The moment the gunfight erupted, Mills, like a frightened rabbit, swiftly hid in the shadows at the police station entrance. His back pressed against the cold wall, his heart pounding wildly like a drum.
Under the faint emergency light at the entrance, he saw Stock and several other "bounty hunters" rush back, guns in hand, faces filled with fierceness and greed.
At that moment, a deep regret surged in Mills' heart. He bit his lip, his mind quickly recalling all that had happened.
This was clearly a simple "feint east, attack west" tactic!
First, use him to attract the attention of the police inside; then cut off the town's power, letting darkness become the best cover; finally, drive a truck through the fragile wall of the police station.
The town's police station was extremely poor, its walls patched together with wooden boards, which could be kicked in with a foot, and never considered preventing jailbreaks.
