Chapter 599 - Bro, Is There a Problem?

Chapter 599 Bro, Is There a Problem?

Very quickly, they reached the bank that was the scene of the crime. Luke’s police radio was also relaying details of the case.

“Two suspects just charged out of the bank…

“They’re both carrying automatic weapons. One of them is using an AK with a drum clip. It’s fierce firepower…

“SWAT can’t get there. Their cars are blocked on the road two kilometers away…

“Officer down! Officer down!

“The suspects are headed east…

“Something’s wrong with their car. They’re getting out… “The two suspects have split up to escape…

“One suspect has been shot…

“The other suspect is trying to hijack a car…”

Listening to the communication, Luke said, “Harrison, Jim, are you ready?”

Harrison: “All set. Let me out here.”

Luke: “No, I mean, are you ready to be carjacked by the robber?”

Harrison: “What?”

He looked at the windshield and was instantly stunned. “You’re not planning to head over, are you?”

Luke: “My car windows are bulletproof. They won’t break under one or two bullets. Do you have the confidence?”

Thinking quickly, Harrison said, “Got it.”

Luke didn’t say more, and simply slowed the car down.

Twenty meters away, a robber was waving his gun as he gestured for passing cars to stop.

Unfortunately for him, the car drivers in front of Luke were all frightened into stepping hard on the gas as they sped off.

This robber didn’t want to destroy their windshields, so he fired some shots into the sides and backs of the cars, which only made them run even faster.

Finally, he saw a car slowing down, as if he had intimidated the driver.

Luke began to count down. “Three! Two!”

Overjoyed, the robber ran to the car as he fired several times into the air. He yelled, “Son of a b*tch! Stop the car! Stop the car, or I’ll kill you…”

At that moment, the car stopped so that he was next to the back door. The robber took two steps back and gestured with his gun again. “Open the door, or I’ll kill you!”

As he spoke, he pulled at the door on the passenger side with one hand while he fired into the air again with the other.

“One!” The moment Luke finished counting down, he pressed the button to roll down the window.

“Open the… door?” The robber was dumbfounded.

Through the open window, Luke’s Glock and Harrison’s MP5 were aimed at him at a distance of less than one meter. At the same time, Jim opened the back door on the left side and aimed his M4A1 at the robber over the top of the car as he yelled, “Don’t move, or I’ll kill you!”

“Come, let’s see what toy you’ve got there.” Holding his gun with one hand, Harrison unhurriedly clutched the robber’s gun which was still aimed at the sky with the other hand and kept it in that position.

The robber struggled to pull away, but couldn’t move. “Huh?”

“Bro, is there a problem?” Luke chuckled, the muzzle of the Glock that was aimed at the robber’s head moving a little.

The robber resentfully let go of the gun that he had been holding tightly, and Harrison finally took it from him. “PP91? How professional!”

On the other side, Luke jerked his right thumb at the backseat. “Didn’t you want a free ride just now? Get in!”

Jim had already gotten out of the car and handcuffed the robber. He shoved him into the backseat.

Harrison picked up the walkie-talkie. “This is 70-David of SWAT. The second suspect has been subdued. We’re bringing him back.”

Jim got in the passenger seat, and Luke drove to the bank.

Jim turned his head to look at the robber in the backseat and chuckled in amusement. “Bro, what happened to you?” Harrison had already torn off the robber’s mask, and the man’s face was full of despair. I don’t f*cking know what happened either!

He didn’t understand why the car he attempted to hijack would be full of SWAT members.

The three of them were all wearing headgear. Harrison and Jim even had SWAT bulletproof vests on. This was clearly a SWAT operation.

The robber wasn’t brave enough to resist three SWAT members when their guns were trained on him at a distance of less than two meters, even if he had on a bulletproof vest himself.

Luke’s car reached the bank a moment later. The patrol officers couldn’t help sighing in relief when they saw Harrison and Jim in their black headgear drag the robber out.

They had barely been able to fight against the two wild robbers earlier; in the end, SWAT took them down more than easily.

“You got here really quickly today.” One of the police officers couldn’t help but commend them.

Another officer, however, looked at Luke’s police badge suspiciously. “Who are you?”

Luke replied with a smile, “I’m just the driver, don’t mind me.” Harrison: …No wonder I hardly see your name in the case files.

After handing the robber over to the patrol officers, Harrison was about to say something, when his walkie-talkie crackled again. “Captain, you still there?”.

Harrison shrugged at Luke helplessly and answered into the walkie-talkie, “Yes, I’m here. What’s wrong? Why are you so damn late?! The suspects almost got away but you’re still on the way. You just waiting to eat their dust?”

The man on the other end was silent for a moment at the scolding, before he said, “Captain, let’s talk about that later. There’s a guy who wants to kill himself in a neighborhood on 107th. Can you take a look?”

Harrison was pissed off. “Why didn’t you just wait to call me after he’s dead?”

After a brief silence, the man on the other end said cautiously, “But we’re still stuck in the jam. The guy has a gun. The patrol officers want us to take care of it.”

Harrison: “Got it. I’m on my way.”

Cutting the communication, he looked at Luke. “That…”

“Get in. Haha, have you all been this busy recently?” Luke got into the car and waved at them.Jim returned to the backseat.

Harrison got into the passenger seat and closed the door, before he sighed. “God knows what’s wrong with Los Angeles recently. A whole bunch of gangs are running around on the streets saying that some ‘Ghost Butcher’ has been slaughtering them. There’s been no progress on the D.A. and judge case yet. One of the Garcia family’s bases on the east side was blown up yesterday. An FBI agent died at an overpass there too. It’s really…”

Luke chuckled. “You’re SWAT, not the police department. You’re not responsible for those cases. Why so anxious? Go out when you have a mission, and when you don’t, just relax.”

Harrison thought about it and realized it made sense. He laughed in spite of himself. “That’s true. What those politicians are thinking is none of our business. It’s not like we’re goofing off.”

Jim was silent in the backseat, but he nodded in agreement.

The car swiftly headed for the location of the new case two blocks away.

They had barely gotten out, when two subordinates who had just arrived came over to their side of the road. “Boss, this guy’s a little tricky.”

At that moment, Harrison’s expression wasn’t as warm. “How so? Is he a skilled shooter, or bullets don’t hurt him?”