The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 4 Shooting
The house on the left is not very clear, but what can be seen is that the person shooting is hiding inside the fence, occasionally raising his shotgun to spray at the house on the right.

On the right side of the house, there were two men leaning against the garage in front of their house, using the angle to avoid each other's spray, while also fighting back from time to time with the pistols in their hands.

The battle looked intense.

"Damn it!" Weston cursed inwardly as he hid in the alley opposite the two houses.

"These are a bunch of idle bastards!"

Benny, who was hiding at the back, gave a confused look. He was a newcomer who had just joined the company a few days ago. In this adrenaline-pumping situation, he was a complete rookie and had no idea what to do.

Weston noticed his confusion and said viciously, "Rookie! Follow me!"

After saying this, Weston did not move, but shouted forward from where he stood.

"LAPD!!! Drop your weapons!!!"

The sound was quite loud, and they were afraid that the two groups shooting at each other wouldn't hear it.

But apparently, the arrival of the LAPD was quite helpful, and the gunfire immediately subsided.

The two people who were hiding in the blind spot beside the garage on the right looked at each other and started to hide, allowing the people on the other side of the fence to spray them continuously without fighting back.

"Hey! You're finally here! I'm Rad, the police officer!! Come over here!"

One of the men hiding behind the garage curtain door shouted from the opposite direction of the sound.

at the same time.

The man in the fence seemed to be a little panicked because LAPD came and knew that the other party had called the police. He got up and ran into the house.
The incessant sound of gunfire subsided temporarily.

Weston felt relieved that the routine operation of identifying himself resulted in such a situation. As a veteran, what he feared most was that people would get too excited during a fight.

Seeing that the person who called the police, Rad, was still shouting, Weston kept holding the gun, looked at Benny to let him follow, and trotted towards the house on the right.

Benny followed closely behind.

"what happened?"

Running to the garage, Weston looked at Rad, the man who called the police, and said in a deep voice.

"God knows what's wrong with his brain!"

Rad said a little excitedly that anyone would be a little excited if their neighbor suddenly pulled out a gun and shot them while they were having a barbecue.

"Officer, he almost hit me and my family!"

Having heard this in the police report, Weston remained silent and looked at the man next to Rad who also had a sullen expression.

"he is?"

"He is my brother!" Rad said excitedly, and kept repeating it because of excitement.

"Damn it! We were just having a barbecue! He suddenly came out with a gun and shot us!"

Weston nodded. "OK! I understand. I hope you can cooperate with our police, OK?"

Seeing that the person who called the police, Rad, and his brother nodded and were quite cooperative, Weston continued.

"You guys wait here."

After saying that, Weston said to Benny who was standing there not knowing what to do.

"You should have learned this in school, right? Interrogation record, ok?"

Benny nodded quickly and got busy. Seeing this, Weston kept his gun in hand and leaned towards the corner of the garage, looking at the silent house over there and shouted.

"Hey! LAPD! Kerry, come out and let's talk, okay? This can be over now!"

However, it is not known whether Carrie took drugs or did something else, but her mind was quite unclear and she was not cooperating at all.

"Fuck you! Bastard policeman, you called me out and wanted to shoot me?" A rather violent voice came from inside the house.

Damn! He's not in his right mind! Weston felt a headache: "We are LAPD! Why did you shoot you? Put down the gun and come out to talk to us!"

Carrie's voice became more and more angry: "Go to hell! You! Bastard police! You are helping these rubbish! Get out of here now, or I'll blow your head off!"

Weston was a little speechless. He had already given up the idea of ​​communicating with this crazy bastard, and then picked up the walkie-talkie.

"10-A (two-man patrol unit)-15, calling dispatch, shooting in residential complex 246, armed subject, Code 5 (sustaining surveillance), requesting backup."

The intercom rang with the dispatch center's response: "Roger!"

But suddenly, just as Weston began to relax a little because the situation seemed to have calmed down, Kerry, who had been hiding in the house, suddenly ran out of the house and shouted frantically.

"Fuck you! I'm going to tear you into pieces!"

Weston was startled and saw a figure running out. He subconsciously raised his Glock 17, but it was too late.

Carrie ran out, directly out of Weston's blind spot, picked up a new rifle, pulled the trigger and started shooting wildly at Weston who had appeared in his eyes.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The community, which had been peaceful for a while, was once again pierced by gunfire.

Some of the bullets easily shattered the corner of the garage wall that Weston was leaning against, sending out fragments, but the remaining bullets penetrated and hit Weston's shoulder, arm and right chest.

Pain invaded, and all his strength was drained away at that moment. The Glock 17 in Weston's hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Benny, who was taking the statement of the person who called the police, was dumbfounded. He just stared at Weston lying on the ground with a pen and paper in his hand.

Only Rad, who subconsciously shouted "Oh my God", and his brother woke up in time. Seeing Benny's silly look, they could only pull Weston out of the dangerous position by themselves, while the other one went forward with a pistol to fill the position, suppress and cover him.

Bang bang bang!
However, Rad seemed to have misjudged the situation. Before he could lean against the corner and shoot at Carrie with his pistol, he was hit by subsequent bullets and knocked down on the spot.

"Rad! Fuck!"

Rad's brother cursed anxiously, but he was still holding Weston in his hand and could not move forward in time.

Fortunately, Benny also reacted at this time. He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the person who called the police, Rad, out of Carrie's shooting range, and took out the walkie-talkie and spoke anxiously.

"Code 18 emergency! 101 shots fired! Shooting! Shooting! Someone's injured! Someone's injured! Requesting backup!"

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Benny's panicked voice and the situation revealed in the report made the dispatch center aware of the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, its report was directly transferred to the Chevrolet Caprice driven by Eric, who had just arrived at the destination.

"10-L (Single Patrol)-11! Code 18 emergency! The target is dangerously armed. Shooting has occurred. An officer has been shot."

"Is the situation developing so quickly?" Eric was stunned. He looked at the residential houses that appeared in front of him, listened to the sudden gunshots, and picked up the walkie-talkie with a calm face.

"10-L (Single Patrol)-11, read! Code 23 arrived at scene."

(End of this chapter)