"Listen!"

Next to a Mexican restaurant in New Mexico, three cars that looked like private cars were parked on the side of the road, and Pablo, who was wearing sunglasses, said: "I'll go to the back door with Nick in a while, you, you come with us, Nick takes the hammer, and everyone rushes in with me after the door is opened, I'm the first, and in addition, you two ......" Pablo looked at the other two people: "One ambushed at the front entrance of this restaurant and aimed with a pistol, and the other hid on the side of the restaurant with a rifle, as long as someone ran out of the front door, immediately shout, if he still runs." , used to shoot the legs, at such a close distance, you must have hit it, understand? ”

“YES-SIR！”

After replying, the five detectives looked at the restaurant that had closed the gates, and then took their places.

They never thought it would be a big deal, wasn't it just a matter of arresting someone? Six detectives aren't enough?

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were almost no people to be seen on the streets of New Mexico, especially since there were no bars and restaurants on the street where they were located and they wouldn't be open too late...... But......

Call.

Pablo took a deep breath a little distracted, at that time, he went around the alley next to the restaurant to the back door of the restaurant, Pablo, who had had countless similar experiences, knew very well the steps of action to arrest - drug - traffickers, this step sequence is like this, first, must not give the other party any reaction is time, otherwise. The other party is definitely not honest; Second, once inside, all the rooms must be quickly controlled, because the slightest mistake in Hernandez may put a cold gun in a place where he has not been discovered; Third. Once discovered, the drug trafficker resists, and does not follow any rules, and must shoot the other party to death without controlling his hands.

Of course, Pablo's men all knew these rules, and the people he brought with him today were the elite who followed him in the north and south......

Pablo held up a finger, he thought he was well prepared, and then followed. He raised his middle finger again when he had already raised his index finger, and at that moment, all the men who came with him were checking whether the black body armor on his body was fastened and whether the gun in his hand was safe. When all of them nodded at Pablo, the boss of the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Division instantly raised his ring finger......

Nick is the favorite person in the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Division to carry a hammer, and this job is the safest of all jobs, as long as you have enough muscle and enough strength. All you have to do is use both hands to slowly pick up the hammer and slam it down against the lock. After this. Nick could have dodged to the side and let his colleague rush over, because he didn't have a gun in his hand, and at that point, Pablo would quickly take control of the scene, and by the time Nick got in, everything was pretty much done.

However, this time is a little different.

Nick looked at the location of the door lock, and when he broke the hammer, he always felt that he had a particularly dry mood. When the hammer reached the second blow, the heartbeat began to accelerate suddenly...... In Yu once. It only takes one time for him to break open that door......

Dada......

The last thing he wanted to hear suddenly rang in his ears, and as he stood so close in front of the door, Nick watched as a hole flew out of the wooden door of the Mexican restaurant, and then, as if he had seen the end of the world, he could barely see how many bullet holes appeared in the door, anyway, the outer layer of wood and patent leather of this door began to be lifted continuously, and countless wooden holes and small wooden blocks scattered in all directions as bullets pierced through the boards.

Dead!

Nick, who was wearing body armor, didn't have time to dodge at all, he stood in front of the door and began to sway his upper body under the penetrating impact of the bullet, and even the hand that had just thrown down the hammer was unconsciously raised in the impact!

Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump!

The bullet slammed into the body armor, and the unexpected force caused it to quickly fall back in the shaking, and eventually, the whole person fell backwards......

Empty!

While!

The hammer had already been thrown by Nick, and the thing hit the ground with a loud bang, and Pablo watched Nick lean back and pour the lit soles of his shoes when he heard the sound.

“F―U―C―K！”

Pablo was still in the mood to think about his plan just now, opened his mouth and cursed, desperately pulled the trigger on the side of the door at the position where the bullet rushed out just now, and at the same time shouted: "Drag him away, call for support, hurry, the other party has heavy weapons!" ”

Empty!

He didn't even see what the other party was holding, but the situation in front of him was no longer something that these six pistol-carrying guys could handle.

Empty! Empty!

Another detective cooperated with Pablo's shot, and the remaining one dragged Nick's body armor back by the collar of his neck.

No one knew about Nick's condition, and the body armor on his body was shattered as if the flower bones had just exploded, and his pale face made it impossible to see anything at all.

The detective who dragged Nick into the alley gasped for breath, he didn't have time to worry about Nick, he was just afraid, if he had a hammer, it would probably be the end. In a hurry, the detective pulled out the mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number, and yelled at the other end of the phone: "General Bureau? We need support! ”

At night, inside the Mexican restaurant, a bald head stood coldly by the back door, his AK47 muzzle raised, half of his head exposed by the moonlight shining through the window, and the other half hidden in the shadows.

Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick......

Footsteps came from inside the restaurant, and the restaurateur, who had sent Nicholas out of Los Angeles not long ago, ran up from the basement in a panic while dressing up, he seemed frightened by the gunshots, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Police." The bald head was not nervous at all, and the two words were so smooth.

Moments later, from the basement of what had been the kitchen, several men with stubble on their heads burst out, with three AKs in their hands and the rest with pistols.

They moved quickly to occupy hidden positions in the corners, and another bald head pushed the Mexican restaurateur to the ground and said, "Get down." Then, rubbing against the wall and at the front door and window: "How many people?" ”

"At least four back doors, two front doors, one with a pistol aimed at the front door, and the other ......" his gaze began to flicker in the moonlight: "Yin is on the side of the door." ”

The bald head on the side of the wall said: "Machine gun, you look at the back door, the last one to retreat, you don't have to run out in the same direction as us." He smiled, he actually smiled in such a dangerous situation, and his smile was calmer than the big brother who licked the blood with a knife: "Los Angeles is no longer welcome to us, after leaving here, see you at the old dock." ”

"Where's the goods?"

"If you don't want to die, you will carry it, and I will never take credit from you." The man in charge of giving orders was the one who had told Nicholas that it was not safe to carry the goods.

"Two AKs, one to suppress the pistol on the opposite side from the muzzle, and never let him look up, and the other one, kill the guy who is on the side of the door, everyone listen, when the AK fires and shatters the glass, all rush out of the glass for me, go out to the left, don't hesitate."

Someone once said that if the police mess up, it's just a loss of jobs, and if the gangs mess up, you will die. (To be continued......)