Opening credits
Officer: We have four male suspects with automatic weapons holding up the Wells Fargo branch on Hollywood Blvd! We have one officer down! We are requesting a code three…..we need S.W.A.T. back up now!
Operator: Copy that, S.W.A.T. unit is in route
Music plays louder
We see car doors slam on three different cars. In an instant police lights and sirens blaze and the three black undercover S.W.A.T. vehicles gun it out of the police garage. The camera follows above the lead car and slowly zooms in on it. The picture changes from outside of the vehicle to the inside. Inside we see the all to familiar Sgt. Dan 'Hondo' Harrelson. Driving the vehicle we see David 'Deke' Kay.
"10-David to 70- David. We are in route of the emergency call of code 3. Do you copy, over," Hondo calls into his radio. Through the radio we hear the operator
respond, "Roger that 10-david. Be advised, suspects are heavily armed and very dangerous. They have moved their position to the West Hollywood High School Gym one mile south of the Wells Fargo Bank. No hostages have been taken. Over."
"Roger that 70-david. 10-david over and out," Hondo responds back to the operator. Hondo then looks at his gun to check his clip. He then changes the channel on his radio to the open frequency so he can give orders to the rest of his crew.
"Alright guys here's the situation. We have four heavily armed, very angry, very dangerous men held up in a High School gym.
Scene cuts too car 2 which is carrying new members Henry Sanderson and Matthew Castaldi
"Our job, which is no different then any other day, is to go into this gym, find the suspects and neutralize them," Hondo explains to his men and woman in his normal bad ass attitude.
Scene cuts to car 3 which is carrying the beautiful but tough Chris Sanchez and the famous Jim Street
"Just the same shit different day, huh Hondo?" Jim Street sarcastically replies which causes Chris Sanchez smile. Boy did he love that smile.
scene inside Hondos vehicle
"Right, same shit different day," Hondo replies to Streets remark and then yells, "Lets lock and load boys and girl!" As Hondo submits this last order he pushes his clip into his MP5 and cocks it. He then looks over at Deke and says, " Deke, floor this bitch!"
Deke looks straight forward, tightens his grip on the wheel and says, " Roger that!". He punches his foot on the pedal, forcing it all the way to the floor. The car then accelerates even faster as the camera pans up above the three vehicles.
The scene goes back to the car carrying Street and Sanchez. While driving Street sneaks looks at Sanchez. "God she's beautiful," he thinks. "I've been lucky to have her as my partner for a year now. We are a great team." The word partner always brought back memories, memories of Brain Gamble. They were a great team too, but their friendship ended when Brain quit. A year ago he felt so much pain.
A year ago that stupid frog gave his hundred million dollar offer to be broken out and shittiest of the shit attempt to break him out. So many cops died that week because of it. Brothers of the badge, gunned down for money. Of course Brain took the offer along with a fellow S.W.A.T officer and friend, T.J. McCabe. Those two shot and seriously wounded Michael Boxer, yet another cop casualty, and there friends shot Chris.
As would happen though, our S.W.A.T. team stopped them and I would kill Brian while T.J. would kill himself. A lot has happened since then. Sanchez healed extremely fast from her wounds and we became partners, Hondo felt we worked the best. A couple of months later we began looking for new members. It wouldn't take long to find two we would like.
The first one we found was Henry Sanderson in South Central. He is a great cop, but has several beatings on his record, mostly against gang members. He is very clear headed until someone pushes him to far, then he because a dangerous man. Sanderson is average in height, only standing at 6'0", but is one of the strongest men I have ever seen. He is also a good man to have watch your back because he is loyal to the badge.
The next man we found was Matt Castaldi. He is definitely one of Hondo's favorites, mostly because he is an ex-marine. Jar heads love jar heads I guess. He had only been an officer for two years, but he had an awesome record. He was the Captain's favorite because he had no beatings on his record either. Castaldi is a very cool headed man and an awesome shot, but unfortunately he is a ladies man, worse then me. He is constantly trying to get Sanchez.
That idea makes Jim increase his grip on the steering wheel. Chris notices that his knuckles are turning white. " Hey partner calm it down, I need you all there on this one," she have pleads have jokingly. "Sorry Chris, just have some personal issues, I'll be fine," Jim answers. This is true, he does have a lot of personal issues, mostly the nightmares. Nightmares of his past. "I need to clear my mind, I have to protect her," Jim thinks and then goes back to driving.
As the Camera follows the vehicles we start to see the school in the distance. Eventually the school becomes large enough we can see its true size. We see the main part of the high school is at least four stories, possibly where the classrooms are located. Off to its right we see the very large gym. As the camera pans around the high school we see the three S.W.A.T cars pull into the already police filled school parking lot. All three vehicles come to an immediate stop and the team piles out of their corresponding vehicles.
As Hondo exits his vehicle he spots an officer on a mega phone, so he proceeds towards the officer. "Throw your weapons out and come out with your hands up!," yells the officer on the mega phone.
Hondo walks up to the officer in his regular bad ass strut. The officer sees him out of the corner of his eye and turns to him expecting a question. "What's the situation with these four pricks?," Hondo asks. "The four male suspects entered Wells Fargo approximately five minutes before it closed, which was one hour ago. They held up the bank and shot the unarmed guard. His wounds aren't life threatening. When they exited the establishment they discovered a police vehicle across the way at an In and Out and assumed the vehicle was sent for them. They fired on the officers, injuring one. They then proceeded here and have been held up in the gym for the last forty five minutes," explains the officer.
"Let me get this straight. These four guys robbed a bank five minutes from closing, shot an unarmed security guard, and then attacked two officers on their lunch break? These guys aren't just pricks, their fucking assholes," Hondo sarcastically replies. The officer just nods his head at Hondo and turns his attention back to the situation. Hondo turns back towards his team. When he reaches them he explains the events leading up to this point.
" Jeez Hondo, these little shits are just asking for an ass kicking," Chris says abruptly. Jim looks at her and smiles then replies "You've got that right." Chris feels her heart melt at the sight of his smile. It always has that effect on her, she loves the feeling of being around him. Just the slightest brush of his skin on her or a whisper in her ear gives her goose bumps. She knew though that they could never be together for the job wouldn't allow it.
"Hey Chris! You ok there?" Street asks. Jims voice brings her back to reality and makes her realize she had been day dreaming. "Ya, I'm good. I'm just itching for some action," she says trying to cover up her day dreaming. " I can change that for you baby," Jim says playfully. Chris slaps his shoulder playfully and turns her attention back to Hondo.
"Alright Listen up!" The assertiveness in the voice of Hondo quiets down the group, " Here's the situation. The four suspects are stuck in this gym. Now there are three points of entry, one is through the side door, which leads to the basketball court and the male locker room. The second point of entry is through the female locker room. The third is through the coaches office. Now this is a large gym, with moveable stadium seating, so they could be hiding anywhere. Leave no place unchecked and keep a strong look out. Since there are three points of entry, we need to pair up in twos. Kay and Castaldi!" Both men stand and await for their assignments. "You two will go in through the female locker room." Deke is first to respond, " Roger that." To which Castaldi just nodded.
" Street and Sanchez! You two will enter through the main gym entry. It's a wide open area with stadium seats so keep your eyes open," Hondo orders the two team members.
"I'm up for the challenge Hondo. Might hit the hoops while I'm in there. What do you say Chris?," Jim asks. "Sounds fun to me," Chris responds.
Hondo rolls his eyes at the two and then continues, "Sanderson, me and you will go in through the coaches office," Sanderson nods in acknowledgement. "Alright guys lets get this done right and with little human or property damage. We're still the shit list team. Alright lets kick some ass!"
All three teams take off to their assigned points of entry. Hondo and Sanderson burst through the coaches office door and slowly begin to check the office. Deke and Castaldi enter the ladies locker room and slowly walk toward the large locker section. The two separate to cover both sides of the locker rows. Slowly Deke and Castaldi make their way through the large locker room. They walk with their guns pointed straight ahead, leading their path. When they reach the last row they enter the showers.
" I think we are clear Deke," whispers Castaldi. " Roger that, I'll call it in," Deke replies in a whisper as well. Castaldi nods and stands in a ready position, in case of a surprise attack. "3-david to 70-david, the lockers are clear. No sign of suspects. Over," Deke says into his radio. Over Deke's radio we hear, " Roger that 3-david, hold your positions." Deke looks over at Castaldi and replies " Copy that 70-david."
Scene cuts to Street and Sanchez walking slowly through the entrance of the gym. "Sounds like Deke and Castaldi got the easy route," Street whispers in Sanchez's ear. Chris Sanchez smiles and whispers back "Leaves more fun for us." Jim Street flashes her his heart melting smile, which makes Chris forget what they were doing for a second. "How does he do that," she thinks to herself. Both Jim and Chris stop to take in their surroundings.
Slowly they look around the gym, taking in everything they can. While they continue to look, Jim begins to think to himself of all the possible areas these suspects could be hiding at. "Alright there are collapsible bleachers on both sides of the basketball court, which is dead center of the gym. There is an equipment room the far side of the gym. Hmmmmmmm……….where else could they hide?" As Street continues his survey he notices some ladders at all sides of the gym, which he notes that the ladders connect to catwalks and scaffoldings along the windows approximately four stories up.
Street did not like the situation. "Sanchez, if we are given a go to proceed, keep your eyes open. I don't like this situation one bit, this could become very bad for us," Street says to Chris flatly, but Chris could see his eyes pleading with her to be careful. "Same goes to you Jim." By using Streets first name, Chris was able to show her worry for him.
Jim breathes in and grabs his radio on his shoulder. "6-david to 70-david we have entered the gym. Do we have a go to proceed? Over." After about five seconds a response can be heard over the radio. "Roger 6-david you are a go. Proceed with caution." Jim releases his radio and stands ready to move forward. He signals to Chris to forward. She points her MP5 forward and they proceed forward extremely slow, while looking in all directions.
At the same moment, Hondo and Sanderson enter the coaches office's. Both men stay together, Hondo with his MP5 and Sanderson with his SPAS 12, and slowly check each office door, along with the restrooms. As Hondo and Sanderson slowly make their way to the last office door, they hear a light noise. " Sounds like someone just moved on the other side of that door Hondo," Sanderson says as he points the barrel of his gun at the office door. "Approach with caution, if you see anyone pointing a gun, drop'em," Hondo replies. Sanderson nods at Hondo, then both men begin to approach extremely slow towards the door.
When they reach the door, Hondo grabs the handle and then looks at Sanderson. He raises his hand with three fingers up, signaling a three second countdown. He then counts his fingers down and when he reaches one, the door bursts open and both men rush into the room. As they rush in both men yell, "Police!" and "Get on the ground!" Soon both men realized that there were no suspects in the room, only a man who looked like he had been struck several times and then chained to a redwood desk. The man also had tape on his mouth, to restrict him from yelling for help. "Shit! We have a hostage, I thought there was no one in the building. Sanderson lets get him up," Hondo says.
As both men begin freeing the man, they realize he is dressed in a janitors outfit. Hondo looks the man in the face and says," Sir, I'm going to take the tape off your mouth, it may hurt a little alright?" The man nods in understanding. "I'm going to have to tear it off fast so be prepared. Sanderson, call 70-david and tell them the situation," Hondo says towards Sanderson. Sanderson grabs his radio and walks towards the back of the office "70-david this is 9-david, we have located one hostage, Middle aged, African American man, appears to be a custodian……." slowly Sanderson's voice leaves the area and the focus is back on the custodian.
"Alright sir, on three. One! Two! Three!" after three Hondo tears the tape off. The pain of the tape being torn off makes the man yelp in pain. "Thank you for freeing me young men. Those men sure got me good," the older man said rubbing his head. "Do you know where they went?" Sanderson asked as he walked back over to them. "Yeah, but I wouldn't go to them with less then 6 guys," the man replies. "Oh yeah? Why's that sir?" Hondo says sarcastically unchaining the man. A little annoyed the older man replies, "Because these guys mean business. They have large, automatic weapons. Looked like AK47's and AR-15's. They also had combat armor, I know what it looks like because my son is a S.W.A.T. officer in Seattle. Along with the armor and weaponry, these guys kept talking about killing cops. They hate cops I guess and want to kill you guys, so they set up a trap."
"What kind of trap sir?" Hondo asks more seriously. "Wait, are there more of your team mates?" the man asks. "Two units in the locker rooms and two in the gym. Why, what's going on?" Sanderson asks. "Oh No! Get your men out of the gym now! We've been doing construction in there. All but one door is chained closed and blocked by construction equipment. There's only one way in. The men were going to sit on the ledges and bleachers and draw you guys into a turkey shoot! They'll be dead before they can react!" the man exclaims with fear in his eyes.
"Shit Hondo! Street and Sanchez…" Castaldi says with fear. Hondo grabs his radio, " Street! Sanchez! Get out of the gym now! You're walking into a trap!" Hondo orders into his radio. After hearing his command Jim looks over and Chris, reading her eyes, he knew she heard the call as well. From above the two we can see men slowly climbing into position, also one man hiding in the bleachers, and the last man hiding in the equipment room. The men from above, on both sides of Street and Sanchez, begin to take aim. As if on cue, all four men stand up and open fire.
Officer: We have four male suspects with automatic weapons holding up the Wells Fargo branch on Hollywood Blvd! We have one officer down! We are requesting a code three…..we need S.W.A.T. back up now!
Operator: Copy that, S.W.A.T. unit is in route
Music plays louder
We see car doors slam on three different cars. In an instant police lights and sirens blaze and the three black undercover S.W.A.T. vehicles gun it out of the police garage. The camera follows above the lead car and slowly zooms in on it. The picture changes from outside of the vehicle to the inside. Inside we see the all to familiar Sgt. Dan 'Hondo' Harrelson. Driving the vehicle we see David 'Deke' Kay.
"10-David to 70- David. We are in route of the emergency call of code 3. Do you copy, over," Hondo calls into his radio. Through the radio we hear the operator
respond, "Roger that 10-david. Be advised, suspects are heavily armed and very dangerous. They have moved their position to the West Hollywood High School Gym one mile south of the Wells Fargo Bank. No hostages have been taken. Over."
"Roger that 70-david. 10-david over and out," Hondo responds back to the operator. Hondo then looks at his gun to check his clip. He then changes the channel on his radio to the open frequency so he can give orders to the rest of his crew.
"Alright guys here's the situation. We have four heavily armed, very angry, very dangerous men held up in a High School gym.
Scene cuts too car 2 which is carrying new members Henry Sanderson and Matthew Castaldi
"Our job, which is no different then any other day, is to go into this gym, find the suspects and neutralize them," Hondo explains to his men and woman in his normal bad ass attitude.
Scene cuts to car 3 which is carrying the beautiful but tough Chris Sanchez and the famous Jim Street
"Just the same shit different day, huh Hondo?" Jim Street sarcastically replies which causes Chris Sanchez smile. Boy did he love that smile.
scene inside Hondos vehicle
"Right, same shit different day," Hondo replies to Streets remark and then yells, "Lets lock and load boys and girl!" As Hondo submits this last order he pushes his clip into his MP5 and cocks it. He then looks over at Deke and says, " Deke, floor this bitch!"
Deke looks straight forward, tightens his grip on the wheel and says, " Roger that!". He punches his foot on the pedal, forcing it all the way to the floor. The car then accelerates even faster as the camera pans up above the three vehicles.
The scene goes back to the car carrying Street and Sanchez. While driving Street sneaks looks at Sanchez. "God she's beautiful," he thinks. "I've been lucky to have her as my partner for a year now. We are a great team." The word partner always brought back memories, memories of Brain Gamble. They were a great team too, but their friendship ended when Brain quit. A year ago he felt so much pain.
A year ago that stupid frog gave his hundred million dollar offer to be broken out and shittiest of the shit attempt to break him out. So many cops died that week because of it. Brothers of the badge, gunned down for money. Of course Brain took the offer along with a fellow S.W.A.T officer and friend, T.J. McCabe. Those two shot and seriously wounded Michael Boxer, yet another cop casualty, and there friends shot Chris.
As would happen though, our S.W.A.T. team stopped them and I would kill Brian while T.J. would kill himself. A lot has happened since then. Sanchez healed extremely fast from her wounds and we became partners, Hondo felt we worked the best. A couple of months later we began looking for new members. It wouldn't take long to find two we would like.
The first one we found was Henry Sanderson in South Central. He is a great cop, but has several beatings on his record, mostly against gang members. He is very clear headed until someone pushes him to far, then he because a dangerous man. Sanderson is average in height, only standing at 6'0", but is one of the strongest men I have ever seen. He is also a good man to have watch your back because he is loyal to the badge.
The next man we found was Matt Castaldi. He is definitely one of Hondo's favorites, mostly because he is an ex-marine. Jar heads love jar heads I guess. He had only been an officer for two years, but he had an awesome record. He was the Captain's favorite because he had no beatings on his record either. Castaldi is a very cool headed man and an awesome shot, but unfortunately he is a ladies man, worse then me. He is constantly trying to get Sanchez.
That idea makes Jim increase his grip on the steering wheel. Chris notices that his knuckles are turning white. " Hey partner calm it down, I need you all there on this one," she have pleads have jokingly. "Sorry Chris, just have some personal issues, I'll be fine," Jim answers. This is true, he does have a lot of personal issues, mostly the nightmares. Nightmares of his past. "I need to clear my mind, I have to protect her," Jim thinks and then goes back to driving.
As the Camera follows the vehicles we start to see the school in the distance. Eventually the school becomes large enough we can see its true size. We see the main part of the high school is at least four stories, possibly where the classrooms are located. Off to its right we see the very large gym. As the camera pans around the high school we see the three S.W.A.T cars pull into the already police filled school parking lot. All three vehicles come to an immediate stop and the team piles out of their corresponding vehicles.
As Hondo exits his vehicle he spots an officer on a mega phone, so he proceeds towards the officer. "Throw your weapons out and come out with your hands up!," yells the officer on the mega phone.
Hondo walks up to the officer in his regular bad ass strut. The officer sees him out of the corner of his eye and turns to him expecting a question. "What's the situation with these four pricks?," Hondo asks. "The four male suspects entered Wells Fargo approximately five minutes before it closed, which was one hour ago. They held up the bank and shot the unarmed guard. His wounds aren't life threatening. When they exited the establishment they discovered a police vehicle across the way at an In and Out and assumed the vehicle was sent for them. They fired on the officers, injuring one. They then proceeded here and have been held up in the gym for the last forty five minutes," explains the officer.
"Let me get this straight. These four guys robbed a bank five minutes from closing, shot an unarmed security guard, and then attacked two officers on their lunch break? These guys aren't just pricks, their fucking assholes," Hondo sarcastically replies. The officer just nods his head at Hondo and turns his attention back to the situation. Hondo turns back towards his team. When he reaches them he explains the events leading up to this point.
" Jeez Hondo, these little shits are just asking for an ass kicking," Chris says abruptly. Jim looks at her and smiles then replies "You've got that right." Chris feels her heart melt at the sight of his smile. It always has that effect on her, she loves the feeling of being around him. Just the slightest brush of his skin on her or a whisper in her ear gives her goose bumps. She knew though that they could never be together for the job wouldn't allow it.
"Hey Chris! You ok there?" Street asks. Jims voice brings her back to reality and makes her realize she had been day dreaming. "Ya, I'm good. I'm just itching for some action," she says trying to cover up her day dreaming. " I can change that for you baby," Jim says playfully. Chris slaps his shoulder playfully and turns her attention back to Hondo.
"Alright Listen up!" The assertiveness in the voice of Hondo quiets down the group, " Here's the situation. The four suspects are stuck in this gym. Now there are three points of entry, one is through the side door, which leads to the basketball court and the male locker room. The second point of entry is through the female locker room. The third is through the coaches office. Now this is a large gym, with moveable stadium seating, so they could be hiding anywhere. Leave no place unchecked and keep a strong look out. Since there are three points of entry, we need to pair up in twos. Kay and Castaldi!" Both men stand and await for their assignments. "You two will go in through the female locker room." Deke is first to respond, " Roger that." To which Castaldi just nodded.
" Street and Sanchez! You two will enter through the main gym entry. It's a wide open area with stadium seats so keep your eyes open," Hondo orders the two team members.
"I'm up for the challenge Hondo. Might hit the hoops while I'm in there. What do you say Chris?," Jim asks. "Sounds fun to me," Chris responds.
Hondo rolls his eyes at the two and then continues, "Sanderson, me and you will go in through the coaches office," Sanderson nods in acknowledgement. "Alright guys lets get this done right and with little human or property damage. We're still the shit list team. Alright lets kick some ass!"
All three teams take off to their assigned points of entry. Hondo and Sanderson burst through the coaches office door and slowly begin to check the office. Deke and Castaldi enter the ladies locker room and slowly walk toward the large locker section. The two separate to cover both sides of the locker rows. Slowly Deke and Castaldi make their way through the large locker room. They walk with their guns pointed straight ahead, leading their path. When they reach the last row they enter the showers.
" I think we are clear Deke," whispers Castaldi. " Roger that, I'll call it in," Deke replies in a whisper as well. Castaldi nods and stands in a ready position, in case of a surprise attack. "3-david to 70-david, the lockers are clear. No sign of suspects. Over," Deke says into his radio. Over Deke's radio we hear, " Roger that 3-david, hold your positions." Deke looks over at Castaldi and replies " Copy that 70-david."
Scene cuts to Street and Sanchez walking slowly through the entrance of the gym. "Sounds like Deke and Castaldi got the easy route," Street whispers in Sanchez's ear. Chris Sanchez smiles and whispers back "Leaves more fun for us." Jim Street flashes her his heart melting smile, which makes Chris forget what they were doing for a second. "How does he do that," she thinks to herself. Both Jim and Chris stop to take in their surroundings.
Slowly they look around the gym, taking in everything they can. While they continue to look, Jim begins to think to himself of all the possible areas these suspects could be hiding at. "Alright there are collapsible bleachers on both sides of the basketball court, which is dead center of the gym. There is an equipment room the far side of the gym. Hmmmmmmm……….where else could they hide?" As Street continues his survey he notices some ladders at all sides of the gym, which he notes that the ladders connect to catwalks and scaffoldings along the windows approximately four stories up.
Street did not like the situation. "Sanchez, if we are given a go to proceed, keep your eyes open. I don't like this situation one bit, this could become very bad for us," Street says to Chris flatly, but Chris could see his eyes pleading with her to be careful. "Same goes to you Jim." By using Streets first name, Chris was able to show her worry for him.
Jim breathes in and grabs his radio on his shoulder. "6-david to 70-david we have entered the gym. Do we have a go to proceed? Over." After about five seconds a response can be heard over the radio. "Roger 6-david you are a go. Proceed with caution." Jim releases his radio and stands ready to move forward. He signals to Chris to forward. She points her MP5 forward and they proceed forward extremely slow, while looking in all directions.
At the same moment, Hondo and Sanderson enter the coaches office's. Both men stay together, Hondo with his MP5 and Sanderson with his SPAS 12, and slowly check each office door, along with the restrooms. As Hondo and Sanderson slowly make their way to the last office door, they hear a light noise. " Sounds like someone just moved on the other side of that door Hondo," Sanderson says as he points the barrel of his gun at the office door. "Approach with caution, if you see anyone pointing a gun, drop'em," Hondo replies. Sanderson nods at Hondo, then both men begin to approach extremely slow towards the door.
When they reach the door, Hondo grabs the handle and then looks at Sanderson. He raises his hand with three fingers up, signaling a three second countdown. He then counts his fingers down and when he reaches one, the door bursts open and both men rush into the room. As they rush in both men yell, "Police!" and "Get on the ground!" Soon both men realized that there were no suspects in the room, only a man who looked like he had been struck several times and then chained to a redwood desk. The man also had tape on his mouth, to restrict him from yelling for help. "Shit! We have a hostage, I thought there was no one in the building. Sanderson lets get him up," Hondo says.
As both men begin freeing the man, they realize he is dressed in a janitors outfit. Hondo looks the man in the face and says," Sir, I'm going to take the tape off your mouth, it may hurt a little alright?" The man nods in understanding. "I'm going to have to tear it off fast so be prepared. Sanderson, call 70-david and tell them the situation," Hondo says towards Sanderson. Sanderson grabs his radio and walks towards the back of the office "70-david this is 9-david, we have located one hostage, Middle aged, African American man, appears to be a custodian……." slowly Sanderson's voice leaves the area and the focus is back on the custodian.
"Alright sir, on three. One! Two! Three!" after three Hondo tears the tape off. The pain of the tape being torn off makes the man yelp in pain. "Thank you for freeing me young men. Those men sure got me good," the older man said rubbing his head. "Do you know where they went?" Sanderson asked as he walked back over to them. "Yeah, but I wouldn't go to them with less then 6 guys," the man replies. "Oh yeah? Why's that sir?" Hondo says sarcastically unchaining the man. A little annoyed the older man replies, "Because these guys mean business. They have large, automatic weapons. Looked like AK47's and AR-15's. They also had combat armor, I know what it looks like because my son is a S.W.A.T. officer in Seattle. Along with the armor and weaponry, these guys kept talking about killing cops. They hate cops I guess and want to kill you guys, so they set up a trap."
"What kind of trap sir?" Hondo asks more seriously. "Wait, are there more of your team mates?" the man asks. "Two units in the locker rooms and two in the gym. Why, what's going on?" Sanderson asks. "Oh No! Get your men out of the gym now! We've been doing construction in there. All but one door is chained closed and blocked by construction equipment. There's only one way in. The men were going to sit on the ledges and bleachers and draw you guys into a turkey shoot! They'll be dead before they can react!" the man exclaims with fear in his eyes.
"Shit Hondo! Street and Sanchez…" Castaldi says with fear. Hondo grabs his radio, " Street! Sanchez! Get out of the gym now! You're walking into a trap!" Hondo orders into his radio. After hearing his command Jim looks over and Chris, reading her eyes, he knew she heard the call as well. From above the two we can see men slowly climbing into position, also one man hiding in the bleachers, and the last man hiding in the equipment room. The men from above, on both sides of Street and Sanchez, begin to take aim. As if on cue, all four men stand up and open fire.