John looked so weak that he couldn't stand steadily. He smiled miserably, slowly lowered the ump in his hand, and finally threw it aside.
Hans laughed. "That's right. It would be nice to die like this. You son of a bitch, you killed so many of my men, and now you're going to... uh..."
Bang!
Suddenly, a white shadow flew from behind and hit him on the back of the head.
Hans' eyes rolled back and he fainted on the ground.
John on the other side was stunned: This is... a baseball
Seeing Hans fainted, he felt embarrassed at the moment.
Under his hands, which were holding his head, a Beretta 92F was stuck to his back with some sealing tape. This was his trump card.
Luke smiled and walked out from behind the concrete pillar next to him: "Hoho, I'm so glad to see that you're okay, Detective John."
John was surprised: "You..." Which eye can see that I'm fine? I'm in trouble all over now!
Luke spread his hands. “There’s nothing I can do. Hans can’t die. The LAPD needs him to be tried alive. So, I can only knock him out first.”
Suddenly, he raised his left hand and the M1911 in his hand made a bang.
In the Ford sedan, a black man's head dropped and hit the steering wheel, and the M1911 in his hand slipped to his side.
Luke looked at the still dazed McLean couple and couldn't help but remind them: "You can take care of each other. I think John seems to be in a lot of pain."
When he said this, John's face changed immediately.
He was just holding on with just one breath.
Now Hans was knocked unconscious and the other gangsters seemed to have stopped moving. He could no longer bear the severe pain from the wounds all over his body and sat down abruptly.
Luke went over reluctantly and helped John sit down behind a distant concrete pillar to avoid being shot by a half-dead bandit who popped out of the truck. Holly followed him, and the couple finally stopped arguing.
He didn't even bother to check what was going on in the truck. He just called Dustin and said, "Boss, it's done."
Dustin: “What?”
Luke: "I have captured the leader of the gang, Hans Gruber, and I have sent all the hostages to the rooftop to wait for the plane. I didn't count the number of robbers carefully, but I think there were about 30 casualties."
Dustin took a deep breath and looked at the time: it had been less than an hour since the last call, and it was over already
"Are you sure?" he couldn't help but repeat himself.
Luke thought for a moment and said, "Let the SWAT come in through the entrance of the underground parking lot. I have control of this place. I haven't checked the first floor yet, so I don't rule out the possibility that there are criminals hiding there. Oh, by the way, they seem to have brought in a lot of C4."
Dustin said yes repeatedly.
Luke thought about it and reminded: "However, there is a small accident."
Dustin was nervous: "The hostage is dead?"
Luke: "I didn't see any hostages die, but at least ten robbers were shot dead by Detective John McClane from the New York Major Crimes Unit. He also played a big role in the capture of Hans."
Dustin had a toothache: "What? How did such a person suddenly appear?"
Luke: "Because his wife is the executive of the Zhongfu Company that was robbed, and he happened to be on leave today and came to the company to visit his wife."
"fuxk!" Dustin couldn't help but swear.
Now, a large share of the credit will be shared.
However, Luke looked at the miserable state of Detective John and felt that it was a bit unfair for him to let others attract fire.
Although the final result was good and his wife helped to rescue him, Detective John's contribution cannot be erased.
Moreover, if John is not allowed to share the firepower, Luke will probably be annoyed to death by the West District and Central District police stations. Now if the two police stations want to compete for the credit, they must first argue with the New York Police Department.
When there is an external enemy, it is always easier to compromise internally.
Besides, Luke doesn’t care about credit at all; what he wants is experience points.
Dustin acted quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the door of the underground parking lot was opened by special police, and a large group of people rushed in.
Luke was very relieved: This commander has improved! He dared to charge in with only eight people before, but now he knows how to mobilize a large force
Before seeing them coming, Luke took the initiative to throw away all the weapons on him except his gun.
The SWAT officers didn't follow the rules and pressed him to the ground. One of them, who was obviously the leader, looked at him and asked, "Luke Coulson?"
Luke pointed at the leather armor with the police badge hanging on his chest. The other party glanced at him and knew he was right. He raised his hand and saluted: "Thank you for your contribution to this operation."
"You're welcome." Luke nodded with a smile. He was in a good mood now.
He gestured to the two people beside him: "That's Detective John McClain from the New York Major Crimes Unit. He's been seriously injured. You'd better go to the hospital as soon as possible. That's his wife, Ms. Holly."
The SWAT chief didn't say anything, just nodded.
Luke patted the Ford driveway beside him and said, "And this car is worth 640 million. You must protect it."
The SWAT leader was stunned: "What?"
Luke: "This gang of criminals came for the bonds in this car. They robbed the vault of Zhongfu Company. There are $640 million worth of bonds in the car. Don't lose them. No one can afford the consequences."
The SWAT chief certainly understood.
The robbers stole the bonds because they had planned it in advance and because Zhongfu Company was careless in its security.
But if these bonds were lost while under police control, a large number of high-ranking officials in the Los Angeles Police Department would be in trouble.
The SWAT chief immediately ordered a small team of SWAT officers to guard the Ford.
Luke suddenly remembered that he had thrown two people upstairs, and quickly said, "I have to go upstairs again. There are two important people hiding upstairs."
The SWAT leader frowned: "We can let our people go and rescue them."
Luke: "One of them is on the 21st floor, and the other is on the 23rd floor. I told them not to come out until I'm there."
The SWAT chief thought about it, called two team members, and followed Luke to pick up the person.
A moment later, Luke brought the old man Aoki and Ximena down, and the SWAT leader couldn't help but ask, "Who are these two?"
He also wanted to know who was being hidden by this amazing young detective.
Luke: "This is Mr. Aoki, the president of the Nakatomi Company that was robbed by this gang of gangsters. This is Ximena, my girlfriend, she is currently an intern at the Nakatomi Company."
The SWAT leader's mind turned, and he asked suspiciously, "So, you are here to spend Christmas Eve with your girlfriend?"
Luke nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, otherwise why would people from my West District Police Department go to the Central District to eliminate the criminals."
The SWAT chief was speechless.
Luke asked, "Can I go now?"