Kai and his team kept their car at a distance from the Haitians, and they had to make sure not to alert them. The Haitians are not the focus, they are just incidental. The Chicago Police Department's goal has always been clear, and that is Tapia's money!
"The target is driving into the Cardion parking lot. Please note that the target is driving into the Cardion parking lot. All units immediately surround the entrances and exits of the parking lot! Repeat, surround the entrances and exits of the parking lot!"
Cadion Car Park is a multi-storey car park with six floors and thousands of parking spaces.
Mike heard the report on the intercom and immediately picked up the intercom: "Vulture! Vulture! This is the black cat here!"
"Vulture received, on its way to its destination."
"Let the vultures keep an eye on them and shoot if necessary!" The commander of this operation was not the big bosses sitting in the office, but Kai, the new police sergeant who had been on the job for less than a month. First of all, the situation on site is ever-changing. Remote control command is nonsense, but on-site command is reliable. This is a bit realistic. Those big guys are not willing to take responsibility. This is in the city center. If something happens, it will definitely be a big deal. When the time comes, throw the little pawn like Kai outside, and the big guys can naturally sit back and relax.
"clear!"
About three minutes later, the helicopter code-named Vulture suddenly transmitted unexpected news.
"Report, we have arrived at the predetermined location... However, we found someone watching on the surrounding buildings!"
"Surveillance? Tapia's people?"
"Not entirely. They don't seem to be in the same group. There are two groups of people monitoring the top floor of the parking lot!"
"Two groups of people?" Kai and Matthew looked at each other in confusion after hearing the news. "What's going on? Is there anyone else staring there besides Tapia?"
"What should we do? Do we want to ask for instructions?" Marcus asked hesitantly.
Kai thought about it for a while and said to Mike: "Call Theresa and ask her what's going on?"
But before Mike picked up the phone, another news came from the Vulture.
"Attention all units, attention all units, there is a firefight on the top floor of the parking lot! Haitians are exchanging fire with others!"
Okay, no need to make the call now. At this time, their car happened to be parked downstairs in the parking lot.
"Let's go!" Kai pulled out his gun, checked the bullets in the magazine, then pushed the accelerator to the end, and their broken car rushed into the driveway of the parking lot!
The three Matthews also began to organize their equipment.
Just as they were driving to the third floor, a black SUV without the left front door suddenly rushed past them. If Kai hadn't reacted quickly, the two cars would have almost collided with each other, but even so, their rear The sight glass still hit each other and flew out.
In this brief glimpse, Marcus saw someone he knew very well in the driver's seat of the car.
"Sydney?"
"Who?" Mike only had time to say one word before several more cars rushed down from the building. It was that group of Haitians. These people were all crazy. They didn't even look at the people in Kai's car. They only saw that they were blocking the road, so they raised their hands and fired a hail of bullets at him.
"Farke!"
A group of people immediately lowered their heads to avoid the bullets. The bullet hit the front of the car, not only shattering the windshield, but also punching more than a dozen bullet holes in the hood. The Haitians also took advantage of this and almost rushed over.
"Quick! Chase him! Chase him!" Marcus shouted crazily. "It's Sydney! It's Sydney!"
Kai immediately turned the steering wheel wildly, reversed the car, then kicked the accelerator and chased him out. Only then did Mike have a chance to speak.
"Who did you just say?"
"Sydney! It's Sydney!"
"Your sister?" Kai had met Sydney and was deeply impressed by the long-legged black beauty. At least he had never seen a brother and sister who looked so different...Sydney was almost 1.8 meters tall, but Ma Kus is not even 1.7 meters tall. Sydney has a bigger frame and would look bulky if she were fatter. But Marcus is thin and short, and is so small...
"Hey, man, what is your sister doing here? Partying?" Mike shouted at the top of his lungs as he stretched his pistol out of the car and fired.
"How the hell do I know!" Marcus shouted a little desperately. He always thought that his sister was working as a clerk in Miami and came back to vacation with them this time. "Hurry up and catch up! Those Haitian nuggets are shooting at my sister! Those beach boys are actually shooting at my sister?! I'm going to take out their intestines and stuff them into their assholes!"
Just when the two black brothers were extremely excited, Kai drove the car slowly to the side of the road.
"Hey, brother! What are you doing?" Marcus was going crazy. He actually stopped the car at this time?
Kai said helplessly: "I really want to catch up, but... we have to change to another car."
The bullets from the Haitians just hit the engine or something else, and the car could no longer hold on. They were still on the second floor at this time.
Marcus and Mike looked at each other, and then shouted in unison: "What should we do?"
Matthew also looked over and said, "Should we call someone to send a car over?"
Now it was Kai's turn to be speechless. He had someone send a car over at this damn time, and the day lilies were already cold.
"We're in the parking lot...why worry about the car?"
The three people immediately realized, this is a parking lot, there is no other vehicle management department!
Then several people immediately ran to the nearest sports car. It was a very nice car, a silver Ferrari 575M, F1 transmission, 6-speed semi-automatic, V-12 engine, 4-wheel computer-controlled shock absorbers, and hydraulic load-sensing proportional valve. The performance is as impressive as the price.
Marcus was the most anxious. He ran to the car first, and then...then stood still.
Mike caught up and saw that Marcus didn't respond, and immediately shouted: "Hey, brother, what are you waiting for? Open it quickly!"
Unexpectedly, Marcus turned his head and said to Mike with a bad look on his face: "I don't know how to steal a car at all..."
"Are you kidding me? As a black man, you can't steal a car?"
Mike knew the details about Marcus. He also came from a public housing estate in the South District. There was no kid there who couldn't steal a car once he or she turned sixteen.
Unexpectedly, Marcus asked plausibly: "Then can you?"
Now it's Mike's turn to get stuck. Their family is rich, why does he need to steal a car? Whichever car you like, just buy it.
Fortunately, Matthew rushed over. Matthew was always ruthless and didn't say much. He smashed the car window with the butt of his gun, opened the door, pulled out the wire with an unusual smoothness, started the engine with two clicks, and started from smashing the car window. It only took five seconds to start, and the two black men next to me were dumbfounded.
Kai also came over at this time carrying a weapon box, and was almost furious when he saw the car chosen by these two people.
Why is this car a two-seater...how to divide it among 4 people?
So Kai left Matthew to Mike and asked him to find another car, and then he took Marcus and chased him in the car.
Mike, who was left where he was, asked Matthew a little confused.
"You're actually a black man, right?"
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Driving a stolen Ferrari, Kai drove Marcus to catch up with him.
"Ahhhhhhhh, I think we can slow down a little bit. I don't want my sister to get into a car accident and burp up first before I can save her."
"Shut up!" Kai was so impressed with Marcus's nonsense. This guy would never stop talking no matter what time or place he was. Kai was convinced that his wife and Mike absolutely loved him. If someone else had killed him, they would have killed him. . Kai pulled out an Uzi submachine gun and threw it to Marcus. This short gun was easier to control in the car.
"Why do you have everything?"
Kai didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
He quickly caught up with the Haitians. There were seven cars in total. The five cars in front were chasing the black SUV, and the other two cars were trailing behind. Kai stepped on the accelerator and immediately inserted himself between the two cars. Originally, according to his assumption, Marcus should have fired at this time.
As a result, this guy got into trouble again. He took out his police badge and shouted at the Haitians: "CPD! Stop the car!!!"
? ? ?
Kai said hello, what the hell! At least these Haitians have been shot out and loaded with white bullets. Are you trying to scare them with police badges?
Sure enough, the Haitians on both sides were stunned for a moment, then decisively pulled out their guns and shot at Kai and the others.
If Kai hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, the police department would have had to prepare a funeral for Marcus, an idiot. "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you showing him the police badge? They have guns, shoot him!!!"
"Oh oh oh!"
Marcus was completely at a loss what to do about his sister. In his world, his sister should be a beautiful and smart girl. She was the pride of the family and the only college student in their family.
Marcus's mother is a strange woman. She lives in a gang-ridden slum, and her two husbands have run away. She is raising a son and a daughter by herself, but yet she educates her children to become police officers... This It's all thanks to his mother who didn't allow them to do illegal things since they were young, and allowed them to be useful people instead of taking to the streets and becoming bad people like their cousins.
His sister has been smart and well-behaved since she was a child, so she is naturally better protected. He never imagined that one day he would be holding a gun and having a drive-by shootout with a group of Haitians in downtown Chicago.
Kai once again caught up with the Haitians, and this time Marcus did not get into any trouble. He picked up the Uzi submachine gun and fired at the Haitians' car.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!
The Haitian guy who was driving was hit in the head by a bullet, and the three remaining people in the car were also shot to varying degrees. After the car lost control, it hit the rear of a garbage truck parked on the roadside.
bump!
The chassis of the garbage truck was originally relatively high, and the Haitian's car was traveling very fast, so the collision would have been fatal.
They plunged into the bottom of the garbage truck, and the upper part of their cab was directly cut off by the rear chassis of the garbage truck. Pedestrians on the roadside only saw a lot of blood and the cut-off roof of the car. As for the people inside... It has probably become a meatloaf.
On the other side, Kai was a little more civilized. He didn't look like an adult at all. He just pulled out his pistol and shot the tire of the car on his side.
The car lost control instantly and crashed into a fire hydrant on the roadside. The huge impact completely deformed the front of the car. The two Haitians sitting in the front of the car obviously did not have the habit of wearing seat belts. The huge inertia caused them to crash. They flew out of the front windshield and onto the pavement. It could be seen from their twisted limbs that even if they could be revived, they would probably not be able to get out of bed in this life. As for the two guys in the back seat, Kai didn't see clearly what happened to them, but they probably weren't much better.
Alas, the driving is irregular, and my loved ones are in tears. Remember, you must wear a seat belt when driving, it can save lives.
After taking out the two cars, Kai immediately accelerated and tried again, but before he could catch up, he heard loud noises coming from ahead.
It turned out that Marcus's sister Sydney's car hit a car at the intersection ahead, causing a series of car accidents. The five Haitian cars were not spared. They were driving too fast. As soon as they stepped on the brakes, they hit other cars head-on, and then other cars hit them.
In this way, the Haitians and Sydney were trapped in the center of the car accident.
Seeing this scene, Kai naturally wouldn't crash into it stupidly. Instead, he immediately got out of the car, turned the car sideways, and then unscrewed an AAC "Honey Badger" short barrel rifle from the weapon box. But unfortunately, Kai couldn't shoot yet because there were too many civilians at the scene, especially at the scene of the car accident, and some civilians had not evacuated.
In this case, if Kai and Marcus fired, even if they didn't hit a single civilian, they would still have to take the blame when they returned home. So they could only hide behind their cars and wait for civilians to evacuate.
"Get out of there! Quick! Get out of there!" Marcus shouted to the surrounding pedestrians while raising his submachine gun and pointing it at the Haitian cars.
Kai and Marcus were concerned about the safety of civilians, but the Haitians didn't care.
After the Haitians got out of the car in a daze, they immediately shot at Kai and the others.
A series of bullets hit the Ferrari 575M worth $300,000, which made Marcus twitch in pain. He felt that his bonus was going to be wasted. The procedures they used to requisition the car were illegal. Although the police station would not deny the account, they didn't want the police department to pay them any more bonuses.
Kai was very calm. He leaned against the car, picked up a broken mirror from the ground, and observed the situation on the other side through the reflection of the mirror.
Under the heavy gunfire, the people of Chicago were still very experienced. They held their heads and quickly hid in the buildings on both sides of the intersection.
When the civilians were almost gone, Kai jumped out from behind the car. He didn't care about the Haitians' bullets. He raised the muzzle of his gun and shot at the Haitians. Kai moved his body slightly forward, adjusted his center of gravity between his legs, and advanced while shooting. When the bullets in the magazine were almost full, he pressed the magazine release button to let the magazine fall freely, and from the tactical He took out a new magazine from the vest and inserted it into the receiver. The whole action did not pause at all, and the shooting action did not stop, as if changing the magazine did not affect the shooting at all.
Kai's hit rate was high, his movements were smooth and fast, and Marcus was constantly covering with a submachine gun. He was able to beat more than a dozen Haitians until they couldn't even lift their heads.
Also taking this opportunity, Sydney, who was trapped at the scene of the car accident, actually started the car again, knocked away the car blocking the road in front, and escaped again.
Seeing the target of their trip escape, the Haitians became anxious.
But the problem is that they were restrained by Kai and Marcus, and people kept getting shot and falling down. If they turned around and chased Sydney at this time, they would be selling their backs to the police.
It was also at this time that the Haitian gang boss, the witch Aunt Pratt, who had never appeared, finally appeared. She was wearing a yellow traditional Haitian costume, and with her fat figure, she looked like corn had grown into sperm.
This old woman didn't care at all about the hail of bullets in front of her. She walked calmly and calmly to the middle of the gunfight and started dancing. While dancing rhythmically, she chanted some incantations that no one could understand. Kai immediately sensed something was wrong, raised the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at her, and fired three rounds.
The old witch seemed to sense it and raised her head to look in Kai's direction. She let out a sharp and piercing scream, held her hands to her mouth and blew out a strong breath. A black smoke appeared out of thin air along with the strong wind. For a moment, It covers the entire surrounding area, and bullets fired into it immediately become silent.
"God, what is that?"
Marcus had no idea what had just happened.
"Whatever it is! Maybe it's a smoke bomb from Haiti. We chase immediately and we can't let them run away!"
The smoke had no other effect besides blocking the vision. At least Kai never sensed any danger, so he immediately rushed in, intending to leave all these people behind.
As a result, he had just rushed into the smoke when he heard the sound of a truck engine starting.
When Kai ran out of the smoke, he saw the Haitians climbed into a commercial transport truck and chased in the direction Sydney left.
