The "Bloody Christmas Eve" on Milwaukee Avenue three years ago is still a nightmare for Chicagoans.

At that time, more than 300 members of the Crip Gang surrounded members of a rival gang in a Walmart supermarket in order to seize the right to distribute drugs.

Not only did they set entire rows of store shelves on fire with Molotov cocktails, they also tortured over 20 captives by tying them to Christmas trees. When the Chicago SWAT team arrived, streamers covered in minced meat were dangling from the smoking cash registers.

Now that the SWAT team is being dispatched to deal with the Crips, Police Chief Daniel has to think twice...

Daniel remained silent for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Reeves hurried on the other end of the phone: "What's going on? When can air support be dispatched?"

"Mr. Speaker..." Daniel said reluctantly, "Last year, I arranged a drug bust against the Crips... The ten armored vehicles I sent out were surrounded by six hundred skulls wearing gas masks... We recovered thirty-eight bodies, but there are still seventeen people missing."

"What the hell!?"

Liebes was a little overwhelmed. It was just a gang of the Crips! How could even the Chicago Police Commissioner be scared?

He yelled into the phone, "Daniel! I don't care what the Crips did in the past! Saving my brother is the most important thing today. Send air support immediately. If you can't rescue my brother, your police station will have a hard time!"

Hearing that Reeves was so excited, Daniel couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and agree: "Okay! I can send air support, but I can't guarantee that we can rescue them!"

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On the other side, outside a convenience store on the street.

Countless Crips gang members wearing skull masks, holding baseball bats, steel pipes, submachine guns and other weapons, blocked the entrance of the convenience store.

These Crip Gang members were usually arrogant, but when they saw Ao Guanhai trapped in the convenience store, they were not in a hurry to attack and started playing at the door.

They raised their weapons and shouted wildly. They hit the walls and door of the convenience store with steel bars, and the whole house shook like an earthquake.

Someone directly set a car on fire on the street. In the thick smoke mixed with marijuana, someone carried a half-person-high speaker and played gangster rap. The harsh metal music mixed with the sound of stray bullets from automatic weapons fired, which inspired the crowd behind him to cheer.

Ao Guanhai hid in a convenience store with the only two remaining people, staring at the door of the convenience store, ready to meet the attack of the Crip Gang.

"The little rabbit is hiding in the convenience store!" A Crip Gang member wearing a purple baseball jersey kicked over the vending machine next to the convenience store, and cans of Coke rolled all over the floor.

He lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand and shouted, "Guys! Roast them into charred rabbit meat!"

Just as he was about to throw the Molotov cocktail in his hand, the butcher who was supporting him with a sniper rifle from a distance shot him in the back.

The Cripple Gang member suddenly stopped moving. He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and the Molotov cocktail fell to the ground.

With a bang.

The moment the bottle shattered, orange-red flames suddenly rose into the air. The surrounding Cripple Gang members immediately scattered, and the Molotov cocktail burned a ten-square-meter fire array in the crowd.

Soon, the smell of the burnt younger brother began to spread.

"Hahahaha! That's fucking awesome!" A hysterical cheer erupted from the Cripple Gang. The skull masks, illuminated by the flames, twisted into eerie smiles. Some even excitedly ripped open their clothes and began dancing around the flames.

At the same time, the other brothers lit Molotov cocktails and threw them towards the convenience store door.

Because the crowd was too dense, the butcher couldn't hit them all with just a sniper rifle.

The Molotov cocktail exploded on the roller shutter door of the convenience store, and the entire convenience store immediately engulfed in flames.

Ao Guanhai, who was hiding inside, noticed something was wrong and immediately pushed the freezer to block the door. His elbow rubbed against the hot shelf and immediately caused a big blister.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly critical, Ao Guanhai roared into the headset: "Butcher! Go ahead and hit me!"

"Damn it! I'm already fighting! There are just too many of them!" The butcher replied while firing, "I'm running out of ammunition! The boss said he'll send a helicopter to rescue you, so just go straight to the roof!"

"Okay, I got it!"

Ao Guanhai took the only two remaining team members and retreated to the deepest part of the convenience store.

Thick smoke continued to pour in from the gaps in the rolling shutter door, and the convenience store shelves were twisted and deformed in the high temperature.

Ao Guanhai huddled behind the cash register, the crackle of Molotov cocktails and the thump of Crips rap music mingling in his ears. The only way to save him now was by helicopter support.

"Guanhai! Hold on, the helicopter will arrive in three minutes!" The butcher shouted loudly in the headset.

Just when Ao Guanhai was unable to open his eyes due to the thick smoke, the noise of the Crip Gang members was drowned out by the roar of the propeller.

Five blue and white police helicopters approached from a distance and hovered thirty meters above the ground.

"Warning! This is the Chicago SWAT! This is the Chicago SWAT! Listen up, rioters on the ground! You have committed third-degree rioting!"

Inside the cabin, the SWAT captain pressed the red button on the digital loudspeaker, and a shrill alarm mixed with mechanized warnings echoed throughout the entire block.

"Put down your weapons immediately and evacuate in an orderly manner towards the twelve o'clock direction! In three minutes, we will indiscriminately attack all armed personnel!"

The searchlight beam swept across the hideous faces of the Crip Gang members.

These guys didn't show any fear at all. They raised their guns and fired at the belly of the plane.

Seeing that intimidation was useless, the SWAT captain immediately arranged: "Team A will be responsible for cover, and Team B will immediately try to rescue the personnel!"

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