America, starting as a trainee police officer

"Don't shoot!!!"

When Lopez pointed a gun at him, the black man was so frightened that he quickly put down his bag and raised his hands.

Li Wei clung tightly to Lopez's back, nervously watching the end of the corridor.

With the two "immunity coins" he currently possesses, he's not entirely sure he can survive this heavy-fire urban warfare.

The space is small, the firepower is dense, and the targets are large.

It looks extremely dangerous no matter how you look at it.

"Lopez...they're here."

Hearing footsteps approaching from not far away, Li Wei couldn't help but lower his voice and give a reminder.

Which apartment is yours?

Lopez knew the situation was urgent, so he quickly asked the Black man for directions.

"Why do you ask that?"

The Black man looked at the two men with a puzzled expression.

"Don't ask me why! We need to get out of the corridor right away."

Upon hearing this, the Black man thought for a moment, pointed to the two plastic bags on the ground, and asked Lopez if he could pick them up.

Seeing this, Lopez nodded.

The Black man slowly picked up the two bags from the ground, indicating that he was going to take out his keys.

Lopez nodded.

The black man then slowly reached into his pocket, took out his keys, and opened the door.

He was afraid that Lopez would misunderstand and shoot him.

Seeing the door open, Lopez patted Levi on the shoulder, tilted his head, and gestured for him to follow.

The two remained silent as they entered the Black man's house and gently closed the door.

After closing the door, Lopez pressed her face against the peephole, nervously observing the situation outside.

Li Wei then began to inspect the room.

Seeing Li Wei looking around aimlessly, the black man immediately became dissatisfied.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing?! You don't have a search warrant! This isn't an invitation to come in!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wei turned around and glared fiercely at the black man.

If the body camera wasn't still on, and Lopez was also there, this black man would probably be dead beyond any doubt.

There was once a white scholar who researched and concluded that Black people were less intelligent than other races, but he was so criticized that he lost his professorship.

The reason is that it is politically incorrect.

But at this moment, Li Wei felt that his research was real.

The black man clearly knew something about the situation; he knew that someone outside wanted to kill him and Lopez.

But he still dares to shout like that.

Did he think the gunmen outside would let him go because he was black?

A man who witnessed their faces and the two policemen they killed.

They don't care if you're Black or White, they'll just shoot you dead.

"What! Did I say something wrong?"

Seeing Li Wei's fierce gaze, the black man still felt he was in the right.

"Safety!"

Just then, Lopez, who was looking through the peephole at the door at the two gunmen leaving, called out.

Li Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ignoring the Black man with cerebral palsy, he continued inspecting the other rooms.

I went to the bedside and looked out the window.

Security grilles have been installed.

"Looks like we're trapped!"

...

The second floor.

Bishop, clutching his injured right hand, pounded on the door frantically.

"What do you want!"

When I opened the door, there was an elderly white woman.

"Excuse me, I have to go inside. Do you live alone?"

Bishop endured the pain of the gunshot wound in her arm, the price she paid for satisfying her own moral sense.

Unlike Lopez and Tim, she was confident that she was only dealing with ordinary people and dared to come in to carry out the mission with just a Glock 17.

Now we're facing heavy firepower from the other side, including submachine guns, rifles, and shotguns.

She had no chance to fight back except to run away.

"No, my husband lives with me. What happened?"

Seeing Bishop's flustered state, the old lady still answered her question.

"There are at least three gunmen searching for me inside this building, there's no signal... My six officers are in danger."

As he spoke, Bishop spotted a landline phone.

I quickly picked it up to dial 911.

"Oh...seriously...the landline hasn't had its phone bill paid for months."

The old lady was a little embarrassed.

"My husband has cancer...all the money has gone to his medical expenses..."

"Look, my husband has been sick for a long time, and your barging in like this will only worsen his condition."

Hearing this, Bishop looked at the old lady coldly: "I'm sorry, but until I come up with a better idea, I'll have to trouble you to use my house."

"Listen, if you can find any medical supplies right now, my arm will need to be bandaged."

At this point, she was no longer satisfied with her own sense of moral fulfillment.

She felt it was only right that others provide her with temporary accommodation.

Her hypocritical behavior was one of the reasons why Li Wei disliked her so much.

The old lady looked at Bishop's wound and her heart softened: "Sigh... Of course I have medical supplies here. I don't have anything else besides these medical supplies."

...

On the first floor, a Black man held up a cell phone, pointing it at Levi and Lopez, and turned on video recording: "These police officers forced their way into my apartment and refused to leave."

Listening to his aggressive words, Lopez finally couldn't hold back any longer: "We're just here to survive, you have a problem with that?"

"Yes, my brother was wrongfully imprisoned and sentenced to twenty years. To be honest, I have a lot of grievances against the police."

At this point, Li Wei couldn't hold back any longer: "Listen, I have absolutely no interest in why you hate the police. As long as it's safe outside, we'll leave immediately! Nobody wants to stay in your house unless someone outside wants to kill us. OK?"

Upon hearing Li Wei's words, the black man put down his phone.

"You mean Vance?"

Upon hearing the word "Vance" from the Black man's mouth, Lopez and Levi exchanged a glance.

He walked up to the Black man and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Yea is the kind of person you can't afford to mess with, so you'd rather avoid him. He has dozens of men in this building; you few cops are basically walking into a slaughterhouse."

At this point, the Black man seemed somewhat gloating.

The situation was urgent, and Lopez didn't have time to argue with him: "Seriously, we need to call for backup, but he's jamming the radio signal. Do you know anything about how to fix this?"

"Turn off the power to the entire building. Without power, the jammer won't be able to interfere."

How can I cut off the power?

"The main circuit breaker is on the basement floor. I can't help but notice it every time I go down to do laundry."

Having found a solution, Lopez glanced at the door: "In this situation, rushing out would be suicide."

Li Wei agrees with this.

He examined the structure of the house.

Suddenly, he thought of something, went to the ventilation opening next to him, and knocked on the wall with his hand.

"Perhaps we don't need to leave this house to reach the basement."

"Wait! What do you want?"

Neither Levi nor Lopez paid any attention to the black man's question.

"Let's get started!"

Lopez knew what Levi meant and immediately nodded in agreement.

With Lopez's permission, Levi punched the wall, just like he had done the night before at Gallagher's house.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! My walls!!!"