Suddenly, the window of the SUV in the center rolled down. The fugitive driver inside stuck his head out, seemingly looking for the accomplice who was attacking the herders earlier. He ended up spotting the special police preparing to infiltrate for an assault and decisively pressed the car horn, sounding the alarm.
"Action!!"
Xiong Changyuan didn't hesitate any longer. He roared decisively and charged toward the car at the forefront.
"Police! Get out of the car!!"
"Get out immediately!"
"Crash!"
The prolonged two and a half months of training, coupled with the fugitives' brutal methods of operation, made these young special police officers shout all at once, some drawing the batons from their waists, some lifting riot shields, and others shifting their gun stocks, smashing the side windows of the car from both sides.
