Chapter 360: Speeding and Gunfight (Please Collect, Recommend, and Vote) 4600 Words, Please Recommend!!

Kai and his team kept their distance from the Haitians. They had to make sure not to alert them. →The Haitians were not the focus, they were just incidental. The Chicago Police Department had always had a clear goal, which was Tapia's money!

"The target drove into the Cadion parking lot. Pay attention to the target driving into the Cadion parking lot. All units immediately surrounded the entrances and exits of the parking lot! Repeat, surround the entrances and exits of the parking lot!"

The Cadion parking lot is a multi-storey parking lot with six floors and thousands of parking spaces.

Mike heard the report from the intercom and immediately picked up the intercom: "Vulture! Vulture! This is Black Cat!"

"Vulture received and is heading to the destination."

"Let Vulture keep an eye on them and shoot if necessary!" The commander of this operation was not the big guys sitting in the office, but Kai, the new sheriff who had been in office for less than a month. First, the situation on the scene was ever-changing. It was nonsense to think about remote control. Only on-site command was reliable. Second, it was a bit realistic. Those big guys were unwilling to take responsibility. This is in the city center. If something really happens, it will definitely be a big deal. When the time comes, just throw Kai, a small soldier, out, and the bosses can rest assured.

"Understood!"

After about three minutes, the helicopter codenamed Vulture suddenly sent a surprising message.

"Report, we have arrived at the designated location... However, we found someone monitoring us on the surrounding buildings!"

"Monitoring? Tapia's people?"

"Not all of them, 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 when they heard the news. "What's going on? In addition to Tapia, are there other people watching there?"

"What should we do? Should we ask for instructions?" Marcus asked hesitantly.

Kai thought for a while and said to Mike: "Call Theresa and ask her what's going on?"

But before Mike picked up the phone, Vulture sent another message.

"Attention, all units, attention, there was a firefight on the top floor of the parking lot! The Haitians are exchanging fire with others!"

Well, there is no need to make a call this time. At this time, their car happened to be parked downstairs in the parking lot.

"Let's go!" Kai pulled out his gun, looked at the bullets in the magazine, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and their broken car rushed into the driveway of the parking lot!

Matthew and the other two also began to organize their equipment.

Just as they were clearing the way to the third floor, a black SUV without the left front door suddenly rushed past them. If it weren't for Kai's quick reaction, the two cars almost collided, but even so, their rearview mirrors still hit each other and flew out.

In this fleeting glimpse, Marcus saw a person who was very familiar to him in the driver's seat of the car.

"Sydney?"

"Who?" Mike only had time to say one word, and several more cars rushed down from the upstairs. It was the group of Haitians. These people were all crazy. They didn't even look at who was in Kai's car. They just saw that they were blocking the road, so they raised their hands and swept a volley of bullets over.

"Fuck!"

A group of people immediately lowered their heads to avoid the bullets. The bullet hit the front of the car, not only smashing the windshield, but also punching more than a dozen bullet holes on the hood. The Haitians also took advantage of this and rushed over.

"Quick! Chase! Chase!" Marcus shouted frantically. "It's Sydney! It's Sydney!"

Kai immediately turned the steering wheel wildly, reversed the car, and then stepped on the accelerator to chase. Only then did Mike have a chance to speak.

"Who did you just say?"

"Sydney! It's Sydney!"

"Your sister?" Kai had seen Sydney and was deeply impressed by the long-legged black beauty. At least he had never seen a brother and sister with such a big difference in appearance... Sydney was almost 1.8 meters tall, but Marcus was barely 1.7 meters tall. Sydney had a large frame, and if she was a little fatter, she would look burly, but Marcus was thin and short, a small one...

"Hey, man, what is your sister doing here? Throwing a party?" Mike shouted at the top of his voice while stretching his pistol out of the car to shoot.

"How the hell do I know!" Marcus shouted in despair. He had always thought that his sister was working as a clerk in Miami and that she was coming back to spend the holiday with them. "Hurry up and catch up! Those Haitian guys are shooting at my sister! Those beach guys are actually shooting at my sister? ! ! I'm going to pull out their intestines and stuff them into their asses!"

Just when the two black guys 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 a car."

The bullets of the Haitians just now hit the engine or something else, and the car couldn't 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, "Let's call someone to send a car over?"

Now it was Kai's turn to be speechless. It's too late to send someone to send a car at this time.

"We are in the parking lot... Why should we worry about the car?"

The three of them immediately realized that this is a parking lot, and there is no other car problem!

Then several people immediately ran to the nearest sports car. The car was very good, a silver Ferrari 575M, F1 transmission, 6-speed semi-automatic, V-12 engine, 4-wheel computer-controlled shock absorbers, hydraulic load-sensing proportional valve. The performance and price were as touching.

Marcus was the most anxious. He was the first to run to the car, 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? Hurry up and open it!"

Unexpectedly, Marcus turned his head with a look of badness and said to Mike: "I can't steal a car at all..."

"Are you kidding me? You are a black man and you can't steal a car?"

Mike knew Marcus's background. He also came from a public housing in the South District. There are no children there who can't steal cars after they are over 16 years old.

Unexpectedly, Marcus asked back with confidence: "Then can you?"

Now it was Mike's turn to be stuck. Their family is rich class. Does he need to steal a car? If you like a car, just buy it.

Fortunately, Matthew came over. Matthew was always ruthless and didn't talk much. He smashed the car window with the butt of a gun, opened the car door, unplugged the line very quickly, and started the engine with two clicks. It took less than five seconds from breaking the car window to starting the car, which made the two black people next to him dumbfounded.

Kai also came over with a weapon box at this time. He was almost angry when he saw the car these two people chose.

This car is a two-seater... How to divide it among 4 people?

So Kai threw Matthew to Mike and asked him to find another car, and then he drove with Marcus to chase after him.

Mike, who was left there, asked Matthew a little confused.

"You are actually a black man, right?"

...

Driving a stolen Ferrari, Kai drove Marcus all the way to catch up.

"Ahhhhhh, I think we can go slower. I don't want my sister to be killed in a car accident before she can be saved."

"Shut up!" Kai was fed up with Marcus's chatter. This guy would never stop talking no matter when or where. Kai was sure that his wife and Mike absolutely loved him. If it were someone else, he would have killed him long ago. 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 all that?"

Kai didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

Soon they caught up with the Haitians. There were seven cars in total. The first five cars 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 idea, Marcus should have opened fire at this time.

As a result, this guy did something slappy again. He took out his police badge and shouted to the Haitians: "CPD! Stop!!!"

? ? ?

Kai greeted them with a face full of greetings. Damn it! These Haitians have at least fired their bullets, you are trying to scare them with a police badge?

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 would probably have to prepare a funeral for Marcus, the fool. "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why show him the police badge? They have guns, shoot him!!!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Marcus was completely at a loss for what to do with his sister. In his world, his sister should be a beautiful and smart girl, the pride of the family, and the only college student in their family.

Marcus' mother is a strange woman. She lives in a slum full of gangs, and her two husbands have run away. She is raising a son and a daughter alone, but she has educated her children to be policemen... This is thanks to his mother who never allowed them to get involved in illegal things since childhood and let them be useful people, instead of going to the streets and becoming a bad person like their cousins.

His sister has been smart and well-behaved since she was a child, so she is naturally better protected. He never thought that one day he would have a gun and a group of Haitians in downtown Chicago.

Kai caught up with the Haitians again. This time Marcus did not have any problems. He picked up the Uzi submachine gun and fired at the Haitians' car.

Da da da da da da da da da da!

The Haitian black man who was driving was shot 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 crashed into the rear of the garbage truck parked on the side of the road.

Bang!

The chassis of the garbage truck was originally relatively high, and the Haitian's car was driving fast, so this collision was 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 side of the road only saw a lot of blood and the cut-off roof of the car. As for the people inside... they are probably already meat patties.

On the other side, Kai was a little more civilized. He didn't go to the adults 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 the fire hydrant on the side of the road. The huge impact force completely deformed the front of the car. The two Haitians sitting in the front seat of the car obviously didn't have the habit of wearing seat belts. The huge inertia made them break the front windshield and fly to the sidewalk. From their twisted limbs, it can be seen that even if they can be rescued, they will probably never get out of bed in this life. As for the two guys in the back seat, Kai didn't see their fate clearly, but it shouldn't be much better.

Alas, driving irregularly will bring tears to your loved ones. Remember, you must wear a seat belt when driving, it can save your life.

After killing two cars, Kai immediately accelerated and wanted to make further efforts, but before he could catch up, he heard a series of loud noises coming from the front.

It turned out that Marcus's sister Sydney's car hit a car at the intersection in front, which caused a chain of car accidents. The five Haitians' cars were not spared either. 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 would not stupidly hit it, but immediately got out of the car, turned the car sideways, and then twisted an AAC "Honey Badger" short-barreled rifle from the weapon box. But unfortunately, Kai couldn't shoot yet, because there were too many civilians at the scene, especially in the car accident scene, some civilians had not evacuated.

In this case, if Kai and Marcus shot, even if they didn't hit a civilian, they would still have to take the blame when they went back. So they could only hide behind the car and wait for the civilians to evacuate.

"Get out of there! Quick! Get out of there!" Marcus shouted to the pedestrians around him while raising his submachine gun and aiming at the Haitians' cars.

Kai and Marcus were concerned about the safety of civilians, but the Haitians didn't care about that.

After the Haitians got out of the car in a daze, they immediately shot at Kai and his friends.

A series of bullets hit the Ferrari 575M worth $300,000, and Marcus was heartbroken. He felt that his bonus was going to go down the drain. The procedures they used to requisition the car were illegal. Although the police department would not deny the account, they could forget about asking the police department to give them bonuses.

Kai was very calm. He leaned against the car body, picked up a broken mirror from the ground, and observed the situation on the opposite side through the reflection of the mirror.

Amid the loud gunfire, the people of Chicago were still very experienced. They hugged their heads and quickly hid in the buildings on both sides of the intersection.

When the civilians had almost run away, Kai turned over and jumped out from behind the car, ignoring the bullets of the Haitians, and raised the muzzle to shoot at the Haitians. Kai's body moved forward slightly, adjusting the center of gravity between his legs, shooting and moving forward. When the bullets in the magazine were almost used up, he pressed the magazine release button to let the magazine fall freely, and took out a new magazine from the tactical vest and inserted it into the receiver. The whole action was without any pause, 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 kept covering with a submachine gun, so for a while, he actually beat more than a dozen Haitians and made them unable to raise their heads.

It was also taking this opportunity that 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 fled again.

Seeing their target escape, the Haitians also became anxious.

But the problem is that they were restrained by Kai and Marcus, and people kept getting shot and falling. If they turned around to chase Sydney at this time, they would be selling their backs to the police.

It was also at this time that the Haitian gang leader, the witch Aunt Platt, who had never appeared, finally showed up. She was wearing a yellow traditional Haitian costume, and with her fat body, she looked like a corn spirit.

The old woman didn't care about the hail of bullets in front of her at all. She walked to the middle of the gunfight calmly and danced. While she danced rhythmically, she chanted some spells that no one could understand. Kai immediately felt something was wrong and raised the muzzle of the gun at her and fired three shots.

The old witch seemed to sense it, raised her head and looked in Kai's direction. She let out a sharp and piercing scream, held her hands to her mouth and blew out a breath fiercely. A puff of black smoke appeared out of thin air with a strong wind, covering the surroundings for a while, and the bullets shot into it immediately became silent.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

Marcus didn't understand what just happened.

"Whatever it is! Maybe it's a smoke bomb from Haiti. We must chase them and not let them get away!"

The smoke had no other function except to block the vision. At least Kai didn't feel any danger, so he rushed in immediately, intending to leave all these people behind.

As a result, he just rushed into the smoke and heard the sound of a truck engine starting.

When Kai ran out of the smoke, he saw the Haitians climbed onto a commercial vehicle transport truck and chased in the direction Sydney left.