Jimmy is still collecting information while on patrol, and the DEA team unexpectedly did not withdraw. I thought they would leave after collecting the information and fish for the big fish in the long run. Looking at this posture, they probably want to first The target has been achieved.
Jimmy was on his way back to the police station when he just found a pickup truck with a serpentine shape. The pickup truck looked quite Iraqi, and it was probably a few years old.
Jimmy turned on the lights and siren to stop him. Fortunately, although the driver was drunk, at least he did not provoke the police and parked the car honestly on the side of the road. However, his brain obviously could not direct his arms, and when the car stopped, he only Leaning on the shoulder of the road.
Jimmy confirmed with the dispatch center that there was no problem with the license plate number. He got out of the police car and went to the cab of the pickup truck. The window of the pickup truck was open, and inside there was a muscular middle-aged fat man sitting shirtless in the driver's seat. He just looked dazed, maybe. After parking the car, I sat in a daze for a while, feeling like I was about to fall asleep.
There was a strong smell of alcohol coming from the car window. Jimmy asked him casually and asked him to get out of the car. In this case, it was no longer necessary to do a sobriety test. The driver was still swaying after getting out of the car, as if he might fall down at any time. .
How much did you drink? Jimmy asked as usual, and then asked him to take out his mobile phone and notify family or friends to drive away the pickup truck. As for the driver himself, he had to go back with Jimmy. There was a large-scale alcohol test at the police station. The instrument, the exhalation type, is much more accurate than the small handheld one.
The driver was also very cooperative. Jimmy handcuffed him and then took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket. Jimmy asked who would be needed to help with the driving and then called the designated number.
"Hello, Mr. Rex, I am the Pulaski County Sheriff. Mr. Harvey Fletcher will be taken back to the police station for an alcohol test due to serious drunk driving. He appointed you to drive away his pickup truck. Do you have time to come over now?"
"Of course, please tell me the location."
"About the intersection of Woodsgate Road and Woodland Trail, how long would it take you?"
"Oh, it's not far there, about a quarter of an hour. Can you trouble the police officer to wait for me over there? It won't take you too long."
"OK, I'm waiting for you here, please come over as soon as possible."
Jimmy hung up the phone and then conducted a body search on Harvey. The items found were kept in a sealed bag, mainly mobile phone wallet keys.
Jimmy put Harvey Fletcher in the back seat, closed the door, and smoked on the curb while watching the traffic.
Ten minutes later, a van came from the side and parked behind the police car. A man got out from the passenger seat. He was a young man, looking about 30 years old, with a crew cut, a gray T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of high-top shoes. Jimmy suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He opened his mind and glanced at the truck, and couldn't help but feel nervous.
There were 4 people in the car, one driver was normal, and the remaining 3 were in the car. They all obviously had weapons in their hands. It looked like a long gun and 2 pistols. The back door of the truck was opened to a small gap. The three of them were in the car. get off.
The young man came over and extended his hand to shake Jimmy's hand. "Hello, officer, this is Rex. Can I see Harvey?"
Jimmy reached out and shook his hand, then pointed to the back seat of the police car, "He's in there, but he looks drunk and has fallen asleep."
Rex leaned against the door of the back seat of the police car, took a look to make sure Harvey was asleep, then stood up and said to Jimmy, "Thank you, officer, I'm going to drive."
When Rex was passing by Jimmy, he suddenly reached out to grab Jimmy's arm. Jimmy had been on guard against him, so he stepped away and kicked Rex in the leg. Jimmy backed up to the front of the police car, while Rex Falling towards the grass by the roadside.
Immediately after the gunfire, the people in the truck leaned out from behind the truck and shot Jimmy.
Because he had observed the situation in the car in advance, Jimmy sat directly on the ground when he was in the front of the car, so that his body was blocked by the front of the car as much as possible, then he took out his M686 and shot Rex in the leg.
Rex is the one who poses the greatest threat to Jimmy because he is directly facing Jimmy, while the others are behind the police car, some distance away from Jimmy.
Just now, Jimmy had carefully made sure that there were no protruding weapons on Rex. Perhaps to gain his trust or to prevent being searched by Jimmy, Rex put all the weapons on his body in the car before getting out of the car. Now that one leg is shot, Rex, who has no other weapons, will basically not pose a threat to Jimmy. There is a distance of about 3 meters between them. According to Rex's state, it is unlikely that he can crawl towards Jimmy. Launch an attack.
Jimmy pressed the intercom and contacted the dispatch center, "The police opened fire and a gunfight broke out. The intersection of Woodsgate Road and Woodland Trail was surrounded by 5 gangsters. Requesting support. It's over."
Jimmy just reported once and then stopped without repeating the call. He was already following the three people coming down from the truck with his mind. Two people were holding pistols on the right side and one was holding a long gun on the left side. Although Jimmy's position had an engine. Blocking it is safer in theory, but it can't withstand attacks from both sides.
It was too late to shout again at this time, and the dispatch center's request to repeat was ignored by Jimmy.
Jimmy switched the M686 to his left hand, pulled out the Beretta 92F with his right hand, fired a few shots at the two people on his right to suppress them, then raised the M686 with his left hand above his head and hood, and pointed towards the person holding the long gun on the left The enemy fired two shots. Because his left hand was not his dominant hand, his shooting movements were awkward. He could only shoot roughly towards the opponent and did not accurately hit the enemy's vital points. However, he was lucky and one of his shots hit the enemy's right arm.
Let’s temporarily abandon the person on the left. After being shot, the enemy on the left retreated directly behind the police car. He was grabbing his right arm with his left hand, hanging the gun on his body with a strap, and swinging it around. There was basically no threat.
The two people on the right had already reached the car door. Jimmy directly emptied the 92F bullets in his right hand. Although his mind could accurately locate the opponent's position, it was really difficult for him to extend his arms and forcefully fold the front handle of the car towards the enemy. I didn’t practice, I emptied the magazine, and I didn’t hit a single hit.
At this time, Jimmy was still sitting on the ground. The shooting he had just fired at the enemy on the right was still effective. Both of them were forced back to the back of the police car. One of them put away his pistol and shot from the enemy on the left. After getting the spear, the other person took out the enemy's belt on the left and tied it on his arm as a tourniquet.
Jimmy saw three people at the back of the car, and he quickly got up. Rex, who had fallen to the ground on the left side, had now climbed to a parallel position at the back of the police car, a little far away from Jimmy. So far, except for one Rex, no one else has seen the front. Jimmy completely relies on his mind's eye and faith shooting to push them back.
Jimmy pressed the intercom, "Repeat, gunfight, intersection of Woodsgate Road and Woodland Trail, back up needed. Over."
