Working as a police officer in Mexico

Ochoa groggily climbed out of the hotel's big bed, shaking his head.

Today, he was going to meet a big shot in the Myanmar military!

Khun Sa wasn't showing much respect and was unwilling to "make concessions" in business for Medellin. Ochoa had no choice but to take a detour, spending 2 million US dollars to find a Myanmar bigwig, hoping to put in a good word.

In the Golden Triangle region...

How could Khun Sa have become independent from remnants if he didn't have support from behind?

The complexities inside are very deep!

9:00 AM, August 8th.

Ochoa, dressed in a suit, walked out of the "Chinatown Hotel." He was staying in Yangon Chinatown, where security was slightly better. Since Myanmar had opened up, they also knew that Chinese people had money. So, to make them leave their money here, the police patrols in Chinatown were more frequent.

But strangely, the most people went missing in Chinatown too.

This time, Ochoa brought a dozen bodyguards, plus this was Khun Sa's territory. If the deal didn't work, there was no need to offend Medellin, right?

But this lucrative piece of bait, three kilometers away, the scent had already been picked up.

As he came out of the elevator, a cleaner sitting in the lobby glanced at him, then lowered his head, pressing twice on the mop in his hand. Meanwhile, in a van labeled "Baoyu Dairy" at the entrance of Chinatown, all around the glass was covered with anti-peep film, and inside sat five or six people with a lot of equipment.

A red light lit up.

"Chief, the target has emerged!"

Mata Hari, Chief of the Asia Intelligence Division, dressed in a blouse today with tied hair, looked spirited. She picked up the intercom, "Action!"

Three bulletproof Mercedes-Benz cars were parked at the door. A pair of backpacker-like young couples playfully approached the tail car and accidentally bumped into the rear-view mirror, causing everything in their backpack to fall out.

"Hey! What are you doing?" The driver pushed open the car door, shoving the male among the couples aggressively, frowning sternly.

"Sorry... sorry, sorry sir, we... we didn't mean to." The girl looked at him tearfully, her voice trembling as if she was terribly frightened.

Men, this species...

Naturally have a sense of relaxation towards women.

Seeing the other person's pitiful look, the driver snorted, glanced at the ground, and frowned, "Hurry up and pick it up."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The boy chuckled awkwardly, hurriedly bending down to pick things up. After the driver got back in the car, he stuck a ring box-sized object under the chassis with a crisp sound as it stuck.

After the couple finished tidying up, they made a salute apology gesture to the driver and ran off hand in hand.

The driver shook his head.

At this time, Ochoa, under the protection of bodyguards, walked out with a commanding presence. Originally, pedestrians on the upper steps seeing this scene instinctively dodged.

The bodyguard opened the door, and Ochoa sat in the middle car.

As soon as his bottom touched the seat cushion, he had a jolt in his heart, feeling uncomfortably uneasy, and couldn't help but shift his position slightly.

"What's the matter, sir?" The bodyguard in the co-driver seat noticed his discomfort through the rear-view mirror and quickly asked.

Ochoa shook his head, "Nothing, let's go."

"Drive!"

The head bodyguard pressed his earpiece and said, the driver started the car, and it slowly moved.

At the corner of Chinatown, a man was holding a remote control and slammed it hard with his right hand, "Screw you!!"

BOOM!!!!

A surge of heat and shockwave instantly flipped the tail car!

The destructive power of 100 grams of C4 explosive is incredibly impressive.

People in the tail car didn't even react and were blown apart, this also impacted nearby pedestrians and the car Ochoa was in front of.

The shockwave punched holes in the walls of surrounding shops.

Panic-stricken pedestrians screamed, running around like headless chickens.

There were also injured people lying on the ground wailing...

Inside the car, Ochoa was also thrown against the front seat back by the huge impact, his head spinning...

But those bodyguards were more professional.

The front car quickly stopped, four bodyguards with .32 ACP caliber Beretta 30X handguns, two vigilantly watching all around, and two pulling at Ochoa's car door. But the shockwave had bent the car door, making it impossible to open quickly.

Vroom Vroom Vroom—

The low roar of motorcycles suddenly sounded.

Two Honda CG125s rushed out from two corners, with helmeted riders front and back.

"!!!!"

The gunmen in the back, holding MAC10 submachine guns, started shooting at the bodyguards and car from 30 meters away.

This distance...

Anyone who's shot a handgun knows, it's not easy to aim, of course, we're talking about a handgun, not the kind you use to pull your pants down.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

The gunmen on the two motorcycles appeared too suddenly, no matter how badass the bodyguards were, it was too late, and they were instantly riddled with bullets. As they approached the sedan, a gunman pulled out a hand grenade and tossed it inside through the window.

And the motorcycle driver didn't stop, the whole set of actions was seamless and smooth.

Clearly experienced!

BOOM!!!

The bulletproof sedan's roof was blasted off, spinning half a circle in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

The entire sequence, from the explosion to the gunmen's attack, took less than 40 seconds...

By the time the police arrived, the people were long gone.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance fast!"

The leading officer, looking at the blazing fire, pulled out his radio, "Headquarters, headquarters, request support, request support!"

Ten minutes later, a military "Bell-205A -1" helicopter appeared over Chinatown, patrolling everywhere. Twenty minutes later, as the police arrived, they were driven away by the military, who took over responsibility.