Smoke!

Firelight!

Panicked crowd!

The downed helicopter spread in the slums in just a dozen minutes, and the fire spread in the slums in just a dozen minutes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before the armored vehicles and the army could figure out what was going on, they had to improvise as firefighters to fight the fire.

There is no way, if the fire is not stopped quickly, then the slums are commonly used with wood, plastic and other flammable building structures, which will soon cause most of the city to burn together, and they will not be able to enter the scene of the incident to investigate.

In contrast, the poor people whose homes were burned were very calm, and some of them were even in the mood to stand from a distance and watch the excitement, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

The reason is simple, they all received enough compensation from Maya, a dozen or twenty small green pieces of paper with Benjamin Franklin printed on them, far more valuable than the dilapidated house, and maybe another batch of relief from the government after the fire, killing two birds with one stone.

"Mr. Diosdado, the situation is much more troublesome than we expected. The enemy shot down our helicopter with a bazooka, and now the whole ghetto is full of fires, and we simply can't rush into it. A guy who looked like an officer was directing his men to put out the fire, while holding the military phone in the car, and reported in a low voice.

"What? Our helicopter was shot down? What about Thomas? Is he still alive?" asked the man on the other end of the line, in a hurried tone.

Obviously, he cares more about the gang bosses with whom he has secret dealings than the sacrificed soldiers and weapons and equipment.

The officer glanced up at the blazing flames, and quickly replied, "Sorry, Mr. Diosdado, the plane landed on fire and we can't get close now." However, in my experience, even if someone inside is choked to death by smoke or burned to death by fire, it is impossible to survive. ”

"No, Colonel, I don't want experience, I don't want a description of possibility, maybe, or anything like that! If you can't get closer, then blow up that building with shells for me, and you won't leave a trace, see?" the man, known as Mr. Diosdado, roared loudly in Spanish.

"Yes! Understood!" The officer hurriedly put down the phone and shouted at the soldiers in the armored car not far away: "Lucena!

"Cannon...... Shelling?!" The young soldier blinked in bewilderment.

He didn't understand at all, there was already such a big fire in front of him, why did he still have to shell?

If there were any enemies, I am afraid that they would have been burned to death......

"It's an order! Order! Soldier!" reprimanded the officer.

"Yes, sir!"

The soldier did not dare to disobey the orders of his superiors, quickly stuffed a shell into the barrel of a ninety millimeter, adjusted the firing angle, and immediately chose to open fire.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the shell passed through the line of fire and landed precisely inside the reinforced concrete fortress that originally belonged to Thomas, directly destroying a wall.

But the officer was not satisfied, and once again ordered: "Go on! Don't stop until I say stop!"

"Yes, sir!" the soldier replied loudly, repeating what he had just done.

One, two, three......

After fifteen shells were fired, the entire building, along with the courtyard wall outside, was reduced to rubble.

It is estimated that Lu Li never dreamed that the performance art he had carefully prepared would be blown up by the military before the reporters arrived.

Now let alone the corpse, it is difficult to find an intact arm or leg.

Looking at the smoky remnants of the rock in front of him, the officer nodded with satisfaction and immediately picked up the phone: "Mr. Diosdado!

When the person on the other side of the phone heard this, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a slightly tired voice: "Thank you, Colonel, I have written down this kindness." I guarantee that within a month at most, you will be promoted. The next time we meet, I should call you Major General. ”

"Thank you very much, Mr. Diosdado, and I swear that I will continue to be loyal to you, no matter what happens in the future. When he received the news that he was about to be promoted, the officer instantly became excited and couldn't wait to show his loyalty.

He knew the identity of the other party very well, and he knew even more that he would inevitably offend the military top brass by risking troops tonight.

But he has no regrets, because in the current grim situation in Venezuela, a serious riot will break out sooner or later, and whoever has more troops in his hands will be the object of competition from all sides.

As the saying goes, when a country is in turmoil, many people who have no ambitions will slowly develop ambitions......

Just as a politician and a military member had completed their private collusion, on the top floor of a high-end hotel in the city center, a white man was holding a telescope to observe the flames rising to the top of the mountain, and without looking back, he asked the woman in a sexy black evening dress behind him: "Nisha, who do you think did this tonight?"

"Hmph, do you need to ask? Who else could there be but the billionaire gentleman we had kept a close eye on? You don't know, he has just recruited a few experienced mercenaries, and there are people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, so it's strange if he doesn't guess some action. With that, the woman known as Nissa sat down and laid her thighs wrapped in black stockings on the table.

For some reason, although she is not particularly beautiful, her every move is full of charm that is difficult to describe in words, as if she has received some professional training.

"That's what you think?" the man asked with a smile as he put down his binoculars.

Nissa spread her hands disapprerovingly: "What, do you have other opinions?

The man quickly shook his head: "No, not yet, but I always feel that Mr. Billionaire's behavior is a bit weird, and there must be some ulterior secrets behind it." ”

"Hah! Don't tell me it's agent bullshit instincts again. Don't forget, the other side is a real billionaire, not only does he work closely with JPMorgan Chase, but the Department of Defense is also working on an important technology in his hands. Think about it with your brain, if you have such wealth and social status, will you continue to work for the CIA?" Nissa said with a look of disdain.

"Anyway, I think there's something strange about this and we have to investigate it thoroughly. Why don't you try to lure him out tomorrow, and I'll search the villa and see if I can find anything." Don't forget, if we find some important information, even if we don't hand it over to the CIA, we can make a profit for ourselves. I believe that Mr. Billionaire will be happy to use tens of millions to seal our mouths, isn't it?"

"No problem! I wouldn't mind dating a young, handsome, toned billionaire anyway......"