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Two vehicles from the Most Wanted team followed at the end of the escort convoy, with the Suburban in front and the Yukon behind.

At the same time as the explosion, a large flat-head truck that was originally parked on the side of the road suddenly started slowly, knocked over a police motorcycle, and continued to run over the vehicle mercilessly, gradually starting to accelerate.

The mounted police escorting the convoy were in groups of two. This group of mounted police fell behind after completing traffic control at the previous intersection. They had just caught up and were still twenty or thirty meters away from the Yukon River where Jack was driving.

Seeing the explosion ahead and his partner being killed tragically, the police officer on the other side of the lane stopped the car, pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the cab and pulled the trigger repeatedly. However, the truck driver didn't even look at him, lowered his head and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, intending to block the convoy's retreat.

Although he was worried about Danny's safety ahead, the most important thing at the moment was obviously not to yell like everyone else in the communication channel and ask what exactly happened.

He stepped on the accelerator decisively, and the huge SUV body of the Yukon showed a flexibility that was extremely inconsistent with its size, and completed the U-turn in an instant amid the screams of the tires.

"Clay!"

Jack roared and took the initiative to ram the truck that was rushing towards the back of the convoy.

An ordinary GMC Yukon weighs less than 3 tons, but the bulletproof modified version driven by Jack weighs almost double that, just over 5 tons.

Although he was still unable to withstand a head-on collision with a flat-head truck, fortunately there was Clay behind him who also reacted quickly.

Clay, who was driving the Suburban, looked in the rearview mirror and instantly understood Jack's intention. Hearing his roar in the headphones, he immediately shifted the car into reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

A flat-head truck at high speed is invincible on the road and can easily knock over three or four normal cars in one breath.

But if a large truck that was just starting out and traveling at less than 30 miles per hour collides with an SUV that is as big as a small armored vehicle, that would be a different matter.

In addition to replacing the vehicle's outer shell with thick bulletproof steel plates, the vehicle chassis must also be equipped with thick armor plates to resist attacks from explosives.

These additional dead weights will obviously overwhelm the original power system, so it is natural to replace it with a more powerful engine.

The Yukon River had just completed a U-turn when it ran head-on into an oncoming flat-head truck just after starting, holding it tightly. Its semi-solid explosion-proof tires rubbed against the ground wildly, and wisps of green smoke instantly rose.

However, due to the obvious size difference between the two sides, the truck was still moving forward slowly, but fortunately, the Subaru driven by Clay also caught up.

Two large SUVs and a flat-head truck, head to head, butt to butt, worked together but were stuck in place.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The policeman who had thrown away his motorcycle staggered after him and emptied the magazine directly into the truck's cab.

The flat-head truck let out a puffing sound, and a wisp of white steam came out of the large grille on the front of the car, and it breathed its last together with its owner.

"Hide quickly!" The passenger window of the Yukon was opened. Hannah, who was sitting next to Jack, pushed open the deflated airbag and shouted to the trooper standing in the middle of the road.

"What?" The policeman, who had just avenged his partner's tragic death, was changing the magazine and preparing for another round. He was startled when he heard Hannah's scream and turned to look in her direction.

At the same time, the side door of the rear half of the truck was pulled open, and two gunmen armed with AR assault rifles pulled the trigger directly at the dazed police officer.

"Damn it!" Seeing the policeman die on the spot, Hannah unbuckled her seat belt, pulled out her pistol, kicked open the car door, and repeatedly pulled the trigger at the gunmen who jumped off the truck.

"Hannah, take this." Jiejie, who was sitting in the back seat, reclined her chair, pulled out a HK417 from the trunk and handed it over.

The second HK417 was handed to Jack, who had also opened the car door. When Jie Jie got out of the car with the assault rifle sent by the navy, the Subaru behind her had already opened the car door.

Clay, Jubal, Aubrey and even Alice all drew their guns and went into battle. The dense firepower instantly knocked down five or six gunmen who jumped out of the carriage.

"Safe!" Clay rushed forward and threw a stun grenade into the carriage. After confirming that there were no enemies hiding inside, he gestured to Jack.

Jack was checking on the condition of the shot policeman, but unfortunately, the policeman, who was only wearing a soft bulletproof vest, had lost the possibility of rescue due to the concentrated fire from several assault rifles.

After dragging the body of the deceased police officer behind a car on the side of the road, Jack patted Jubal on the shoulder and spoke loudly.

"Let the NYPD withdraw and escort the armored vehicles to evacuate first."

The internal communication channels used by their headsets were not on the same channel as the NYPD radio. Jubal nodded, bent over and ran back to the Subaru, whose rear end only had some paint peeling off, and picked up the walkie-talkie on the car radio.

At this time, the streets were in complete chaos. Among the gunmen who appeared in front of the convoy, there was even a Mk200 light machine gun with a 46-round ammunition box. They not only fired at the NYPD police cars, but also at the pedestrians on the roadside.

Some pedestrians screamed and hid in roadside shops. The bullets that followed shattered the window glass and created even greater chaos.

The NYPD police channel was in chaos. Some police officers were shouting for help to the command center, while others were shouting that they had been shot.

Although it cannot be said that there is no leader, it is clear that ordinary police officers are not very calm at this time.

Fortunately, there was a black Dolan Tahoe in front and behind the armored vehicle, and each vehicle had a group of 6 fully armed ESU special police officers.

When the explosion occurred in front of the convoy, the ESU special police officers got out of the cars immediately and used the bulletproof steel doors and even the vehicles on both sides of the street as cover to open fire on the gunmen.

But as the smoke bombs thrown by the gunmen gradually took effect, the ESU, whose vision was obscured, could not help but fight with some restraint. For fear of accidentally injuring civilians, they, who had the advantage in numbers, were suppressed by the bandits who could fire without restraint.

"This is FBI Agent in Charge Jubal Valentine. The road behind is clear. Have the armored vehicle reverse." Jubal's calm voice suddenly came from the police channel.

Everyone in the Most Wanted Criminals Squad, including Jack, had never imagined that someone would be so cruel as to carry out an armed prisoner robbery in downtown New York.

It's not even 10 a.m. yet, and most intersections in Manhattan are jammed with traffic.

The reason why their convoy was able to move smoothly was that the NYPD controlled the traffic at major intersections in advance by controlling traffic lights, etc., and there were motorcycle police escorting them along the way.

The FBI didn't understand how the other party would get Zhang Mingjun out of the sturdy armored vehicle even if they had a way to get him out of the congested Manhattan Island.