"Tie it up! Then take him to the table!"

Although it is a confrontation with drug dealers, it would be a big mistake to think of Major Carrillo as some kind of good person.

Normally, according to the normal legal process, after the task force has completed the attack on the den, the prisoners will be arrested, awaiting trial on charges, and finally for trial, but in Carrillo's case, they simply skip most of the process and go straight to interrogation and trial.

All of the drug dealers who were still alive were tied up by the task force, using the experience of the Shadow Company old-timers, who would use ropes to tie the target's neck and feet, which was very inhumane because it would strangle the target's neck and possibly kill them, but no one cared.

The surviving drug dealers were taken to the corners for interrogation, and these task force soldiers were not good-natured, and they would not gently tell each other that you had done something wrong, that you would bring shame to your family, or that they would give them a bowl of pork chop rice and watch the prisoners repent.

What they do is very simple, ask for information, and then raise thick steel pipes and wooden sticks and smash them into the limbs or backs of the drug dealers.

"Where's the thing?"

"Where's your point of contact?"

In between the brutal interrogations of the soldiers, gunshots could even be heard, which were the sound of some extremely uncooperative fellows being executed, and Carrillo told his men that they were efficient and fast, so that when they encountered a thorn, the task force soldiers would not waste any time, just a very simple bullet.

And no one questioned this behavior, even the agents of DEA, only frowned slightly, and then tried their best to filter the wails and screams.

It's not that they are kind-hearted, but that the political task does not allow good-heartedness, and what they want to do is to cut off the head of the snake and give an explanation to the above, not to save the lost lamb.

The main reason why I frowned was because those drug dealers were too noisy!

And the crocodile, as a small cadre, because he has more information, so his treatment is not the same as those drug dealers, Carrillo prepared waterboarding for him.

And when the crocodile was pressed down on the table by the soldier, he was still struggling desperately, trying to reach an agreement with the other party, but Carrillo didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all, so he gave the other party a punch, and this punch hit the crocodile in the abdomen, which instantly made him roll his eyes, and even almost squirted out yesterday's wine and food, but unfortunately his mouth was blocked to death, and what he wanted to spit out was finally pressed back.

"Where's your upline?"

"Who arranged for you to hire killers?"

Carrillo asked several questions with a face, but he didn't rush to get the crocodile to answer, instead waved his hand after asking the question.

Immediately a few soldiers began to torture the crocodile.

Waterboarding is extremely painful, both in ancient times and now, the difference is that in ancient times, waterboarding sometimes had the task of execution, because at that time waterboarding was to put people in a prison filled with water, and the water level would be lower than when you were standing, which forced the prisoner inside to stand all the time, if he couldn't stand, then he fell into the water, and there was only one way to drown.

Although the crocodile is nicknamed Crocodile, he is not actually a crocodile, because after only a few minutes, he began to twitch wildly, and his bound dead hands and feet were strangled red by the struggle, and he himself almost fainted.

But almost too, Carrillo kept an eye on the crocodile's movements, so that he could choose to continue and pause, he would stop a second before the other person was about to pass out, and then continue when the crocodile was about to catch his breath.

The crocodile, who had been tortured repeatedly, soon began to incontinent, blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth and nose, and his own struggle was a little weaker.

Seeing that the crocodile was dying, Carrillo told the soldier to stop, and then he grabbed the other man's hair and repeated his question again.

"You son of a.........

Before the crocodile's swear words could be finished, its head was slammed against the table, and it made a huge noise

A loud thud, followed by Carrillo's cold command.

"Go on!"

After another reincarnation, the crocodile almost lost its strength, the mucus in his nasal cavity mixed with the blood and flowed out, and then diluted by the tap water in the bucket, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and there was no dry place on his body, and the urine mixed with excrement trickled down his trouser legs, exuding a foul smell.

But the task force in the room didn't seem to smell it, still controlling each other.

"Name, place!"

This time, in the face of Carrillo's inquiry, the crocodile's tone immediately softened.

"Please, I don't want to die, I ........."

"Then move on!"

"Wait, wait!"

Seeing that the white towel that had been stained red with his own blood was about to cover his face again, the crocodile immediately screamed.

"I say, I say!"

The crocodile, who had completely lost his courage, immediately poured out all the information he knew about the drug trafficking group, and even the DEA agent on the side did not have time to record, he confessed a lot of things, such as who his upline was, who provided the assassination target, in addition, there were weapons suppliers, etc., almost everything was known, and everything was said.

But after saying all this, the crocodile begged Carrillo to give him a way to live, he explained so many things, the group would not let him go, and even if he was put in prison, it was the same danger, the Medellín group had hands and eyes to the sky, and killing a person in the prison was as simple as stepping on an ant.

Carrillo looked at the other party's pleading appearance but did not waver in the slightest, his eyes were still cold, and then said to the crocodile.

"I think they must have said that three years ago, they must have said that family of seventeen people you killed, right?"

The crocodile shuddered when he heard this, then raised his head in despair and looked at Carrillo in a hooded gaze with a cloudy gaze.

"You, who are you?"

"An old friend!"

With that, Carrillo immediately pulled out the pistol at his waist and fired at the crocodile's body continuously, until one magazine was finished, and he did not stop.

The policeman and his family who were killed by the crocodile happened to be Carrillo's men, and it was because of that incident that he was hidden by the Minister of the Interior, he is alive, but many of his past subordinates are no longer alive!

"All shot, let's retreat!"