Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 552 The war begins!

Barrett was distressed.

He stayed by Song Heping's side to monitor him.

From the very beginning when Kelly tried to cooperate with Song Heping, she had already planned to place a secret agent next to Song Heping.

You can cooperate with an outsider who is not within your system, but you must always be on guard.

For the CIA, it is okay to have someone act as a black glove, but it must be a black glove that they can control.

And the black gloves that can distance themselves from the matter and put all the blame on him at the critical moment.

But Barrett suddenly found that he couldn't understand Song Heping at all.

This person's style of doing things is often unexpected.

Just like dealing with the four major families this time.

According to the CIA's deduction, Song Heping will join forces with the dwarf to fight the four major families to the death. No matter which side fails, it will not be bad for the CIA.

Because after the brutal fight, both sides will definitely be weakened.

What Kelly wants is for all the Mexican cartels to be caught in a long and brutal war.

When they are exhausted, it will be the best time for the CIA to re-intervene.

Unexpectedly, Song Heping did not choose to go to war head-on, but instead played a counter-espionage tactic.

This is almost an unsolvable conspiracy.

Internal strife finally broke out within the Gulf Group.

Sanchez and Spence finally took action against Lascano.

That very night, in the Mexican state of Tamaulipas, where the Gulf Group is headquartered, more than 7 military and police officers were dispatched to raid seven drug and weapons warehouses.

Without exception, these drug and weapons warehouses were controlled by the Los Zetas organization. Overnight, the Los Zetas organization suffered heavy losses.

"Boss, something happened!"

Just as Lascano was watching with a dark face the military and police personnel on TV destroying the drug warehouses and arsenals he had set up in various places, one of his men rushed in.

"There are cops around us!"

"I understand." Lascano remained calm, his expression terribly gloomy. "That pig Sanchez is about to attack us! Notify the brothers and execute the retreat plan!"

"Good boss!"

The men turned and left.

Lascano quickly walked into his dormitory, opened a closet door, and then turned the secret door inside.

The wooden wardrobe was pulled open, revealing a weapons cabinet hidden behind it.

There are all kinds of individual equipment inside.

Lascano put on the tactical vest as quickly as possible and inserted the bulletproof plate. The ammunition on it had already been placed, so he just had to put it on.

Pistols, assault rifles, night vision goggles, gas masks...

This time he dared not forget his gas mask.

Grenades, stun grenades, smoke bombs...

Hang them all up.

After getting his equipment, he turned and left the room, setting up a booby trap before leaving.

Finally, he looked around.

I've lived here for more than two years and I still have some feelings for it.

Then he turned and went downstairs, straight to the first floor lobby.

The core members were all waiting in the hall. In the large courtyard outside the door, the minions piled sandbags and set up machine guns beside the wall, as if they were determined to defend to the end.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready."

"You all should know what to do, so I won't say any more."

Lascano glanced at everyone present.

Those who can stay here are all his trusted confidants.

And they are all backbones with codes starting with Z.

Qing Yishui is a former special forces soldier.

"Z8, sound the alarm and stop them."

"Z9, activate the self-destruct mechanism. If that doesn't work, give them a big gift."

"Yes!"

No one hesitated.

These guys are all former special forces, SWAT guys.

Their obedience and execution are much higher than those of ordinary gang members, and they are all desperate criminals. When they take off their military and police uniforms and join the Los Zetas organization, they will commit a murder according to the organization's requirements, usually assassinating government officials or police officers.

This is a necessary procedure and also a token of allegiance.

So, these people have no way out at all.

It was either prosperity or death. After giving the order, Lascano said to the others, "We can't linger here. The police have been spotted outside. We must retreat immediately. The lives of our brothers here depend on whether our team can complete the mission as planned. Let's go!"

He waved his hand, turned around and led the team towards the basement.

There were dozens of Los Zetas members scattered throughout the building.

They were left behind by Z8 and Z9 to take charge of the combat.

The remaining twenty or so members of the Los Zetas organization entered the basement, opened the secret passage that had been prepared long ago, and walked in without hesitation.

This secret passage was built after we moved in here. Even the people from the Gulf Group don't know about it. It's a core secret.

It cleverly ran through a corner of the slum from east to west, but no one knew whether the exit had escaped the encirclement of military and police personnel.

Therefore, evacuation also requires timing.

Just as Lascano and more than 20 of his men were running in the tunnel, on a street near the Los Zetas organization headquarters building, a military and police armored personnel carrier was leading the way, followed by a special police squad, and was slowly advancing along the street.

The poor people living in Mexico's slums are no strangers to such scenes of military and police exchanges of fire.

Everyone closed the windows and doors, hid in their homes, and waited for the firefight to be over.

At the same time, on the three streets in three directions leading to the headquarters building of Los Zetas, three special police teams with the same configuration were slowly advancing along the streets.

After entering the block, the leader of Group A's special police contacted the operations command center in the armored vehicle.

"Team A enters the block."

"Group B has entered."

"Team C is progressing smoothly and has entered the neighborhood without encountering any attacks."

"Forward Command received, immediately cut off the power supply and continue searching forward."

Snapped--

The few street lights on the road suddenly flickered and then went out collectively.

At this time, the entire block was like a huge tomb. The special police officers involved in the operation pulled the night vision goggles off their helmets and entered night vision mode.

The armored vehicle continued to move forward slowly, like a cautious old cow.

When Group A was about 800 meters away from the Los Zetas headquarters building, a special police officer suddenly shouted—

"Second floor on the right!"

Then, he raised his gun and shot.

blah blah-

The first shot finally fired.

At the same time, a member of Los Zetas suddenly appeared from the building on the left, carrying an RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger at the leading armored vehicle.

whoosh-

A rocket lit up the darkness.

The distance of less than 50 meters was reached in a flash.

"RPG!"

The captain of Group A issued a warning on the channel and led his men to retreat to the wall of the house on the street.

boom--

The rocket hit the armored vehicle directly, and fire suddenly burst out from the gap.

"Group A encounters the enemy!"

Then, the special police immediately used the surrounding buildings as cover and fired at the building.

“Backup!”

Tactical terms were heard on the channel. Each group was attacked and requested immediate reinforcements.

This kind of vanguard group is actually cannon fodder.

It is used to detect enemies lying in ambush around.

Once the enemy is discovered, the subsequent large force will respond immediately.

Sure enough, a UH-60M general-purpose helicopter soon appeared in the night sky. The machine gunner next to the cabin operated the M60 general-purpose machine gun and began to fire crazily at the members of the Los Zetas organization on the roof.

In the sky, tracer bullets streaked across the sky, leaving behind silky trails.

A Los Zetas member on the rooftop was unable to dodge and was hit by dense 7.62 caliber bullets, with blood and flesh splattering. His body was thrown directly from the stairs and plopped down not far from the ground attack team members.

The SWAT support force on the ground began to advance.

There was an exchange of fire up ahead, and they could see the enemy's firing points.

The armored vehicles that came to reinforce did not dare to get too close this time, and began to use the heavy machine guns on the roof to carry out covering fire from a distance.

For a moment, the sound of gunfire was deafening everywhere.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)