Chapter 1029 New Year Snow Night (9)

"Can anyone explain to me the current situation? Why are we surrounded by the police?" Alex asked in a low voice after Jack lowered the blinds again and came close to him to secretly look in.

"Those are corrupt cops. They are here to take down this guy and prevent him from appearing in court to expose the evidence of his crimes." Jack explained the current situation in just one sentence.

"Damn Ni Niang, damn Brother Ni, it's all because of you that we've been implicated." The old police officer Jasper kept spitting out swear words.

Bishop just sneered, "Those are your colleagues outside, old man."

"Don't compare me to those bastards out there. If I were the one in charge here, I would have kicked you in the ass and kicked you out." Old police officer Jasper fired back without showing any weakness.

"Save your energy and don't waste your time on talking nonsense. They are serious this time. Everyone here is their target to be silenced."

Sheriff Ronik seemed to have a problem of walking in circles when he was nervous. He had already walked back and forth four or five times in a short while.

"I don't quite understand. Why is this?" Alice was still a little confused.

"Because now we are all insiders." John handed the Glock 17 with the serial number erased to Alice, "You can shoot, right?"

"I've practiced at the shooting range for a while." As if to make her speech more convincing, Alice took it, removed the magazine, pulled the slide to check the chamber, and then reset it. Her movements were not very skilled but were satisfactory.

Jack handed the FN57 to Alex and said, "I think you received more than just first aid training when you went to the front line, right?"

Although this gun has good armor-piercing performance, its recoil is actually similar to that of the Glock series, and is also suitable for women to use.

Alex followed Alice's example and seemed even more skilled. She also obviously recognized those special military pistol bullets and asked in confusion, "Is this your collection?"

“Well, I guess so. Since I was going out with that guy, I specially prepared a backup gun. Now it seems that my preparation is not sufficient.

But I have to remind you that this is only a pistol armor-piercing bullet, and it can't penetrate the bulletproof plate even at close range, so you can either shoot at the head or below the abdomen."

John felt wronged by Jack's words and waved his fist at him in protest.

"OK, let's do this." Sheriff Ronik, who had been spinning in circles, seemed to be infected by the calm mood of the small group here and finally came up with a plan. Of course, it can also be said that he made up his mind.

"I will assign each person the key positions they need to take charge of. We must repel them and hold our ground here until dawn."

"Will there be reinforcements when daybreak comes?" Alex's eyes lit up.

"No, the blizzard will dissipate at dawn. Besides, this is a factory area. Although most of it is abandoned, there will always be workers coming to work nearby. The other side will have no choice but to retreat."

As Ronick spoke, he looked at the old police officer Jasper for support, but the other party was staring at Bishop and didn't notice his gaze at all.

Finally, John spoke up in support, "You are the commander here, we listen to you." Jack thought about it and nodded slightly in agreement.

To be honest, he initially looked down on this sheriff who had already lost all his fighting spirit and only wanted to be a civilian.

Jack didn't even need to look through the psychological assessment report Alex gave him to roughly guess what was written on it. The failed undercover operation not only left Ronnick with PTSD, but also completely destroyed his confidence as a commander.

Perhaps even Ronik himself realized this. Although the higher-ups determined that there was nothing wrong with his judgment in that operation, the result was that both of his partners died.

Because it was he who gave the order to split up and pursue the drug dealers, his two partners chased after them without hesitation, but they both died at the hands of the drug dealers.

Ronik would recall the scene over and over again, wondering if he had made a mistake, or if a tiny mistake had killed his partner.

The torture was painful, and whether or not he could find the answer, the self-doubt in the process had completely destroyed his self-confidence.

It was like he had clearly recovered from his injuries and no longer limped when walking, but he still couldn't get rid of his dependence on painkillers.

Of course, none of this matters now. From the moment Ronnick was willing to risk his life to rush out the back door, he had already gained some of Jack's trust.

This amount of trust was not much, but it was enough for him to give up his original plan.

Originally, Jack planned to rush into the snow alone. At that time, he also thought that the people outside were gang members who came to rescue Bishop. Faced with such a mob, he was fully confident that he could use the cover of the blizzard to kill these people one by one.

When Jack learned that the other party was a legitimate Detroit police officer and a member of the "Anti-Black Team" that specializes in dealing with gang members, he became a little hesitant.

It's not that he was worried about not being able to win, but he was worried that as soon as he went out, this place would be breached, and it would be like John being forced to show up with a gun pointed at his head.

Since Ronik suggested holding on, Jack thought it might be a good idea to hold on for a while and see how the situation develops.

After all, Police Station No. 13 is a product of the American industrial age in the last century. Although the wooden stairs leading to the second floor creak, it has solid reinforced concrete columns and beams, as well as brick walls that are several dozen centimeters thick.

As an old police station, almost every window here is equipped with steel bars as thick as a thumb, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Since everyone had reached a consensus, Sheriff Ronick took the lead and began to assign defensive tasks to everyone.

With the dim candlelight, Ronik found a piece of white paper and drew a big "匚" on it, which was the general shape of the police station.

The bottom horizontal line faces south and is the main entrance of the police station, which is also where the lobby is located. Behind it is a separated office area.

At the corner of "匚" there is a staircase leading to the second floor, followed by a short corridor connecting to the independent office and temporary detention area at the back.

After the temporary detention area, there is a storage room after turning a corner. It is the horizontal line on the top. The place where Jack and Ronik were before is right behind the storage room, facing north.

"There are at least two snipers aiming at this place across the street from the front door, one on top of the building in the southeast and the other in the southwest. After blocking the front door, everyone should stay away from the windows there as much as possible. Clear out the furniture in the office area and use the space here to maneuver.

Jasper and Alice, the two of you are responsible for guarding this place. Alex will take the injured Officer Jeffrey to an office in the corridor to hide. The detention area will be handed over to Officer Nolan (John) and Agent Tawalla. That must be the opponent's key breakthrough point.

I'll be in charge of guarding the back door by myself, is that okay?"

It can be seen that Ronnick has a clear understanding of his own combat effectiveness and leaves the most dangerous tasks to himself, but Jack has different ideas.

"There's no need to guard the back door. The enemy will go straight to the detention area when they come in. Leave that to me alone. Let John go to the front to help Jasper and Alice. You stay in the corridor and keep an eye on the second floor. Then be ready to support both sides at any time."

"Are you sure?" Through the brief cooperation before, Ronick knew that this guy from the FBI should be the most powerful one among them, but seeing that he seemed to be taking on so much responsibility, he was still a little worried.

The others looked at him with some doubt, but in the end John stood on Jack's side with extraordinary determination.

"This guy in front of you can blow a guy's head off with a pistol shot through a two-inch viewing window at 40 yards. If he thinks it's OK, then it's OK."

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Finally, Bishop, who was standing aside, broke the silence. "Since you are short-handed, why don't you give me a gun, Sheriff? At least we are on the same side now."