Chapter 109 Kill that scavenger!

On the other side, it is about 3 kilometers away.

Mahone sat in the SUV, smoking, listening to the music “That’s the Way I Like It” recommended by Roy over and over again, shaking his head and completely giving up resistance.

There were cars stuck in front, behind, and on both sides. He couldn’t leave here at all. He could only sit in the car and listen to music. He was thinking, why did Roy recommend this song to me? Is there any special meaning or hidden meaning?
The next second, Ma Hong started singing along…

Twin Towers, Building B, 67th Floor.

Inside Irina’s psychological counseling clinic.

Irina put the coffee cup on the desk, walked to the window and looked at the street below. A dense crowd of people gathered on 111 Street.

“This is the impact of the Floyd incident. It seems that you cannot go to the board meeting by land today.” A white man in a dark blue suit and sunglasses stood next to Irina and said.

“Then prepare the helicopter.” Irina said.

“Yes, I’ll prepare it right away.” The man in the suit bowed slightly, took several steps back respectfully, and then turned and left.

Irina’s secretary came to her and whispered:
“It’s about Susan Hunter…”

Irina turned gracefully and looked at the secretary: “Speak!”

“Susan Hunter has indeed been missing for more than 48 hours. Our people went to her office but didn’t find any valuable clues. It must have been searched. Based on past experience, if someone is missing for more than 48 hours, the chance of survival is almost zero. It must have been cleared by scavengers.”

Irina’s face gradually darkened, and she said coldly:
“Find the killers and scavengers and kill them…”

“Yes!”

The secretary bowed slightly and left the office.

Irina’s eyes were cold and fierce, and she whispered softly: “Hui Rui.”

Near Dongwang Building…

A team of 70 anti-explosion police avoided the main street, crossed the secondary road, and ran towards the designated duty location.

Fully armed, holding an explosion-proof shield, Roy followed the team. He turned to look at Mia and asked as he ran:
“Are you okay? Give me the shield.”

She was wearing an explosion-proof suit and various police equipment were inserted in the tactical belt on her waist. Together with the explosion-proof shield in her hand, the extra weight of her whole body increased by more than 20 kilograms. Even though Mia was strong, she was a woman after all. In such a hot day, she would be very tired even if she walked on the street, let alone running.

Mia gasped and handed the blast shield to Roy.

In this way, Roy held an explosion-proof shield in each hand and ran forward with the team.

[Weighted Running: Stamina +1]

After advancing about 1 kilometer, Lampard, the team leader, ordered the whole team to walk. If the uncontrollable conflict on the scene escalated, they must conserve their strength.

Dealing with such emergencies caused by demonstrations is no safer than engaging in street gunfights with gangsters. If you are not careful while on duty, you will fall behind.

You should know that being left behind and left alone when handling mass incidents is a very scary thing. If you are not careful, you may be beaten to death in the street by irrational thugs.

What’s more, this incident was caused by the Minnesota police. The public is currently particularly dissatisfied with the police and has a lot of resentment. Ninety percent of the demonstrators are black. If the lone police officer is a white police officer, the consequences will be even more disastrous.

“We’re almost there, hold on!”

As the team entered the last auxiliary road, Roy looked up at the nearby Trump Building and thought of Ivanka, with whom he had not contacted for a long time.

at last.

After abandoning the car and walking, the reinforcement team arrived at the designated area. Lampard looked at the time on his wrist and saw that it was 10 minutes later than the scheduled time, which was a rare achievement under such road conditions.

When the NYPD Manhattan Police Department colleagues who were maintaining order at the scene saw the arrival of the reinforcement team, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Due to insufficient police force, the Manhattan Police Department colleagues were under too much pressure.

The Manhattan Police Department’s on-site commander ran to the reinforcement team and asked:
“You are finally here. May I ask who is the team leader?”

Lampard and Richard stepped forward at the same time, and Lampard said:
“My name is Lampard, I am the team commander, this is Richard, the deputy commander, we have a total of 70 people in this team.”

The on-site commander of the Manhattan Police Department reached out and shook hands with Lampard and Richard respectively:

“Manhattan Police Department, Claude Pat, have your people take over the intersection in front of the Trump Building and maintain order there. Our people will go to Central Park to reinforce our colleagues there. It’s very chaotic there right now.”

“OK, no problem!”

Lampard turned around and shouted to the police officers behind him:
“Guys, let’s take over that intersection.”

When passing by the Trump Tower, Roy looked up at the 1930-story skyscraper which was built in 70.

When they arrived at the intersection, personnel from both police stations handed over the case to each other smoothly.

Roy’s team stood on the sidewalk near the King of Understanding Building. The middle of the street was crowded with people, and densely packed black guys and black girls were moving forward slowly, close to each other.

Some of them held banners, some waved the American flag, and some held up photos of Floyd being beaten by the American police.

At the same time, they shouted slogans:

“Black lives matter!”

“We don’t want discrimination!”

“Punish the murderer severely!”

The shouts kept coming and going.

This intersection is still relatively normal at the moment, with the team moving forward in an orderly manner and no one trying to cause trouble. Other places are completely different, with many areas already experiencing violent clashes with the police.

Roy, who had a keen sense of smell, could smell tear gas in the air, which must have come from somewhere else.

Roy looked up the street.

In the distance, a red smoke rose up.

Estimated distance, about 500 meters. This should be someone throwing a marking flare.

This stuff is not only owned by the police. It can be said that as long as you have money, you can buy basically anything in the United States, from guns and grenades to running and flying things on the ground, even tanks from the late World War II.

Some collectors who own private airports have everything from P51 Mustang fighters to the Navy F4U Corsair fighters from World War II.

Sudden.

The crowd began to stir.

Roy reminded Mia beside him.

Mia immediately became nervous.

The intercom came with a prohibition notice for the intersection ahead:

“Be careful at the intersection of the Don Wang Building. A group of thugs are running towards you. Don’t let them enter Wall Street.”

“Alert!!!” Lampard shouted.

“Line up!” Richard began to command.

70 explosion-proof police quickly lined up and blocked the intersection leading to Wall Street. Mia stood in the first row with Roy, holding explosion-proof shields.

The explosion-proof shields were placed next to each other to form a wall. There were two rows in the team, with 40 people in the front row and 30 people in the back row, spanning the entire intersection.

The riots ahead were getting more and more serious. The originally relatively orderly marching team was torn apart in an instant. The citizens ran in all directions, fearing that they would be shot.

The crowd dispersed and the view ahead became clear.

A group of violent black men rushed to the front of the shield formation 25 meters away and began throwing stones at the anti-explosion police formation.

when–

A fist-sized rock hit Mia’s shield.

Roy pressed Mia’s head down and reminded her:

“Watch your head!”

when–

The stone hit Roy’s shield.

After a while, a dense rain of stones came.

The people in the second row quickly placed their shields diagonally on the shields in front of them to block the stones that were flying in a parabolic trajectory from high altitude.

The sound of tinkling rang out frequently.

After the rain of stones, it started to rain glass bottles. Wine bottles, Coke bottles, all kinds of bottles were thrown over.

“Hold on!” Richard yelled.

“Take a step forward!” Lampard began to command.

The square formation moved forward in unison, and their shields hit the ground at the same time, making a loud and orderly clanging sound…

Some thugs were so frightened that they immediately retreated ten meters.

Lampard stood behind the team, holding up a megaphone:
“Listen! Stop throwing stones and violence immediately, or we will arrest people!”

How could the thugs listen to Lampard’s threats? Relying on their large numbers, they started to make a fuss, and a new round of wine bottles rained down.

“Damn it!” Richard cursed.

“Keep the formation, don’t disperse, don’t be alone!”

Lampard reminded loudly…

Roy looked forward through the observation window on the explosion-proof shield. The thugs who had come earlier were blocked here and could neither move forward nor retreat. Slowly, as time passed, more and more thugs gathered here.

Seeing this, Lampard began to call for support using the walkie-talkie.

At first there were only dozens of people, but within a few minutes, hundreds of people gathered in front of them, and the number of people gathered was still increasing.

The situation on the scene is like you built a dam in a stream. As time goes by, the water flow is blocked, the water will gather more and more, and the water level will rise.

Looking at the growing crowd, Lampard’s face became more and more ugly. He was extremely anxious. While giving orders, he kept calling for support on the walkie-talkie.

However, the current situation is that the entire Manhattan is filled with smoke, there are thugs everywhere, there are gangsters everywhere, and there is looting, smashing, and burning everywhere.

The bridges leading to Manhattan from various districts are completely blocked, and follow-up support cannot get in at all. The National Guard Humvee convoy that was urgently dispatched is now stuck on the other side of the cross-river bridge and cannot get through.

Patrol police in the outer districts are urgently clearing the blocked roads, but their efficiency is limited as there are simply too many vehicles stuck.

The National Guard commander had to order all personnel to abandon their vehicles and walk into Manhattan.

At this moment…

Ma Hong was still shaking his head and twisting his body in the car.

He didn’t notice that a large number of thugs had gathered around his vehicle.

Suddenly, a stone flew from nowhere and hit the glass of the SUV driven by Ma Hong, leaving a cross-shaped crack on the front windshield.

Ma Hong: “…”

(End of this chapter)