Naturally, the mercenaries under this gang who don't know how many lives they have to do.

Everyone chooses their own life, that is the way they want to go, and others will not sympathize with you in the end, especially for people like addicts, it is purely self-inflicted!

Perhaps in the eyes of God and Jesus, they may already belong to the outcast.

The soldiers outside the city saw the two armored vehicles at the head of Mora and the convoy behind them, saluted and let them go, without strict inspection, and it seemed that the general under Santos was indeed very happy.

The bandit glanced at the soldiers guarding outside the city, and suddenly said: "This drug dealer is quite skilled, and he has trained his private army almost like the regular army, and the equipment is not bad, but he is a character."

Over the years, the bandits have seen many Turkish warlords and ** armies in various places, such as those warlords in Somalia, Al-Qaeda in Afghanistan, and the natives of the jungle in South Africa, which also belong to private armies, but looking at the quality and equipment of their soldiers, they are relatively much worse than those under Santos.

If you want to judge the strength of these warlords, you can see some signs from the soldiers under him, if it is a group of rabble guys, their top boss is naturally not too brilliant.

But just by looking at the guards guarding Santos, you can see that this guy really can't be described with just two brushes.

Jack said: " Santos had the intention of becoming his own king a few years ago, he built his drug kingdom completely in accordance with a regular country, not only set up a lot of administrative positions, especially in the army, he completely built according to the mold of the regular army, but also specially hired a lot of retired soldiers from all over the world to train him soldiers, what is even more unbelievable is that at least half of the profits from his annual drug sales are put into the army's equipment, otherwise how could the Colombian government scoop him without any way, otherwise where would he get the armored vehicles, tanks and even those two retired fighters”

The bandit chief let out a sigh, sat in the car and looked at the scene in the city, and said, "What a hard bone to gnaw, I'm afraid we will need to spend some brain cells."

The city is really different from other places, Santos's territory is well organized by him, and the urban layout and planning are not inferior to the cities outside, which is not a little bit stronger than other cities in Colombia.

The only difference is that there seem to be more soldiers in the city than ordinary people, and there are about sixty percent of the soldiers with guns on their backs and military uniforms, and less than forty percent of the people are ordinary civilians.

"I don't know how big this guy's army is, but it seems that it should be worth a few regular regiment-level units," Wang Tu said after looking at it with interest.

Jack shook his head and said: "More than that, more than that, Santos's private armed forces have two divisions of troops, more than 20,000 people, and not counting the reconnaissance troops, mobile combat units, etc., just infantry"

"Damn!" Su Mingtu said staggeredly: "The drug dealer is almost enough to leave a name for eternity if he does this."

"Speaking of this name, it is not necessarily stinky, Santos has a good reputation in his territory, and the treatment given to Santos, a resident of Vainambi, is very high, and the residents help him grow opium poppies and sell drugs, and the price given is very high, and even reaches the standard of living in developed countries, and as long as the people who have been cultivating drugs in his territory can even get free support when they are old, so it can be said that Santos is still very loved by local residents, otherwise where would he get the capital to let the Colombian government recruit him." Jack sneered again and said: "But his reputation is not very good outside, out of the Vainambi area, people outside hate him and don't die."

Hu Bandit was stunned and said: "If this person was born more than 100 years earlier, maybe he could become the second Hitler."

The convoy followed the two armored cars in front of it until it reached the center of the city before slowly stopping, and the people in the car found that at a distance of more than 100 meters, there was a vast and huge square in front of it, with garden pools all available, and a huge statue tens of meters high was erected in the middle of the square.

The statue is the image of a man, dressed in a military uniform and wearing a military cap, with his right hand on the holster at his waist, and his left hand pointing into the distance, with a face about forty or fifty years old, of medium stature, and on the thin side.

What is a little surprising is that the statue's eyes are very unique, and it seems that you can see the statue's eyes as if it is looking at you from any angle.

"The only one who can build a statue here is Santos," the bandit groped his chin and wondered if this thing did look quite shocking, and he even wondered if he would get himself such a statue when he returned to the island of Samoca, the bandit's headquarters.

But this thought can only be thought about, he is not conceited and arrogant to such an extent, in case he burps and braids in the future, his enemies will not give them a chance to vent their anger if they touch it.

After the convoy stopped, drug lords from all over the place got out of the car, and Mora walked through the square with everyone in front of a huge four-story building.

It's really huge, so big that people turn their necks around and their heads don't seem to be able to see it completely.

Hu Bandit feels that this building looks like the capital of various governments, could it be that Santos also built an official residence for himself?

And at the top of that building hangs a huge photograph of the person identical to the statue in the square.

"That's Santos's so-called presidential palace, which is basically the same as the White House in the United States and Buckingham Palace in the United Kingdom, and it took two years to build, and in addition to his own lord in it, the people in charge of his territory usually work here to help him take care of this huge drug kingdom," Jack said

Several people gasped, these people have been well-informed over the years, and they have never seen the warlord and rich businessman of the society, but if it is really about handwriting, it is not as powerful as this big drug lord in Colombia.

Crossing the square to reach the presidential palace in Sanzos, Mora stopped, and then waited quietly for a moment before a man stepped out of the building.

The man was not much different from the statue in the square and the huge photo, with the same military uniform, the same military cap, and a holster pinned to his waist。。。。。。

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