Chapter 49 They are young!
Victor is very insecure.
As soon as he took the position of warden, he saw that the number of gold finger redeemers doubled from the original 20 to 40!
The points have increased a lot because of the killing of members of the Pedro family, and are now 971,000 points.
I made a lot of money back from what I spent before.
Sure enough, the higher the capital, the more you earn.
He selected three mechanics, plus Yuri and Coster from before, to form the "Prison Maintenance Department", and the rest were all based on Kennedy Heisenberg's template.
The combat force instantly increased from 18 to 35 people, forming a strengthened platoon.
In addition to the necessary individual weapons, Victor, who believes that "firepower is king", also added an m240 machine gun to the Humvee and equipped it with two TPz-produced by the German Thyssen Henschel company. 1 "Fox" armored personnel carrier.
One anti-tank rocket launcher per person.
Nearly 300,000 points were directly wiped out.
You can be so unscrupulous if you have money.
He also applied to Alejandro to establish a "special force" under the Prison Management Bureau, codename: Elleón de México (Mexican Lion), abbreviation: EDM!
In name...
Of course it is to suppress the prison riot.
Do you still need to ask?
This is the benefit of relying on the authorities. Illegal armed forces can "cleanse" you. If Victor is a drug dealer, hey, hey, he may be directly on the wanted list, and special forces may also be dispatched. Come and behead.
But he is a policeman.
Have you finally understood the importance of holding a certificate to work?
Relying on EDM, Victor quickly took control of all prison areas, and he planned to select some people from the emergency team as backup members.
The quota of 35 people is completely insufficient. If there is a chance in the future... you can entrust someone to go to the Soviet Union to see how miserable the life of the special forces there is.
In the office.
Victor hummed a little tune and was in a good mood. Recently, the prisoners have been very kind and earned him a lot of dollars.
Grabbing an apple with a paring knife, the familiar female reporter’s voice came from the TV. Victor had become a little obsessed with her recently.
The flavor is strong.
"According to the Mexican Police Department, the drug cartel Michoacana Family, Legión Salvaje (Legión Salvaje), and Alianza Demoníaca (Demon Alliance) asked the Mexican government to release the prisoners held in the Altiplano Prison."
"And accused the prison director. Victor Carlos Vieri committed prisoner abuse and requested that he be relieved of his duties and handed over to the Michocana family!"
"Currently, the Mexican government has not responded."
Victor was obviously taken aback when he heard his name. He didn't expect that the first time he appeared on TV would be such a "fame". He stuffed the apple into his mouth and narrowed his eyes.
He smelled something in the air that was aimed at him.
Jingle bell~
The phone on the table rang.
Victor picked it up, his expression darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Interesting…
God is opening again.
……
Mexico. Clayton Cemetery.
This is the largest gathering place for "retail investors" in Mexico City. Many unclaimed, accidental prisoners, etc. will be buried here.
Lucky enough to have a tombstone.
Many poor people rely on cemeteries for their livelihood, and government departments need a lot of laborers to help dig holes, although the wages are meager.
The naked child's face was covered with dirt and he was digging the soft mud with his hands. He suddenly heard footsteps and raised his head with an earthworm stuffed in his mouth.
I saw four or five men in black suits standing not far away.
The temperament exuding from his body is a bit scary.
He subconsciously wanted to run away. He had learned to survive in Mexico, but a man with a shaved head in the lead waved to him and called him.
The child hesitated and walked over.
If you don't walk over...you will die!
"Sir, do you know where the dead prisoners of Plateau Prison are put?" The leader spoke softly, and even called a child "sir", which was indescribably weird.
The child nodded timidly and pointed not far away, "It's all over there." "Thank you, this is your reward." The man took out 10 US dollars from his pocket and handed it to him. The boy was frightened. Gotta wave.
“Take it, every help needs a reward.”
The man handed the money to the child, touched his head, and walked towards the place pointed by the child. The child looked at the money in his hand and ran away.
"Mr. Cardenas, the Mexican government rejected our request!" The younger brother behind him suddenly spoke.
Osier Cardenas, who was walking in front, paused and raised his head, "It seems that the gentlemen sitting in the office have forgotten our appearance. Let them remember it and don't forget it." This is Mexico, and the drug dealers have the final say here!”
The younger brother responded hurriedly, took out his cell phone and gave the order.
In Mexico City, there was a sudden agitation.
A bus was driving, and many people in the bus were disabled people. They wore yellow hats and had smiles on their faces because they went out to play today. They excitedly held up the flags in their hands and looked towards their companions who were recording the video. Comparison.
"Erica, smile quickly and I'll take a picture of you." A young man with Down syndrome said to the leader, holding a camera.
The leader with braids was very young, about early 20s, and very petite. She did not have the tall body of a Mexican woman, and she was not even beautiful. She had freckles on her face, but she heard the call from the other party. .
Laughed.
The eyes are curved into crescents.
Posing happily.
Porphyrin…boom! ! !
Suddenly, a dirt truck hit from the side. The driver subconsciously turned and hit the green belt next to it.
Erica couldn't stand firmly and accidentally fell down, but she still asked anxiously, "How are you all? Tonino? How are you!"
She didn't say anything. After that, I saw a pickup truck rushing up. Seven or eight armed men with hoods got down from it. They held Valmet M76 automatic rifles and fired at the car!
The bullet passed through the iron body and Erica's body, and blood spattered in the air.
Wailing, screaming, crying...
These drug dealers emptied the two magazines in the car, and then, before leaving, they attacked the people around them indiscriminately.
Inside the car.
The young man with Down syndrome named Tonino fell to the ground, still holding a camera in his hand, which played everyone's happy laughter.
"Going out to play!"
"We like Erica!"
"Yeah!"
In the camera, there is still a smile.
They are young.
Mexico is in chaos.
…
Bounce!
Victor hung up the phone, his whole person exuding full anger.
“Resist the tyrant! Resist the tyrant!”
There was a sudden shout from downstairs.
He ran to the window and saw thousands of prisoners running out of the "work" place, with many "tools" in their hands.
Beating the prison guard next to him.
Many prison guards were actually pushed to the ground by them and their weapons were taken away.
"Warden, something happened!" Harrison, the captain of the emergency team, ran in with fear on his face.
"It's time to fight, man."
"I order, without persuasion, to kill them all!"
......
TPz-1 "Fox" armored personnel carrier !
(End of this chapter)