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Chapter 59: Let your undercover agent fend for himself.

"Roy...Roy has already gone in?"

“Are you…are you kidding me…”

A look of shock appeared on Richard's face.

"Captain, look..."

The reporting police officer pointed to the iron fence gate of the wall.

Richard, Mahone, and Kane came to the police car parked in the front row together. The three of them looked into the warehouse wall at the same time. Through the half-open iron gate, they saw three police officers in bulletproof vests clinging to the outer wall of the warehouse. The main entrance of the warehouse was two meters ahead.

The first one in the row was holding a police bulletproof shield, the second one was holding a shotgun in his hand, with an AR15 rifle on his back and a... The third one was a female police officer, holding a small pistol in her hand and her body was covered with ammunition.

What the hell is that?

It doesn't look like police equipment...

"You said the one in the black helmet was Roy?"

Richard recognized Officer Tom holding the shield and Officer Mia following behind. If Roy had already gone in, then the one wearing the helmet must be Roy.

"Yes Captain, that's Roy."

tear--

Richard gasped.

Ma Hong's mouth twitched and his facial expression was strange. He thought to himself: Good guy Roy, you are really on duty, why are you everywhere?

Ma Hong is weird.

"Roy?" Team leader Kane of the Special Investigations Division rolled his eyes and thought: Why does the name Roy sound so familiar to me? Yes, I remember...

Kane Gibery had heard of Roy's name from the chief. He was a patrolman from the Brooklyn police station. He had been in the spotlight in recent times, was often on administrative leave, and had killed many motorcycle gang members.

FBI senior agent Ma Hong had a lot of facial expressions.

Kane Jiboli turned his head to look at Mahone and asked, "Are you okay? Why did your face change when you heard the name Roy?"

Taking a deep breath, Ma Hong calmed down his restlessness. He turned to look at Kane Jiboli and said, "Let your undercover agent fend for himself."

After saying this, Ma Hong called his agents and asked for a bulletproof vest, a black helmet (level 2), and five pistol magazines.

Kane was confused by what Mahone said.

"What does my undercover have to do with Roy?"

Mahone took out five photos from his pocket and gave them to Richard, Kane, the FBI-SWAT captain and an agent. He kept one for himself:
"Everyone, the person in the photo is Jenny Lane, an undercover agent planted by the FBI inside the motorcycle gang. Let your men take a look and remember this face. If there is an exchange of fire later, be sure not to hurt my people."

Everyone took the photos handed over by Ma Hong, memorized the undercover agent's face, and passed the photos to their subordinates.

Mahone looked at Kane:

"Where are the photos of your men?"

Hearing this, Kane was stunned:
"Photos of my men? This is top secret. I don't have it with me."

Ma Hong's face twitched:
"Then you're on your own..."

He gave a kind reminder.

"What...what do you mean?"

Kane Geberit was a little confused.

In fact, it is not Kane's fault that he did not bring the photos of the undercover agents planted in the Dobin Group. For him, tonight was really an emergency. Kane came here to monitor and record evidence. The boss of the Dobin drug cartel did not come, and he had never thought of taking action tonight.

Besides, the police officers under his command also know his undercover agents.

Mahone looked at Richard and said:

"Just have your people guard the perimeter. My FBI special tactics team will be responsible for the main attack mission."

When Richard heard what Ma Hong said, his eyes lit up and he thought: Is there such a good thing?

Everyone knows that it is extremely dangerous to rush in. The situation in the warehouse is unclear now. If you rush in rashly, you might get beaten into a hornet's nest. Now that you, the FBI, want to go first, Richard is naturally more than happy to do so.

"No problem, you guys go ahead and we'll take care of the periphery!"

Richard looked at Mahone with an extremely determined look.

"Wait!!" Kane interrupted, and he also came to his senses.

The FBI doesn't know what their undercover agents look like. If they rush in, my undercover agents from the Special Investigation Division will most likely be killed in a hail of bullets and their lives will be in danger.

Kane continued:
"My people are also inside, and our special tactical team must also go in to rescue my people..."

"You two, please do as you please..."

After saying this, Richard quickly moved away from the two and began to arrange for his patrol officers to be on guard outside the perimeter.

"One more team means one more force, that's good."

Mahone's goal is to rescue Jenny Lane. From his perspective, he certainly wouldn't mind the involvement of the police special tactical forces, not to mention that he had shown them Jenny's photo.

The FBI and NYPD Special Investigations Division reached an agreement.

Snipers from both sides have occupied the best sniping points around the warehouse.

At this time, there were no people from the motorcycle gang and the Doberman drug cartel inside the walls of the abandoned warehouse. All their people were now concentrated inside the warehouse.

Just as the captains of the special tactical teams of both sides were arranging tasks for their respective team members and explaining precautions and preparations, Ma Hong, wearing a suit and a bulletproof vest, crouched down and sneaked into the warehouse with a small pistol in hand.

He came up behind Mia.

He patted the helmeted man's shoulder through Mia.

Roy looked back and saw that it was Mahone.

He lifted the mask of his level 3 helmet, revealing his handsome face.

It's really you...

When he didn't see Roy's face, Mahone even had a glimmer of hope.

Hopefully it's not Roy.

have no choice……

There was no other choice, so Mahone handed Jenny's photo to Roy:
"The man in the photo is an undercover agent of the motorcycle gang that I planted. If there is an exchange of fire between the two sides, make sure that my people are not injured."

Roy took the photo and looked at it. Why does he look so much like Maguire Ryan?
"This person is a bit like that person..." Roy murmured.

"They are brothers..." Ma Hong whispered.

Roy: "..."

It turns out that this Jenny Lane is the brother of the FBI undercover Maguire Lane whom he had killed before.

Ma Hong, you are really good. You sent a pair of brothers to go undercover together.

Roy nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it..."

"By the way, your Brooklyn branch is now responsible for the outer perimeter security. Otherwise, why don't you take your people and withdraw first..."

Mahone still worried about Roy.

at this time……

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire was heard in the warehouse.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

……

A few minutes ago...

Inside the abandoned warehouse...

Facing the black muzzle of Hector's gun, Park Dae-chang, a Korean-American who was the leader of the Doberman Group, glanced at the window hanging high up in the warehouse. The alternating flashing red and blue warning lights on the police car were transmitted into the warehouse through the window.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his face extremely gloomy:

"We are not the police. I now suspect that you are the police."

Hector laughed loudly, his eyes cold and stern:

"What a joke! In Brooklyn, who doesn't know me, Hector? How could I be a police officer? But as for you, that's not necessarily the case."

As Hector said this, he seemed to be about to pull the trigger.

(End of this chapter)