Chapter 38 I gave you more bullet holes than me!
Late night.
A pickup truck was running on the road, with a canopy covering the back pocket.
Revenge never lasts overnight!
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. That is because a gentleman has no ability to take revenge.
I have a cannon now, you tell me to wait first?
It was too late for him to "maintain justice".
To kill drug dealers, do you still need to look for auspicious days?
As long as I have the firepower, today I will say the zodiac is the zodiac!
Duke, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was scratching his head while holding an instruction manual he "picked up" from somewhere.
Artillery is also a technical branch, okay? Do you think just wearing a condom is enough?
Two vehicles followed behind the pickup truck, one of which was called for support.
Victor handed the hood to Harrison, the captain of the emergency team behind him, "Take it with you."
"Boss Victor, do you still need to wear this at night? With this shot, those bastards will be You may not be able to see our people.”
“To be on the safe side, you don’t want others to see your faces, right?”
"After three rounds of artillery fire, you rush in. I will hang Olivier at the gate of the plateau prison!"
Harrison nodded, covered his hood, and held the weapon configured by Victor in his hand. Uzi submachine gun, wearing a tactical vest, grenades on the left and right sides, and a Makarov on the waist.
Equipped with 4 more magazines.
If you don’t tell them, no one will know that he is a prison guard!
Harrison's eyes were revealed, deep and powerful.
"I remember you served in the military? In what army?" Victor asked suddenly when he saw his attire. He remembered that he had seen the prison guard's personal information before, and it said he had served in the military.
Harrison paused, "GAFE!"
Even Casare, who was driving, couldn't help but look up at him.
Victor’s eyes were a little... weird.
The Mexican GAFE special force is very famous. In 1986, it was established as a special force to combat drug traffickers. It has numerous achievements and outstanding achievements.
But what makes it truly "famous" is something else.
After the arrest of Abrego, the spokesperson of the Gulf Group, Cardenas came to power. In order to consolidate his power, he made the then 23-year-old Tamaulipas Attu of the Federal Legalist Ronald De Sena forms a special forces bodyguard team.
He recruited 30 special forces, all from the Mexican GAFE special forces!
He used the wireless code "Z" as a symbol when he was a bailiff, and arranged backwards from Z1. After Arturo De Sena was shot to death when he met his mistress, Z2 Gonzalez because he had no special forces background, He is a chess piece inserted, so he is not very convincing.
Z3 Lazcano is the actual leader of this group of special forces.
This group of people is what came later: Los Zetas!
Unexpectedly, Harrison came out of this army.
His weight in Victor's heart suddenly increased.
Maybe, the expatriate can get him later.
What's the point of being a prison guard? If you follow him around, at least you can get a good salary.
The other prison guards originally wanted to chat a few more words, but seeing that the captain had no intention of doing so, they kept their mouths shut.
4:31 am.
Arrive at the designated location.
Olivier residence offered by Best, private villa in street Loro (Parrot).
It must be said that these drug dealers make money quickly, which from the outside brings a lot of shock to the prison guards who have never seen them before.
Duke and the two prison guards got out of the car, quickly opened the awning, and pushed the prepared shells into the barrel without even taking aim. You are still wrong for such a big target.
Duke pulled the breech lever.
The shell flew out with a pop. The huge recoil cracked the glass of the pickup truck. The shell disappeared in the night light, but two seconds later, the explosion directly destroyed the small building. Half a corner collapsed.
Duke shook his numb head and shouted to the prison guard below, "Cannonball!"
Keep stuffing, keep pulling!
What a bullshit drug lord, look at justice from heaven!
The people inside must have been stunned, no one screamed. After the three shots were fired, half of the small building was gone, and even the outdoor swimming pool was filled with fallen debris. It has become a pool of dirt.
When the task was completed, Duke got into the car, and the pickup truck swayed away. Harrison and others got out of the car behind, and a total of eight prison guards rushed into Olivier Yay residence.
Victor sat in the car and looked at the time. Scattered gunshots rang out inside, but they soon died away. When the minute hand turned three clicks, Harrison and his party were seen coming out. Behind them, two prison guards were dragging a passed out man in pajamas. His face was covered in blood.
Throwing it into the trunk, the prison guard got into the car, the engine roared twice, and disappeared in the night, less than 10 minutes later.
Sure enough, if you are poor, you will intersect, and if you are rich, you will clear the ground with artillery.
"How is it? Did you encounter any resistance?"
Harrison shook his head, "When I entered, I saw several bodyguards pinned under the rubble. We are in the room on the second floor. We met Olivier who was knocked unconscious."
"Well done," Victor praised.
Mainly because Olivier didn't expect that you would take revenge so quickly and directly bombard me?
I am a drug dealer, not a rebel.
The small drug dealer is still too short-sighted.
The "Gentlemen" Cali Group in Colombia once thought of killing Pablo with a bomber, but no one was selling it. Remember, it's not that they can't afford it.
Mexicans are very honest people, and they will call the police for you after the incident.
The police over there were stunned when they heard what the caller said.
“Are you sure you saw the artillery?”
“Yes! I saw it. The whole building exploded. Come on.”
“Are you sure? Is it a gang fight? "
The caller on the other end also had a bad temper, "Of course, is it the police? Do you have the firepower?"
The pickup truck and the car parted ways on the outskirts of the city, one going to the village and the other to the prison.
The prison guard at the door saw that the boss was back and let him go without asking.
The car drove to the playground.
Harrison and his colleagues pulled Olivier out of the trunk.
"Give him some adrenaline and hang him up at night. Don't let him die. I will execute him in front of all the prison guards and criminals tomorrow morning!"
Executed in public!
"Boss, we are prison guards. If you execute prisoners privately, you will go to jail!"
As soon as they heard what he did, Best and Casare panicked and hurriedly came to persuade him.
“Aren’t we in jail now?”
Victor spread his hands, “What’s the difference between prison guards and criminals in Mexico? Even drug dealers say outside that prison guards serve them in prison. I just want to tell them, don’t fall into my hands, otherwise, I will peel off his skin, it is simply lawless.”
He pulled off his clothes, feeling a little stuffy, and walked towards the dormitory building, walked two steps and then came back, looking at Casare, "Send Alejandro $20,000 and he will do a good job for us. ”
Casare and Best looked at each other.
Although Mexico is very chaotic, it is aimed at the unorganized elements who are trying to bully Mexico. If you, a prison guard, do this, there is no chance that the rumors outside will kill you.
But looking at Victor like this...
I don’t care at all.
He didn't care in the first place, he wanted to establish a personal profile from the beginning of his official career.
He is a staunch anti-drug activist!
Drug lords are not human beings to begin with. I am just using some means that are not allowed by law to eradicate evil.
This will be very helpful for your future promotion.
Mexico has been suffering from bitter drugs for a long time, and even the inactive government has been slowly spurned by the people. This is why a peasant uprising even broke out in 1994.
It’s just despair spreading.
Of course the drug lords will not be scared away by Victor's methods, but will even use more brutal methods to maintain their own interests.
Then it depends on the means.
Jesus, sit down and vote for me too.
Drug lord?
Isn’t it just that there are more people than me and more money than me?
Then I will give you more bullet holes than me!
People on the defensive have no right to negotiate.
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(End of this chapter)