"Quick, give me flares!"

Carrillo, whose face was covered in smoke, shouted at his men beside him.

Soon two flares were dropped into his hands, and Carrillo led several of his men to follow him to the third floor, which had been blown up by rockets, carrying fragments of stumps from tables, chairs and benches.

They carefully kicked open the deformed roof door and climbed to the roof.

Fierce gunfire continued to ring out in all directions, and from time to time stray bullets whizzed over their heads, and everyone carefully clung to the ground.

Carrillo first had his men pile up the pieces of wood in a simple cross shape, then poured gasoline on them.

When he had done all this, he told his men to retreat while he stayed where he was.

Looking at the dark sky, Carrillo couldn't see where the plane above his head was, in order to ensure safety, the captain of the Fire Dragon One did not turn on the anti-collision lights, nor did the searchlights for ground attack turn on, after all, drug dealers also have Stinger missiles!

"I hope you can see it!"

Lying on the roof of the building, Carrillo first felt for the flare, then raised it high into the sky, then pulled the fuse, and then, with a whoosh, a small point of light flew into the sky, and then exploded with a bang.

After this shot, Carrillo made up another shot, and after the two flares were blown up, Carrillo pulled out a lighter and set fire to the pile of wood that had been doused with gasoline.

Then, flames rose and immediately lit up most of the roof.

"Hey, hey, did you see that?"

"See, you saw it when you fired the first flare!"

"That's good, my people are all in the room, within four or five hundred meters, all of them are active enemies, those *** in Medellin are like cockroaches, I don't know how many there are!"

"Five hundred meters, isn't it?"

Shepard glanced at the gunner, who had turned on the thermal imaging on the aiming fire control, and although it was not very clear, Shepard could still see the running figures around the bright crossfire.

"The attack range is from 50 meters away to within 300 meters, remember not to extend to the sides, there are houses over there, inhabited!"

"Understood!"

Shepard then picked up the radio and informed Carrillo of the situation.

"We're ready, keep your people out of the way, and get cover in the house, I'm not sure where those stray bullets are going!"

"Stray bullets, do you want to use machine guns to support? I'm not sure if your fixed-wing planes can hit people!"

"Who said we were fixed-wing, we were fixed-wing transport planes! Tell your men to hide, we're going to fire!"

"Let's fire!"

Carrillo shouted impatiently, they were in danger now, the drug dealers had already used rockets and bombs to open several holes in the outer wall of the precinct that could enter people, and if he hadn't put his machine gun in these positions, those Medellín drug dealers would have even rushed in!

Before Carrillo could put down the radio, the next second, four rays of tracer bullets had fallen, and the dense warheads swept around the building of the substation like whips, and everyone heard a buzzing sound coming from overhead, like a kettle boiling water, but the sound was continuous, and became clearer and clearer.

Shepard could see the bullets fall in the thermal salute, and the tiny dots of heat were like raindrops, directly covering the drug dealers who were still on the ground.

In the field of view of thermal imaging, those who ran to the point of view of the figures were unobstructed, and many people did not know where they were killed by bullets until they were covered by bullets.

After each of the four machine guns fired several long bursts of hundreds of rounds, there were already three or four more corpses on the ground.

The death of these drug dealers is extremely miserable, after the high-velocity Gatling gun hits their bodies, the bullets will quickly tear out gaps in their bodies, and the unlucky ones who are hit in a row will even be directly punched out.

The attack that fell from the sky will be below

The drug dealers were a little overwhelmed in an instant, their attention was on the police station, and they didn't see where the bullets were coming at all, and the trajectory of those tracer bullets in the air came and went quickly, after all, the high rate of fire of the machine gun was there.

Losing three or four people in a row didn't seem like much to the drug dealers, who were just momentarily flustered, and then continued to attack the building of the substation, only this time more people were keeping an eye on the top of their heads.

But to their disappointment, the next wave of attacks from the dragon still didn't reveal the dragon's location, and the Medellín drug dealers only saw a few trails of light fall from the sky, and then they fell again.

"Airplanes? Helicopters?"

"I don't know, I can't hear it!"

Many drug dealers raised their heads and looked at the sky again, and this time there were a few guys who carried the Stinger missiles out, but they couldn't see the location of the plane, and they didn't dare to cool the seeker rashly, so they could only carry the missiles and look left and right.

And the gunner is waiting for this time, the two waves of short bursts just now are just a bait used to lure these anti-aircraft weapons, and now these drug dealers are running out with their weapons in a big way, so the gunner is not welcome!

Then, there were several continuous long point shots of up to 20 seconds, and the rain of bullets that fell directly covered the hoods of the drug dealers carrying Stinger missiles, and even when the gunners opened fire, they did not forget to shake it off slightly, pulling out a barrage with a wider coverage.

Then, after taking out the most threatening anti-aircraft missiles, the gunners began to strafe the drug dealers on the ground as they pleased.

Like the sword of Damocles falling from the sky, and like God's wrath sweeping away human injustice, the dense barrage is like a hoe plowing the earth, leaving a dense crater, and those drug dealers who are targeted will not escape death, no matter where they run, the bullet can fall in a matter of seconds, and then bring death to them!

And Shepard didn't forget to point at the gunner.

"Four o'clock, gungungun!"

After less than a few minutes of strikes, the AC119 Fire Dragon fired a total of about 8,000 rounds of 7.62mm rounds, killing about eleven targets in total, which is not unacceptable for drug dealers, but the problem is that the gunboats are in the air, they can't move in the open space, and everyone else retreats back into the building, for fear that the bullets will fall in the next second.

And the gunners also seem to be trying to deter the drug dealers below, covering the buildings with short bursts from time to time.

As a result, the battlefield, which had just been extremely noisy, immediately fell silent, and all everyone could hear was the gunfire of gunboats.