Even at this time, the machine guns on the two special operations boats were still raining fire frantically.

Bang! A truck driven by bandits was finally blown up, and it suddenly rose into the sky, and a small mushroom cloud rose up.

In this way, the two special combat boats swept past as if they were in a no-man's land, and took the people away.

All that was left was a grove of bullet holes and corpses, the wreckage of burning vehicles, and a shivering crowd of bandits.

Luke looked at the scene in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but nod in his heart: good, this is very American, and it is also very Hollywood.

Abuse the opponent with overwhelming firepower superiority, and the GIs will come out again to clean up the mess, which is the most commonly used combat method in the US military.

Driving the Humvee, he circled, summoned back the drone parked on the roof of the bungalow, and drove all the way down the mountain.

Now, no one should have the heart to block the mountain road.

At least half of the more than 100 people in Christo's lair were hung, and the soldiers were all in special combat boats, so it was unlikely that these bandits would have the leisure to continue the blockade of the neighborhood.

Just as he was thinking this, a pickup truck suddenly drove on the opposite side, and several people stood on it, with rifles in their hands.

The two cars passed by, and suddenly the pickup truck made a turn and chased after it.

Several of the rifles in the car also slammed, and Luke could hear several clanging sounds from his own body.

He rolled his eyes: "Neurotic! His hand touched the holster on his thigh, pulled out the gun, and reached out to twist his wrist.

Bang bang bang!

Several screams rang out, all the people who shot in the pickup truck fell, and two holes appeared in the windshield in front of the driver.

Rumble! Bang!

A dull noise came from the back of the car, and Luke withdrew his gun and sighed, "Honestly live, isn't it?" ”

System: Save DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) agent Lisa Morales mission completed.

The total experience of the mission is 100 and the points are 100

The task contribution rate is 70%, and you get 70 experience and 70 points.

System: The mission to destroy the secret camp of Christo's gang has been completed.

The total experience of the mission is 3000 and the points are 3000.

The mission contribution rate is 30%, and you gain 900 experience and 900 points.

The harvest is okay.

After all, there are six machine gun positions on the two ships, almost ten machine guns, and the bullets that are spilled are hundreds of times more than Luke's, so it is natural to take the big head.

I just don't know if Dustin's favor is repaid.

Thinking of this, he called Dustin and said, "Boss, it's done." However, I happened to collide with a seal when I was rescuing someone, so I handed them over and brought them back. ”

Dustin was stunned: "So fast? "Isn't it only two days since then!

Luke chuckled, "yes." But with the seal intervening, how can that favor be counted? ”

Dustin: "How the hell did you get rid of it?" ”

Luke thought for a moment, "I went in alone and rescued the people. When retreating, the bandits were alarmed, and the seal happened to be there, helping to break the back. ”

Dustin pondered for a moment, "That's not a big deal, so be it." ”

Luke: "Wait, Chief. I'm not done with this vacation, is it? ”

Dustin was choked for a moment, and after a while, he said, "As long as you're not afraid of Selena messing with you, you can come back after two weeks of rest." ”

What can he say?

Luke went to Brazil this time, and he couldn't even be reimbursed directly for his travel expenses, and he had to pay for other additional expenses by himself.

Someone wants to spend a few more days in Brazil, that's their freedom.

Luke hung up the phone with a smile and muttered, "Selena won't make trouble for me!" ”

But after thinking about it, he still called her and said, "Hey, honey, it's seven o'clock in the morning New York time, it's time to get up and pee." ”

"Get out~~~" Selena's angry voice sounded in the earpiece.

After reminding Selena to develop good habits and telling her that she was going to stay in Rio for two weeks, Luke hummed "Forget the water, put it in New Delhi" and got on the bridge again.

Looking at the beautiful city across the sea, he laughed: "But I won't forget Rio." ”

He pressed the throttle and accelerated towards Rio.

Rio in the early morning is still so charming.

The skies are still clear, and May is also one of the coolest seasons of the year in Rio, the southern hemisphere – with occasional lows dropping below 20 degrees Celsius.

Driving past the beach and looking at some bikini beauties who came early in the morning, he smiled, found a place to park his car, and went to the beach too.

The most important task was completed, and the rest of the time was all arranged by him, and he certainly didn't have to rush the time as he did at the beginning.

Anyway, a certain experience gift package is there, and it won't run or lose.

With this in mind, he sat down in the restaurant by the sea, ordered a hearty breakfast, and ate it.

After a leisurely breakfast, he looked at the time, and then nostalgically at the growing number of bikini beauties on the beach, and finally turned and left.

Driving a Humvee, he wandered around the city.

Or outside some inconspicuous small building, maybe an office building, maybe a villa in a wealthy area.

These locations are the "Cristo hideouts" that were extracted from Pedro's mouth.

But Christopher is more akin to a broker, doing more of a hands-on business, and less keen on the operation of specific sites.

He did some business in the city of Rio because of the special environment.

This is just a limited chaos, but it is not a completely lawless place, suitable for a person like him with a very unclean foundation to move freely and cultivate his subordinates.

But the city is the domain of other bigwigs, such as Hernán Reyes, the top bigwig in Rio.

So, these locations are basically Hernán Reyes' dens.

For the next two days, Luc lived a leisurely life.

Every day when I go out to eat and shop, the drone takes off to collect intelligence when it finds an opportunity.

From the movements of the characters in those strongholds, he found more related characters.

It's like pulling a sweet potato from the ground, and when you pull it, it brings out a cascade of harvests.

Luke had a great time these two days.

While entering various data in the notebook for backup, he subconsciously muttered: "20, 20, 50, 20, 100, 200, 50......"

To put it simply, the system only gives a gun-wielding fighter 20 experience points.

For the small boss level, it will float in thirty or fifty points.

The number of gang members and middle and high-level gangs fluctuates between 100 and 300.

This is a pattern that Luke has figured out for a long time.

This estimate is certainly not accurate, but he enjoys it.

The number he was talking about was actually the guaranteed experience points.

Talking about the record like this made him full of energy for life in Rio in the next few days.

And so, on the fifth day of arrival in Rio.

On two nights yesterday and the day before yesterday, he smashed two warehouses of illegal drugs, killing not many people, but he ruthlessly cleaned up a batch of goods.

The harvest of more than 2,000 experience points made him very happy to burn illegal drugs.