"Eleven o'clock! Rifleman, he's running, he's running!"

"See!"

The shooter sitting on the seat raised the SR25 semi-automatic sniper rifle in his hand, and through the mirror he saw an armed man with an AK47 rifle running through a pile of miscellaneous items.

The latter was wearing a pair of large trousers, shirtless, but with a small satchel behind his buttocks, which appeared to contain a magazine, he was very panicked and shuttled between the broken wood and rubble, and from time to time he raised his head to look at the sky, as if trying to avoid the hovering helicopter.

But he thought he was dodging well, but he couldn't see it from the sky, and the shooter was firmly locked in the direction of his movement, and then pulled the trigger.

A standard 7.62mm sniper bullet was fired precisely through the opponent's shoulder, making a hole in the body cavity and exiting the abdomen.

The militants who were hit immediately fell to the ground and did not breathe.

"Goodkill, next! A little direction, scrapped trucks, riflemen, three hundred meters away!"

Sitting alongside the shooter was his co-shooter, who was armed with only a Shadow Company fully automatic16, but with a rather large 7x50 binocular, high-sealing telescope.

The team knocked out several targets on the ground in one fell swoop, opening up a safe landing area for the assault team, and then the Huey helicopters immediately descended in altitude and sent the loaded fighters down.

And just as the team continued to clear the ground target, suddenly several sparks burst from the cockpit, and then, the shooter sitting outside heard a whooshing sound.

", someone's shooting at us!"

The pilots were really taken aback, knowing that their hatches had been torn down, and if those bullets had been a little higher, they would have entered the cabin.

"I saw it! Don't panic!"

The shooter picked up his rifle and looked down, only to see a rather brave guy holding an old Madsen machine gun into the sky, this is a World War I weapon, made in Denmark, not a small reputation, because it was the first mass-produced light machine gun, exported to more than 30 countries, Latin America is the largest number of customers.

The Madsen machine gun used 7mm bullets with a magazine of 25 rounds, and the shooter who operated him looked very skilled, and the 25 rounds were still empty after a few bursts, so he had to stop and change the magazine.

The shooter was waiting for this gap in fire, he aimed at the target, waited tightly for the helicopter to recover from the maneuver he had just made, and then pulled the trigger.

Then, the assistant shooter saw in the telescope that the latter's head was tilted, and the whole person fell backwards to the ground as if drunk, and there was no movement.

The combat effectiveness of the smuggling gang is really limited, not to mention that as soon as the commando team landed, a leading party holding a white flag ran over and led the commando team to attack.

Soon the perimeter of the castle and the outskirts of the town were controlled, and the various battle groups advanced rapidly according to the predetermined plan.

Under the heavy fist attack of shotgun bulletproof shield and machine gun open road, most of the smuggling group was quickly annihilated, and even the leader of the gang was beaten into a sieve by the 249 machine gun when he retreated.

In fact, it is not that no one wants to try to escape, the smugglers have a lot of special smuggling speedboats, but the speedboats are also the target of the commandos, and after a few rounds of Huey helicopters loaded with 30mm weapon pods, the dock and the small boats are all blown into the sky.

Then the attack on the castle was not too smooth, the smuggling group in the castle was blown up, there was no fighting spirit at all, and the firepower of resistance was even more minimal, and several assault teams used flashbangs and shotguns to easily wipe everything out.

The only tough resistance they encountered was when they stormed the interior and were blocked in the hallway by an AK rifle on the third floor.

The two armed men responsible for defending the area, apparently veterans, opened fire alternately with rifles and submachine guns, wounding two commandos and throwing flashbang grenades

Kicked somewhere else.

Fortunately, the windows on the third floor were open, and the Bird helicopter, which had descended in height, sent the sniper directly to the window, and then the two armed men were hit in the torso by accurate snipers from dozens of meters away.

Then, the commando team armed with 870 shotguns came out of the corridor and shot a few shots at the two people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"This should be it!"

The shotgunner kicked away the weapon next to the corpse, and then pointed to the room that the two were desperately guarding, and suddenly jumped out of the middle of the cannon fodder, two who could fight, there must be a problem, so, the commando team guessed that they should be Pablo's bodyguards, then they must be Pablo who is protecting!

"Prepare for action!"

The shield soldier who followed immediately gathered in front of the door, and watched as a doorbreaker raised his shotgun to the lock of the door and the two fixes were shot, and after the blast, another doorbreaker standing by the door raised his blaster and slammed it, and the door fell to the ground.

Then the two shieldmen went in one after the other.

"Don't move, put down your weapons!" The PCs who followed the shield soldiers into it were like facing a great enemy, and the weapons in their hands locked almost all directions in the room.

Then the door opened, and a little girl who looked to be only ten years old walked out with her hands held high with tears in her eyes, and behind the little girl was a rather handsome young woman leading another, even younger.

"We don't have weapons, we only have children here!"

The woman looked at the room full of PCs, panic flashed in her eyes, but she still pulled the two children behind her.

"Where's Pablo?"

"He's not here!"

"And who are you?"

"I'm Katrina Larsa Escobar!"

The woman, though a little frightened, straightened her back and replied.

"Put your weapons away!"

The combat commander listened to the order coming from the microphone and said to his subordinates.

Then, looking at the woman, he spoke again.

"Ma'am, please leave with us with your children, we will ensure your safety, but again, you must tell me the whereabouts of your husband, Pablo Escobar!"

"I said, he's not here, he went out in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet!"

The woman replied stubbornly.

"We don't believe that!"

"If you don't believe it, you can search it casually! But can you get us out of here first, my daughter is even more scared!"

"Understood, teams B1 and B2 are coming with me, and the others continue to search!"

And in the high-altitude command helicopter, Hannibal rubbed his eyebrows.

"Damn, how did you just catch Pablo's wife and children!"

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