152. Gunfight in the valley

"By the way, Tina is protected by his father, we also have the specific location, do you need it?"

Sanchez, who was driving the car through the traffic and carefully watching the car tracking behind him, suddenly came out of nowhere. Mo Lei didn't wait for him to finish before he laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Is it interesting for you to be tempted?"

Mo Lei didn't have a good impression of this policeman he had just met, but he didn't have any malice. The first thing it is clear is that Sanchez is a good cop, jealous and capable. As for the little caution about Tina, Mo Lei said that he didn't care if it was fake, men, no one is always allowed to have thoughts about his own woman.

Sanchez stopped talking and suddenly made a sudden left turn at the intersection of Plaza de Mexico and drove in the direction of Miskac. Behind them, two cars also rushed quickly, the Ford wanted to accelerate to the front, but the main road was full of traffic, Sanchez's driving skills were also tricky, the Ford could only follow three spaces behind, and the Passat quickly turned right at the first intersection, which should be intercepted in front.

"Are you going to walk the dog? Where to? Mo Lei held a pistol in his left hand and adjusted the position of the seat with his right hand.

"Take them to the Botanical Garden, where there's only one way in and out."

"A road in and out? It's the same for us. Mo Lei retorted in surprise, this kind of place is not suitable for luring the enemy alone.

"You wait." Sanchez pulled the walkie-talkie out of the storage compartment and flipped the switch, calling into the walkie-talkie, and seconds later, his colleague's voice came over the walkie-talkie.

Mo Lei roughly heard that this guy was transferring troops and reprimanding generals. He thought for a moment, put away his pistol, and stretched out his finger to the tall building in front of him that emitted a pale yellow glow under the lights, "Brother, if you have support, it will not be convenient for me to show up." That building, you drive down the parking lot, and if they follow up, we'll do it to remove the threat. If you don't keep up, how about you ask your siblings to check the license plate? ”

"Are you sure?"

"As long as they don't carry the M2 Browning machine gun against you and me." Mo Lei looked sideways at the window, "Are you sure?" ”

"Not at all, to be honest. Even if they carry out the RPG for a few shots, I think it's normal. "Sanchez's Mexican accent is a bit stiff, but the tone is still relaxed." Don't worry, when you get to that place, you can still walk away, here, it's a bit dangerous. If it's really coming at me, I'm afraid you'll have the weapons you and I mentioned. ”

"So exaggerated?" Mo Lei laughed, and once again took out the weapon that had been withdrawn from his pocket and fiddled with it in his hand, "Sanchez, then you still give me such a small point?" Isn't this hurting me, when I confidently took out this little point, but the other party took out the bazooka? ”

"It's possible, but why would you mess with people you can't afford to mess with?" Sanchez slammed the throttle to pick up speed, and the Ferrari leapt between the two cars, speeding past the tall building that Mo Lei was pointing to.

A long line of cars was parked at the traffic light intersection in front of them, and in the crowded traffic, people honked their horns constantly, some stuck their heads out and shouted loudly, and some simply jumped down and shouted. Several motorcycles whizzed through the traffic, and Mo Lei saw that a motorcycle rider reached into a car with an open window and pulled out a bag, and then the motorcycle disappeared into the gap with smoke.

Sanchez slammed the steering wheel to the right unhurriedly, drove the car onto the sidewalk, and drove to the traffic light intersection amid the angry scolding of passers-by, and turned right only for fear that the vehicle following behind him would not know it. Mo Lei gave him a thumbs up - this kind of operation, can it be said that he is a tiger?

"Traffic congestion is the most common thing in Mexico City, so the police can still exercise a little bit of privilege when they are in the office." Sanchez drove the car, answering Mo Lei's questions.

"How many times have you encountered such a thing in your years as a police officer?" Mo Lei looked at the scene flashing outside the window, and in the rearview mirror, the gray Ford followed, but Pashat was still nowhere to be seen. His plan has come to naught, so get involved in Sanchez's affairs, there are not many policemen who still maintain a sense of justice in such an environment these years, although Mo Lei has no complaints about the people, but he is still willing to help this kind of people without affecting himself. After all, in this case, he is a professional compared to Sanchez

"It's been a couple of times, I don't remember. I sleep with my eyes open, hoping that it will be better in a few years. ”

Cars whizzed into a valley that, as Sánchez said, was only accessible by road to the forest park, and it was 8 p.m. The road winds and turns, and there is a parking lot in the very center of the park where visitors can walk and enjoy the magnificent scenery on both sides.

"How long will it take your brothers? What weapons do you have in your car? Mo Lei asked. On the way, he kept overhearing Sanchez talking to his colleagues, and it seemed that the other party was also stuck in traffic. Sanchis's face was not as natural and casual as at the beginning, and he was a little more nervous.

"One Beretta 92F, one MP-5 and two magazines, two pistol magazines."

"Do you have a dagger?"

"Yes, there's a Sykes Fighting Dagger and a BCB Scimitar in the storage box, take whatever you like."

With a sigh, Mo Lei reached out to open the storage box and found the two knives in a pile of disorganized paper documents, where the fighting dagger was rusty, but fortunately, the blades were still sharp. He just looked at the scimitar and threw it directly into the storage box to be with the pile of garbage, the coyote liked it, and he still used the fighting dagger more easily.

The figure of another person popped up in his mind - Gao Bing, that coyote die-hard fan, the guy who likes to do everything but obey his own orders, and he likes to put a scimitar on him.

"When you turn a corner ahead, you slow down a little bit, I get out of the car, you stop after 200 meters, I go down the hill on the right, I don't have to wait, I don't need to bird any Miranda warning, just shoot, understand?"

After speaking, Mo Lei picked up the package from the back seat under the instructions of Sanchez, pulled out the MP-5A5 with a retractable butt from it, and put it on his seat, and then when Sanchez lowered his speed, Mo Lei pulled the car door, chose a position with a soft lawn and jumped down, inertia made him have to roll towards the front two, and only stabilized his body when he was still half a meter away from the lawn's ditch, and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

It's a little chilly in Mexico City at night, and the forest park is dark everywhere except for the sides of the road, and it's quiet all around, and there are no people walking. Mo Lei held the gun in his left hand and the fighting dagger in his right hand, thinking about how to use the five bullets in the gun to maximize their effectiveness. He didn't know if it was as Sanchez said, those cars came after Sanchez, and there was also a possibility that someone thought that following Sanchez would find him, of course, this idea was just a flash in his mind, after all, if Volks's energy was so great, then he was afraid that he would really die in the hands of the other party.

Two beams of light pierced the darkness and sped from behind to the back of Sanchez's car, the light shining directly at the red Ferrari parked on the side of the road. The MP-5, which was hiding near the car, sparked, and the bullets struck the body of the Ford and ignited the flames. And Mo Lei, who was halfway up the slope, also shot at the moment when he was waiting for the driver of the Ford to slam on the brakes to reduce the speed of the car, and the 9mm bullet whistled into the right front tire, and the Ford rushed into the grass to the right, and half of the body was stuck in the trench. Mo Lei fired again, and the bullet pierced the neck of one of the gunmen through the open right window. All that remained was the two gunmen jumping out of the car and lunging down in search of cover, engaging Sanchez in a back-and-forth fight.

After firing the second shot, Mo Lei shifted his position and stopped shooting, he hurried forward for more than ten meters, quietly looking ahead, and in the distance, the bright lights of the car sounded, and the off-road vehicle came into sight. Mo Lei visually measured the distance, and found that his pistol was unlikely to hit the car coming from the curve, so he planned to rush down for more than ten meters, but from the direction of Sanchez, a gunman with a submachine gun aimed at his side and fired aimlessly, just to provide the approximate location of the off-road vehicle, and soon a gunman opened the window, flames came out of the window, and the bullets crackled in the woods, Mo Lei had to curl up in a ball, leaning closely behind the tree, and after the off-road vehicle had no time to brake and rushed over, Mo Lei emerged from the other direction of the tree trunk and fired three shots at the off-road vehicle, one bullet shattered the rear glass, and the other two bullets did not know where to go.

Tucking the pistol in his hand into his waist, Mo Lei quickly walked down the slope with a dagger in one hand, jumped off the ramp and ghostly crossed the road to the opposite side, approaching in the direction of Sanchez. He knew that if he couldn't deal with the people on this off-road vehicle as soon as possible, he was afraid that Sanchez would be killed, and the gunman on the other side was not professional, but the weapons and manpower were too much better than his own. What's more, there is another Pashat that has not appeared. If Sanchez had listened to himself just now and entered the basement of the city, it would have been much easier to solve than here, and there were more things to use, so it was a big deal to get a trolley and run away.

But it also proves that this is not the people sent by Volks, who are much more professional than the gunmen tonight.

Mo Lei approached the road silently from the mountain forest on the right, his eyes shining in the dark, like a beast waiting to be hunted, approaching the off-road vehicle at high speed. The car stopped, the gunman in the passenger seat in front of him quickly shot in the direction of Sanchez, the driver got out of the car from the left and shot at the position where Mo Lei was just now, and quickly rushed to the direction of the trench to dodge, and continued to guard the back, and a gunman came down from the left and right in the back seat, Mo Lei saw the gunman on the right side half-kneeling next to the car and aimed in the direction of Sanchez, so he suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his left hand and pushed it to the side of the car, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed into the gunman's throat. But he didn't have time to tear the weapon off the corpse, he was discovered by the driver, and when the muzzle of the gun was turned around, Mo Lei had already pounced into the woods, ran a few steps on the left side of his waist, and then zigzaged through, running towards Sanchez's side.

Running from behind Sanchez, Mo Lei saw that Sanchez was so suppressed by the bullets from the opposite side that he couldn't raise his head, and there was only one gunner left in the direction of the Ford, but there were three submachine guns directly to the left of Sanchez that were constantly firing in this direction. Mo Lei didn't stop, his figure quickly made his way through the low bushes, and he saw the gunman of the Ford changing magazines, and it seemed that he was going to attack Sanchez from the side.

Approached.

Mo Lei suddenly appeared next to the gunman, but the headlights of the off-road vehicle opposite illuminated his figure, the gunman quickly raised his head, and blocked with his backhand when Mo Lei's knife swung over, swinging the dagger away, but Mo Lei put together the four fingers of his left hand and stabbed the gunman's tail fiercely, after touching the flesh, the four fingers bent and picked the last sternum and broke it hard, the gunman howled loudly, and the magazine in the other hand fell to the ground, but the hand holding the gun still waved the dagger to block Mo Lei, and his body kept retreating. Mo Lei let go of his left hand and clenched it into a fist, hit the gunman's Adam's apple cartilage hard, and then quickly hugged the gunman and used his body as a shield to block himself, and the dagger in his hand quickly stabbed the gunman in the chest three times, and ripped off the Steyr TMP when the gunman fell to the ground.

He thought to himself that if Sanchez didn't fight back at this time so that he could hide, it would prove that this policeman really had no sense of tactics, and he was purely relying on his courage and muscles.

Fortunately, Sanchez understood, and immediately raised his hand to shoot in the direction of the off-road vehicle, buying Mo Lei 3 seconds, allowing him to grab the magazine on the ground, and then jumped into the woods in a strange posture, and after more than ten seconds, he rushed to the right side of the off-road vehicle, but the Passata also drove in the direction of the off-road vehicle.

The gunfire in the forest park intensified.

On the left side of the valley, a figure looks down with a monocular night vision goggles, sizzling in his mouth like a poisonous snake.

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