Chapter 102 If you don’t give me money, it will be very difficult for me.
Before Victor finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, special envoy Stephen Moyaro came back with a bit of relief on his expression.
"Gentlemen agree to your request."
"Put the money into the card!"
Victor winked at Casare next to him, The latter hurriedly handed over the prepared card number.
Stephen Moyaro's eyes twitched, he took the card number and frowned, "Don't you still believe us?"
Victor smiled, "I like to get the money."
He just doesn't believe in the integrity of Mexican bureaucrats.
It is unusual for a country’s police not to believe in its credibility. Stephen Moyaro had no choice but to call again to urge him.
At this moment, I heard Stephen Moyaro’s voice coming from the door, “Sir! What if he really takes people to Mexico City to ask for money?”
Victor was startled. He looked at Alejandro and said with a smile, "Are you talking about me?"
"I think those gentlemen wanted to trick you first, and then If you can, just do it. They have done a lot of such dirty things."
Victor nodded and walked out the door. He saw that Stephen Moyaro was obviously angry, and he went over to grab him. on the phone, "Hey, gentlemen, don't you want to pay?"
The person opposite was quiet for a moment, and then said in a very unhappy tone, "Victor?"
"Yes, sir, when will the money arrive?"
"You are a policeman, you must understand that you have to obey orders..."
Victor laughed sarcastically, "If you say it again, I will charge more. Sir, leave your nonsense to others, I just want to Ask, when will my money arrive! If I don’t give you the money, what about your mother?”
“I’ll give you the money, or I’ll take out your eggs.”
“I’ll ask again. Again, give me the money!”
Victor could hear the breathing on the other side getting louder, “Give it!”
This tough style is very much like a military leader.
The warlords in Africa are not like him.
He laughed and handed the phone back to Stephen Moyaro, "This is done, let him send the money quickly, otherwise my armored vehicle will not be able to refuel."
After the special envoy hurriedly spoke to the phone, his eyes looked strange, "Do you know who that was just now?"
"No one can rely on me for money!"
"Either give me money or get out."
When Victor walked back to the office, Casare hurriedly said, "The money has come in."
Look, you bitch. I should curse a few words.
The speed of making money is quite fast.
Victor is also impatient. If you give him money, you will be the boss.
Everything is easy to say.
"I will take 500 people from the EDTV, I will keep 100 people from the Guadalupe Island police, and I will take the rest away. I will leave the security of these two places to you." Victor said Alejandro, looking at him.
The latter nodded and his expression became serious, "Don't worry, I'm with you!"
"Casare, spread out and arrive in Mexicali on time at 9pm!"
Casare looked at his watch. It was already five o'clock. These four hours had completely tested the ability of the troops to gather.
Marles training camp.
Located 20 kilometers from the outskirts of Ensenada.
Dududu~
The emergency whistle sounded.
The members of the EDTV who were training and resting quickly packed their equipment.
They were all dark black training uniforms, with the national emblem of Mexico tattooed on the chest on the left, and their slogan on the right: "Fearless sacrifice, protect homeland"!
Victor is not stingy with this army. Although it is not as good as his direct troops, at least it is not weaker than others.
Individual equipment: Steyr MPi69 submachine gun, 3 base bullets.
Not long after the training, if you ask them to play with a sniper rifle, they will not understand at all. Just raise the gun and shoot directly. As long as you shoot faster than the drug dealer, you will survive.
This shooting of drug dealers is enough.
Anyway, the fire support for these is the "Island of Guadalupe" Police Department.
The EDM police officer in charge of training stood on the stage and looked at everyone below, waved his hand, "Get in the car!"
Hundreds of people boarded the personnel carrier in unison.
A few minutes later, two BTR-80 armored personnel carriers opened the road in front, with alarm bells hanging on them.
It resounded all over the road.
…
It’s still light at six o’clock in the evening.
A convoy of about 50 vehicles was driving on the Mexican national highway.
Written on the car: Guadalupe Island Police Department.
This is an upright walk!
Afraid of drug dealer attacks? Doesn't exist!
In order to prevent the armored vehicles from being blown up by RPGs, reactive armor is also installed. Each vehicle is spaced more than 10 meters apart to ensure that there is time to fight back!
Driving at the front were three Hummers.
Giancarlos Prada sat in the car a little nervously, holding the gun firmly in his hand, wearing a body armor meticulously.
“Hi, recruit!” The EDM member sitting in the front passenger seat threw a can of Red Bull to him with his backhand. When he saw the other person’s hurried look in the reflector, he smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous.”
Giancarlos Prada just graduated from the Marles training camp and joined the "Guadalcanal Police Department" with the first place in the camp. Because of his outstanding physical fitness, he directly joined the EDM reserve team.
He heard the captain's words and nodded.
“Is there a traffic jam?” the driver suddenly said, and Giancarlos looked ahead. Sure enough, there was a traffic jam at the entrance of a tunnel.
As far as the eye can see.
“Ziziziz~” The walkie-talkie placed on the decorative panel rang twice, “What’s going on? Tank, what’s happening in front?” The captain of the co-pilot picked up the walkie-talkie, “There’s a traffic jam.”< br>
“Stay alert.”
“Understood!”
“This will take at least more than half an hour.” The driver muttered.
The captain, nicknamed "Tank", glanced casually out of the corner of his eye and suddenly noticed several men sitting in a red car diagonally opposite. They had tattoos on their arms and seemed to be chewing something. , his eyes aimed hard this way.
On the garbage truck on the right, there was something wrong with the driver wearing a hat. He had one hand underneath, as if he was holding something. It couldn't be XX.
"Be careful of the red car in front of and on the left side of the target and the garbage truck behind it." The captain shouted and pulled the bolt of the gun.
"New Recruit" Giancarlos hurriedly threw Red Bull behind his butt, and was so nervous that his palms became sweaty.
"Tank" reported the situation to the command post behind.
"I give you permission to get off and fight back."
"Understood!"
The captain glanced at Giancarlos, "You will be in the car later, and the others will get off if they make any move!"
In the red car, the passenger's The tattooed man held a pistol in his left hand, and next to the man behind him was a Seth Maiameli machine gun, with the magazine on it like a crooked handle.
The tattooed man’s right hand hooked the door lock, and he opened the door to get out of the car.
"Get out of the car!" the captain shouted, and seven or eight people got off the two Humvees, each picked his own, raised his gun, "Don't move!"
"Don't move! Raise your hands."
"Tank" yelled loudly. The opponent slowly raised his hands, but suddenly he planned to rush down.
Click, click, click…
“Fire!”
The bullets bounced and hit everyone in the red car.
Blood spurted everywhere.
"Recruit" Giancarlos was in the car, and suddenly he saw someone jumping on an off-road vehicle at the entrance of the tunnel in the distance, holding...a rocket launcher in his hand? ?
"Captain! Be careful!!!"
Gan Carlos roared hoarsely.
咻~~
The rocket launcher flew toward the "tank and others" with a trailing sound. Giancarlos felt as if the body of the car was weighing a ton, and something hit him behind his butt.
The 2.35-meter-tall BTR-80 armored personnel carrier directly blocks rockets with its sides!
This thing...
Not only did it install reactive armor, but also DIYed it. In order to provide enough side protection, the "Guadalcanal Police Station Maintenance Department" carried out a fantasy.
The BTR-80 armored personnel carrier is equipped with protective bricks with a thickness of up to 110MM. Coupled with reactive armor, although it loses the shooting port, it is much more durable!
The RPG exploded on the side, and the huge shock wave caused the car body to shake. It floated more than a meter, and its butt hit other cars.
"Fight back! Fight back! Crash into it!"
An order to command the vehicle came from the intercom.
The BTR-80 armored personnel carrier turned around and fired its 14.5mm KPVT machine gun at the front.
The traffic jam outside the tunnel entrance is simply an illusion.
It's an ambush by drug dealers!
"Recruit" Giancarlos saw a ""Sergeant York" anti-aircraft gun rushing up from behind the convoy. This thing is similar to an armored vehicle, but it is equipped with artillery!
40mm machine gun!< br>
This thing is used for anti-aircraft, but why can’t it hit the front target?
Bengbengbeng!
The machine gun fire support shattered all the windows of the vehicle in front. Not satisfied with this, the BTR-80 armored personnel carrier revved up its power and rammed directly into it.
These drug dealers are smart enough to block the entrance of the tunnel with their cars, impeding their progress.
"Da da da..."
We haven't played yet. Gunfire came from the side hillside. It was weak at first, but soon became more rapid and the firepower increased.
“NSV machine gun!!”
Victor, who was in the command vehicle behind, heard the gunfire and knew that the drug dealer's weapon had been updated a lot.
The bullet hit the car body, bang bang...
"Mole, mole, found the opponent's machine gun position, bomb him!" Kennedy took out his walkie-talkie and gave the order.
"Understood!" the artillery person in charge responded.
…
Behind the hill machine gun position at this time.
A dozen drug dealers are anxiously putting together... mortars? !
American "M-224 Mortar"!
“Damn, where’s the manual? There’s no manual for this thing?” The leader was anxious. They had never studied systematically.
That’s right…
At most, I was taught a few times by black market sellers.
But the drug dealers are still a little busy in their operations.
A drug dealer tried to put the cannonball in, and heard a clear rolling sound, and then it ejected and flew towards the convoy.
However, this angle has the advantage of being in the front.
"Successful! Successful." The drug dealer jumped up and danced happily.
jump!
His head collapsed under the gazes of other drug dealers.
"Sniper! There is a sniper!"
The leader's face was covered with splattered blood, he hurriedly lay down and shouted at the top of his lungs.
On the roof of the car in the distance, a sniper pulled the bolt of the Steyr-Manlicher SSG-69 sniper rifle, jumped off the roof of the car, and quickly changed places.
Don’t forget to hold down the headset while running.
“The hill at 11 o’clock, the straight-line distance is 470 meters, covered by artillery fire!”
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(End of this chapter)