Armed SWAT

For Beard that night, it was no different from every night in the detention center.

He was interrogated as usual, went back to eat as usual, and fell asleep on the small metal frame bed in the detention center as usual.

In the middle of the night, he was suddenly awakened by an extremely dangerous breath, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a tall young police officer standing by the bed, watching him coldly from above.

The bearded man was startled, and instantly remembered the legendary criminal who was silenced in the prison: "What are you going to do?"

The police officer smiled, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth: "—Big beard?"

The bearded man looked at him in fear, and suddenly rushed to the cell door and knocked on the door desperately: "Come here! Come here!..."

"No one will pay attention to your death here." The police officer smiled and picked up the collar of the bearded man, and he picked up such a big and strong man like a toy: "Introduce yourself, I It's Mitchell Landers, one of the SWAT officers who caught you at the nightclub."

The bearded man asked tremblingly, "Mr. police officer, what do you want from me?"

"Ah, don't be so flustered, I'm not interested in your drug trafficking at all!" Mitchell smiled and waved his hand, but never let go of the other hand holding the bearded collar: "By the way, I I heard that you called our leader — that Deng Kaiwen — into the interrogation room before noon today, and what did you say to him?”

"I-I didn't say anything special! That's really all I know about old Jameson..."

Without saying a word, Mitchell walked to the wall with his big beard in a few steps, and without even saying hello, he pulled his hair and slammed into the wall violently!

The human skull collided with the concrete wall, making a dull and terrifying muffled sound.In an instant, the bearded man was almost paralyzed by the knock. Just as he was about to resist, he was held down by Mitchell's hands like iron pincers, followed by several cruel and merciless collisions!

There was no mercy in that hand strength at all, it was the strength to kill someone intentionally!

The bearded man was covered in blood all over his face, and he yelled desperately: "Stop! Stop! Please! I'll say it all, I'll say it all!!"

With a loud bang at the end, Mitchell raised his bearded head and asked with a smile: "When I caught you in front of the nightclub that day, what did you do to mention Epro to Kevin? Have you met Kevin before?"

"I, I've seen him, I've seen him with Epro, when we were in New York," the bearded man's terrified expression looked terribly mixed with blood, and it was a little pitifully funny: "He was originally from GA. people, and later betrayed Epro and sold him to the police, so...so..."

"What the hell is his relationship with Epro?"

"He's Epro's lover!" The bearded man gasped in pain, his voice tremblingly changed: "At least he was later!"

"Later? What was that before?"

"I don't know, I really don't know--ah! Don't beat me! I'll say it all! I'll say everything!"

Mitchell let go of his hair, threw his beard to the ground, and then stepped on his ribs: "You better not let me use violence, I am very peaceful. Deng Kaiwen's previous incident in New York How much do you know?"

"I know that he was one of the heirs of GA at one time, everyone knows that! Everyone who was in the New York gangsters in the early years knew it! He was very famous at that time. He was the only heir who was educated by Epro himself. At that time, we all thought he would later It's GA's head!"

The bearded man gasped for breath twice, because Mitchell stepped on his chest, and there was a hoarse sound like a bellows in his chest.

"GA has a tradition that the heirs kill each other and use their own fists to take that position. In the beginning, Epro had full confidence in him, but then Deng Kaiwen failed in the battle for the heir and he fled. If caught If he lived, he would have been executed, and it was on a big ship, you know the 'Neptune'?"

"The famous roulette," Mitchell nodded.

"Yes, yes, it was Epro's property. He escaped on that ship for days and nights, when everyone was looking for him, and finally Epro caught him. At that time we all thought he would die."

"and after?"

"Then he disappeared for a few years, and by the time we heard from him, he was already Epro's lover. You know, he was very beautiful-a lot of New York gangsters knew that, Epro Not willing to kill him."

The bearded man took a few breaths, and suddenly showed a distorted smile: "But he might as well be dead."

The strength under Mitchell's feet became heavier, but his expression remained unchanged: "How do you say that?"

"Epuro is very cruel to people!" The bearded man screamed in pain and struggled desperately: "Do you know that sometimes Eplo deliberately let the man named Deng Kaiwen escape, and then caught him after not escaping very far. It is said that he almost escaped several times Killed by Epro! At that time, several arms dealers wanted to exchange money with Epro, but they all failed! Many intelligence dealers knew about this at one point!"

Mitchell picked up the bearded man from the ground, looked straight into his eyes and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true! Not a single word of lies!"

"Then how he got involved with Epro in the first place, you know?"

"I don't know this, I really don't know, GA is too big, and it's hard for outsiders to get in." Looking at Mitchell's face, the bearded man suddenly cried out in horror: "I've told you everything I know! Please don't hit me!"

Mitchell stretched out his fist and shook the bearded face: "Now answer my last question, if the answer satisfies me, you won't be beaten." He asked with a smile: "Have you seen me?" ?”

The bearded man looked at him blankly: "No...no."

"That's right. Did you sleep well tonight?"

"Okay, okay!" The bearded man trembled tremblingly: "I slept until dawn, and I never saw anyone or said anything!"

"Then how did you get the wound on your head?"

The bearded man froze for a moment.

"Don't worry, the police won't ask you this question." Mitchell threw his beard to the ground, and said with a smile, "When you come out to play around these days, you have to learn to know your face! For example, I know Kevin's face very well."

He walked to the door of the cell, knocked on the door, and someone outside immediately opened the door for him.

"Okay, good night, dear Mr. Bearded." Mitchell waved his hand, looking very happy: "I'm sorry to disturb you for so long, have a good dream!"

The bearded man shuddered, watching helplessly as the cell door slammed shut.

Mitchell turned around with a smile and strode away.

(2)

The bearded man gave clues about Stanley, which was quickly confirmed by the informant of the anti-drug team.

At eleven o'clock on Sunday night, in a nightclub in downtown Los Angeles, Stanley will meet with a drug smuggler named Jim to exchange a deposit of 100 million US dollars and a formula for a new type of drug.

The police in the anti-drug team were on the verge of an enemy overnight, with heavy-fire M4 carbines in hand, ready to exchange fire with drug dealers on the spot at any time.

This matter has nothing to do with SWAT for the time being. If the anti-drug team does not apply and the superior does not order, SWAT, which has various dangerous weapons and powerful capabilities, cannot be easily dispatched.

Deng Kaiwen was still in a suit and leather shoes in the office of the police station building, with a cold face and a hurry, he was busy holding various meetings all day long, dealing with those high-ranking superiors by the way, and sometimes doing meticulous on-site guidance work.

Mitchell observed him for several days, and saw that he was acting as usual, without the slightest sign of apathy, as if everything in the office at noon that day was just a dream.

What kind of person is this?thought Mitchell.

No holidays, no entertainment, no relaxation, no neglect.

Work is his whole life, and everything is precise and orderly.Just like a computer that is running at high speed all the time, even if there is an occasional minor illness or a slight deviation from the track of daily life, it will be corrected immediately by the antivirus system.

He couldn't imagine that this person had ever experienced such humiliation and embarrassment.

Those things can easily destroy a person, making him live in a dark abyss, give up on himself, willing to degenerate, and finally end his life in deep scars and hatred.However, in Deng Kaiwen's body, the hurt and humiliation that went deep into the bone marrow seemed to have faded away, and the pain slowly receded with the tide of time, leaving nothing on him.

Except for those hidden wounds on his back that have not seen the light of day.

On Sunday, the whole SWAT group was on holiday. Matthew and the others decided to drive to the lake to go fishing. Before leaving, they tentatively asked Deng Kaiwen for an appointment, but they were rejected without accident: "Thank you, I have something to do tonight."

All the team members knew about Deng Kaiwen's indifference and isolation, and Matthew immediately wiped his sweat: "You are busy over there, you are busy, hahahaha... =="

Only Mitchell bravely asked: "What's the matter? Are you asking a girlfriend?"

In an instant, dozens of gossiping eyes fell on Deng Kaiwen's face.

"On duty." Deng Kaiwen said coldly, "In case of an emergency and you are not here, I will be on top."

"..."

Mitchell silently exited amid condemning eyes.

As a result, they were camping by the lake that night, and when they were eating barbecue, they suddenly received a call from Deng Kaiwen, and then an emergency notification from the headquarters.

Sure enough, something went wrong.

"Jim and his group of drug dealers held a large number of assault rifles. There was an exchange of fire at the scene. The anti-drug team and the drug dealers fired more than 1000 bullets at each other. Now the drug dealers have retreated to the backstage of the nightclub with hostages in their hands. The anti-drug team requested SWAT for emergency support. I don't know why Deng Kaiwen's voice sounded a little hoarse, and it sounded deeper than usual: "The headquarters has sent a helicopter to pick you up. See you in Los Angeles in half an hour."

Just a few seconds after the phone was hung up, the police officer from the headquarters called to confirm their address and latitude and longitude, and mentioned Deng Kaiwen while speaking: "Your boss must be very upset when this happened. He has already rushed to the firefighting site first. Alas, Hope everything is okay."

Matthew asked in surprise, "What does this have to do with our boss?"

"Didn't he tell you?" The police officer at the headquarters was also surprised: "His girlfriend is among the hostages!"

"what?!"

"His girlfriend's name is on the first batch of wounded, right? Sinia Miranda. Well, the negotiator negotiated with the drug dealer several times, hoping to send some medicine to rescue the injured hostages, but the drug dealer refused." Yes. Your boss tried to contact the girl just now, but couldn’t get in touch. It is said that she was seriously injured.”

The voice from the communicator was full of regret, and the team members looked at each other, but no one spoke.

There was silence in the campsite.

That night, half of downtown Los Angeles was put under emergency martial law. Almost all departments of the police department were mobilized, and all the elite combat forces were concentrated in the firefighting site.

When Mitchell and the others arrived by helicopter, a long cordon had been put up within a 300-meter radius of the nightclub.Vehicles were forced to divert, residents were evacuated urgently, and the expressions on the faces of everyone present were quite heavy.

"How's the situation?" Deputy Captain Sangers asked the police officers on the spot impatiently as soon as he got off the helicopter.

"...very serious." The police officer hesitated for a moment, "The first round of firefights has passed, and the anti-drug team can't stand up at all. Now they have all retreated, and the scene is supported by your boss with a few SWATs. Now The gangsters retreated to two strongholds, Jim and his group of drug dealers guarded the back door of the nightclub, with several hostages in their hands, negotiators are negotiating with them; Stanley guarded the backstage of the nightclub, and your boss is confronting him."

"Where is our captain's girlfriend?" Mitchell asked.

"That girl named Sinia? In Stanley's hands." The police officer sighed: "It is said that an arm was broken and the bleeding was serious."

Mitchell pushed away the crowd and ran into the nightclub.

The gate of this store has been cordoned off by the police, and the usually absurd and corrupt outer hall is empty at the moment, the floor is covered with broken glass from wine bottles, cigarette butts, injection needles and condoms.

Behind the high stage, a back hall was separated by a curtain. I don’t know if the fierce exchange of fire broke the light switch. At this moment, the backstage is dark, and you can hardly see your fingers.

Through the faint light from the shattered curtain, submerging into the treacherous darkness, a vague shadow was faintly reflected.

Facing the darkness, Deng Kaiwen stood at the junction of light and shadow, staring at the shadow without moving.Through the dim streetlights outside the nightclub, one can see his unusually stern face, his eyes are slightly squinted, and his thin lips are almost pursed into a straight line.The moment Mitchell saw him, Mitchell actually had an illusion, as if Deng Kaiwen's whole body was stiff, especially the facial muscles. If you touch it with your hands, it may be as hard as a rock.

"Kevin..." Mitchell called softly.

Deng Kaiwen made a silent gesture.His fingers were very slender and straight, and the gesture was simple and fast, but full of power.

Mitchell immediately shut his mouth and asked him what happened with his eyes.

"That's Stanley, and the one standing in front of him is Sinia." Deng Kaiwen raised his chin to the figure in the darkness, his voice was almost a whisper: "He asked us to bring him water 10 minutes ago. Call someone to get it."

"Does he have a gun?" Mitchell also lowered his voice and asked.

"There should be no bullets, otherwise he would have shot me just now."

"Then what is the weapon he is using to take hostages now?"

Deng Kaiwen shook his head lightly: "I don't know. I'm waiting for the infrared detection night goggles."

Mitchell looked at his stern profile, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Sinia... is she still alive?"

Deng Kaiwen stood there motionless, and said for a while, "I think...it should be."

At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the curtain, and then a police officer rushed in with a bottle of water in his hand: "Here we come!"

"We brought the water you asked for! Stanley!" Deng Kaiwen shouted to the backstage, "How do you come and get it, or should I send it to you?"

The shadow shook for a moment, as if standing up from the ground.

Mitchell's eyes finally adapted to the darkness, and with the faint light outside the curtain, he finally managed to see what the shadow was about.I saw that there were two people standing one behind the other, very close to each other. In front was Xinia who was already standing unsteadily. It was hard to see if she was still conscious. One arm was drooping very strangely. It looked like Injured; behind her was Stanley, a very tall young white man whose face was not visible, but who looked very fierce.

"You bring it in for me," Stanley said, his voice very hoarse and fierce, "Also, don't touch the water, I'll let this stinky bitch drink it first!"

"There's nothing in the water." Deng Kaiwen said calmly, holding the water bottle and walking step by step into the darkness.

Mitchell watched him walk away from him, and suddenly felt a jump in his heart, and suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

"I can't see that you really care about this woman. Don't you know she's already been fucked by me?" Stanley laughed maliciously: "Or do you mean you don't care at all, you're so rotten?"

Deng Kaiwen said lightly: "She is my girlfriend, no matter what, I will not despise her. For me, you are the one who really sucks!"

Xinia let out a painful groan and struggled a little.

Stanley strangled her violently, and burst out laughing: "Hahaha, I can't see it, I can't see it! You are still an infatuated seed! I think it might be the case, anyway, don't you love her? You come to exchange places with her, let her go to the doctor, and you come as a hostage, what do you think?"

Mitchell and the police officer who brought the water exclaimed at the same time: "No!"

"I'll be your hostage, will you really let her go?" Deng Kaiwen asked calmly.

"Kevin! Don't!"

"Of course I let her go! Haha, what use is a bitch to me? Isn't the life of the SWAT captain worth more to your fellow snipers?" Stanley hissed like a viper When I got up, the voice sounded chilling: "But you can think clearly, the needle in my hand is not an ordinary needle, do you know why this bitch has not dared to move since just now?"

"Kevin...don't come here..." Sinia's weak voice sounded intermittently: "That needle... those drug dealers just used it to take drugs... ah!"

Stanley strangled her neck viciously: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Everyone was shocked at the same time!

The needles of drug addicts are very dangerous, especially that Jim who made a deal with Stanley tonight!The police have suspected that he is an HIV carrier for a long time!

If you are pierced by a needle, even if you only scratch a little skin, you may be infected with AIDS!

Mitchell yelled: "Kevin don't go there! Come back!!"

Deng Kaiwen's footsteps paused, and he stood a few steps away from Stanley, with no emotion in his voice, as natural as his usual speech: "As long as you let go of Xinia, then I promise you."

"Kevin!!"

Stanley laughed wildly again, and said out of breath while laughing: "Deng Kaiwen, you are such a wonderful person, I am so amazed, should I say you are soft-hearted and kind-hearted, or are you brave and foolhardy?...Okay , since you took the initiative to ask to be a hostage, then I can't give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." He let go of Xinia with one hand, and pointed the needle directly at Deng Kaiwen: "You, come here!"