Chapter 312 The Real Fighter


City of St. Louis, Mexico.

This city is less than 100 kilometers away from the U.S.-Mexico border, typically too far from heaven and too close to America.

Sanders, deputy director of the St. Louis Police Department, was wearing casual clothes and entered a bar with the "Tequila" sign.

When you work during the day, there are not many people in the bar.

Sandra looked at a guy wearing a cowboy hat and quickly walked over and sat opposite him.

Shaville, the big leader of the Agave Gang, raised the brim of the hat, picked up the agave on the table, poured him a cup, and said, "Is Mayor Maria's topic of tomorrow's speech still anti-drug?" Sandra said, "She didn't learn any lessons from the previous escape. She thought that she could control the police station by changing the new director. It was too simple to think, what can a director do with the police station?"

"The new generation Are all politicians so idealistic? "Shaville really can't figure it out: "The last time the random gun shot killed her husband, she was lucky and was rescued, and she actually wanted to destroy our business." Sandra suggested, "Then kill her and make her shut up forever."

Shaville picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "We thought about it, finish the work that we didn't finish last time."

He asked, "Will the police station provide escorts for tomorrow's speech?"

Sandra knew what he wanted to do: "Yes, the SWAT team will protect Mayor Maria in close proximity and take on the pick-up and drop-off work."

"Very good, let her give a drug-drug speech, let her be passionate." Shaville smiled gloomy and terrible: "Our dear Mayor Maria just finished her great anti-drug speech, just became an angel of justice, and then was shot to death by drug dealers in the street. It would definitely be shocking."

Sandra was relieved: "Original Director should be mine, she airborne one, damn it."

Sharville suddenly put away her smile and asked, "You are the capable subordinate, the bastard who the SWAT team can beat the most, yet there is no news?"

Sandra knew who he was talking about. That bastard was like this mayor. He had problems with his head. He kept a lot of money and insisted on drug control. He also caught several important figures in the Tequila Gang, which forced him to take action.

As a result, he only killed his family and friends, but did not kill anyone, and was killed by the other party.

This matter is so infuriating.

Sandra shook her head: "No one was found, she has been missing for two years."

Shaville didn't take it seriously, and said, "Will you be in charge tomorrow?"

"There are requirements above, you must always be able to live up to your face." Sandra said, "Don't hurt my people when you attack." Shaville said, "We will have cars to separate you."

The two finalized the fate of the city's nominal highest administrative official.

After Sandra left, Shaville went to the wine cellar, went down from the cellar, and also had a large basement.

There are weapons here, and there are 8 fierce gunmen who are debugging and maintaining guns.

But no one noticed that two Mexicans were observing the tequila bar on the second floor of a hotel diagonally opposite the bar.

Traders are an important part of Mexican society. In places far away from the capital Mexico City and close to the U.S. border, the gangs of traffickers are almost public.

They have been observing here for many days and have identified several senior executives of the Tequila Gang who often go in and out of the bar.

Especially, the big boss, Shaville, spends a lot of time in the bar.

When the weather got dark, the two drove out of St. Louis, came to a repair shop in the northern suburbs, and went directly into a factory shed.

Nearly twenty people have gathered here.

In the middle of the factory shed, there is a long wooden table filled with weapons.

Campos is organizing a handful of M4s.

Yero on the other side chose his favorite light machine gun.

The mercenary leader Boske commanded four subordinates and brought two more boxes, which exposed the C4, grenade and bazooka inside after opening it.

When Boske saw that everyone was back, he said to Campos, "Everyone is here."

Campos put down the gun in his hand, got up and came to the head of the long table, and said, "I'll talk about the latest situation in detail."

A man who just came in was the first to speak: "Tequila Bar is the target gang resident, and the target character Shaville is basically in the bar during the day."

He put out the photos and videos he took through his laptop.

Campos looked at Boske: "What do you think?"

The transaction is expensive, and Boske collects money to do things: "You are the commander, we will obey your orders."

Campos, who has put on makeup, thinks a little, and says: "Now the news is sure that the St. Louis Police Department's SWAT team will be responsible for protecting Mayor Maria tomorrow. This SWAT team has been corrupted. The information obtained before, the Tequila Gang is going to attack Maria. They will take action tomorrow with the past style of drug dealers."

Boske fully agrees: "Last month, a mayor who advocates drug control completed the inauguration ceremony less than three hours, and has not even officially taken office at the City Hall. He was shot dead in the street."

This is a typical dealer style, with killing as a warning.

Campos had a lot of dealings with the Tequila Gang two years ago, and understood the gang's style of doing things, saying, "In accordance with their usual way of killing important targets, the second leader Cesar and the third leader Fehrman will lead the team in person."

Boske asked, "We are divided into two teams?"

"No, three teams!" Campos took out the map that had been studied thoroughly and said, "The first team is led by Boske, and ambushed here, here, and here. After the mayor gave his speech, he will definitely leave here."

He looked at Carlos and Jero who were wearing the same makeup and said, "You are familiar with the terrain and follow Boske." The two nodded.

Campos pointed to Garcia: "You lead a team of people. At the end of the mayor's speech, I will notify you that you will rush into the Tequila bar! The most elite force of Tequila will definitely attack Maria. You will kill all the remaining people in the bar, and leave no one!"

Garcia responded, "Yes."

Campos pointed to the speech square on the map: "This is a speech on drug control. The chief and deputy chief of the St. Louis Police Department must attend. Juan and Fiona, you follow me, our goal is Sanders."

The retreat after the plan is completed, both sides made arrangements.

The action was arranged, and Campos asked Boske to speak on the other side.

The few days he returned to St. Louis, he saw everything. The team led by Boske was very professional.

When he came here, Hawke told some things.

Campos doesn't say it's false, it's very direct: "Are you interested in establishing more cooperation in the future?"

"I don't take the work in the United States, and I don't take the work of the four monsters in East Asia." Boske is very self-aware and knows how to survive: "These places are too dangerous, and it's very likely that they can't get out alive if they go."

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Although I say I'm trying my best to work hard, I can't even go even if I know I'm dead.

They are mercenaries, not soldiers.

Campos said, "The jobs in these places will not be found for you."

Boske nodded and said, "As long as you give enough money, everything else is easy to say. I have worked with your East Coast employer several times."

Campos said, "I will contact you in the future."

Boske also saw Campos and his subordinates' professional qualities, and they were not cheating, so he stretched out his hand: "I wish us a happy future cooperation."

The two big hands wearing tactical gloves held each other together.

The next morning.

Hundreds of citizens gathered in front of the temporary podium in St. Louis Square.

The special police with live ammunition stood in front of the podium. Mayor Maria, who was elected last year, stood on the podium, shouting loudly at the citizens and the media cameras, telling about the harm of drugs, telling about drug-related crimes, harm to the city of St. Louis and citizens, etc.

The chief of the police station on one side of the podium frowned, as if he was carrying an impossible task on his back.

On the other side, Sanders, the deputy director who truly held power, always had a smile on his face.

Speaking of the emotional part, Maria took off her top, leaving only a black bust, revealing the gunshot scar on her body: "I took off my clothes and just wanted to show my wounds. These were all left after the last drug dealer shooting. Despite the injury, I still stood here bravely. Even if I lost my husband, I would not surrender or leave. I would fight drugs all the time and never stop!"

This female mayor, even though she was engaged in one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, was still full of fighting spirit.

But in the square, there were very few responders.

Citizens are very aware that those things have already penetrated into every corner of the city.

Even if the mayor declares war, it will be useless.

Finally, applause rang out, and sparse applause spread throughout the square.

Maria put on her clothes, waved her fists high, and walked under the podium.

Compared with the various fairies and monsters in Los Angeles.

This is the real feminist fighter.

Maria got into her car under the escort of the SWAT police.

A ordinary police car in front opens the road, Maria's car in the middle, and a explosion-proof car from the SWAT team followed behind.

The convoy of three cars turned out of the square and headed towards the city hall.

The car had just turned into the main road and passed an intersection when a heavy garbage truck suddenly rushed out of the alley.

The car blocked the intersection and blocked the special police car.

The special police on the explosion-proof car were not in a hurry at all, and they braked slowly. The people in the co-pilot got off the car like an old man, wanting to check the situation.

The door of the rear car box has also been opened, and the work posture must be put out.

At the same time, the police car in front accelerated and ran away.

In the opposite lane, an off-road vehicle rushed over and hit Maria's car directly.

Maria had already experienced a shooting and looked at the people wearing masked hoods behind the windshield of the off-road vehicle and couldn't help but close their eyes.

She knew that there would be this day, but death would not change her.

St. Louis is Maria's hometown and she wants to save the fallen city.

But she is not Batman, without the money and power of the Wayne family, the criminals in the city will not play with him.

The gunshots started. (This chapter ends)

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