Chapter 152 is very insulting
The night is dark and the lights are brightly lit in the warehouse.
AKs, ARs and shotguns are placed on the shelves, and everyone is choosing the most convenient weapon.
Ayala stood in front of the whiteboard and drew a simple building plan based on the information provided by Ramirez.
Camila, who had changed into a black combat uniform, took out the saber from her waist, pointed at the floor plan, and said to her subordinates: "Brothers, there are only two targets, a man and a woman, but don't underestimate them. Both men and women are top experts with guns.”
She did not find a photo of Hawke Osment, so she fixed the poster of Erica Ferguson in the newspaper on the side of the whiteboard: "This is one of the goals. I don't ask to be captured alive, just to kill him."
A man with a big beard said: "This chick is so hot."
" Her shooting skills are even better than her figure!" Camila reminded, to encourage morale: "If you kill either Erica Ferguson or Hawke Osment, you will receive a bonus of US$2 million in addition to the basic remuneration."
As soon as these words came out, the dozen or so strong men began to breathe rapidly.
In a place like Mexico, a few thousand dollars is enough to fight.
Camila Saber pointed to the back door on the floor plan and said to the bearded man: "Cuevas, you lead 7 people to attack from the back to prevent them from escaping. The others will enter from the front entrance with me."
She looked at it. To a bald man: "Sesco, you lead a team of people to attack the garage from here, and the rest of the people follow me to the main entrance of the villa."
"Yes!" The responses of these people were relatively neat.
The people Camila brought here this time were all elites. Before joining the Mule Gang, they had a common identity, a Mexican anti-narcotics police officer.
As Campos said to Hawke, the reason why many people do this business in Mexico is to have capital to switch careers and become traffickers.
Everyone had already chosen their weapons. Camila picked up her AR and emphasized again: "Remember, don't underestimate the enemy!"
Ayala added: "After you succeed, use plan No. 2 to disperse and retreat. , if anyone is caught by the LAPD, remember what to say, your family will live a prosperous life."
This group of desperadoes got into multiple cars, including two larger ones. Tall truck.
Ayala took one person and drove to the security booth at the entrance first, and walked in together with his money-making ability and the fake reporter tag.
While the security guard was counting the money, the two men got angry and sent the security guard to God to count the money.
Several cars drove into the Silver Lake community and arrived near the target villa at night. Two taller trucks leaned against the wall.
On the second floor of the villa, the light is on in the master bedroom.
Hoke, who had just finished practicing his marksmanship, put on his shorts after taking a shower, came behind Erica who was blowing her hair, and said, "Your mother came to see me a few days ago."
Erica looked back: "I heard what my mother said, she is going to invest in your new company."
Hoke suddenly heard a vibration, which was a warning from the security system that the villa was being invaded. .
He tapped the computer keyboard in the room, and a surveillance image appeared on the screen.
Under the hidden surveillance camera, there were many cars parked in front and behind the villa's courtyard wall. Two trucks were parked in front of the wall. Several armed men jumped from the trucks into the courtyard.
In this short period of time, Erica turned off the hair dryer, took off the leather band on her wrist, and tied her hair.
Hoke opened the cabinet near the computer, took out the tactical vest, and threw it to Erica. He put on another one as quickly as possible, then took out the AR15 on the side of the drawer, and first put on one Handed it to Erica and took out another one.
The two men also had three AR magazines, a Glock pistol, a headset, a saber and a simple gas mask inserted into their tactical vests.
In a moment, Hawke and Erica were fully armed and had flash suppressors installed on their spears.
"There are more than 20 targets, attack from both sides." Hawke reminded: "You are behind me."
Erica left the room without saying any unnecessary nonsense, holding the gun in her arms. .
As she ran quickly, she had already dialed 911: "I am Detective Sergeant Erica Ferguson, the police number... I was attacked by more than 20 serious people in 10 residences in the Silver Lake community. Weapon bandits are attacking, requesting support! Please send SWAT support as quickly as possible!”
The LAPD Parker Center was immediately alerted, and the Air Support Division and SWAT (D) under the Special Operations Bureau sounded the alarm.
But it takes time for them to get here, and Hawke and Erica have to hold on.
Erica opened the multi-window house facing north, rushed in quickly, and came to a window. Her fingers tapped on the keyboard. A surveillance screen appeared on the computer screen, infrared thermal imaging started, and eight people were seen. clearly visible.
She put on the headset and said: "I have 8 people here."
Hoke said: "13 people in the front yard."
Near the wall of the front yard, Two ladders descended, and 13 heavily armed men in black entered one after another, including Camilla.
It was very quiet inside the villa, and the largest window on the second floor was always lit.
Camilla pointed left and right, and Sesko led a few people to move quickly to the side.
Ayala leaned against a lamppost and waved her hand: "Fernando, shock bomb!"
The couple had excellent marksmanship and skill, and they prepared a A great gift.
A strong man with a height of 1.9 meters led two people forward to touch.
Fernando was holding a large-caliber shotgun powerful enough to blast through ordinary bulletproof glass.
The other two people took off the shock bombs they bought at a high price from their waists.
On the second floor, Hawke said: "Attention, I'm going to turn on the lights."
Erica responded: "Roger that."
Hoke pressed the remote control When the lights in the bedroom on the second floor were turned off, a dazzling light lit up in the front and backyard, just like the middle of the day.
The security system is also fully activated.
Suddenly, the night turned into day. The people in the courtyard had difficulty adapting and subconsciously closed their eyes.
Some people shot forward in self-defense.
The gunfire rang out and hit the walls and glass on the first and second floors. The bulletproof glass blocked the attack.
Hoke has already set up an AR15 in front of the window. Within a distance of 50 meters, armed men in black are no different from fixed targets on the shooting range.
He almost didn't need to aim, and relied on the feeling brought by long-term gun practice to aim the gun at the tallest man. Bang bang bang!
A clear gunshot sounded, and three bloody flowers exploded from Fernando's broad chest and abdomen.
He fell to the ground without even letting out a scream.
The two people following him wanted to lie down, but one of them felt something stepped on his feet. An insignificant electric shock sounded, and a burst of smoke came from above his head.
In his last moment of consciousness, he found his companion not far away, and his head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
The muzzle of the gun moved, and Hawke fired repeatedly. The man with smoke above his head was shot in the chest and fell straight down.
The rest of the people looked for cover. Some hid behind trees, some hid behind decorative stone sculptures, and some lay down on the ground.
After this brief adjustment, their eyes were almost adapted to the light. They picked up their guns one by one and fired towards the place where the gunshot sounded on the second floor and the lighted place on the top floor.
The bullet flew over and hit the window, making a crackling sound.
There were large spiderweb-like cracks on the glass, but none of them shattered immediately.
Hoke had already hid behind the masonry and concrete wall and ducked to another window.
"Lights, kill those lights." Camilla shouted and raised her gun to fire. The AR bullet hit the lampshade on the top floor, but the lights did not go out.
She cursed secretly: "The bastards who live here are all perverts!"
Ayala hid behind a thick tree and saw the situation on the glass with the help of light , that couple of bitches are really perverted, they even used bulletproof glass!
Then he realized something wasn't right. The gunfire was too sparse.
Some people didn’t shoot!
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.
Behind a stone sculpture, someone screamed.
This guy has very high military qualities. When the gunfire rang out, even though his eyes were stimulated by the bright light and couldn't see clearly for a while, he still relied on his memory to jump behind the stone sculpture.
The other person was lying on the ground, picking up the gun and wanting to shoot, but suddenly he found that something seemed to vibrate underneath him.
The metal crown on the top of the stone sculpture shook slightly, and a ball inlaid on it fell down and exploded in the air.
The sound is not loud, the power is average, and the insult is very strong.
The ball is filled with ultra-high concentrations of capsicum oleoresin and capsaicin similar to those used in anti-wolf spray.
The liquid exploded and fell on the Mexican's body, hands, and face, and flew into his eyes.
The feeling is worse than the police spraying on your face.
The man screamed and subconsciously wiped his eyes, but the liquid on his hand touched his eyes again, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
He lost control of his body and his head emerged from behind the statue.
As Ayala watched, the man was shot in the head, ending all suffering.
Almost at the same moment, another person wanted to rush behind the stone platform. After running a few steps, he fell and fell into a pit that suddenly appeared.
At the bottom of the pit, one sharp steel drill after another shone with a cold light.
This man suddenly had a dozen more thoughts.
Ayala was confused about the situation for a moment and pressed her body against the tree trunk.
On the branch above, a package was opened, and a soft net with metal wires and weighted balls fell down, covering an area of more than ten square meters.
There was a deadly gunman on the second floor. When Ayala heard the wind above her head, she had no time to dodge and did not dare to escape. She stretched out her hands to hold her head.
The net fell down and came into contact with Ayala's skin. Electric sparks crackled and flickered. Ayala turned her head hard and looked towards Camila, but did not see her beloved, and fell to the ground.
Bang, bang, bang—
The fatal AR sounded three times in a row, hitting Ayala twice in the chest and once in his neck.
Five or six meters away, Camila, who was hiding behind the base of the lamp pole, stared at Ayala's head, with only a small half of her neck connected to her body, her eyes wide open.
She picked up the gun, pointed it at the second floor window, and fired repeatedly.
But the opponent is hiding in the dark, and even the glass is bulletproof. How to fight?
In the backyard of the villa, gunshots and screams were also heard.
Her people are being slaughtered!
This is completely different from what I expected.
The expectation is to sneak in secretly and launch a thunderous strike. Even if they are discovered, they can still use their numbers and firepower advantages to kill the couple.
The moment this thought came to Camila's mind, Sesco's left leg on the other side was on fire, and he rolled out trying to extinguish the flames.
Under the bright light, even if the flaming target is rolling, it is just a side dish to Hawke who is hiding in the dark.
He quickly moves the muzzle of the gun and uses the gunshot to name names while helping the target eliminate pain.
After three shots, the target could not feel the burning of the flames, and allowed the flames to burn his body and torso.
He nodded twitchingly, as if silently thanking you.
The few people still alive in the front yard raised their guns and pointed them at the second floor and started shooting wildly.
But there are many windows on the second floor, all of which are installed with bulletproof glass. Hawke is in the dark, condescending and firmly in control of the situation.
He changed his position, facing the position where the gun flame lit up, and emptied the magazine in one breath.
A Mexican guy holding an AR fell to the ground.
Hoke changed the magazine and frowned slightly.
The handiwork is not perfect, and some security mechanisms were not triggered, or did not activate after being triggered.
There are still many areas for improvement.
(End of this chapter)