"Are these all the methods of the lone criminals?"

Kate looked at the mutilated corpses, and her face turned pale:

"Why do you want to cut off their limbs and hang them like this?"

"Warning."

The man with glasses sitting in the passenger seat smiled, and he held the gun in his hand: "This is to warn his subordinates to obey orders, and to warn those outside not to go against them." ”

"To hang people here is to release this kind of information."

Kate has always been a hostage rescuer in Phoenix, has experienced shootouts, and has killed people.

But this is the first time I have seen this kind of lawless scene.

The corpse that was searched in that room before was not as scary as the current picture, and the cordon was pulled up under the corpse, and the Mexican police officers around him had a numb expression.

This kind of thing is their daily routine.

"This method is quite effective." Ethan looked at Kate's white lips, shrugged his shoulders and smiled:

"At least on you, it works."

"Bang."

Kate didn't say a word, and bent her hand to give him a look.

It's just that Ethan didn't feel anything when he pushed it into the body armor, but Kate grinned and quickly kneaded his elbows.

Before they knew it, the two became acquainted.

Sandro, who was sitting in front of them, looked in the rearview mirror, noticed their small movements, and pouted, this guy is full of women everywhere he goes, and he can't envy it.

But the scene outside, Sandro's eyes under sunglasses were unwavering.

He has not used this kind of method.

Many of the ways to play the Mexican Solo Owl were learned from Colombia.

The vehicle continued to drive, and on the passing streets, there were children running and playing happily from time to time, and teenagers sweating like rain on the basketball court, a vibrant scene.

Compared to just now, it is like a world of difference.

The sun shone on her body, and the haze in Kate's heart was dispelled a lot, and she was no longer as nervous as she was just now.

However, she was surprised to find.

The person next to him was chewing gum as if nothing had happened.

Sandro in front of him was even more expressionless.

These two guys both look strange, and this look also makes Kate mutter about their identities again.

"Bang bang."

Ahead, a burst of gunfire rang out.

The convoy also stopped, and Ethan chewed gum and looked ahead, the sound not far away from them.

"What happened?"

Kate nervously turned her head to the side, trying to look ahead.

But within the field of vision, they were all members of their convoy, and the Mexican federal police around them surrounded them.

"There was an exchange of fire ahead."

Matt's voice sounded in the headset: "The situation of the two sides of the exchange of fire is unknown, and the Mexican side suggests that we take a detour." ”

"Sit down and be vigilant."

"Woo~~~"

The sirens sounded, and the convoy immediately sped away, leaving aside the gunfire ahead.

Ethan chewed on his gum and glanced out the window.

The city of Juárez is a veritable crime capital, with an average of seven murders per day, which can still be counted, and the number of people who cannot be counted is estimated to be more.

It is also the home of many Mexican solitaires, more than one independent group.

The exchange of fire just now, if nothing else, was a bloody battle between different pro-independence groups, so the Mexican federal police did not want to provoke this trouble, preferring to avoid it.

Tijuana, who he once visited, is a younger brother compared to Juarez.

It is full of uniqueness, violence, corruption and poverty.

To put it bluntly, sometimes the words of the lone lords are more effective than the authorities, and the Colombian counterparts have already sunset, but here it is in full swing.

Even the person standing in the pickup truck next to him may have been bought by the lone lords.

These federal police are also worthy of vigilance.

Vehicles speed through narrow streets, lined with houses that are basically two or three storeys high, and pedestrians stop to cast incomprehensible glances at the moving motorcade.

These people, maybe there are gunmen.

Ethan adjusted his sitting position, adjusted the M4A1 in his hand to the most comfortable position, and the window was lowered halfway by him.

A black face towel also covered his face.

Only a pair of vigilant eyes were revealed, and the gaze was as sharp as an eagle.

"Ahem."

The smoke from the convoy poured in through the windows, and Kate waved her hand and coughed, "Can you close the windows?" ”

"Nope."

Ethan decisively refused, and at the same time his eyes swept towards her:

"I suggest you leave the windows open as well."

Not only did he do it alone, but Sandro and the man with glasses also lowered the dark glass window in half, not caring about the dust raised.

At the same time, they also covered their masks.

Kate immediately reacted, this was preparing for a possible battle in the future.

The interior of the car is closed, and if you don't lower the windows, when you start shooting, there will be a few more deaf people in the car in an instant, and the windows will affect the shooting range, and the broken glass will cause them trouble.

The purpose of masking is to prevent the other party from recognizing people.

No one wants to be targeted by those lone tyrants, not only for themselves, but also for their families.

This kind of trouble is fatal.

Kate took a deep breath and put the towel on, her blue eyes rolling.

A few minutes later, the motorcade arrived in the backyard of the courthouse, also guarded by a large number of federal police officers, also masked and wary in their eyes.

The sound of the car door closing sounded one after another.

Matt led a large group of people, including the bailiffs, into the courthouse quickly.

In their car, except for the three of them, the glasses man of the driver and co-pilot all got out of the car and walked in together.

There are also several deltas, which are left outside to form protective formations.

In an instant, the interior of the car became quiet.

"Don't worry."

Sandro raised his hand and pushed his sunglasses, and said slowly: "We are already here, and if those people want to do it, it will only be on our way back." ”

"Now, it's absolutely safe."

"I don't like it." Ignoring Kate's presence, Ethan pulled off his mask and took out a cigarette and lit it:

"Too passive, we're a live target."

The road just now is narrow, and I can casually come up with a few ways to force the convoy to stop, and sitting in the car is the most conspicuous target, and there is nowhere to hide.

It was also the first time he had participated in this kind of operation, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"That's right."

Sandro's breathing was also a little short: "Just now, I could even hear a thud. ”

"Hahaha."

Very aptly described, Ethan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Medellin.

Sandro took off his sunglasses again, and his face towel shook slightly, clearly smiling silently.

"What?"

Kate smelled the smoke and licked her lips, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Nothing."

Ethan bit down on his cigarette and tapped his fingers lightly on the barrel.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Kate had no choice but to calm down and keep her eyes fixed on the roller shutter of the court building.

In less than a minute, as the cigarette butt in Ethan's hand flicked off, Matt took the lead, and the bailiffs behind him grabbed a pot-bellied poop man left and right, and walked out quickly surrounded by a group of people.

The man wore a coat over his head.

Others can't see his appearance, which is also to prevent this man from making any eye contact with someone who cares.

This guy is Guillermo.

He was only handcuffed, and he was not given an anklet in order to facilitate his transport.

"Click."

Ethan put on a scarf and reached for the Colt M1911 on his chest, turning off its safety and preparing for battle.

"I'll be at my command in a moment."

Glancing at Kate, Ethan sorted out the spare magazine next to the pistol: "Don't have a hot head, if you are shot indiscriminately, no one will pity you." ”

"It's not that serious."

Under Kate's mask, there was a difficult smile: "Besides, isn't there a bunch of deltas here?" ”

"Well, do you know who is the stupidest?"

Ethan watched Guillermo being pushed into a car in front of him by two bailiffs, and said casually: "It's people like you who pin their hopes on others." ”

"Life is yours, not someone else's."

Kate gritted her teeth and checked her gear one last time.

Sandro is even more unambiguous, he is also experienced in a hundred battles, and he knows what he should do without being reminded by Ethan.

Once Matt was in the car in front of him, the convoy began to return.

Not only Ethan, but everyone in the team raised their spirits, and everyone knew that it was impossible for the independence gang behind Guillermo to let them take people away so smoothly.

With the hum of sirens, the motorcade whizzed through the streets.

"There's a stalker on the left."

The man with glasses looked left and right, and when he crossed a small intersection, he found a car following them on the street next to him in the parallel direction, and hurriedly said nervously: "Everyone be careful, in the direction of nine o'clock." ”

Location, just to the left of Kate.

She quickly turned her head and looked nervously over there, there was a blue car with only one driver on it.

"On the right, there's someone on the right who is following."

The sound continued to come from the headset, it was the sound of a beard.

Kate turned her head again and looked in the direction of Ethan, and through the window, she could see a white car on the street next to her, driving with them.

A roar rang out, and several motorcycles sped off.

The wind puffed up the T-shirts of the people who were driving, and some people looked at the convoy and smiled brightly.

This situation made a layer of fine sweat break out on Kate's forehead.

For a while, everyone who saw them on the road felt that they had bad intentions, as if they would come out with guns and shoot at any moment.

Kate's heart beat faster, why did she suddenly face the Trafficking Independence Group.

Just as her breathing became short, her hands warmed.

"Don't be nervous."

Ethan grabbed her trembling hand and said in a deep voice: "If things are going to come, it's useless to be nervous, you need to make your brain clear at this time." ”

"Uh-huh."

Hearing this, Kate nodded hurriedly.

His hands stopped shaking, but his feet began to tremble.

This kind of physical reaction is something she can't control, and when she should be nervous, she will still be nervous.

Ethan let go, and now he can't take care of her at this time.

"Everyone, keep up."

Matt's voice came: "I have asked the border checkpoint to cooperate, and there will be a road that will speed up the release of people at that time, and we will drive directly over to minimize the time of stay." ”

"Roger."

The driver grabbed the walkie-talkie and replied.

Kate's attention was also drawn to the front, and the next moment her mouth opened quietly, and a white smoke flew from a small three-story building in front of her.

In her mind, Sandro's words just now came to her mind.

"Huh."

Now, I finally know what it means.

“RPG！！！”

The glasses man's eyes widened, and a loud roar came out of his mouth.

"Bang!"

A police pickup truck at the head was hit by a rocket, and the people in the back bucket were blown apart, the stumps were raised, and the sky was full of blood mist fluttering in the wind.

The pickup truck shook and slammed into the house on the side of the road.

"Fake."

Another puff of white smoke flew, and Saboban, who was in charge of opening the road, stepped on the brakes heavily, and with a loud bang, the rocket exploded on the ground more than ten meters in front.

"Boom~~~"

Roar, sounded in the back.

Ethan quickly turned around, only to see a truck rush out of the alley behind him, overturning the police motorcycle and a pickup truck with an indomitable momentum, and slamming them into the wall.

The walls of the house collapsed, and the federal police officer driving the motorcycle was hit and exploded in an instant.

This scene made him gasp.

The three police pickup trucks that followed behind were so frightened that they slammed on the brakes, but they couldn't avoid them and crashed into the bus one after another.

This wave of offensive has dismantled most of the combat power of the Mexican federal police.

"Don't stop."

Ethan ignored the silent request, grabbed the radio and yelled: "They don't know which car Guillermo is in, and they don't dare to hit our car directly with rockets." ”

"Fack, rush forward!"

The convoy, which had been about to stop, immediately picked up speed.

At this time, bald men flashed out of the houses on both sides, brandishing firearms and shouting Spanish.

The remaining federal police heard those words and pulled over.

They looked at the convoy in the middle and crouched down silently.

There were also people, holding on to the light machine gun on the rear bucket.

"Bang bang."

Ethan's muzzle moved rapidly, and several bullets rushed out of the flames and landed on the two federal police officers on the back bucket, instantly exploding several clouds of blood mist.

"Shet."

The man in glasses just wanted to curse, but noticed that the light machine gun in the rear bucket had been pointed at them.

On his back, a cold sweat broke out.

"Damn it."

Kate was startled by the gunshot, but at this time, there was no time to think.

As the convoy rushed forward, a storm of gunfire rang out, Ethan kept pulling the trigger, and several people who rushed out of the small building next to him were knocked down before they could fire.

Deltas, too, joined in.

People who have any abnormal behavior are instantly ushered in a burst of fire.

The windows of the entire convoy were full of gunfire, and deadly bullets flew out of it, knocking down the gunmen of the pro-independence syndicate.

"Bumper bumper."

A barrage of bullets swept through, leaving a string of bullet holes in the door.

"Bump."

The windows were also shattered.

Kate fired two shots indiscriminately, and was so crushed that she couldn't lift her head and curled up in her seat in horror.

"Don't be afraid."

The man with glasses gritted his teeth and fired, and roared: "The car is equipped with steel plates, and it can't be pierced." ”

(End of chapter)