Chapter 109 The barking of wild dogs!
In fact, there are many people here who work "temporarily" for drug dealers.
It’s like: Gather the number of people!
But no matter who you are, if you pick up a weapon, you are a drug dealer and an enemy, and you should be eliminated. Bullets will not fly in front of you and then look at your ID card.
A pickup truck hit a drug dealer who was blocking the road, making a dashing and elegant move.
There was a Deshka anti-aircraft machine gun placed in the back of the car. A drug dealer stood with headphones and sunglasses on, shooting at the supermarket rooftop!
Bengbengbeng...
The bullet hit the outer wall, and the splash of cement hurt the face.
This thing is for jerking off!
The bullet is so thick (take off your pants and draw your own strokes).
The shell casing fell off the side, and smoke could still be seen after the bullet fell to the ground after it was in the car.
On the battlefield, there is no need to aim a machine gun at all, just scan it.
The one who was shot was too far back, so he was not very lucky.
Bounce...
Suddenly, the drug dealer who controlled the anti-aircraft machine gun threw his head back and was thrown off the pickup truck. Half of his face seemed to have been torn open.
"Requesting support! Requesting support!" The commander on the rooftop looked at the growing number of drug dealers gathering below, pressed the intercom and shouted loudly.
After all, the EDTV has only been training for three months. At most, they are just farmers with elite weapons. How can you develop combat literacy without experiencing a few battles?
In 1993, the US military was defeated in Somalia, and the Black Hawk crashed, killing 19 people, but nearly 3,000 people were killed!
This battle loss ratio is simply unbelievable.
You must know that the Somalis also had RPGs at that time.
What does this mean?
Combat literacy is really important. You can say that Americans are bad, but you cannot say that they are bad!
Similarly, under the "human sea tactics" of drug traffickers, the EDTV was under great pressure and could only call for support.
“Understood!” came the reassuring reply from the other end of the intercom.
Then I saw 4 AMXVCI infantry fighting vehicles coming out of the garage on the side. They had all been magically modified. They were hung with reactive armor with a thickness of up to 100mm, which could effectively defend against bullets and ordinary artillery shells. .
The most important thing is that the main weapon was changed from a 7.5mm machine gun to the M61A1!
This thing is also commonly known as the "Vulcan Cannon"!
The armored vehicles are equipped with aircraft cannons, NMD, which is really insidious.
However, it seems that Lao Maozi also installed naval guns on the tanks.
Weapons are just large building blocks for men. As long as you dare to think, you can put anything on them.
Four AMXVCI infantry fighting vehicles drove their Vulcan cannons into the group of drug dealers like demons descending from the sky.
"Kill him! Hit him to death!" The fire controller in the tank shook the driver's shoulder vigorously. The latter kicked the accelerator and knocked over a pickup truck. The drug dealer panicked and wanted to run out.
But he was immediately involved in the crawler.
The Vulcan Cannon fires very quickly and is very powerful.
A dozen drug dealers who failed to dodge in time were directly penetrated.
"Ahhh!"
He screamed loudly, covering his wound, but the next second, his head was crushed by the crawler belt!
How wonderful, not giving him any pain.
The AMXVCI infantry fighting vehicle suddenly came out and killed all the drug dealers.
“Blow it up! Blow them up with planes!” Juarez leader Armando, who was hiding in the distance and commanding remotely, saw this scene through his binoculars and was furious. While he was talking, his long hair got in It was in his mouth, making him stick out his tongue constantly, making him very angry.
Mexican drug traffickers have planes.
But they are generally small aircraft. From 2006 to 2015, the Mexican government intercepted 599 aircraft, which belonged to Guzman, who opened an airline specifically for drug trafficking.
But the reputation of "King of the Sky" now belongs to Armando!
He currently has close to 70 aircraft of various types under his command. As long as they are slightly modified, the Mexican Air Force can only be defeated by them.
Facing an increasingly uncomfortable situation, Juarez spent US$700 million to convert 20 of its trainer aircraft into "Air Force!" with attack capabilities
Weapons systems are all made by people from the United States.
As long as you give money, there are people who will help you.
"Boss, there are many high-rise buildings around here. Our plane...can't fly at low altitude. We don't have the technology." The younger brother said with a sad face.
Except those who do acrobatics, who would fly planes around the city?
Aren’t you afraid of collision?
Armando had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat. He took out his gun and shot his little brother. He was killed with one shot, and he shot two more shots at the body. "I know! I don't need you to remind me."
The other drug dealers in the room were all shocked. Armando is famous for his bad temper. You see, don't say more. nonsense.
Too much words lead to mistakes!
Armando looked at the drug dealer who was defeated again, angrily threw the binoculars on the ground and cursed!
Drug dealers in other places are also complaining.
I finally penetrated the chain defense of the EDTV, but before I was happy, I was wiped out by the EDM inside!
Vic wanted firepower, caliber, and close to a thousand people. This kind of street fighting was even more brutal, and the drug dealers collapsed too quickly.
El Mencho in Jalisco.
Chewing betel nut in his mouth.
His eyes were fixed on the live broadcast on the TV. If the gunshots and screams were not too direct, others would think it was a movie.
"We will change our minds in the future." El Mencho suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of everyone in the room.
"We will recruit retired soldiers in the future. Ordinary drug dealers have no way to enhance our combat effectiveness."
"Brother, our costs will be higher and higher." My younger brother He said with a frown.
“The cost is high, but it is better than being wiped out later.”
El Mencho pointed at the drug dealers who were fleeing on the TV, "What do you think this kind of fighting power can do? It can only bully civilians. What we have to do is fight against Victor!"
Look! If you look at the TV, you will know the goods.
The gap in weapons can be filled slowly, but the gap in personnel quality is indeed huge.
“I plan to go to Guatemala and Honduras to recruit a group of soldiers to establish the new generation of Jalisco Procurement into a military organization. Gentlemen, our business is not only a business, but also a war. "
El Mencho's eyes narrowed and his face was trembling, "A battle that determines life and death!"
...
“Victor!!”
In Heroes’ Square, the weak Zambada suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to see where Victor was through the glass.
His voice is loud!
In other words, it has been expanded.
"If you kill me, can you kill all the drug dealers in Mexico! Can you kill the drug dealers in all Latin America! Can you kill the drug dealers in the world!"
"You can't!"
"You are just a policeman. You can't change anything. You are just a stinking policeman. Those big shots whose wealth you cut off will kill you!"
Zambada is hysterical!
"Fire!" Casare ordered.
The 120mm M1981 self-propelled cannon blasted towards him.
"I am immortal! Desire will not die! Greed will not die."
Bounce!
When this shot went down, a mushroom cloud exploded directly, and the ground shook three times.
The people in front of the TV leaned their eyes towards it, and the gray smoke dispersed. Not even a bird feather was left, and it exploded directly.
Many people swallowed their saliva.
The pair of drug dealers were shot...
Some people thought it was too much.
Victor heard Zambada's roar before his death, squinted his eyes, and smiled, "The barking of a wild dog!"
Immortal?
I'll blow you up with one shot!
Let’s see if you are still dead.
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PS: I suddenly thought that maybe, maybe, Mexicans would not read this novel. . . . .
(End of this chapter)