Chapter 1098 Death God Disaster
"Everyone, switch to the alternate channel." The captain shouted into the intercom.
Dudu~!
There was a sudden silence on the intercom.
Jiang Hao was not sure what channel they were using for the time being. He took off the earphones and thought for a while, then rushed to the back kitchen again. The two chefs seemed to have guessed that Jiang Hao would come back, and they still held their hands against the wall, but they watched Jiang Hao. Hao's eyes were no longer as frightened as before.
Opening the back door, I used a mirror to observe the situation outside. There was a car blocked forty or fifty meters in front of the door, and there were two people behind the car, squatting behind and holding guns on guard.
Jiang Hao thought for a while, took out a portable oxygen tank from the space, and threw the oxygen tank out with force with his hands. The two agents hiding behind the car shrank their necks in fright. At this moment, Jiang Hao Appearing in a flash, he shot at the oxygen tank in mid-air.
"Boom!"
The portable oxygen tank exploded in mid-air, and the sound was loud. The two agents didn't know what the explosive was, and they were all lying on the ground in fright.
In fact, the explosion of the oxygen tank was only loud and not very powerful. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Hao sped up and rushed out. After running for more than ten meters, he hid behind a car, leaned against the ground, and looked out from the gap under the car. , just in time to see the bodies of the two agents, Jiang Hao fired four or five shots in that direction with his pistol.
"Bang bang bang bang~!"
"Ah~ he hit me!"
"Pete is dead, please help, please help!"
Jiang Hao was hiding more than ten meters away. He naturally heard the guy's cry for help. Without hesitation, he jumped over the body and ran towards the car where the agent was hiding. When he was two or three meters away from the car, Jiang Hao made a sudden move. flutter.
He flew out and slid forward on the hood, and he saw the two people hiding behind the car. One was shot in the head and should be dead. The other was holding his arms and was still calling for help on the walkie-talkie.
When Jiang Hao rushed out, a flash of fear flashed in the man's eyes, followed by two more bang bang shots. Jiang Hao shot the guy in the head and shot another agent again.
"Chi slip".
After shooting, he slid over the engine cover and pounced down. Jiang Hao shrank slightly, turned over with one hand and squatted firmly on the ground.
He bent down and walked quickly to the front of the two agents. There were two guns beside them, both of which were M4 carbines, a very practical rifle. Many military and police officers were equipped with this kind of gun. Jiang Hao waved a gun into the space, The other end is in hand.
In the current environment, assault rifles had a much greater advantage than pistols. He reached out and touched the two agents, and found four magazines.
He took off the earphone from one of the agents, put it in his ear, and heard the earphone shout: "Williams, what's going on with you, answer me quickly, hold on, I've brought someone over to support."
Jiang Hao picked up the fallen steel helmet from the ground, buckled it on his head, and said tremblingly in the voice of Williams just now: "I, I was also injured. I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it. Please come here quickly."
"I'll be right there." The intercom said.
Looking out of the car window, Jiang Hao saw three guys wearing FBI agent vests bent over from the side, looking at the back door of the fast food restaurant while running, and when the three approached the car Jiang Hao was hiding in, a The barrel sticks out.
"Da da da, da da da!"
The rifle fired, and in just a few seconds, a magazine was emptied of bullets. Looking at the three agents, all of them were headshot now.
Now, it's completely clean.
In this operation, FBI agents dispatched an arresting team of 11 people, but they were wiped out in just a few minutes. When they met Jiang Hao, who was even more perverted than a super special soldier, they could only say that they were unlucky.
Walking to the side of the three, there were two M4 carbines, and there was even a Remington 700 sniper rifle. This kind of sniper rifle is the favorite of agents, and it can be said that it has not changed for thousands of years.
Jiang Hao didn't get a long gun because of his identity before, but now he has no guns or cannons, and the enemy sent them over in person.
Take everything that should be collected, Jiang Hao ran to his pickup truck, just about to get in the car, he saw a dusty blue Ford small steel gun next to it, it seemed that no one had driven it for a while, Jiang Hao With a roll of his eyes, he put the car into the space with a wave of his hand.
The Ford Small Steel Cannon is not big, less than 9 cubic meters, and Jiang Hao's space is still half empty, enough to hold him.
After taking away the small steel cannon, Jiang Hao immediately got into the pickup truck and started driving, speeding up the highway. He didn't know when the FBI support personnel would arrive, but he knew he needed to leave here as soon as possible.
There is nothing to worry about when confronting the FBI, but for fighting, either go to a bustling place and borrow the crowd to protect yourself, or go to a desolate place and borrow nature to protect yourself, such as a service area. Just give up.
The pickup was running on the highway, and after running for more than ten kilometers, there was a long line of police cars coming from the opposite side, passing Jiang Hao's car head-to-head. These policemen never thought that the gangster they wanted to catch was on the other side of the road.
Now the FBI has not reacted yet, and when he reacts, his car will be seen by roadside surveillance, and he will definitely catch up.
A lush forest appeared in front of him. Jiang Hao parked the pickup truck on the side of the road, released the small steel cannon, took out the key and fiddled with it a few times, and the small steel cannon went off with a bang.
Looking at the Ford pickup parked on the side of the road, Jiang Hao waved his hand: "Raptor, you are free, I will take your brother to wander, bye."
Woo~~!
The small steel cannon roared and rushed out with a whoosh.
After driving a few kilometers, Jiang Hao turned on the radio habitually, and the news was playing on it. The host said, "Dear listeners, I just received the latest news. In a rest area on the St. George section of Highway 15, an incident happened ten minutes ago. There was a fierce gun battle, a group of FBI agents rounded up an Asian, and they were all shot dead by the Asian thug, a total of 11 people, the gunman has fled, whereabouts unknown."
At this time, the TV station had already arrived at the scene. The police pulled up the cordon to clean up the mess, and the photographers took pictures of the death of those secret agents. In the United States, journalists often act faster than the police.
The host said to the camera lens: "We have a preliminary understanding of the situation. The FBI arrested a suspect. In the restaurant in the rest area, the gangster seemed to have noticed something and opened fire first, killing three FBIs on the spot. agent."
"The outside arresters surrounded the restaurant, and a series of gun battles ensued. According to insiders, the gangster was of Asian descent. We retrieved the video of the fast-food restaurant, and this is the photo of the gangster."
On the TV, a screenshot of Jiang Hao's photo in the restaurant appeared.
"Then we learned more about the gangster through the FBI. His name is 'Jiang Hao', a 23-year-old Chinese student studying at the University of the Art Institute of Chicago. As for why he was arrested, the FBI did not Let me know, but we've found some interesting information."
"This international student named Jiang Hao has experienced four or five disasters in the past half a month, including plane crashes, major traffic accidents, Kansas natural gas pipeline explosions, tornadoes, and Los Angeles earthquakes. On his Facebook page, there are These videos of disasters and accidents, wherever he goes, disasters will happen, people call him Brother Death."
Next, the TV station interviewed witnesses of the shootout.
Waiter aunt: "Buy Karma, I was terrified at the time. The Asian took out a gun from his body, and in the blink of an eye, he exploded the heads of three people. I was so frightened that I squatted behind the table. The dining table above my head flew past, whoosh, flew over my head again, whoosh, flew over my head again... "
The two chefs were interviewed together: "He ran in with a gun, we were scared and stuck to the wall, he was fighting with the agents at the back door, the gunshots continued, he ran over again, we were scared and stuck to the wall, he Run over again."
Very touching description, one kept flying overhead, and the other two kept sticking to the wall, but from their descriptions, we can see the intensity of the gun battle at that time.
Interviewing the director of the FBI Salt Lake City branch, the director said to the camera with a gloomy face, "We killed 11 police officers. That guy is by no means an ordinary foreign student. He is accurate and skillful with marksmanship, and his movements are very similar to special forces. It is seriously suspected that he has other identities. We will Catch him, whoever sent him."
"Then how are you going to arrest him?" the reporter asked.
"We have now classified him as an extremely serious criminal. Any policeman who finds him will arrest him immediately. On the road leading to Salt Lake City, we have set up countless checkpoints, and he will never escape." The director said.
"Then have you found any trace of him now?" the reporter asked.
"Yes, we found the car he drove away. His pickup truck was left on the side of the road and he disappeared. We suspect that he ran into the Fish Lake National Forest. Area Search."