Working as a police officer in Mexico

It's actually very simple to deal with Victor's anger.

Just stand there and don't move. Just let him fire one shot and the matter will be solved.

A small thing, right?

Basically you can get through it.

But it's usually hard to put it together.

And he doesn't have much time to play "you and me" with the fish on Guadalupe Island here. He has to find a smelly salted fish to kill.

The fundamentals need to be developed!

If Guadalupe Island develops well, I will straddle the important transportation line between the United States and Mexico in the future, and I will have to pay no matter what kind of goods I have.

So in order to kill these drug dealers, Victor summarized the following points.

"First, the caliber is not large enough to shock drug dealers."

"Two, the firepower is not strong enough. We need to increase the caliber."

"Three, the above are all correct."

He used his points to exchange for a dozen Type 64 120mm mortars, which have a large caliber and can provide artillery support at any time.

Victor stretched his hand out of the window, and when he let go, the cigarette butt he held fell to the ground and was crushed by the wheel. "Contact the TV station and ask someone to prepare for a live broadcast of the entire process."

Casare, who was wearing a steel helmet, was startled when he heard this.

"If there are no monkeys watching when the chickens are killed, it will be a failed military operation."

The area of ​​this island is also close to 250 square kilometers, which is equivalent to 25 kilometers in length and 10 kilometers in width, which is approximately equivalent to 0.004 Tongliao.

If you don't make the news bigger, some people really may not be able to know.

Casare hurriedly responded and hurriedly notified the TV station and asked them to send someone over.

The show is about to begin!

Victor was not idle either. He had already figured out the territory of the drug cartel, which was a large place in PY.

The convoy drove about three kilometers past the TV station, and you could see a house on a naturally formed hill. That was the residence of the Portillo family.

This criminal family, which has been active on Guadalupe Island for decades, might have become a large family like the "Michocana" if it were not for the poor location.

But it is also because they are hiding on the island.

It has also escaped several joint anti-drug law enforcement efforts by the United States and Mexico, each with its own pros and cons.

But I'm afraid it won't work today...

On an auspicious day for his family, Victor put on diapers.

The police officers unloaded the mortars and "requisitioned" two residential houses under the hill. The people of Guadalupe Island were very cooperative. After being punched twice, they all became honest.

"Boss, the TV people are here."

"Turn on the device and live stream the whole thing."

The staff of the TV station hurriedly fiddled with the equipment, looking miserable. They were only a handful of technical staff now. Of course, it was impossible to let them go home. After they left, who would manage the equipment?

The equipment was quickly adjusted.

Victor wore two watches on his hand, one showing American time and one showing Victor time (not sure, it depends on his mood). It happened to be close to eight o'clock in the morning. "First, let's fire a round of high-explosive bombs to wake them up."

Many islanders who were having breakfast found that the programs they were watching suddenly flashed and turned into one screen.

The police were busy firing mortars, and in the distance they could see the sea level and unknown birds hovering in the sky.

"This seems to be over there on the beach?"

"The west side of Guadalupe Island? I've been to that place..."

At this time, in a mansion on the hillside.

Alberto, who was wearing a bath towel, was sitting on the sofa with an ugly expression, looking at Litokwa in front of him, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

"Aren't you going to betray me to the police? Why are you asking about me now?" Second Boss Litokwa sneered.

Alberto suddenly looked at the younger brother next to him. The latter rushed directly to Litokwa. The former glared, "You betrayed me!"

"Old...Alberto, you have no ability to lead the Portillo family out of trouble, and you are too naive. You simply..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a violent explosion, a lot of mud fell sparsely from his head, and everyone in the hall fell silent.

"Boss! Oh no, the police are shelling us."

A drug dealer shouted at the door.

Litokwa reacted quickly and shot Alberto to death, then rushed out decisively with his younger brothers.

As soon as they ran out the door, they heard a sharp sound that pierced the eardrums in the air. The drug dealers raised their heads and saw shells falling from the sky!

"Lie down!!"

…

“Póngalo!! (Put it out!)”

For arms dealers, the biggest shame is that there are not enough artillery shells. There are a total of 13 120mm mortars and 60 high-explosive shells prepared.

Victor was planning to level the opponent directly.

Maybe those who haven't experienced it personally don't understand the horror of the 120mm caliber. Basically, when you drop it vertically, the violent explosion produced can kill you by the shock alone!

Mexican drug dealers have never seen this thing before. If they can usually use machine guns, they are already shooting foreign food. This thing like artillery... can't even think about it.

When he heard the sound of the cannon, he immediately fell down.

Okay...

Many people were so shocked that their internal organs were broken and their orifices were bleeding.

Litokwa staggered up. The second-in-command of the drug cartel was a little embarrassed at this time. Looking at the ruins all around him, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Victor! Fuck XX!"

call out……

jump!

A high-explosive bomb happened to explode next to him, and he probably didn't die...

"Set up and shoot Zhu Yuan - let go!"

After all 60 high-explosive bombs were fired, the original appearance of the hillside was no longer visible, with only layers of thick smoke slowly rising.

The residents of Guadalupe Island felt their scalps go numb when they watched the scene on TV.

"This is revenge!"

Victor's face was shown on the TV. His expression was serious and his eyes were sinister. "The Portillo family killed four ordinary residents in the Morelos neighborhood. This seriously touched my bottom line. Guadalupe Island does not accept it and cannot tolerate it." Ordinary people were harmed.”

"Any harm to civilians is a provocation!"

“I hereby solemnly declare that I require the drug dealers on Guadalupe Island to surrender to the Guadalupe Island Police Department before 12 o’clock tomorrow, otherwise they will be regarded as rebels, and our department will no longer give them the opportunity to surrender and will use all their strength to eliminate them. !”

"Issuing a reward for the remaining members of the Portillo family, $2,000 for a key member, and those who betray information to drug dealers will be shot as drug dealers!"

Victor looked deeply into the camera, "Gentlemen, Guadalupe Island is mine!"

…

"Boss, do you really accept the drug dealer's surrender?" Casare asked. He was actually a bit over the top. This kind of crushing situation was not very satisfying.

It's a pity to hear that you can surrender.

Victor glanced at him and said, "When they surrender, gather them together and kill them with machine guns. Surrender? I never keep my word!"

Kasare was confused and suddenly slapped himself.

Hold!

After following Victor for so long, he is still so naive.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thousands of drug traffickers surrendered, and then... what awaited them was to be captured in one fell swoop.

African Amin has to praise Victor: "Yo Xi..."

Casare shivered.

I'm afraid his reputation will become even greater!

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