Serra 7: the Founder

Los San Enos in 1997. Old residents also call it the "Slow City" - the palm-lined streets, the taco stands at the weekend markets, and the bells of the church on the top of the mountain can be heard to the sea. In retirement communities and marinas, the police's biggest problem is delinquents stealing beer after school. But dangerous rifts have opened. Technology companies moved in, glass-walled office buildings rose from the ground, new residents happily called it "Little Silicon Beach", and the old people blamed LS for losing its soul. Cargo traffic at the port doubled, and container seals were cut and replaced at night. As the economy develops, so does the crime rate. The first major gang outpost opens in the East End, and fights go from monthly to weekly. But the city council is still arguing - "We are not Los Angeles, we don't need SWAT." LSPD actually has a SWAT. It was established in the 1970s under the influence of the LAPD, almost thirty years ago. Black combat uniform, helmet, MP5, it looks like that. But the training is squeezed out, the players are part-time, and the tactics are the same as those of the third team in the 1980s. They are more like patrol officers wearing special uniforms. Vincent Costa transferred from the New York Police Department. No one knows why. He was so taciturn that the patrolmen called him "the New Yorker." It wasn't until he picked up the MP5 that he discovered this team - they encountered crazy drug dealers, and their victory depended on the opponent's crude weapons. Costa was a former Ranger and had seen what a real SWAT officer looked like. He went to the old captain: "We need to benchmark the LAPD, we need professionals." The old captain looked at him, speechless.