Chapter Six Hundred and Forty-Four Attack, Explosion, Yell

Selena had set off ten minutes ago, driving the gray-colored matching car to check the surrounding situation of the headquarters, and determined that there were no large-scale hidden gangsters.

At this time, three cars with no paint, no signs, or even portable police lights came out of the underground parking lot of the headquarters.

They didn't stick together, the first black Toyota sedan was fifty meters ahead and the final grey Honda sedan was more than twenty meters behind.

In the middle gray-blue modern SUV, Luke and a SWAT team member sat in the back seat.

Luke only saw this SWAT player named Sanchez once, when he was dealing with the middle-aged fat man who wanted to kill himself with a shake shake burger.

Noticing Luke's curious eyes, she also turned her head: "what?"

Luke shrugged: "My curiosity, after all, this mission is still very dangerous."

That's right, the SWAT player whose full name is Chris Sanchez is a Hispanic woman.

Unlike Selena, her facial features are a little tougher, her lips are plump and sexy, and her chest is not much worse than that of Lena.

Overall, she is still a great beauty.

In particular, the corners of her mouth always seem to be pursed, with a slight downward curve.

Let her face also bring a free and easy and teasing look.

Hearing Luke's words, she rolled her eyes slightly: "How many non-dangerous missions does SWAT have?"

With her seemingly teasing expression, there was a strange charm in those eyes.

Luke chuckled lightly: "The armored vehicle, helicopter and machine guns all came out in the afternoon. Do you usually need to deal with this kind of gangster?"

Sanchez snorted: "Well, I may not have met."

Most of the time, SWAT deploys the first two gears to deal with bandits, not bandits use them to attack SWAT.

Secondly SWAT is the city police, not the army.

Fighting gangsters with machine guns in the city is an exaggeration in itself.

SWAT's armored vehicles are mainly to break through obstacles and cover team members to advance,

Helicopters are also watching the situation at a high altitude and coordinating command.

They don't have machine guns on them, and they can get a few people on them to support them with rifles.

Even though Harrison, the co-pilot in front, was tense, he couldn't help but murmured in his heart when he heard this conversation: "You kid, don't you have a preference for Latinos, and you still want to hook up with my teammates?"

Moreover, Sanchez has met a lot of gangsters, and he has also met those with machine guns, at most not on armored vehicles and helicopters. Is she also interested in Luke?

But the thought just flashed through Harrison's mind.

SWAT and the serious crime team are not in the same department. How the two want to hook up is a private matter, and he has no right or interest to interfere.

Between Luke and Sanchez was a man in ordinary clothes and a black hood.

Hearing Luke's conversation, he suddenly said, "You Americans are the most greedy. As long as you have money, you can do anything."

Luke looked as usual, but Sanchez drank impatiently: "Shut up, you killed our two colleagues."

The man with the hood sneered: "The police should all be damned."

Harrison said impatiently: "Skywalker, give him some greetings."

Luke laughed: "No problem, Brother Hong."

Saying that, he bent his elbows and slammed it against the hooded man's stomach.

The man in the hood was speechless immediately, and was busy gasping for breath.

Luke wasn't heavy this time, but the beating made his stomach sore, and he didn't feel angry if he wanted to speak.

Sanchez looked at Luke's smiling expression, and immediately raised the danger level of this guy in his heart.

If Luke showed anger or something, she didn't care.

But Luke didn't seem to be angry, but he didn't hesitate to clean up the hooded man's behavior, which made her have a bad premonition.

Luke took his time to retract his elbow, as if he didn't hit him just now.

At this moment, he was carrying two headsets, one received the situation on Harrison's side, and the other received real-time news from Selena's side.

Now everyone has traveled for a while, but it is still in the most prosperous circle in the urban area, which is also the most dangerous place.

In this environment, people with a heart can launch a three-dimensional attack from any position on both sides of the street, from top to bottom, from left to right, and it is difficult to defend.

The three cars drove to an intersection, and car No. 1 passed the intersection, just at the red light.

The second car that Luke was in could only stop across two cars.

Car No. 1 drove across the street not far, and found a gap on the street to stop, waiting for the two cars behind.

Luke's eyes slowly glanced left and right.

This is a chaotic area, with various street gangsters and homeless roaming the streets at night.

Some are peddling weed and medicine, some are begging, and some are just silently smoking or eating food rummaged in the trash.

Here are the scars under the glossy epidermis in Los Angeles.

Hidden in the sun, they are so conspicuous in the dark that they cannot be erased or cured.

Harrison reminded on the walkie-talkie: "Be vigilant, the robbery here is not..."

boom!

A loud bang.

Luke's eyes froze, he turned his head to look behind, and saw that the No. 3 car, which was dragged more than 20 meters behind, was blown over and rolled over.

Harrison was stunned, but immediately said, "Luke, go and see what's going on with the No. 3 car."

Everyone in the team is basically jeans, sweatpants, slacks, and oversized shirts to cover up the bulletproof vests and firearms on their bodies.

But Luke's appearance is the least aggressive, and it is not easy to arouse the suspicion of those around him.

Luke responded: "Be careful."

While this response may seem silly, it can't be helped.

No one dares to leave a colleague whose life and death are uncertain and run away, and it is rumored that it will destroy the character and reputation.

Luke dared not, and even less did Captain Harrison.

It is not uncommon for leaders who have lost their hearts, especially front-line leaders, to be shot in the back by their subordinates one day.

Luke hurried to car number three, but most of his attention was still on car number two, Harrison.

But it wasn't until he walked to the No. 3 car and started to check the situation of several SWAT players in the car, the mutation finally happened.

"Ah~" a long growl sounded.

The glass of the second car suddenly cracked, and it burst with a bang in less than a second.

Luke turned sharply and raised his head, looking somewhere on the side of the road, but couldn't see anyone.

He kept on walking, and after a few steps rushed to the No. 2 car, he felt his head swell.

An incomparably huge roar rushed into his head, as if there was a loud sound in a nightclub suddenly, his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were faintly darkened.

But the headset he brought was an electronic radio, which would automatically filter out high-decibel noise, but it was ineffective at the moment.

He was suspicious and took two steps back.

At this moment, a short figure suddenly sprang from the street, opened the right rear door, and dragged Sanchez and the hooded man out of the back seat.

The man ignored Sanchez at all, pulled the man in the hood up and ran to the side.

As the man moved, the roar suddenly stopped.