Chapter 826 The Way of Death
However, unfortunately, when Jack led the team to sneak into this monastery, what he saw was not the armed nuns in someone’s fantasy, but a group of over forty years old. Even a grandma who is fifty years old and wrapped up tightly.
In a warehouse in the monastery, these nuns, wearing thick black nun uniforms, leather gloves and 3M masks, are re-grinding pieces of extremely pure semi-finished phenolphthalein into powder, and Other additives and poisons are mixed together and repackaged.
After this kind of stuff hits the streets, it is still a very "good enough" product, and the price is extremely high, which is not something that ordinary drug addicts can enjoy.
In order to lower the price, street drug dealers will continue to mix some kind of veterinary sedatives as cheap additives into these "strong enough" goods, which not only reduces the purity, but also effectively prolongs the so-called "pleasure" time.
Of course, this veterinary sedative called "xylazine" is far more harmful to the human body than ordinary poisons. You can see how terrifying its effectiveness is from its other nickname - "zombie drug".
After using "xylazine", addicts will develop large ulcers at the injection site, bleeding will not stop, local nerves will be permanently damaged, and they will fall into a state of unconsciousness for a long time.
Philadelphia’s Kensington Street is full of homeless people who have been injected with this drug. They are half-clothed, their bodies are covered with rotting wounds, and they are covered with flies and fleas. It even lacks arms and legs and wanders the streets like a zombie, just like a real version of the zombie siege.
In Jack’s previous life, this place had become a check-in holy place for various Internet celebrities. They drove up and down this several-kilometer-long street to photograph these walking dead, and gained a lot of information on various social platforms. of clicks and attention.
However, this kind of attention is not out of sympathy or pity for these addicts, it is simply a curiosity and ugliness.
Jack didn't know if these nuns and nuns were forced to engage in the drug industry. At least the abbot of this monastery was definitely not innocent, but it seemed impossible to say how ironic this was.
Just like those Buddhist temples and nunneries that hide evil and evil in Chinese history, in European and American history, monasteries in certain places were also called "noble women's monasteries". Thinking about it this way, it seems that That's very reasonable.
Squatting under the warehouse window and observing the situation inside, Jack was slightly disappointed. Of course, it was not because he did not see the beautiful nun wearing a garter, but because almost no one inside was carrying weapons.
Having no weapons means that you will not resist. If you don't resist, you can only arrest. Jack rubbed his face to hide the disappointment in his eyes, and made a gesture to the others.
Everyone pulled up their night vision goggles, took out the gas masks they had prepared and put them on their faces. The reason why poison is called poison is, of course, because it is extremely toxic.
Take the drug addicts they are about to face as an example. Only two milligrams of high-purity phenolphthalein can cause death. Don’t be fooled by the scenes shown in movies and TV series.
It’s like almost Forensic doctors in all film and television works do not wear masks. When the police raid a drug scene like this, they rush in without any protection just to let the actors show their faces.
In addition to the gas masks, his teammates, the Marshals Service detectives and all the SWAT team members who were following Jack also carried several injections of naloxone on their bodies just in case. They were for movies. The most effective antidote to drugs.
Reports from other teams confirming their arrival came from the earphones from time to time. Jack glanced at Maldonado, who was talking to a 60-year-old nanny in the warehouse, and Luis, who was still dressed as a priest. , pressed the call button on the headset.
"Target confirmed, action requested."
"Act!" Following Jubal's order, a SWAT team member picked up the door-breaking hammer and hit the door lock hard. After a loud bang, the door of the drug warehouse with the sign "Ladies' Lounge" opened. .
“FBI! No movement!”
“No movement! Let me see your hands.”
“USMS! No movement!”
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!" Jack and Clay, who were at the front, fired at the same time, beating two old ladies who reached under the table and tried to take off their submachine guns to fight back. "Ah! Help!"
Screams suddenly broke out in the warehouse. Most of the nuns were so frightened that they squatted on the spot and did not dare to resist. The fake priest Louis, who was pointed at by several assault rifles, also threw away the Uzi in his hand. Submachine gun, hands raised high.
"Fakiyu, you bunch of haunted snipers!"
A ridiculous scene appeared. Maldo seemed to be frightened by the sudden arrival of the police. Nadeau, after moving half a step without leaving any trace, suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle the neck of the old woman in front of him, and put the pistol to her head.
"Put down the gun! Don't be stupid! You still have a chance to get out of here alive." The old bailiff Samuels was very experienced. While issuing a warning, he kept walking around and stood between two sides. To the right of the person, the only passageway at hand is blocked.
Clay walked around to the left without saying a word, and pointed the gun steadily at Maldonado's head.
“I won’t go with you.”
Maldonado’s old face was full of despair and madness, and he strangled the old woman’s neck with his left hand. Stop shook the other person from side to side, trying to use her body to cover himself.
The golden cross hanging on the old nanny's chest kept swinging due to Maldonado's movements and the struggle of its owner. The Son of God on the cross showed compassion and silently watched the extremely absurd scene. .
"You have no way to escape, Maldonado, let her go. Only then will you have a chance to survive."
While Jack was talking nonsense, he pointed the MDX508 short-barreled assault rifle firmly at the guy's head and stepped forward quickly. He didn't stop until the two sides were no more than seven or eight meters apart.
"Stop, if you step forward I will beat her to death. Don't even think about it. I have spent such a high price, and I am only one step away from success!"
Mardona Duo shook his head crazily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his originally gray hair was randomly dyed a strange brown color by hair dye, sticking tightly to his scalp, which looked a little funny.
You are shaking your head, Jack can't help but feel a little irritated, just stand there and don't move, just let the employer shoot you in the head and that will be the end of it?
His after-effects after a big battle during the day were just beginning to set in. The old ladies and nuns I saw just now all seemed to have pretty features, and the abstinence-style uniforms were indeed a bonus.
"OK, OK, you win. Please don't hurt this grandma. You were raised by a 'good Samaritan' like her since you were a child, right? Hey, look at me. I'll put down my weapon first to show my sincerity. .
Let’s discuss it carefully, there will be a way, there will always be a way, right?”
Jack turned on the serious nonsense mode and put the MDX508 in his hand. On the table beside him, his hands drooped, and his fingertips had touched the quick-draw gun holster on the outside of his right leg without any trace.
"Leave here, leave this room and we will talk, me"
"Bang!" Maldonado suddenly had a bloody hole in his forehead, and a 7.5mm bullet accurately hit him A hole opened in his head, and the unabated bullet flew out from the back of his head and nailed into the wall behind him.
The Secret of American Iai-"The Art of Drawing a Gun" is here!
(End of this chapter)