Chapter 618 Maybe, He Wants to Kill Himself?

The two team members smiled bitterly, and before they wanted to speak, they heard a clamor from a bungalow not far away.

"I have a gun. Give me ten shake shack mushroom burgers, and ten chicken hot dogs, and ten bacon and cheese fries! By the way, give me a dozen Coronas, and cigarettes..." Bungalow From the window, a man with a double-barreled shotgun shouted.

Everyone looked at each other.

Harrison was silent for a moment before he said suspiciously, "This guy... wants to commit suicide?"

The two players nodded silently.

"Is he like someone who wants to kill himself?" Harrison scolded.

Luke pondered for two seconds: "Perhaps, he wants to hold himself to death?"

Crowd: ...you're right.

Harrison scolded and asked casually, "Didn't you buy him this damn food and let him kill himself?"

The team member smiled bitterly: "Captain, that's shake sha OUT, where are we going to buy this for him?"

Harrison: "What's going on? Isn't it a hamburger?"

Luke coughed lightly and added again: "shake shake is from New York."

"WTF?" Harrison suddenly burst into foul language: "This beep raises a burger from the East Coast on the West Coast? Why doesn't this traitor from the West Coast die!"

Everyone: ... he is not dying, he has not died yet!

Harrison scolded, but returned to the normal rhythm: "What about the negotiator?"

Team member: "It's useless, according to his neighbors, maybe he forgot to take his medicine today?"

Harrison: "He's an addict?"

Player: "No, maybe it's depression or mania or something."

Harrison rolled his eyes: "Did you throw tear gas?"

Team member: "I threw it away, but this guy... is more energetic, and even lit a cigarette for himself."

Luke couldn't help but glance at the guy in front of the window over there,

I noticed that his eyes were red, but he was full of energy.

Is this using tear gas as a hookah?

Harrison: "Then just break the door and rush in!"

Team member: "He threatened to put X-bombs on the door and windows."

Harrison: "bullshxt! Do you believe that too?"

Team member: "Brother Hong, you wrote our action manual."

Harrison was dumbfounded.

Under the circumstance that there are suspected explosives, it is absolutely not allowed to rashly lead the team to give away the head. This is the regulation he wrote in the SWAT manual.

Harrison thought for a moment, then said, "Buy ten burgers and send them to him."

Everyone looked at him, and Jim was surprised: "Captain, what if he really committed suicide?"

Harrison: "Then you fly to New York and buy him that shake shack?"

Jim: "...well, I saw a McDonald's on the corner when I came."

While Jim was going to buy a hamburger, Harrison ordered the team members: "Is "Smiley" here yet?"

"It's here. But do you really need it?" the team member said uncertainly.

Harrison: "When the burgers are delivered, you're like this..."

Luke listened on the side and couldn't help but want to laugh: Is this how your SWATs handle the case?

But the middle-aged man in the room who wanted to kill himself and thus completed his suicide made another request—the hamburger should not have pickled cucumber slices, and two bottles of chili oil should be brought in by the way.

Luke suddenly felt that Harrison's plan was good, otherwise he would want to watch this guy commit suicide.

A few minutes later, Jim, who had bought a hamburger, came back.

Harrison told Jim: "You go deliver the hamburger, and we'll rush in with your gear later. Attention all parties, get ready for action."

"Captain Harrison, can you let me deliver the hamburger?" Luke couldn't help itching. He wanted to get involved in such a fun thing.

Harrison was stunned: "This..."

Luke chuckled: "I'm wearing a double-layer body armor, and I'll wear a bulletproof helmet over there, so no one will know if I cover my face."

Harrison hesitated, but nodded.

Luke's fighting strength is one thing, he's not the kind of person who likes to grab credit.

In the robbery just now, Luke said the driver and took himself out.

The credit is second, Harrison doesn't like to deal with the kind of people who care.

Harrison pointed casually: "You give Luke the helmet."

Jim, who just returned from buying a burger, said with a bitter face, "Ah, this..."

Harrison: "You know how to use that thing, wait until you enter the house first."

Jim finally breathed a sigh of relief, hehe smiled: "That's fine."

Luke asked with a smile, "What about the receipt for the hamburger, can you give it to me?"

Jim was inexplicable, but still handed over the receipt: "Here, I'm going to keep the bill."

Luke patted Jim's shoulder and smiled: "Don't worry about reimbursement."

As he said that, he took the receipt, looked at it, and nodded: "Well, five dollars for one, ten for fifty dollars, it's very simple and clear."

"I'll pick whatever I want," Jim replied casually.

Soon, Luke put on the walkie-talkie, carried the hamburger, and walked slowly to the bungalow.

The middle-aged man inside shouted again: "Why only hamburgers? What about the others?"

Luke thought for a while: "It's delivered to you immediately after it's done. You have too many things, and it will take half an hour to do all of them."

The middle-aged man snorted and seemed to agree with this statement: "Put it at the door, hurry up, don't linger."

Luke sweated in his heart: Is your brain circuit abnormal? Don't most people want the police to slow down to avoid surprise attacks?

But then again, when he thinks about the guy using "suicide" to blackmail burgers, chicken hot dogs, bacon and cheese fries, and Corona beer, it makes sense again.

However, his speed is not impatient.

The sudden change in the rhythm of the action may cause problems with Harrison's command, so he should just maintain the previous rhythm.

In the headset, listening to Harrison's order, Luke was also ready.

"Smiley, act." Harrison ordered.

On the side of the bungalow, an armored vehicle lurked slowly. It was specially modified by SWAT. In front of the front of the vehicle was a ramming angle like an iron pillar, which was used to break through the outer wall barrier of the house.

There is also a yellow smiley face on the cut surface at the front of the iron pillar, so the code name of this armored vehicle is "Smiley".

Hearing the order, Smiley accelerated, rushed across a small patch of grass, and slammed into the wall of the bungalow with a click.

A metal rod shot out of the metal cylinder temporarily installed on the ram, and four long folded steel bars popped out, clasping a large piece of the wall.

"Smiley, pull!" Jim yelled.

The armored vehicle rumbled backwards, and the four steel bars pulled a large hole two meters in diameter out of the wall.

The middle-aged man who was watching Luke coming from the window, was frightened by the huge noise and shook his hands, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Outside the big hole, SWAT had been ambushed for a long time and rushed in quickly, pounced on the middle-aged man who was dumbfounded.

Luke turned his head to the side, looked at all this from the window, and was speechless: Is this the end? This is so...that's really not fun!