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Chapter 58: Surrounded! Agent Ma collapses!

Chapter 58: Surrounded! Agent Ma collapses! (Please read on!)

Hector's face suddenly changed.

He raised his revolver sharply and pointed it at the Korean man's head:
"Fuck, you are the police!"

at the same time.

A dozen men behind the Korean man pulled out their guns at the same time.

The motorcycle gang members also drew their weapons at the same time.

The two sides looked at each other, guns pointed at each other, the atmosphere was tense and if they were not careful, their heads would be split open.

Outside the warehouse...

There were bursts of sudden braking sounds, and as soon as the police car stopped, the warning lights on the top began to flash.

Ten of the police cars were parked outside the walls on both sides of the warehouse and behind it according to Richard's arrangement to prevent people inside from escaping.

At the scene, Richard obtained information that there were only five or six people inside.

They had forty patrol policemen, and some were not there yet, so all together there were probably nearly a hundred people, 100 to 6, which was a sure win.

Richard was confident and didn't think there would be any problems.

Among these people, only Roy knew something about the situation inside. According to Oscar's information, there were at least 30+ motorcycle gang members, and there were 12 of them including the three cars that drove in later, and there were at least 40+ militants inside.

After getting out of the car, Roy went straight to the trunk.

Mia followed closely behind...

Opening the trunk, Roy took out a multifunctional tactical bulletproof vest (level 2 armor) and quickly put it on. He casually threw one to Mia.

Opening the auxiliary tool box, Roy inserted some commonly used tools and equipment such as flashlights and pliers into the reserved positions on the bulletproof vest.

When he was done, he unzipped his weapons bag.

A modified AR-15 rifle equipped with a holographic sight and tactical grip appeared in his field of vision. He put the AR-15 aside, took out three fully ammunition magazines from the weapon bag and inserted them into his chest.

Then he took out a manually modified AR-15 magazine from his weapon bag. The two magazine feed ports were in opposite directions and were fixed in the middle with black tape. He inserted one side into the rifle, pulled the bolt, turned off the safety, and put it on his back.

Next, Roy took out the Remington M870 police version from his weapon bag and filled it with standard bullets.

Mia: "..."

Three fully loaded Glock pistol magazines and three stun grenades were inserted into the corresponding positions. Finally, Roy took out a level 3 helmet from the trunk and put it on his head.

Mia: “???”

The level 3 helmet is Roy's personal property...

Mia: “What are you doing?”

Looking at Roy, who was carrying an AR-15, holding a Remington 870 shotgun, wearing a tactical bulletproof vest, and wearing a strange helmet, Mia smacked her lips and muttered:

"Are you exaggerating a bit?"

Roy looked at Mia through the observation window on the level 3 helmet:

"Safety first. You will follow me in a moment. You don't have to shoot. Just help me get the ammunition."

As he spoke, Roy put the shotgun ammunition bag filled with slugs on Mia.

"Tom!"

Roy hooked his palm at Tom.

Officer Tom ran up to Roy.

Seeing Roy's appearance at this moment, Officer Tom was speechless.

Roy said to Officer Tom:

"You have a bulletproof shield in your car?"

Officer Tom nodded: "Yes!"

"Hold the bulletproof shield. If there is a firefight, you don't have to shoot. You just need to hold the bulletproof shield."

Officer Tom nodded vigorously and went back to get the police bulletproof shield.

By the time Roy was armed, other police cars had already surrounded him.

Team B led by Richard blocked the main entrance on the south side, some officers from Team C and Team D on duty guarded the west wall of the warehouse, some officers from Team A and Team E guarded the east wall, and the backup support officers blocked the back wall on the north side.

Captain Richard took out a big speaker from the trunk.

He was about to shout, but was stopped by a voice behind him.

Richard looked back.

Several people in black suits were walking towards him.

FBI?

This was Richard's first reaction.

But the next second he saw the certificate in the other party's hand.

The man leading the team said to Richard:
"Kane Gibler, Special Investigations Division."

Looking at the other party's ID, Richard frowned:
"Special Investigation Division? What are you doing?" Kane Jiboli's face was as dark as water, and his cheeks were full of displeasure. He asked with a gloomy face, "What's going on with you? This is a case we were secretly following, and now that you are here, everything is over."

Richard: "We received a call from the dispatch center saying that someone called the police and said there were five or six armed men in the warehouse at 348 Brant Street. The caller said he heard gunshots in the warehouse."

"Did anyone call the police?" Kane was stunned for a moment, then said, "Impossible, we have been monitoring this place and have never heard any gunshots."

boom--

A gunshot was heard in the warehouse.

Kane: “…”

Richard: “Look…”

The other police officers were all startled by the sudden gunshot.

The bullet was not aimed at them, it was a false alarm.

Kane: "I mean... just now there was no..."

Kane's words had just fallen when, under the illumination of the street lights, a convoy turned at the intersection not far away.

Leading the way was a black Chevrolet SUV.

Kane and Richard both looked in the direction the convoy was coming from.

"What is that?" Richard murmured.

"FBI?" Kane muttered.

As the convoy got closer, everyone could clearly see the Chevrolet Suburban following behind several Chevrolet SUVs, and at the end there was an armored vehicle with the word FBI printed on the side.

The leading Chevrolet SUV stopped in front of Kane and Richard.

Ma Hong pushed the door and got out of the car.

He took out his ID:
"Senior FBI agent, Alexander Mahone."

Kane and Richard looked at each other and said to each other:

"This is really weird. Why are the Special Investigations Division and the FBI here, and so fast..."

"This is really weird. Did the Brooklyn police station communicate with the FBI? How did the FBI come so quickly?"

Ma Hong took a deep breath and said, "This warehouse is a base of the motorcycle gang. My people are inside."

Kane showed Mahone his ID: "Your people are in there? Undercover in the motorcycle gang?"

Ma Hong nodded. "So they are from the Special Investigations Division. Yes, there are my people in it, so we the FBI have taken over here."

Kane frowned: "I have people here too, why should I let the FBI take over?"

As soon as Kane finished speaking, six Suburban police cars of the NYPD arrived at the scene, and fully armed members of the police special tactical force wearing bulletproof vests and helmets jumped out of the cars.

But that’s not all…

Patrol cars from other police stations under the Brooklyn Branch also arrived, and hundreds of law enforcement officers from different departments gathered at the scene in an instant.

Ma Hong frowned: "Your people? Are they also undercover in the motorcycle gang?"

Kane shook his head: "No, my people are in the Dubin drug cartel, they are dealing drugs in there."

Sudden……

Ma Hong seemed to have thought of something.

What was your original intention in leading the team here?
Where is Roy?
Mahone turned to look at Richard and asked:

"Isn't Roy on duty today?"

Richard replied in surprise:

"Roy is on duty, what's wrong?"

"What???"

Ma Hong suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Now, whenever he heard the name Roy, his head ached.

"Where is he now?"