US police: outlaws

The North and South Police Departments in Clermont were in an uproar, and Jason Garcia, who was sleeping, was woken up by a phone call.

"Chief, something terrible has happened!"

"What's all the fuss about?"

"Someone shelled the Padua Mountain community."

The word "shelling" startled Jason Garcia. He thought he had misheard. He understood each word individually, but put them together and it felt like he was dreaming.

"Honey, slap me, and I'll doubt I'm dreaming."

The director's wife, who had been woken up, slapped him without hesitation. "Dream on! Dream on!" she yelled.

"Snap"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Old woman, you don't have to hit me so hard!"

"You're the one who called for it."

Jason Garcia covered his face and turned his attention back to his phone.

Say it again.

"Thugs shelled the Padua Hills community, which is the city's most exclusive and affluent neighborhood."

Jason Garcia immediately thought of many things, such as the shelling leading to the highest-level counter-terrorism operations in the surrounding area, and the real estate market in wealthy areas plummeting.

Most importantly, he thought of the research institute attack. Could the two be related?

"Damn it, what on earth is happening in this city?"

Despite his complaints, Jason Garcia made the decisive move to issue the most appropriate order.

"All on-duty police officers and helicopters are to go to support. Contact the county sheriff's headquarters to request SWAT team support, contact the National Guard, contact the Border Patrol, contact ICE to request a tactical team, contact the FBI, contact every department you can contact."

"Yes, but now there's not only torrential rain but also thunder. Do we really need to deploy helicopters?"

"certainly....."

Jason Garcia initially wanted to say he couldn't care less, but ultimately got stuck.

"Contact the weather bureau and request accurate data. If thunderstorms are indeed frequent, we will not deploy helicopters."

"Yes."

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Like Jason Garcia, the newly elected governor Brett Bird, who was also woken up, is the Democratic governor who was the ultimate beneficiary of the Black Lives Matter protests a few months ago.

The votes from Black voters allowed him to defeat the Republican candidate and an independent former governor, becoming the governor of America's richest state.

"What?! A terrorist attack in the Padua mountain community? Terrorists shelled a wealthy neighborhood?"

"Yes."

Brett Bird was furious when he heard his secretary say that. He had only been governor for two months, and such a terrible thing had happened in the state. Did he even want to be re-elected?

"Damn it, damn it, as governor I issued a multi-layered lockdown order, what's the nearest military force in the state?"

40th Infantry Division of the California National Guard.

Brett Bird nodded.

"Notify the 40th National Guard Infantry Division to proceed immediately to Clermont, not only to initiate Operation Fortress, but also to cordon off the area."

Just then, the cell phone on the table rang. Brett Bird saw that it was the president calling, the president of the same party.

Good evening, Mr. President.

"I heard the wealthy neighborhood was shelled?"

"Yes."

"The truth is not so important at times; stability is the most important thing for a country."

Brett Bird's expression changed slightly; he had already understood what the other party meant.

"Mr. President, what do you mean?"

"Quickly seal off the scene, restrict independent media involvement, minimize the impact, and prevent panic in financial markets and the transfer of assets by the elite. Bird, I have high hopes for you as the next presidential candidate, so don't let me down."

"Yes."

Brett Bird looked a little grim. The president made it sound so easy. In this day and age, how could the truth be perfectly covered up? The only way was to downplay the incident and prevent the howitzer from appearing in the news.

"Damn it."

.....

Lee Ethan is unaware that his actions have caused great distress to some people, and now he is on the run.

"Bang bang bang bang bang"

The machine gun bullets, fired from hundreds of meters away, forced the arriving security personnel to duck their heads.

"The gunshots came from the northwest, and a team of three men went to surround and attack them."

"clear."

The security personnel immediately dispersed and headed northwest. Logically, a distance of 600 meters should only take a few minutes to close.

Seeing this, Li Yisen also put away the heavy gun and ran towards the deep mountains. He wasn't afraid of being chased because he had left a small gift behind.

"Bang"

An explosion suddenly occurred in the bushes, knocking down two security guards who were passing by, one dead and the other injured.

"There's a tripwire booby trap, everyone be careful."

Upon hearing this, the security guards slowed down considerably. Finding the thread in the heavy rain was really difficult, and there was no need to risk their lives.

By the time the nearest police arrived, Lee Ethan had already driven his Hummer away from the mountains, taking the same route he had come by. He planned to retrieve the vehicle once he reached the section of road buried by the avalanche, as he didn't believe he would encounter another avalanche.

Unless the police deploy helicopters, it will be impossible to find him. Lee Esen chose today to prevent the helicopters from being deployed.

"Long"

A clap of thunder sounded, and the rain seemed to intensify.

In the ruins of the villa, apart from the local police, the county headquarters' SWAT team arrived before other departments, led by the familiar SWAT captain, Dennis Wright.

Amidst the ruins and the scattered remains of limbs that hadn't yet been gathered, Dennis Wright took a deep breath and said.

"This is unbelievable! The entire villa is almost completely destroyed. What a waste! No, the property prices here are going to plummet."

He had learned that several terrorists had fled into the deep mountains, but he didn't know which direction they were going. The reason he said "several" was because the howitzer was missing; it was clear that several people had worked together to dismantle and take the howitzer away.

There were at least five terrorists, and they were fully armed, even possessing heavy machine guns, grenades, artillery, and drones.

This firepower would be difficult even for special police, let alone the military, due to the issue of weaponry.

So, without helicopter support, should we pursue them?

Dennis Wright glanced at the V-100 armored vehicle driven by his SWAT team. As a 10-ton light armored vehicle, the 75mm howitzer was enough to destroy it, and he didn't want to take the risk.

When will the National Guard arrive?

"Five minutes left."

Dennis Wright has made a decision.

"Everyone is steadily searching the mountains, awaiting National Guard support."

"Yes."

Although the California National Guard does not have main battle tanks, it does have heavy infantry fighting vehicles, M2A3 Bradley tracked infantry fighting vehicles, Stryker 8x8 armored vehicles, and so on.

As the thunderstorms subsided, police and military helicopters appeared over Clermont and into the mountains, following intelligence from the weather bureau.

It contains not only Black Hawk helicopters, but also Apache attack helicopters.

At the entrance to Clermont, heavy armored vehicles led the way, followed by two National Guard battalions that had arrived earlier, with armed helicopters overhead, giving the impression that war was imminent.

However, these behemoths weighing 30 to 40 tons have also encountered problems, such as becoming the last straw, collapsing the mountain road and falling into the river.

"Hurry and save them! Hurry and save them!"

The San Antonio Hills were bustling that night. Most of the city's roads leading out of the mountains were blocked by police who were on temporary overtime duty. Meanwhile, Ethan Lee, the instigator, had already made his way out of the mountains from the east and returned home after 3 a.m.