North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

hang up the phone.

Dean glanced at Carlo who threw away his cigarette butt, and said lightly, "Sit down!"

Carlo: "???"

next moment.

Boom~

Under the roar of the engine, the tires made a violent friction sound. After brewing enough power, he rushed out of the spot and inserted into the traffic.

Just over ten minutes later.

The escort car, which had been driving for nearly forty minutes, appeared in front of the two of them.

It is already close to the suburbs of Los Angeles, and the surrounding buildings are much less, but it is still in the downtown area of ​​Los Angeles.

Saw a familiar van.

Carol resisted the rolling stomach, took out a map, quickly locked their current location, and reported to Deanhui: "Head, it's a bit strange, there is only one road leading to the suburbs, and it's the seaside road .”

Along the way of this kind of road, the beach and people who come out to play are indispensable.

This is against the principle of concealment.

Because once an accident occurs, it is likely to affect innocent citizens and make things worse.

on the contrary.

Even if the escort vehicle is robbed on the way, as long as a few innocent citizens are not killed, then things can be in a detourable situation, and the items can be recovered slowly.

Listen to Carlo's report.

Dean showed a natural look.

The object of Eve's suspicion is the current deputy team of the Drug Enforcement Division.

The other party was supposed to be the candidate to be promoted to the captain, but he was airborne by Eve, who was related to him.

Then, taking advantage of Eve's unstable heel, making things happen, and at the same time making a profit, pulling down Eve is undoubtedly the best choice.

So what will the other party do?

Dean first looked at the black Fuka behind the truck.

According to the information sent back from the monitoring controlled by Little Mike, this Fuka is most likely the armed escort force for the shipment of prohibited goods, with 2-4 armed guards hidden, and it is also for supervision and to prevent internal members of the anti-drug department from guarding themselves!

Dealing with drugs for so many years.

The anti-narcotics department's system is actually very complete.

In this case, how can the deputy team that Eve talks about guard against himself?

The speed of the truck is not fast.

It was approaching afternoon.

There is very little traffic on the road.

Crossing another bridge, the truck will leave the confines of downtown Los Angeles and drive onto a suburban highway.

at this time.

Dean's eyes were fixed, he turned his car into the side of the road and stopped, and pushed Carlo, who hadn't reacted yet: "Take your weapon and get out of the car!"

"ah?"

Carlo looked forward in bewilderment.

I saw that at the intersection before entering the bridge, there was little traffic and pedestrians scattered in twos and threes, which seemed normal.

But out of trust in Dean.

He still obediently clenched the pistol in his hand and left from the co-pilot.

Carlo just got out of the car.

On the bridge, out of sight, a jet-black funeral car suddenly appeared, driving from a lower blind spot to the end of the bridge. In front of and behind the car, there were two mighty riders wearing standard body armor and fully armed. The police, one behind the other, guarded the dark funeral car and opened the way.

With this posture, people couldn't help but stop and look at it.

See this scene.

Carlo looked at Dean in surprise: "Boss, your eyesight is too strong. This is the first time I've seen a mounted policeman clear the way for a funeral car. Did some important person die?"

Dean silently took out the pistol at his waist: "Carlo, tell me, when the mounted police will be on duty to clear the way, will they be wearing 'Kevlar' body armor?"

heard the words.

Carlo looked at it calmly, but his pupils constricted violently.

The scene ahead has changed again!

At this time, the funeral car had already got off the bridge and stopped at the intersection opposite the escort truck of the 'Anti-Narcotics Division'.

at this time.

A red sports car, out of control, suddenly slammed into the back of the funeral car, brushed against the position of the mounted police behind, and slammed into the back of the funeral car.

The mounted policeman next to him was taken aback.

He quickly took out his pistol and pointed to the inside of the red sports car, but he didn't know what he saw. He quickly put down the pistol and gestured to the colleague who got off the car in front, as if he had confirmed that it was just an unexpected rear-end collision.

influenced by.

The truck that was supposed to pass missed the green light, and the car that had just started stopped again.

This scene also caught the truck driver's attention!

As a member of the anti-narcotics team.

Although their style is very bad, after all, they have received professional training. In terms of vigilance, they are not comparable to those ordinary gang members.

The moment the truck stopped.

Immediately, two strong men got out of the black Fuka in the back and walked towards the funeral car in front.

Probably because of the clothes on the two mounted policemen.

The two didn't draw their guns directly. They probably wanted to inquire about the situation and make sure there was no danger.

But this has also become the last memory of the two.

next moment.

The driver of the funeral car who opened the car window to watch the excitement suddenly took out a short ammo that was slightly bigger than an adult's palm and equipped with a long magazine, and fired at the two strong men!

Without saying a word, the two of them instantly turned into sieves and fell to the ground.

Miserable screams came from the mouths of pedestrians on both sides of the road.

A few young men and women, rolling and crawling, rushed to the next building and climbed down immediately. Even an old woman with white hair on crutches exploded with life potential, jumping and jumping, and escaped from this moment The crossroads of the battlefield.

But neither side cared about these innocent citizens.

In the moment of driving.

The two mounted policemen took out the same style of short assault vehicles, and immediately suppressed the truck and Fuka, which were about ten meters away, at the same time, the black funeral car also rammed into the truck to prevent it from escaping. .

The cooperation of all these is simple and efficient.

The truck driver still wanted to struggle, but bumped into Fuka behind him.

Wait until the funeral car hits.

It's too late.

"FK, what they are holding is the Devil's Claw of Death!"

Carlo's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but swear when he watched the escorts of the Anti-Drug Department rushing to the street in less than a minute!

This kind of short punch, the full name of which is the MAC-10 submachine gun, was strictly prohibited from sale a few years ago because of its lethality.

Under the cover of this firepower.

With only two small pistols.

Carlo thought that if he and Dean rushed out now, they would only be on the death list, adding two more people!

Dean was also surprised by these gangsters.

He was not surprised by the opponent's firepower configuration, but by the coordination and efficiency of the opponent's walking.

Someone is suppressing fire.

Someone was shooting with precise aim.

But as long as someone changes the magazine, someone keeps the fire uninterrupted.

This requires a strong attack with rhythm!

The identities of this group of people are definitely not simple, and they have a very strong military style!

The configuration of the anti-narcotics department is poor, there is no chance to shoot, and all of them are turned into sieves.

This made Dean confused.

These people are all members of the Second Squadron and Deputy Squadron of the Drug Enforcement Division.

Even to frame Eve.

There's no need to do it so badly, right?

The younger brothers are all dead.

Even if he takes the position, the position will not be secure!

"Fuck, isn't this meeting a real robber?"

Dean licked his lips.

do not care!

True or false, kill first and then talk!

Dean patted Carlo and issued an order through gestures: "You stand here to attract firepower, and I will turn around from the side and kill them all!"

Carlo's eyes widened.

His lips twitched, wanting to say something, persuading the boss he had just met.

Dean didn't give him a chance, and under the cover of the roadside vehicles, like a lizard, he retreated to a further distance from the intersection, then pretended to be a panicked passerby, and ran towards the building across the road.

"FK!"

see.

A ruthless look flashed in Carlo's eyes, he quickly scanned the nearby bunkers, took out his pistol, and aimed it forward.

at this time.

The group of disguised robbers was going to the truck, picking up the corpses.

One of the mounted policemen saw a frightened passerby running across the road fifty or sixty meters away, grinned, turned his gun, and was about to press the trigger.

next moment.

bang~

A bullet left a bullet mark after hitting the truck compartment not far from him.

"At eleven o'clock, someone shot!"

With a roar, the mounted policeman aimed at Dean's muzzle, and immediately fired at Carlo's bunker with precision.

Poor Carlo, he was so overwhelmed by the powerful firepower that he didn't dare poke his head out.

The other mounted policeman had already quickly ran towards the side of the road.

There is very little dead space in that position.

As long as two people double-team.

It's easy to get rid of the opponent.

at this time.

Rooftops in the distance.

A man with a gloomy complexion noticed the scene below through the lens, and was about to urge his companions to speed up, when suddenly his pupils shrank and he spoke quickly, "At four o'clock, there is another person who is already ten meters away! "

while speaking.

He turned the gun and pulled the trigger straight away.

Sniping is not random aiming.

A little mistake, after the bullet flies hundreds of meters, there will be a large deviation.

Men don't want to shoot hastily, they can hit that scary man who sprints fast, they just hope that their bullets can scare the opponent and buy time for their companions to react.

next moment.

Something even more frightening happened under the sniper's vision lock.

I saw the man running like a cheetah, if he felt it, he leaped into the air, holding a gun with both hands and shooting at the same time, barely wiped a bullet that shot through the car window behind him, and landed smoothly.

That is.

If you don't speed up just now.

Your own shot can hit the opponent!

Before the sniper recovered from his horror, he discovered an even more terrifying scene.

Accompanied by the gunman to the ground.

My two experienced companions fell to the ground without a word under the protection of their entire body.

they died

Dean takes out both shooters with ease.

Glancing ferociously at the distant building, the pistol kept on, and interrupted the limbs of the robber who wanted to start the truck. After confirming that there was no one in the funeral car in front, he rushed towards the distant building without the slightest hesitation!

Four people, two assaulters, one sniper, and one driver.

This is a standard unit of action.

For this professional team.

Dean adheres to one principle: kill everything!

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