Chapter 61 - SWAT? DEA? IRS? Sheriff!
Chapter 61: SWAT? DEA? IRS? Sheriff!
Cheney finally met up with his teammates. They were all surprised as they watched Luke swiftly drag their wounded colleague toward them.
How could he run so fast in such a strange stance while dragging another person along? Furthermore, Luke’s grip on his gun was steady, and he stayed on alert the entire time for possible danger.
After dragging the man over, Luke said in a low voice, “His leg is badly injured. You better send him to the hospital asap, or he might die.”
The four agents were led by a middle-aged man. He hesitated for a long moment, and finally gnashed his teeth. “Let’s retreat and call in reinforcements.”
They were about to help their wounded colleague back to his feet, when Luke waved his hand and said, “He’ll slow you down. I’ll take him out first. You can follow us.”
Having seen how fast Luke moved with their colleague, the agents had no objections. It was a sound plan.
Seeing that they were all on board, Luke immediately dragged the man out.
The poor lad who had been shot was uncomfortable at being hauled along by his collar, but he could only hold it back.
Discomfort was definitely better than death.
Selina began to fall back when she saw Luke’s gesture. She also ensured that there was no danger on their way back.
Luke followed her with the wounded guy. The three fake FBI agents covered for each other and retreated as well.
The situation in the warehouse wasn’t in their favor. The wounded guy hadn’t been shot by the target, but by the bandits who were trying to shoot the target. It had been a sheer accident.
While their mission was very important, they certainly didn’t want their teammate to die for it.
In less than two minutes, all of them had evacuated.
Keeping an eye on the iron door, Luke asked quickly, “Our car is over there. Do you need us to drive him to the hospital? I think he’ll die before the ambulance arrives.”
The wounded guy had a giant hole in his leg, caused by an AK. His face was already pale, if not blue.
The captain of the agents gritted his teeth. “We can’t go. Can… can your colleague send him to the hospital?”
Luke nodded. “Selina, bring the car here.”
The captain couldn’t help but add, “Luke… please wait a moment.”
Luke turned around and looked at him.
The captain said, “You’re a great shooter. We could use your help.”
Luke understood him perfectly. “Selina, take him to the hospital. Call me if anything happens.”
As he talked, he picked up the wounded agent, and Selina opened the back door of the car so that Luke could put him inside.
Selina reminded Luke to take care of himself, before she quickly drove away.
Very soon, a police siren echoed throughout the streets. Selina had turned on the siren and flashing lights to clear the way.
Cheney and the rest of the agents were relieved. They had one less thing to worry about now.
The captain thanked Luke. He then made new arrangements. He and one other person would go around to the other side, where there was supposedly another exit.
Luke and Cheney would stay here to ensure that nobody escaped.
Luke nodded his head to show that he understood.
The two of them hid in a corner. Luke began to check the system notifications.
Right when he was excitedly reading the information, Cheney asked in a low voice, “Luke… It’s Luke, right?”
Luke nodded slightly.
Cheney asked, “Are you a member of Houston SWAT?”
Luke glanced at him and said, “I work in the Major Crimes Division at the Westside Police Department.”
Cheney found it hard to believe. “Huh?”
It wasn’t that he was biased against the Major Crimes Division, but that Luke’s performance was too astonishing.
If all the officers in all the Major Crimes Divisions in America were as good as Luke, Cheney and his colleagues should be fired.
Their boss could barely accept the fact that his elite agents couldn’t even compare with a rookie from a local police department.
Luke was amused by Cheney’s look. He added, “I was transferred a few days ago. This is my first day on the job.”
Cheney couldn’t help but ask, “Where did you work before? DEA or IRS?”
Luke replied, “I was a minor sheriff at the Shackelford Police Department.”
Cheney was dazed. “Where is this… Shackelford?”
Luke said, “It’s a town seven hundred kilometers to the northwest. It’s my hometown.”
Cheney was so shocked that he wondered if Luke was lying to him.
They stopped talking, and the scene sank into utter silence.
Ten minutes later, three black SUVs arrived. More than ten men in suits got out. Four of them ran toward Luke.
Cheney greeted them and whispered something to them. He then said to Luke, “We appreciate your help today, and will inform Chief Thomas of your contribution. Detective Luke, you… may leave.”
He was rather embarrassed. It seemed as if they were kicking Luke out now that he was no longer needed. However, their mission was highly confidential, and they couldn’t just let a local detective jump in.
Luke, on the other hand, didn’t react. He simply nodded and said, “Alright, goodbye.” He then walked away.
Cheney was confused again. What was the meaning of this? Was Luke angry or dissatisfied?
But Luke seemed rather calm and not angry at all.
In fact, Cheney had found the young man unusually composed from the moment they met.
Watching the young man disappear, he shook his head and continued with his task.
Luke wasn’t interested in staying any longer, as his attention was elsewhere.
He called Selina. As it turned out, someone had taken over from her, and she was on her way back.
Luke told her his location and waited for her outside a supermarket.
Ten minutes later, Selina arrived, and Luke got in the car.
“Where to now?” asked Selina.
Luke said, “Back to the police station. I think we need to tell the boss what happened here.”
Before they got to headquarters, however, Thomas gave them a call. “You did a great job today. There’s no need to report in. Get some rest and come to my office tomorrow morning.”
The two of them certainly had no objections to that arrangement.
The clash that afternoon had been a brief one, but it had been as electrifying and dangerous as when the Carlos family had attacked them; they certainly wouldn’t refuse an early night.
Selina turned the car around and drove home.
After they returned, they each took a shower. Then, they chilled in the living room.
Selina turned on the TV and enjoyed a soap opera.
Luke, on the other hand, studied his rewards from today on the sofa.
Mission: Defeat the Mexican military weapon smugglers and collect the smuggled items.
Completion of the mission is worth a total of 1000 experience and 1000 credit.
Since the host’s contribution to the mission was 35 percent, 350 experience and 350 credit points have been awarded to the host.
You defeated Carol Mira and have access to a list of her abilities.