American Detective: Starting as a Rookie Cop in an American TV Show

Chapter 1340 Highway Chase (Part )
Unlike the gun that hit Edward Bailey in the abdomen, the short-haired blond man had his head blown off by a .50 bullet. The words "This is a trap" became his last words.

Reese lay expressionlessly in the grass beside the runway, pulling the bolt of the "TAC-50" anti-material sniper rifle. A golden shell flew out and the bullet was reloaded.

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of gunfire, a blue Lotus Exige S Type 1 sports car with a body height of only 2 meters appeared.

Unlike American sports cars that pursue large displacement and high horsepower, the Lotus Type 72 F1, as a long-time champion of major automobile races in the 70s, horsepower is not its strong point.

Even the Exige S Type 72, which was re-produced to commemorate this model, only uses a mid-mounted 3.5T V6 supercharged engine.

The 351 horsepower and 400Nm peak torque are not particularly outstanding, but the extremely lightweight body design makes the total weight of this supercar less than one ton.

Jack was not a loyal player of racing games in his previous life, but he had seen this sports car in racing series games such as "Need for Speed", "Asphalt" and "Horizon".

To be honest, supercars are not that easy to drive. In fact, all sports cars with extremely high acceleration are not easy for ordinary people to control.

Nowadays, with the development of electric vehicle technology and the gradual awakening of a certain industrial Cthulhu, even if the industrial chain integration model is used, a sports car with extremely excellent data performance can be assembled.

But for a non-professional racing driver, even with the assistance of a so-called intelligent system, driving a sports car that can accelerate from 2 to km/h in less than seconds, he is not only threatening other vehicles and pedestrians on the road, but also his own life.

Of course, there are only a few idiots who really step on the accelerator on the highway for no reason, or entrust their lives to intelligent assisted driving. Most owners who buy supercars actually value the cool shape of the car itself, and regard it as a way to show their superiority.

Although it is an industrial product of the 70s, Lotus sports cars are a supercar brand that was once on par with Ferrari and Porsche. The blue Exige S Type 72 driven by Jack is still eye-catching in its appearance.

When the roaring sound of the engine exploded on the airport runway, everyone's attention was attracted by it.

Mr. Greer, who was protected by his subordinates, looked up in shock. Soon, as the distance got closer, he saw the Asian face in the driver's seat clearly, "Han!? How could it be him?"

As if in response to his exclamation, dense submachine gun bullets swept towards the group of "Decima" agents, instantly setting off a bloody storm.

The blue Lotus supercar began to drift less than 30 meters away from the Bentley. Almost at the moment when the car turned sideways, Anna in the passenger seat pulled the trigger of the Uzi submachine gun at a group of people hiding behind the car.

As a submachine gun with a theoretical firing rate of 1500 rounds per minute, the actual firing rate of the Uzi when using 9*19mm pistol bullets is usually 600 rounds per minute, which is about 10 rounds per second.

The BBJ737 business jet, which is manufactured using the Boeing 800-2 fuselage as a prototype, is not one of the small or medium-sized Gulfstream or Bombardier aircraft. Although it has been modified for comfort, it can still carry at least 30 passengers.

As the big boss of "Decima", it is even more impossible for Mr. Greer to travel with only two or three agents for personal protection.

But perhaps in order to show sincerity and avoid making Dr. Edward Bailey feel threatened during the transaction, there were only four Decima agents who got off the plane with the old man, including the nice-looking female secretary.

As the two agents who tried to rush out of the cabin were shot through by the second .50 bullet from the "TAC-50", the remaining agents could only lie on the cabin floor and fire randomly at the narrow cabin door. Like Mr. Greer, Jack saw the old man's appearance from a distance, and he was indeed the big boss behind "Decima".

Jack had noticed a small tidbit in his previous life. A senior drama fan revealed that the real mastermind behind the "Decima" organization was the actor named John Nolan, the uncle of Jonathan Nolan, the screenwriter of "Person of Interest" and "Westworld". Accidentally, he had the same name as a rookie policeman.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As soon as Jack got out of the car, he pulled the trigger of the Glock 17 in his hand repeatedly at the shocked old man. These shots were somewhat vindictive, and also contained deep resentment towards a certain unscrupulous screenwriter who was accustomed to messing up his endings.

He took two quick steps, grabbed the heavy lead box, and turned to run. When passing by the body of "Edward Bailey", Jack subconsciously looked at the ground. Marvin, who looked like he was dying with his eyes open, winked at him.

Knowing that the crazy old man's skill in playing dead was maxed out and he didn't need to worry about it, Jack threw the lead box into the sports car, emptied the remaining magazine through the open door of the plane, then got in the car and drove away.

As the blue Lotus supercar sped away, the gunfire at the airport became more intense.

Finally, an agent with a quick mind opened the emergency door on the plane, slid down the inflatable gangway, and fired desperately with an assault rifle in any suspicious direction.

Only after they were sure that the sniper hiding in the dark had been "suppressed" did a large group of agents rush towards their boss in a hurry.

"Sir! Mr. Greer!" A big black man who looked like a small leader tried to check the old man's injuries, but Jack fired several shots at his limbs in addition to the chest in order to prevent the other party from wearing a bulletproof vest.

In just a few minutes, the heavy bleeding from the gunshot wounds other than the torso had put the old man, who seemed to have not much time left, on the verge of death.

"It's Han! The killer Han! Catch him and get the things back. They are very important to our plan!"

After almost saying his last words with one forced breath, the behind-the-scenes boss who was supposed to appear in the later stage breathed his last, and Jack's purpose of not shooting him directly in the head was perfectly achieved.

"Get in the car and get the stuff back!" The big black agent waved to the other agents who were still running off the plane, and opened the door of the Bentley.

The other agents hurriedly got into the car. Of course, a Bentley SUV could not accommodate so many people, but fortunately, there were several Range Rovers and Jaguar SUVs parked not far from the runway that were originally there to pick up people.

"Have they caught up?"

Jack asked Anna while looking at the route set by the navigation. He was not familiar with the roads in London, but today's mission was to cause as much chaos and attention as possible from the British side, so after leaving the airport, he sped towards the city.

Anna replaced the 40-round magazine in the Uzi submachine gun in her hand, looked back for a moment, and nodded, "They are coming."

(End of this chapter)