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Chapter 514: The Streets of Basra

Just when Li Zhiyang was at home and was about to fall asleep, Randall had just arrived at the port from the airport in Boston.

Along the way, he listened to the reports from the port from his own men, after he sent them to keep an eye on the few cargo ships here.

His own personnel have sent back a lot of information that Randall is very interested in, that is, the goods that are loaded on the ship are indeed very suspicious.

The stevedores were told in the afternoon to come to work in the evening, and the wages were not low, but they were forbidden to spread any news of the place, and if there was a big mouth, they would not get their work.

Everything that happened here made the Ukrainian cargo ships look particularly suspicious.

Before Randall got on the plane, the cargo ships had already begun to be loaded, but it was obvious that such a large number of ships could not be loaded in such a short time.

And Detroit is not too far from Boston, it is only less than a two-hour flight, even in the middle of the flight, Randall did not relax the monitoring of the place, and his men are constantly sending him messages.

Randall didn't give the order for a long arrest, he had to wait for himself to arrive, and after he gave the order, he was going to be the one who got the biggest piece of the cake.

After getting off the plane, Randall ignored his body that had not eaten for a day, and went straight to the dock directly, and when he went to the dock, he had already asked the special forces team that had arrived in advance to be on standby at any time, just waiting for him to act immediately, this time he must capture the stolen guys and capture them all

Soon a few Chevrolet overbearing took Randall and his party to the port of Boston, he just arrived at the port and got off the car, the person in charge of the IA Boston area greeted him, this guy is called Carl, and he is also a member of the Randall family.

"Boss, the manpower is already in place, just waiting for your arrival, now the boys, ready to act at any time. ”

Carl said as soon as he saw Randall.

"Okay, is there any place with a better sight, I want to see those dogs* raised by my own eyes, and we will catch them"

Randall said proudly.

"Yes, we have requisitioned an office with excellent visibility in the dispatch office of the port, where you can go to direct the operation. ”

Carl had already studied the boss's preferences, and of course he knew what Randall was thinking.

"Okay, let's go somewhere. ”

Randall waved his hand when he heard this, and Karl immediately led the way in front and led the group of centaurs who had followed Randall to the office.

Randall was in a hurry, and there were no more than ten minutes to go, and he was done in a few minutes, he went to the office and looked down.

Sure enough, it is an excellent location, and any situation below can be said to be unobstructed and seen clearly. Randall didn't say much, he waved his hand, and a few of his henchmen, Robert, Paul, and a few others who had rushed over from Detroit, took their men, those field agents, and went out to prepare for the operation.

In a matter of minutes, his staff sent him reports from various locations.

"Number one is in place and the line of sight is clear. ”

"No. 2 is in place, there is no obstruction in front, and the line of sight is very clear. ”

"Number three is in place... ”

After receiving the report to the unit, Randall picked up the walkie-talkie and said proudly.

"Attention all teams, act now and remember that no one can slip through the net. ”

After Randall finished speaking, he put down the walkie-talkie, looked down from the office dozens of meters high, and saw several pairs of people rushing out from all corners of the port, heading straight for the Ukrainian cargo ships that were being loaded

The operation was carried out beautifully, all the personnel cooperated very well, the tactical actions were executed quite resolutely and beautifully, and there were almost no dead ends in the whole scene.

From the height of Randall, looking down, you can only see about five or six groups of people, lined up in a long snake formation, from all directions straight to the cargo ships that are loading

When Randall saw this, he knew that this operation was right, and those damn smugglers had no way to escape.

Unless they jump into the icy waters of the North Atlantic in December, it would be almost suicidal to jump into the waters of such temperatures in the middle of the night.

If no one rescues them, it is estimated that in less than 20 minutes, everyone who jumps into the sea will have to turn into popsicles

Randall believed that compared to being captured, few people wanted to die at this time.

Just when Randall thought things would go well, the unexpected happened, and the team soon arrived at the cargo yard.

The porters did not react or resist, but just as they were about to board the ship for inspection, an accident happened.

On a Ukrainian cargo ship moored at Pier 3, bullets were suddenly fired at the special forces that were about to board the ship

The Secret Service Team was a well-trained assault force, and although the two members of the team who rushed to the front were knocked down, the Secret Service immediately returned fire

When he saw the two team members who rushed to the front, who were suddenly hit to the ground by the bullets fired from the boat, Randall couldn't help but curse.

These dogs* are raised."

As an old agent who has worked in both the Middle East and Africa, Randall should let those clicks as for the most famous weapon of the former Soviet Union, damn it

Moreover, Randall also knew that such a gun, in long-distance high-precision shooting, was quite unreliable, but the fire from the ship was quite sudden, and the distance was not close, about two or three hundred meters, and within such a distance, he could put his team members down in the first two shots.

Randall knew that something was wrong, and it seemed that he had run into a hard stubble

Just when Randall was still a little panicked about the big thing, a fierce shootout had already started at Pier 3, and a large number of automatic firearms were fired repeatedly.

The scene was immediately a mess, originally standing on the side to watch the excitement, many porters at this time, can be regarded as bad luck, there are several unlucky eggs, because the distance is relatively close, on the spot was accidentally fired by the bullet, knocked over to the ground on the spot

The operatives, hiding under the ship, took advantage of the terrain and the darkness of the sky to shoot upwards.

But the advantage of dark sky is also in the hands of the other party, and after all, the members of the special team are from the bottom to the top, and they suffer a great loss from the angle of shooting

However, the firepower on the ship is quite fierce, and the accuracy of their shooting is quite high, and at first glance they are veterans who have been trained and tested on the battlefield.

After a few rounds of firefighting, the firepower of the special forces was gradually suppressed, and several members of the special forces had already left the field injured.

Randall looked at it, and was angry that he kicked a garbage can next to him, and kicked it away, when did he suffer such a big loss, and the other party was so bold that he didn't cooperate with the work of federal agents?

"Carl, Carl, where's our helicopter? When will it arrive?"

Karl, the head of the Boston area who wanted to stand beside him, shouted that Randall had realized the geographical disadvantage of his operatives as early as the gunmen on the ship suddenly opened fire.

At that time, he had already summoned helicopter support, but the plane support did not come so quickly, and in just a few minutes, his special forces lost several more members.

And at this time, finally a few of his snipers got to the position of the gantry crane, as early as when he started to attack, Carl did not expect to encounter such fierce resistance.

You must know that this is the United States, and after the 911 incident, there has not been such a large-scale shootout with the authorities and violent resistance to the law for a long time.

So he didn't call a sniper at all, in his opinion, this assault was as simple as a snap, how could he have thought that he would encounter such a strong resistance?

Now Carl's face has turned green, he knows that even if this operation is successful, he will be in big trouble, and he must be responsible for the casualties in this operation, I believe that this is the most serious casualty incident in a domestic operation since the establishment of the United States IA.

At this time, Randall was quite emotionally complicated, on the one hand, he felt sorry for the young men who were knocked to the ground at the beginning of the battle.

But on the other hand, he felt an indescribable joy that the other side was resisting so fiercely, and what was it for?

The stronger the other party's resistance was, the more Randall knew that he had come to the right place this time, and that this ship was definitely loaded with what he wanted.

Now all he has to do is to take down these ships at all costs and bring all the people on board to justice

The gunfire at the port woke up the nearby residents, and many people wanted to get closer to see the excitement, but the gunshots like fried beans made everyone dispel their thoughts.

After all, the excitement is precious, but the price of life is higher, if you lose your life for the sake of watching a lively, it is definitely the most unprofitable deal

But there are still some people who have already taken out their phones and dialed the major news media in the United States...

At this time, there were already several IA directors Mike. Hayden's phone call reached Randall's mobile phone, but Randall was already riding a tiger, and at this time he had no time to explain to the director.

So he didn't answer these calls at all, and a few people close to him in the family also called, but at this time, Randall was already enchanted, and he didn't have time to pay attention to these calls, he only thought about how to capture those cargo ships.

In order not to be disturbed by these peripheral calls, Randall simply turned off his mobile phone.

Soon several Black Hawks, transferred from a nearby naval base, were in place, and in the air they carried out very favorable suppressive fire on the fire points of those ships.

In order to ensure that too many people were not injured and that there were facilities to protect the port, the Black Hawk did not use rockets to attack, but used 7.62 caliber Galint machine guns on the flanks of the aircraft to suppress the fire points on the No. 3 cargo ship very strongly.

The large-caliber bullets that came down from the air were much more powerful than those of those, and many of the gunners who fired downwards from the ship were beaten into two sections by a rain of bullets as soon as they were fired, or some were simply beaten into a puddle of mud.

The fort of several gunners, who were hiding in the metal cabins and shooting outwards through the hanging windows, was even hit by 7.62 mm machine gun bullets.

Of course, such a cargo ship will not have the protective armor of a warship, so the 7.62 mm machine gun bullet is enough to penetrate such a tin cabin and shoot the people inside one by one.

There are several metal bunkers, and even the bullet storm that is pouring rain directly explodes, and the metal bunkers that are exploded in the air look so gorgeous.

And in the gloomy underground line below, the gunners on the ship, who had suppressed the special forces for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and they had to vent the anger that they had just been beaten.

A member of the Secret Service, who looked like a leader, suddenly jumped out of the corner and shouted.

"Secret Service, rush and kick those guys in the ass, huha"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and ran up the ladder of the cargo ship, obviously trying to take advantage of the opportunity for the gunners on the ship to be suppressed by Black Hawk, and rushed onto the cargo ship in one breath

After taking such a leading example, many of the special agents who had been hiding in the corner, who had just been suppressed by the ship's fire, and had been unable to raise their heads, flashed out of the hidden corners and rushed to the ship's suspension ladder with a shout.

Soon they were halfway up the ladder of the ship, and the Black Hawks on their heads were hovering and suppressing the ship.

Now on the No. 3 ship, there is basically no firepower, everything seems quite calm, it seems that the gunners have either been killed by the fire of the helicopter, or have gone down to the cabin, waiting for the guerrillas.

However, just as the agents were about to board the deck of the No. 3 ship, a rocket with a tail flame suddenly shot out from the No. 2 ship, which had been silent just now

At this time, in the office upstairs just now, Randall, who was watching the battle, couldn't hold back any longer, he really didn't expect that these bandits were actually equipped with such powerful firepower.

Damn U.S. Customs, damn U.S. Coast Guard, what did they do? These bastards, do they think this is Basra? Treat it like Mexican Juarez microservices?

How much money did these guys charge, and how could they let these bastards transport such powerful firepower to the territory of the United States?

Just when Randall was still greetings, the mother of the customs officer, and the immediate female relatives of the head of the coast guard.

A Black Hawk that had been hovering over the third ship had been hit hard by the RPG rocket.

In fact, on the second ship, when the rocket was just launched, the helicopter had already discovered it, and he also made a dodge action, but the distance was too close, and he didn't have time to do too many maneuvers, and the Black Hawk had already been shot down.

The Black Hawk, which was still majestic just now, exploded into a large fire ball in the sky above the harbor in an instant, sending a grand fireworks festival to the Americans' Christmas

Many Americans who watched the battle here from a high place in the distance have a feeling that they are watching a blockbuster movie, or they are on the streets of Baghdad, and many people are wondering, is this still the United States?

Is this still the American microsuit that God loves the most?

Looking at the black eagle, which turned into a huge fireball in the air, Randall was already pale at this time, and at this time he no longer had the same pride as he had at the beginning of the operation

He knew that he had screwed up, and even if he could take down all those people this time, send them to Guantanamo, and seize those machine tools, it would be the same to no avail, and there would still be no good fruit waiting for him.

Carl was already pale at this time, and his legs were trembling, as a clerk who had been sitting in the office for a long time, relying on whiskers and nepotism, he had climbed to today's position as the head of the IA Boston region, and he knew that this time he was completely finished

He even remembered that the point 38 revolver in the drawer in his office, maybe a bullet in it was the best ending for him

At this time, Randall and Carl, who were standing in the office, had already brought Randall from Detroit, and the entourage was looking at the battlefield outside with different expressions

This is not Boston, this is hell on earth, this is the streets of Basra

Tracer bullets glowing red, with a whistling sound that pierced the air, flew over the harbor continuously. The bullet slammed into the wall of the ship, which was splashed with fire.

Several other Black Hawks, who reacted, suddenly turned the fuselage, turned the muzzle, and made the maximum fire output in the direction of the second ship that had launched the RPG just now.

At this time, the command of fire control has long been thrown out of the sky by the pilots and machine gunners who have been angry and burned with reason, and the death of their comrades has stimulated them all the time.

It was supposed to be a game of turkey fighting, but I didn't expect it to turn into a night of massacre with a strong smell of blood

The firepower that slanted down from the black shadow suddenly turned the deck of the No. 2 ship into a hell, and large fireballs, mixed with huge explosions, continued to rise in the air on the No. 2 ship.

The sound of gunfire, fire, black smoke, and explosions dyed the port of Boston red, and everything that happened here couldn't help but remind people of Pearl Harbor during World War II

The American people, who were still watching from the same place, were also pale at this time。。。。。

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