Chapter 70 I, Victor, just have a little more firepower!
Francisco conveyed Victor's words to the drug dealers intact.
The scene at that time...
Everyone stood up filled with righteous indignation, angrily scolding Victor for not being a human being.
Everyone clamored to give him some color.
But no one got up, they all stayed glued to their chairs.
Francisco was leaning at the door, with a cigarette in his mouth, watching with cold eyes, and suddenly said, "How about going to fight with each other? Our current people should be enough for Victor to cover him with a round of artillery fire. I have to tell you, We don’t have much ammunition left.”
The scene suddenly became cold.
The drug dealers shut up instantly. Look at me and I look at you.
"Francisco, do you think Victor means what he says?" the drug dealer asked, expressing his worries, "He won't wait for us to lay down our weapons and then kill us, right?"
Francisco was actually a little hesitant, hesitating for a moment and frowning, "He shouldn't be so lawless, right? This is a civilized society now!"
It's quite funny for a drug dealer to say such things. .
They usually do things that only animals can do.
When Qiqi (Camarena)’s body was discovered, even the well-informed Mexican forensic doctor vomited on the ground. This is one of the reasons why the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) was angry. One is that it was such a miserable death.
Even decades later in the news media, you can feel the despair from just a few words!
"If he really committed such an inhumane act, I'm afraid no one in Mexico would be able to tolerate him!" Francisco said with a frown.
In fact, they have no choice now.
Everyone has been scared out of their wits for a long time.
We can only "pray" Victor to maintain basic "morals".
Francisco threw the cigarette on the ground, stamped it out in a ventive manner, and looked at everyone, "Which of you has any objections?"
The drug dealers looked at each other.
"Okay, that's it, I'll contact them."
Francisco didn't want to delay, so he changed his mind late. He picked up the mobile phone from the table and called Casare.
When Casare heard the drug dealers agreed, he gestured OK to Victor and said in a calm tone, "Go to the dock at eight o'clock tomorrow. The ship has been contacted. If you don't arrive, you will have to fight hard!"
"Gentlemen, this is the last opportunity given to you by the police station. Please cherish it." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Listening to the empty tone on the phone, Francesco gestured towards them, "You heard it too. Gentlemen, we have reached this point, we have no chance to choose, God bless us!"
"God Bless you~”
The drug dealers prayed one after another.
But they forgot that they should pray that Victor would allow God to speak!
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The white drug dealer nicknamed Escorpión sat in the car, looking at the market in front of him with cold eyes and a cigarette in his mouth.
He is unwilling to leave Guadalupe Island just like this. He is different from others. He is an outsider and has finally gained a foothold here. Are you telling me that you want to surrender?
There are always people who would rather give up their lives for money, status and rights.
Especially desperadoes like drug dealers, who destroy people's financial resources like killing their parents!
Someone has too many parents, and the worst they can do is surrender.
But Scorpion is different, he only wants money! Those cowardly idiots still want to surrender?
If you lose your territory, you will be like a rat crossing the street, and your money will be gone. What’s the point of living?
Not many people in the criminal group he founded are willing to fight for him. There are only 8 people left. The only ones who can be with a madman are madmen.
They plan to create chaos first and not make things easier for the people in the police station, and then wait and see.
The target of Scorpion's choice was this market. He took a puff of his cigarette vigorously. The boy in the car looked at him. When he was about to throw away the cigarette butt, the cautious character of a long-term drug dealer made him feel something was wrong.
Where are the people in the market?
"Get out!!" He shouted, and saw a police officer holding a rocket launcher jump out in front of him and fired one at the van!
The driver puts the car into gear and backs up, pressing the accelerator to the bottom. But the muzzle speed of the RPG-7 is about 117 meters/second. Can even a sports car outrun a rocket launcher?
Here~~
A thick brake line makes the van turn around gracefully, but if it is too graceful, it will make you burp.
Scorpion turned his head and looked back with eyes wide open, with fear in his pupils and sweat all over his body. He watched helplessly as the shell penetrated into the bottom of the car, and a huge shock wave rushed the van up nearly two meters.
When it fell, the tail was already burning with a fireball.
Two Hummers drove over and bumped into the van...
Scorpion really... died tragically.
In fact, it's not that Victor is good at calculating, but he knows what a drug dealer is like, and someone will definitely do something random. In order to prevent the "Morellos Block" incident from happening again, Victor redistributed functions and staff.
Kennedy Heisenberg's EDM serves as the firepower attack team.
The remaining EMD reserve team is divided into 140 daily patrol police officers, a 15-person logistics transportation team, and a 65-person rapid support team.
The equipment of the daily patrol police team is not weak, 15 high-end Humvees (optional Browning M2HB 0.50-inch machine gun heavy machine gun), 1 TPz-1 armored vehicle, 1 "Storm" armored personnel Transport vehicle, an SA.321Ja helicopter serves as air patrol.
Personal equipment: Ingram light submachine gun and 4 magazines, Colt M1911 pistol.
A group of 15 people, one police sergeant (Policía Segundo), 14 police auxiliary personnel without police rank, equipped with 2 RPGs, two Remington M870P shotguns, and 2 M249 machine guns. According to the US military ammunition base, 6+1 That’s 210 rounds of ammunition per person!
Is Victor really planning to make himself king?
He cleared almost all his points!
If the business negotiations between Best and Juarez go smoothly, he will have to prepare goods for them, and the points can only be taken from the drug dealers.
No matter how you look at it, Francisco and others will definitely die even if they surrender.
The reason why Scorpion was targeted was because... Damn, who in the right mind would stay in the van all the time?
When the car drove into the market entrance, some members of the patrol team discovered something fishy and immediately struck first. This kind of firepower is comparable to that of SWAT in Los Angeles, USA.
The daily patrol team announced to the outside world: "Equipotáctic code auxiliares depolicía" (Tactical Team of Police Auxiliary Personnel), abbreviation: ETAP!
After the van burned for a while, the police sergeant leading the team ordered the fire to be put out. After the open fire was put out, the bodies inside were all burnt, and then he reported the situation to the superiors.
Victor was silent for a while after receiving the news from the patrol police.
"It seems that if you want a drug dealer to truly repent, you can only physically eliminate him."
Casare nodded, "Dead criminals will not hurt others. I have made arrangements. Someone..."
Victor nodded, turned around in his chair, and looked out the window. The sky that had been imprisoned in fog for a long time finally saw a glimmer of light.
“It should be daylight on Guadalupe Island!”
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(End of this chapter)