Armed SWAT

The task of escorting Stanley was imminent, and no one was in the mood to go out to party or go fishing on weekends.

People like Sangers who are old and have families have taken leave and went back to spend time with their wives.Mitchell, Matthew and their young bachelors all stayed at the police station, confirming over and over again the time, route, and possible special circumstances of Monday's escort.

No one knows if someone from the GA will come to rob the prisoner, or a drug dealer will come to kill Stanley to silence him.

No matter which side it is, the action will be extremely dangerous.

At the final meeting, the sub-bureau chief made a summary of their course of action and staffing this time.While he was talking, Deng Kaiwen suddenly answered the phone. He took the mobile phone and walked to the window of the conference room, standing by the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

This position was still some distance away from the conference table, and Deng Kaiwen's voice was very low, completely lost in the buzzing microphone of the branch chief.

Mitchell stared intently at his lips, barely distinguishing a few short sentences: "... I know, Mike has already told me... Is this news true?"

Mitchell remembered the "gospel" that Mike told Deng Kevin at noon that day: Someone in the Justice Department planned to let Stanley go and cancel the drug trafficking charges against him.

I don't know what was said on the phone, Deng Kaiwen took a light breath: "Okay, I see... Thank you Jackie, send my regards to my colleagues in the FBI."

He hung up the phone, but didn't immediately go back to the conference table, but stood by the window, holding the phone thoughtfully.

Mitchell can probably guess who made the call. It should be Jackie Regon, the leader of a department of the FBI. When Kevin Deng was still working for the FBI, the two of them were very good colleagues.

He had seen all of these in Deng Kaiwen's files, and some information even clearly showed who Deng Kaiwen had been friends with, what positions his friends held, and what departments they were working in now.If someone wants to write a biography for Deng Kaiwen in the future, they can even publish that material directly—it is absolutely true and informative, and there are some things in it that Deng Kaiwen may not even remember clearly.

Deng Kaiwen hesitated there for about 2 minutes, and finally seemed to make up his mind, and pressed a number on his mobile phone.

Mitchell's heart moved slightly: He just confirmed to his old colleagues in the FBI that Stanley's drug trafficking charges had been cancelled, who would he call now?What is it for?

This call has not been connected for a long time, and when it was about to be cut off automatically, it was picked up suddenly: "Hello, Kevin? I'm sorry I'm really busy right now. May I call you back later?"

A few meters away, Mitchell stared closely at Deng Kaiwen's side face, and saw his lips move slightly, and he seemed to call out in a low voice, "Regulus..."

Then he sighed: "Well...OK."

He closed his cell phone, no longer hesitated this time, but immediately turned around and walked back to the conference table.

Mitchell's eyes never moved away from him, and those eyes could even be called unscrupulous.Deng Kaiwen finally noticed that gaze, turned his head and looked over coldly, Mitchell smiled brightly at him.

"..." Deng Kaiwen turned his head, with no expression on his face.

On the day of the escort on Monday, SWAT dispatched two groups of people.

The first group of people set off at ten o'clock in the morning at the original scheduled time, led by Sangers, and drove towards the destination along the No. [-] route.

The second group was half an hour late. Led by Deng Kaiwen himself, three bulletproof trucks made a big circle around Los Angeles before driving along the second route to the Southern California prison.

Stanley was sitting in the first car of the second batch of cars, being escorted by Mitchell and Matthew on the left and right, and Deng Kaiwen sat in the driver's seat and drove.

Even at this point, Stanley still didn't forget to ridicule and insult Deng Kaiwen. As soon as he came out of the detention center, he began to laugh loudly at how cowardly and stupid Deng Kaiwen was. It was exactly the same as when he was in New York. He also cursed that he was captured by GA people, and was hacked to death by those gangsters in New York who hated him, paying the price for his original betrayal.

The original plan was for Mitchell to drive, but as soon as Mitchell reached the cab door, he was pushed away by Deng Kaiwen before he opened the door.

"I'll drive." His side face was tense in the shadows like a piece of cold jade, "Otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating him."

This is not good news for Stanley. Although Deng Kaiwen has no time to beat him, Mitchell is much more terrifying than Deng Kaiwen.He held a submachine gun in one hand, and tightly grasped Stanley's arm with the other, crushing Stanley's bones mercilessly like iron clamps, causing him to scream in pain instantly.

"Sorry, I'm a little nervous!" Mitchell smiled and explained to Deng Kaiwen and Matthew, looking very embarrassed.But after a while he grabbed Stanley's hand again and almost broke his wrist bone in an instant.

Throughout the whole journey, he kept pinching and loosening, cruel and patient like a cat playing with a mouse.At first, Stanley still had the strength to scream and curse, but in the end he couldn't even scream, his face was soaked in cold sweat, and he looked very crazy and embarrassed.

It was close to noon when driving through the interstate highway. Sangers and the others sent a message through the car phone that the first group of people had successfully arrived at the Southern California prison. They were followed by unknown vehicles on the road, but they were not attacked.

"This is not a good thing for us!" Matthew hung up the phone and said jokingly: "The first batch was not attacked, but our second batch will be in danger!"

Deng Kaiwen glanced at him coldly from the rearview mirror: "Mr. Matthew, are you a crow's mouth?"

Matthew was taken aback, and at this moment Deng Kaiwen stepped on the accelerator, and the Chevrolet Suburbans shot out like an arrow off the string in an instant!

The huge inertia caused the three people in the back row to fall backwards at the same time, and Matthew's face was pale: "What's the matter? What happened?!"

Mitchell quickly pressed Stanley's head, turned and looked out the rear window of the car: "We are being followed."

"What, what?!"

Poor Mr. Matthew didn't expect his words to come true. On the wide interstate highway, two SWAT bulletproof trucks followed closely behind; Loaded with a truck-mounted mortar!

There was hardly any hesitation, and even without an order, the submachine gun barrels of the two SWAT bulletproof trucks behind them immediately stretched out, and fired at the two Humvees without hesitation!

"Damn it! Who is that?" Mitchell grabbed Stanley's collar viciously, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, which was extremely terrifying: "Tell them to retreat! Or I'll throw you out of the car and crush you to death!"

His eyes were extremely serious, and Matthew shuddered watching him, and instantly felt that he could really do it.

Stanley roared in fear: "How would I know! That's not mine!"

"It's not your people who are full and want to rob you?!"

"I said it wasn't..." Before Stanley finished his sentence, the whole body of the car suddenly shook, and the strong impact of the explosion almost toppled the entire Chevrolet Suburbans!

Mitchell turned his head sharply, only to see that it was a mortar shell that exploded next to their rear wheels.If Deng Kaiwen hadn't turned the steering wheel violently in a ten-thousandth of a second, they would have all become dead souls in the artillery fire at this moment.

"That group of people clearly wanted to kill me!" Stanley roared sharply, "They must have come to kill me!"

Fierce gunshots came from the cannon fodder and dust all over the sky. It was the fierce exchange of fire between SWAT and the snipers in the two Humvees.

Mitchell raised his MP5 submachine gun and fired a stream of bullets from the car window, but the conditions on the road were so poor that he could only vaguely see the huge shadow of the Hummer, but he wasn't sure if he hit the target.

The two groups of people quickly rushed out of the smoke one after the other, and saw that a bulletproof vehicle of SWAT had a broken glass window, and probably had a problem with the tires, and it was parked staggeringly on the side of the road; while the two The Humvees were also heavily damaged. Five or six snipers in each vehicle were poking out their guns, and several of them aimed directly at their first escort vehicle.

Mitchell quickly changed the pistol, shot the man in the head cleanly, and was about to switch back to the submachine gun, when suddenly Deng Kaiwen sternly said: "Stop! You two jump out of the car!"

Mitchell turned around in shock, and met Deng Kaiwen's cold eyes from the rearview mirror.

"Their target is Stanley, I will reduce the speed of the car now, you two jump out of the car and leave!" Deng Kaiwen roared sharply: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!"

Mitchell trembled: "But..."

"This is an order!"

The friction between the tires and the road surface made a screeching sound, and Deng Kaiwen suddenly slowed down the speed of the car, his voice was so high-pitched that it was hoarse: "—Get out! Don't make me repeat it a second time!"

Matthew didn't dare to be the first to act, and looked at Mitchell tremblingly.In the blink of an eye, Mitchell had an idea in his mind. He could jump off the car first, and then go to the next SWAT car to continue the pursuit.If the opponent's target is Stanley, then he sniped in another car, and the effect should be better in terms of bullet hit rate.

"Okay!" He stretched out his hand and patted Deng Kaiwen's shoulder heavily: "Be careful!"

Deng Kaiwen slammed the steering wheel: "I will!"

Mitchell slammed the car door open, and the bullets whizzed past his ears like raindrops.At this moment, Deng Kaiwen reduced the speed of the car to the minimum. He rolled and fell to the road suddenly, then got up and staggered and followed a few steps, until he felt the inertia gradually disappear before he stopped his feet suddenly.

Matthew also successfully jumped out of the car, and then rushed up and pushed Mitchell to the ground. Almost at the same time, a shell flew over their heads and exploded right next to the rear of Deng Kaiwen's car.

Matthew spit out a mouthful of sand: "He will be fine, let's go to the next car!"

Mitchell nodded, and looked deeply at the fast-moving Chevrolet again when he turned around.

The two chasing Hummers almost didn't hesitate, and immediately gave up other targets, followed Deng Kaiwen's car and sped away, bringing a gust of wind when passing by Mitchell.

"I'll catch up with you right away." Mitchell gritted his teeth over and over again in his heart, and unconsciously bit the root of his teeth bleeding.

At this moment, he still didn't know how stupid he was to make the decision to jump off the car just now——after thinking about it, he realized that it was only a little bit close to becoming the last time between them.

(2)

The Chevrolet was galloping on the highway, and the sounds of explosions and intense firefights continued to be heard outside the car windows.

The roar of the operator at the headquarters came from the communicator, which sounded indistinct in the flying wind and sand, making it very weird and ridiculous.

Stanley's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he looked at the back of Deng Kaiwen's head with a livid face: "Can't you bastard give me a gun, ah?! Is this the time?!"

"No." Deng Kaiwen said without looking back.

"Behind us is the truck-mounted mortar! Those two stupid pigs jumped out of the car again! Those bastards failed to stop these killers! None of the special police in your two cars can stop them!"

"..."

"Can't you give me a gun and let me fight back?!"

"If I gave you a gun, the first bullet would definitely hit me." Deng Kaiwen opened his mouth coldly, with a tone that could not hear any emotion, "You are such a crazy person."

This time it was Stanley who was speechless, snorted for a while, and leaned back on the back seat.

At this moment, the whole body of the car suddenly shook, almost throwing him off the seat.Deng Kaiwen couldn't control the steering wheel for a moment, the tires made a harsh friction sound on the ground, and then the front of the car made a dangerous turn.

"Damn it! The tire blew up!"

Stanley got up from the car in embarrassment, and roared angrily in the gust of wind: "Stop! Stop!"

Deng Kaiwen turned a deaf ear and drove forward with a Chevrolet with a collapsed rear wheel.He couldn't control the direction anymore, and there happened to be an uphill turn on the highway, and the Chevrolet roared and charged all the way.

This is the real heart of the Interstate—no villages, no shops, jungle on either side, and a river running through it.

Chevrolet had just rushed up to the top of the slope, when suddenly a Hummer extended car appeared in the woods on both sides, and it was tightly blocked in the middle of the road.Several snipers with live ammunition jumped out of the car and raised their guns at Chevrolet one after another.

Deng Kaiwen slammed on the brakes, because the speed was too terrifying, the large Chevrolet SUV was almost overturned.Before Stanley could sit still, he was pulled over. Deng Kaiwen held the M1911 pistol in one hand, forced him to the front with the other, and roughly pushed him out of the car.

Behind them, two chasing Humvees came to a screeching stop, and then several people jumped out of the car, pointing guns at them.

They were chased and intercepted, flanked back and forth, and now they finally reached a dead end.

Before Stanley had time to say anything, he felt a cold muzzle being pressed against the back of his head. Deng Kaiwen's voice was as cold as an ice knife, which made people feel shuddering: "Everyone put down the guns, or I want him now. life!"

Stanley was startled: "Are... are you crazy? They came to kill me..."

"They are all yours. Killing you is just a cover, and saving you is the real thing." Deng Kaiwen backed up as he spoke, until he reached the edge of the woods, and stopped when his back touched a big tree, turning himself completely The body is hidden behind Stanley: "It's ridiculous. I didn't realize it until I let Mitchell and the others get out of the car. That Hummer is clearly GA's equipment, and I deliberately pretended to rob you! How did you get along with GA? contacted?"

Stanley was silent for a while, and suddenly let out a sneer: "Do you think my father will really stand by? He arranged this matter from the beginning to the end, and he will come here soon! You might as well guess, this time he will What will you do with it after you get it back? Give you drugs? Or tie it up with an iron chain all day long? You'd better beg him to watch it carefully, and don't let me catch the chance to kill you..."

Deng Kaiwen can guess it with his toes. If Epro was involved in this matter, then there are moles in the Ministry of Justice who have leaked the information about this escort to GA.

Everything was calculated by Epro, who surrounded him front and back, caught the turtle in the urn, and he, Deng Kaiwen, was the one who caught it.

"You may wish to guess whether it was the police or Epro who arrived here first. It is still unclear who will die!" Deng Kaiwen pressed harder on the muzzle of the gun, and sternly shouted at the pursuers: "Give me all the guns!" Put the gun down! Or I'll break his hands first! Then his legs! I'll do what I say!"

The snipers hesitated for a moment, and slowly lowered their guns.Someone tentatively raised his gun, trying to find a gap to shoot Deng Kaiwen, but he had to give up because it was too dangerous.

Stanley is one size bigger than Deng Kaiwen in terms of height and body shape. Behind Deng Kaiwen is a big tree, and he completely hides behind Stanley. Sniping on flat ground can easily hurt Stanley, and the risk is too great.

"Are you really going to shoot me?" Stanley raised his voice mockingly.

Deng Kaiwen's answer was a gunshot, and Stanley screamed instantly, and saw a blood hole suddenly appeared in his palm, and blood spurted out.

"I didn't know it back then, but it doesn't mean I won't now." Deng Kaiwen whispered into his ear, "This shot was for your mother, and the next shot will be for Sinia Miranda."

Stanley gasped in pain and roared, "That's not my mother! No!!"

Before Deng Kaiwen had time to say anything, the sound of a car suddenly came from the road behind him.A SWAT bulletproof truck came at a high speed, stopped suddenly not far away, and then jumped out of the vehicle, seven or eight heavily armed SWAT police officers raised their guns at the GA snipers!

The tense scene was broken in less than a second: almost at the same time, there was a deafening roar of helicopters in the sky, and an MH-60 armed helicopter reflecting silver light appeared in people's sight. Wide open, hanging down a long ladder.

Epro stood by the hatch, looking down on all this like a king.

Everyone reacted differently at this moment.

Stanley breathed a sigh of relief like the GA snipers, and some snipers took the opportunity to pick up their guns; the SWAT police were at a loss for a moment, and then there was an unspeakable tension.Mitchell raised his gun at Epro reflexively, but then put it down again, and shouted to his colleagues: "Don't panic! Los Angeles Police Department backup will be here in at most 5 minutes!"

His voice was very steady, and several SWATs were refreshed.

Deng Kaiwen didn't raise his head, and hid behind Stanley tightly. Although the muzzle of the gun against the back of Stanley's head was still stable, only he knew that his hand had begun to tremble slightly.

He didn't go to see Epro, but he could feel Epro's fiery eyes staring at him, as if with extremely coercive weight.

After so many years, he is no longer the little boy who was woken up by thunder on a rainy night and couldn't sleep because he was afraid of crying; he was no longer a cowardly, timid, slovenly and short middle school boy who was bullied but dared not resist.

He went from Los Angeles to New York, where he was the heir of the largest gang in New York, GA, and a well-known gangster upstart; he came back from New York to Los Angeles, worked as a well-trained senior agent of the FBI, and now he has become a famous SWAT in Los Angeles. team leader.

But no matter how many things he has experienced and how his identity has changed, his fear of Epro has remained the same as before, and has not changed until now.

Those double imprints on spirit and body had permeated his whole body alive, and those vivid memories tormented him day and night, and there was no other way of relief except death.

The humiliation, madness and despair of the past.

Deng Kaiwen lowered his head, curled up in the shadow between Stanley and the tree trunk, his trigger finger trembling violently.

"Mr. Epro, the backup of the Los Angeles Police Department is less than two kilometers away from here. It is estimated that there are three vehicles in total, and all members of the SWAT team are dispatched." The helicopter pilot turned his head and said to Epro respectfully: "Please Give the order."

Epro closed his eyes, seeming slightly regretful: "Negotiate with the police and tell them and our people to put down their guns."

"Yes! What about Master Stanley and the policeman?"

"Bring Stanley back." Eppro paused, and said emphatically, "Let that policeman go back first, and tell our people not to shoot him."

The driver said "yes" and immediately gave orders to the snipers on the ground via radio.

The negotiation process went smoothly as expected, the snipers immediately accepted the order, and Mitchell and the others could not object.

Although Stanley is still in Deng Kaiwen's hands, the firepower of the police is much inferior to that of GA. If Epro sends them a shell from the sky, then they will all be over.

Stanley was under the guns of Deng Kaiwen, and Deng Kaiwen was under the guns of all GA snipers, and it was impossible to talk about who took advantage of whom.In order to achieve a fair exchange, they slowly walked to the open space one after the other. Deng Kaiwen put down his pistol and turned his back to the police; Stanley turned his back to the GA's snipers and helicopters.

Then the two of them slowly backed away step by step at the same time.

"Did you forget something?" Stanley suddenly smiled sharply, and waved his handcuffed hands: "Where are the handcuff keys?"

Without saying a word, Deng Kaiwen took out the key from his pocket and threw it over.

A GA sniper immediately ran to pick up the key and helped Stanley unlock the handcuffs.

The atmosphere was tense.

The two of them retreated at about the same speed and at about the same distance. Almost at the same time, both of them retreated to their own camp.Mitchell immediately walked towards Deng Kaiwen, and GA's people also rushed forward, quickly blocking Stanley.

At this time, the sound of cars approaching at high speed was heard on the road, and the backup of the Los Angeles Police Department finally appeared belatedly.

Several SWAT team members looked towards the road, and even Mitchell couldn't help but at this moment, suddenly Stanley grabbed a sniper's gun and slapped Deng Kaiwen. Double burst!

This change was so sudden that even Epro on the helicopter and even Deng Kaiwen himself were stunned for an instant!

He only felt that his abdominal muscles were cold, and then hot again; the first bullet hit the position below his stomach, and the huge impact made him stagger back half a step involuntarily; before he could stand still, Immediately afterwards, the second bullet roared towards him, instantly hitting his left chest above the heart!

At that moment, Deng Kaiwen finally had a shocked expression on his face, as if dreaming, very unbelievable.

He saw blood spurting out of his chest, and then he looked up at Stanley with deep surprise and a little bit of sadness in his eyes.

That moment was stretched very long, like a slow motion playback in a movie.

He just stared at Stanley like that until he finally fell in a pool of blood all over the floor.