Although the Los Angeles Police Department has more than 10,000 people, there are still a large number of clerks who do not go out to work, and there are only 7,000 to 8,000 police officers on the front line.
The police academy recruited more than a thousand trainees who had undergone basic training and a few days of practice, which greatly eased the stretched police force.
The trainees are not yet able to cope with the scene of armed conflict, but it is enough to assist the official police to guide traffic and maintain order.
Unfortunately, Los Angeles is a city with a "glorious tradition".
After a large number of residents left their homes and sought refuge elsewhere, unrest inevitably occurred.
On the radio station of the police station, various news of vandalism and looting came in an endless stream.
Luke and the two directly ignored the small troubles, and only picked the guy who was armed to confront the police.
At noon, the two parked the car outside an in n out, sat silently on the front cover of the car and ate the hamburgers they just bought.
Luke looked up at the sky, and sighed in his heart: It's a pity it's broad daylight!
A group of gangsters who had just robbed the grocery store ran past them. The two just moved their eyelids, and continued to eat lunch in silence.
This happens too much.
The two of them witnessed more than 50 incidents of sneaking and robbery and common fights in the morning, which was simply uncontrollable.
As long as you don't move your guns, these actions can only be let go. Otherwise, if you catch these guys, you have to notify the patrol to take over.
The patrol police are too busy now, who knows how long it will take to arrive, and there are not so many places in the police station to detain people.
Suddenly, Luke's phone rang.
He picked it up quickly: "What's the matter?"
There was a crackling sound from the microphone, and Claire shouted loudly: "We are outside USC, and a group of gangsters with guns are exchanging fire with us. There are many of them."
Luke: "Hide well, I'll be there in five minutes."
Then he hung up the phone and took out the car from the trunk: "I'll go there first, you drive."
Selena: "OK."
While Luke was speaking, he kicked his feet, and the car under his crotch suddenly accelerated, and quickly disappeared into the crowded street.
His car is obviously a bicycle.
In the case of traffic jams, motorcycles are not easy to use, so bicycles come in handy.
With his physical stamina, even if suppressed to a normal state, it only takes more than ten or twenty minutes to ride a distance of twenty or thirty kilometers.
When he encountered a place that he couldn't pass, he flew out of the car, lifted the crossbar of the car on his shoulder, ran out of the congested street in a few steps, and continued to ride the bike.
Claire was not far from his position, less than five kilometers away in a straight line.
Luke turned over on some short cuts with no roads, carrying a bicycle weighing less than ten kilograms, and arrived at the scene within five minutes.
The direction he appeared was behind the gangsters, and he rode his bicycle out of the alley without stopping. With his feet left and right, he kicked the two gangsters standing at the entrance of the alley to the wall.
With the reaction force of kicking people, he straightened his body, pushed with both hands, the bicycle entered unmanned mode, and crashed into a clump of flowers and plants not far away.
This is his emergency vehicle today, it cannot be broken.
While flying out of the car, he folded his hands under his left and right armpits, and raised the Glock and m686 revolvers at the same time.
Clap clap clap clap!
Luke's feet rushed forward on the ground for seven or eight meters, and the sound of the two armed guns sounded like popping beans. Finally, he let go of the momentum, crossed his hands again, and put the guns back into their sleeves.
Near the entrance of the alley, seven or eight gangsters who were behind the car, in the corner of the wall, behind the trash can, and behind the steps all fell to the ground with their chests and stomachs bursting.
"pd!" he yelled.
This is not a warning to the gangsters, but to remind the police officers behind two police cars more than ten meters away not to beat him as a gangster.
However, he obviously worried too much.
The little monkey's voice sounded over there: "Haha, it's my brother, it's my brother, we're fine now."
Luke also saw her take back a small mirror, and only half of her little head popped out.
Her actions are still quite cautious, thanks to Robert's years of teaching and Selena's recent training.
Luke laughed: "clear!"
The little monkey stood up slowly, with the gun in his hand still ready to attack at any time, and he beckoned his companion to come over: "Don't be careless, two people, check the guns on the gangsters one by one, and anyone who moves will shoot directly." shot to death."
Luke didn't intervene.
No training is as good as actual combat. This is the best practice.
Seeing the four police cadets with blue edges on the brims of their hats come out, Luke was relieved: at least no one of these rookies got shot.
Claire stared at his companions to clean up the gangsters' guns, but reported bad news: "Luke, both of our leading police officers were shot."
Luke hummed: "I'll go and see."
Behind the police car, two patrol officers, a man and a woman, leaned against the front door, groaning in pain.
Luke checked quickly, nodded and said comfortingly, "Perforating wounds, no big blood vessels or bones, so it's not a big problem. Have you called an ambulance yet?"
Claire: "Called."
Luke: "That's fine, do you have first aid supplies in your police car?"
Claire quickly found a first aid kit.
Luke found a pair of rubber gloves from inside, and put them on one by one for the two patrolmen, and asked them to temporarily hold down the large blood vessels near the wound with their gloved hands: "This can reduce the amount of bleeding. If the ambulance comes If it's late, just use the straps."
As for bandaging and the like, he didn't bother to do it.
The injuries of the two patrol officers are far from serious enough to require first aid, which is what the paramedics will do as soon as the ambulance arrives.
The little monkey's companions finished clearing the field, and she also relaxed, saying wow non-stop, bouncing up and down in front of Luke: "I saw it, you were so handsome just now! Luke."
She assumed Luke's cross-drawing and cross-retracting gesture just now, indicating what she was talking about.
Luke smiled, and patted her on the head: "Of course. I told you a long time ago, among the Los Angeles police, I am the most capable group."
Little Monkey hehe: "I thought you were bragging, your marksmanship was far worse than mine in middle school."
Luke: "It's been a year since I graduated from middle school. I've made great progress!"
"Hi, Luke." A voice chimed in.
Luke turned his head and nodded with a smile: "Hello, Miss Thompson."
"Didn't I say it last time, just call me Karen." The blond Miss Karen Thompson reached out her hand and shook him.
Luke wanted to let go with a light grip, but Karen had a lot of strength in his hand and insisted on holding it for two seconds before letting go.
He remained expressionless, and said with a smile: "It seems that your training results are good."
Karen: "Thanks to Claire for making us enforce safety rules as soon as there was a firefight."
Luke hummed, and looked at Claire: This little monkey will make public the safety rules he taught her, right
Claire noticed his gaze, and explained: "The three main points of student safety rules, it's very simple."