Chapter 27: Assassination (Part II)
Lance has been proud lately, for he has just negotiated a coca deal with a few North African merchants. This business can make him at least two million dollars. That's a lot of business for a Cape Town gang.
Fortunately, he has a port and a wharf, which made the other party reluctantly agree to do this business with him. Other gangs were not so lucky, they didn't have their own conditions.
Thinking of the port, the spear couldn't help but touch his left breast. That can be said to be the most difficult battle since the establishment of the Z-line Gang. More than thirty people were killed, and the spears barely caught the big guys in Cape Town.
Fortunately, one of his little brothers, Cockroach, was smart enough to get a group of white women from Europe and open a dancers' club. That's why the big guys let him go, and they turned a blind eye to his business.
Since then, the spear has attached great importance to cockroaches. The dancer club opened by the cockroach is even more important, but fortunately, the cockroach is very interesting. I knew that if I left the spear, I would be killed.
So when any big man comes, the first thing he informs is the spear. However, Lance still felt uneasy. Dancers' Club, in the end, he will be relieved if it is in his own hands.
But to take the dancers' club from the cockroaches, this is a more troublesome thing. Leaning back on the soft sofa, the spear sighed in his heart: There is money, and it is really comfortable.
"BOSS, are you going to the club tonight?!" The driver, who was in front of the car, asked softly to the spear. The spear pondered for a while and shook his head: "No, I'm tired of being busy with North African affairs for the past two days." Go back and rest first. ”
"Okay, BOSS. As you wish. "The driver is very satisfied, he was the best police gunman in Cape Town. And now he is the personal bodyguard of the spear. This is also the best gunslinger that a spear can recruit.
Of course, a long gun also paid a lot of money for this. The annual salary of 150,000 US dollars a year is enough to make many people crazy. This salary is more than the annual salary of even the highest ranking officer in the police force.
Lance leaned drowsy on the couch in the car when his phone rang. Lance angrily picked up the phone, and the number shown on it was a cockroach.
"Damn it! If you don't have a reason, I'll go and screw your head right now! Well, cockroaches! Tell me what you called me for?! ”
The spear picked up the phone with a low roar, and the cockroach on the other end of the phone said cautiously and softly, "Boss, I have no intention of waking you up." It's just that Mr. Kate, a member of the Listing Council, is coming to the club tonight, and I think I should inform you......"
Kate?! That damned, greedy maggot! Spear cursed in his heart, but he was helpless. Kate has a lot of influence in the city council, and his family has some influence in Cape Town and even in South Africa.
Gangsters like himself are nothing in his eyes.
"Okay, I got it. When will he get to the club?! The tone eased, but the spear was still displeased.
"Nine o'clock tonight. BOSS, I can drag the reception until ten o'clock. That's my limit, you still have to make a trip. After all, Mr. Kate has a big say in the construction of our port......"
"I know how to do it, you drag him down first. I'll get over as soon as I can. "The spear is quite unhappy with the cockroach's nonsense. I don't need you to teach me how to do it, I'm the boss, you're not!
"Okay, then you get busy. I'm going to arrange a ......" The cockroach on the other end of the line seemed to sense the spear's displeasure, and quickly hung up. The spear who put down the phone sighed and instructed the driver: "Let's go home first, I'll take a shower and change a set of clothes, and we'll go to the club." ”
"Okay, boss."
Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher are very calm now, and Kingfisher has observed the real estate situation at the firing point and retreat point several times in a row. At the same time, the gunfire and bullet casings were driving to the retreat point to plan the retreat route.
A heavy SUV with a full tank of fuel was sent to a small warehouse ten kilometers from the pick-up point, which was temporarily rented. The SUV was filled with gas.
"The informant reported that the spears will come to the club at ten o'clock tonight. As is customary, his twenty gunmen's bodyguards will also come with him. Expect them to stay until about two o'clock in the morning. Hou Dasheng put down the satellite phone in his hand, which was equipped by the crocodile when they came.
"Lance was talking to a group of North Africans lately, and he didn't plan to come over. But today an important person came, so he had to come. But he won't stay overnight as he used to, and he's expected to leave in the early hours of the morning. ”
But it's not theirs, it's just a crocodile that lent it to them. When you go back, this is to be returned. Of course, the guns they can stay. However, the money for guns and ammunition will be deducted from their commission.
"At eight o'clock, Kingfisher and I will go to the designated shooting spot. Bullet casings, gunfire, flamingos are on standby. At ten o'clock, gunfire and flamingos drove to the evacuation point to wait. Remember, don't cause anything. ”
"At eleven o'clock, the cartridge casings carried the IED into the designated area. Gunfire and flamingos assist from the side. Before 12 o'clock, the gunfire and flamingos completed the IED evacuation and returned to the car at the evacuation point to wait. ”
Hou Dasheng took a deep breath: "The bullet shell came to meet me and monitor the situation together at any time." And then all that's left is to wait. ”
"Do you have any different opinions?!" The process of everything was repeated again, even though they had repeated it many times. But Hou Dasheng was still very nervous, after all, this was their first operation.
Faced with a gang of hundreds of people. One is not careful, and the five of them are just the lives of delivering food to others.
"Nope!"
"Nope!"
"To the table! It's 17:30 and 19:30 wake me up and Kingfisher. Flamingos and gunfire change shifts, wake up gunfire and bullet casings at 21:30 and start the action. ”
"Good! All staff are on standby, and the group rests. The flamingos keep watch, and the rest rest. ”
No one spoke, and the flamingo carefully observed the situation in the Dancers' Club through the curtains with a high-powered telescope. At this point, it was not quite dark, and the neon lights of the Dancers' Club had just come on.
Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher and others were lying directly in the same room or leaning on their eyes to recuperate.
At 19:30, Hou Dasheng and the kingfisher were woken up by the flamingo. Neither of the three of them spoke, Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher raised their hands to look at the time, and at this time, the gunfire was also shaken awake by the flamingo.
All four remained silent, and Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher checked their equipment one last time. After confirming that there were no problems, the gun was packed into a camouflage and taken out of the room.
All the monitoring positions here have been touched by Hou Dasheng and Kingfisher. I saw that they deftly avoided all surveillance. Even if there is no way to avoid it, you can't shoot their faces.
Hou Dasheng silently took the M-200 and climbed to the top floor of the hotel. It was 19:55. Taking a deep breath, Hou Dasheng walked to the shooting point he had booked. Spread a blanket on the ground, open the camouflaged box and take out the gun.
The gun was assembled in three or two clicks, and then Hou Dasheng began to adjust the shooting accuracy of the scope and maintain monitoring of the club.
At this time, the kingfisher had also landed at the scheduled shooting point. Like Hou Dasheng, he silently spread out the blanket, tore off the camouflage, took out his gun and assembled it quietly.
The club in the distance is lit up. However, it was too early and not many guests came. The little brothers in the parking car were laughing and laughing with some belated dancers, and everything was as usual.
"The chef is in place, ready to go!"
"Kingfisher in place, ready!"
"Guns in place, keep watch!"
In the communication channel, there was silence again. Only the occasional breathing sound was heard.
At 22:13, a Mercedes Benz slowly drove up. The Mercedes Benz was followed by two Toyota commercial vehicles. The car unscrupulously crossed the crowd and stopped directly at the door of the Dancers' Club.
The parking boys immediately formed a circle, nodded and bowed to the car.
The van turned on first, and a group of black men dressed in black got out of the car vigilantly. The perimeter was quickly fenced off. At this time, a white man came out of the cab of the Mercedes Benz.
The man glanced around, and it took a few moments before he opened the door of the Mercedes.
But I saw that the man in the car slowly walked out of the car. He was dressed in an apparently custom-made Armani silver-gray suit, and his hair had been deliberately groomed. The whole person looks very energetic.
"The target has appeared! Confirmation......"
"Confirmed as a target, facial features match. Wait for the inside notification, everyone is on standby! ”
The man who got out of the Mercedes and entered the club surrounded by everyone. Hou Dasheng's breathing gradually became heavy, and after a while, the satellite phone in his hand rang.
"Confirm the goal, everyone prepares!"
In the dark, two cars slowly drove out. The two cars look so ordinary, and there is no difference between a Japanese car from a middle-class family in Cape Town.
They were parked seemingly haphazardly in the back alley of one hotel, and in the parking lot of another.
Two of Cape Town's most common black faces were disembarked, dressed in the casual clothes of the local middle class, and walked to a hotel.
At the door of the hotel, a black man was already waiting in a car. The three of them boarded the car and drove towards the Dancers' Club.
In the scope, Hou Dasheng looked at the car and came to the door of the club very calmly. The little man who parked nodded and tried to take the keys with them, but one of them refused. After tipping the little brother, they parked their car in the parking lot.
But what no one noticed was that after parking the car, the driver pushed a square box under a Mercedes...... Then, the trio tipped, and simply entered the club.
"IED security is done, then evacuate."