American police did this because they had legal grounds.
This was mentioned in the American police's law enforcement articles: a suicidal person with unstable emotions is highly likely to harm law enforcement officers and those around them. Especially when committing suicide with a gun, their emotions are extremely unstable at the moment of suicide. To avoid casualties, police can shoot and kill the suicidal person.
Of course, police can also choose to comfort the suicidal person with words and persuasion to give up suicide.
This might save a life, but it's unnecessary for the police.
Saving a suicidal person won't bring any substantial rewards to the police. On the contrary, it would greatly increase their risk of being harmed. No one can guarantee what an emotionally agitated suicidal person might do next.
The police are responsible for the safety of the entire area, not individuals, and they prioritize their own safety. Therefore, with a few shots, the suicidal person is killed, which is legal, reasonable, and most importantly, safe. As for the suicidal person who was shot, sorry, if you don't care about your own life, how can you expect others to care.
But whether it was suicide or accidental killing, anyone with a discerning eye would notice that no matter how high the accidental killing rate of American police, those killed by American police were always from the middle class or the working class, and among these, they were mainly Asians and Blacks. Wealthy white gentlemen were never accidentally killed or injured by the police.
"Captain, the explosion is coming from below."
"Below?" Willie raised an eyebrow and said, "Take a few men to check. Remember, safety first. If you find any suspected accomplices of the criminals, empty your magazines immediately without hesitation."
"Yes."
The deputy captain nodded, turned around, waved, and led two SWAT officers downstairs.
Willie trusted the deputy captain's abilities.
After the deputy captain led his men downstairs, Willie ordered them to continue forward.
After a long climb, Willie and his team finally arrived at the door of the thirty-first floor.
Willie signaled, and the SWAT officers responsible for the assault understood tacitly, moving stealthily to either side of the door.
One of the assault members extended his right hand and began to count down.
Three, two, one, go!
As the countdown ended, the two were about to charge in. But as soon as they reached the door, before the battering ram could be used, the door suddenly opened from the inside. A man in a Stark security uniform walked out, twisting his head and speaking to someone behind him.
"I told you I won't join. I'm just an ordinary person!"
Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and saw a thick, black iron pole coming at him. His body instinctively dodged to the side.
It would have been better if he hadn't dodged, but this dodge caused trouble.
"Asian? Shoot! Shoot!"
The moment Willie saw him, he unceremoniously ordered a shooting.
Some might wonder why Willie ordered a shooting for no reason. Wasn't he afraid that the person was an ordinary hostage?
To be honest, Willie wasn't afraid at all.
In dealing with hostage situations like this, and such a serious large-scale hostage crisis, there are allowances for accidental casualties to allow the police to act freely in rescuing people. As long as the number of accidental casualties is within this range, Willie would not face legal prosecution.
Not to mention that Willie had his own reasoning.
First of all, if the person was an ordinary hostage, why wasn't he with the other hostages? Even if the criminals were killed by an explosion, would a frightened ordinary person walk out so calmly?
Willie had handled many hostage rescue cases. After each case, most of the rescued hostages would have weak legs and tears streaming down their faces due to extreme fear. Even the bravest ones would show signs of fear or shock.
Willie had seen clearly. This person showed none of these emotions. Moreover, he was clearly talking to someone when he came out.
Who else could he be talking to in such a place? Hostages? Of course not, hostages would be terrified and unable to converse with him. Therefore, the person he was talking to was likely a criminal accomplice, meaning his identity was that of a criminal accomplice.
Finally, and most importantly, this guy was Asian, and he easily dodged the battering ram. He was definitely a criminal accomplice.
Chen Long was also bewildered. When he heard Willie's order to shoot, Chen Long instantly exploded. Fortunately, the SWAT officers who shot were all "borderline masters," and Chen Long was quick-witted. The moment Willie gave the order, Chen Long dodged to the side.
This caused all the incoming bullets to hit the door.
"Hey, I'm just an ordinary citizen. Why are you..."
Chen Long poked his head out from the side, wanting to explain a few things. But before he could finish, he was met with another burst of bullets.
Originally, Chen Long's heart had somewhat settled after seeing the SWAT officers arrive. But who would have thought that they would try to kill him without a word, and without giving him a chance to explain?
At this moment, Natasha also heard the gunshots and ran over, thinking there were other accomplices of Gul left in the building who were coming up to avenge him.
"Are you okay?"
She asked, helping Chen Long up from the ground.
"Okay?" Chen Long raised an eyebrow and said, "There's a big problem. Outside, a group of SWAT officers wanted my life. I know your S.H.I.E.L.D. has a confidentiality agreement, but there's no need to silence me."
"Silence you? What are you talking about?"
Natasha was confused by Chen Long's words. She had just wanted to invite Chen Long to join the Avengers Initiative, as it was Nick Fury's intention.
Although as a seasoned ace agent, Natasha didn't think recruiting an archaeologist into the Avengers Initiative would be of much help. Even as an advisor to Section 13, he only fought against insignificant criminal gangs like the Hand.
Even his impressive feat of repelling demons later on was attributed to that magical armor. If the armor were given to her, she was sure she could do better than Chen Long.
However, these were Natasha's thoughts before she truly understood Chen Long's combat skills.
After completing this hostage rescue mission with Chen Long, Natasha also acknowledged his combat prowess. Although Chen Long repeatedly emphasized that he was just an ordinary archaeologist, his combat skills were no less than those of professionally trained agents, and more importantly, Chen Long achieved this without any external enhancements.
In this regard, Natasha could only attribute Chen Long's strength to mysterious Chinese Kung Fu.
However, Natasha was not one to force others to join. Since Chen Long chose to refuse, Natasha felt there was no need to keep him. As long as he wasn't a blabbermouth and didn't say anything carelessly after leaving, S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't bother him, let alone silence him.