Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 553 Something is fishy
When the Los Zetas organization's base in Victoria City was besieged by the military and police, Song Heping and his men sat in a villa on the outskirts of Saltillo, holding potato chips and beer, watching and commenting on the TV.

"This Lascano is quite capable. He chose to build his base in the slums. If it was in the suburbs..."

"White Bear, we are in the suburbs now."

“So I feel it’s unsafe here.”

"Why is it unsafe? The military and police won't do anything to us! I'm now working for the CIA, and the Mexican military and police know everything."

"Look, look, another armored vehicle was blown up!"

"These idiots, instead of engaging in street fighting with them, it would be better to just drag a few cannons over, mark the coordinates, and bombard the building."

"That's a slum area. If it's even slightly off, someone could die!"

"We can do an airborne landing! Land on their rooftop!"

"What's with the airborne? Do you think Los Zetas doesn't have shoulder-fired missiles? They're so cautious. They must have suffered losses before!"

Song Heping didn't say a word and just watched the live news broadcast.

This is breaking news.

There were even helicopters from news television stations flying around the airspace near the scene.

Song Heping was annoyed when he saw this kind of civilian helicopter.

The Mexican police are really bad at doing their job.

If I were the commander, I would definitely clear the air and designate a no-fly zone.

The sky was full of TV helicopters flying there, filming the situation on the ground, which was equivalent to opening the eyes of the Los Zetas organization members in the building.

If this matter had nothing to do with me, I would really call their commander and teach them how to attack.

Forty minutes into the operation, the Los Zetas members in the building and nearby areas were still fighting desperately.

From the news, Song Heping learned that the slum area was surrounded and it was impossible to get in or out.

Jiang Feng, who was standing next to him, said, "Old squad leader, this Lascano is disappointing. Look, the address of his lair must have been sold by Sanchez. He's doomed this time."

Jiang Feng was right.

Although the Los Zetas organization is resisting fiercely now, it has been surrounded after all.

To kill all the military and police and then break out would be a miracle, and the possibility is close to zero.

Isn't Lascano a former Army Special Forces soldier?
How come you don’t have any awareness at all?

Did I really overestimate this guy?
According to Song Heping's own wishes, he didn't want Lascano to die so early.

This person must die.

But not so fast.

At least we should fight the Gulf Group to the death and exhaust our energy.

As a result, his house was robbed right from the start.

What the hell is this?

"Ugh……"

He sighed.

"I didn't expect this Lascano to be so weak..."

He finished the beer in his hand, got up and got a can from the refrigerator.

The moment I opened the refrigerator, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind.

"wrong……"

He took the beer, closed the refrigerator door, and returned to the TV.

Jiang Feng lost interest and stood up to stop watching.

"There's nothing much to see. Los Zetas looks like they're done for the night."

Song Heping pulled the ring of the can, and the beer made a popping sound and bubbles came out.

Song Heping stared blankly at the hole, and after a few seconds he said in a deep voice, "Not necessarily."

Jiang Feng had already left the sofa. Upon hearing this, he turned and looked at Song Heping: "Old squad leader, we're surrounded like this, do we still have a chance? The ammunition will run out sooner or later, and we can even kill Lascano and the others by wasting time."

Song Heping said, "Do you remember what Shorty said...that drug lords here all like to dig tunnels?"

"typical?"

Everyone was stunned.

At the same time, in the Los Zetas organization's lair, Z8 came to the basement entrance and picked up the microphone of a telephone placed on the table.

"Boss, their attacking force is still 500 meters away from the building. You can leave now."

"Z8, you can lead your men to retreat now!"

"Okay, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, Lascano turned around and said to the twenty or so people following him, "You can go out now, let's go!"

The group passed through the last tunnel, slowly walked up the stairs, and finally reached the exit.

The exit was located in another simple two-story house. There was no furniture in the house. There were two huge garages on the first floor, with two vans hidden inside.

More than 20 Los Zetas members got on the bus in two groups, and then someone went to open the door.

Soon, the car drove out of the yard and left in the opposite direction.

In the car, Lascano took out a new cell phone and dialed a number.

"Noel, where are you now?"

The other party was very surprised to hear Lascano's voice: "Z3?"

"it's me."

"I'm at home. My unit didn't participate in this operation!"

His hasty statement seemed to be an attempt to distance himself from the matter.

Lascano said, "I know. Now I'm not blaming you. I want to know some information."

"What information?" Noel asked hurriedly.

"I want to know the units involved in this operation, as well as the names and family situations of everyone in their operational command."

There was a chill in every word Lascano spoke.

Noel couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine: "This..." "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. My people are fighting desperately right now. I know you can find this in the system. I'll give you fifteen minutes. If the information is not sent to my phone after fifteen minutes, you will be waiting to go to jail, and your family will not have any good ending either!"

Lascano's warning was unconditional.

Noel felt his face go numb.

He is an insider planted by Lascano in the police.

He has always known Z3's style of doing things.

It seems that he has escaped now. Although no one knows how he escaped, this is the reality.

If you dare to say no, your whole family will be punished.

"Okay, wait a minute. I'll be quick!"

"Well, I'll wait for your news. Don't play tricks, otherwise you will definitely not end well. After this is done, you will still be you, and I promise to give you a large sum of money, enough for you to live a worry-free life for the rest of your life."

"I know……"

After hanging up, Lascano dialed a few more numbers.

The entire Los Zetas organization, which was caught off guard, soon learned that its boss had escaped. Following Lascano's instructions, forces from all sides moved to new locations and began to hide.

In the slums near the Los Zetas headquarters building, gunshots suddenly became sporadic.

The intensity of the firefight suddenly dropped.

Various information is reported to the forward command through the tactical channel.

Several high-ranking Mexican military and police officers in charge of commanding the operation were all confused.

At the last moment, one of the senior commanders suddenly realized: "Immediately expand the perimeter! They must have a tunnel!"

After saying that, he rushed to the tactical radio, picked up the intercom and started calling: "Attention all attack teams, immediately attack the building as quickly as possible! I suspect there is no one inside the building! They escaped through the tunnel!"

The attacking team received the order and began to advance faster.

Just as the commander had guessed, there was no resistance along the way.

Before entering the building, a special police officer at the front of the team raised his fist and signaled the team to stop.

After carefully inspecting the gate, he reported to his superiors: "This place is full of booby traps! They've set up a ton of traps!"

"Where's the bomb disposal team?! Get in now! Quick!"

As the bomb disposal team rushed to the gate, the outer security circle of the operation began to expand.

Orders were issued from the command center, and the entire city of Victoria entered a state of emergency. Police began to appear at intersections and started checking passing vehicles.

Half an hour later, the bomb disposal team outside the gate finally dismantled a trap device mounted behind the gate.

They gently pushed open the door and the special police behind them entered the yard.

Then, they found more traps in the building...

after an hour.

The attacking team finally eliminated all the booby traps in the house.

"There's a basement entrance right here!"

Special police discovered the passage to the basement.

Several fully armed special police officers lined up in a column, with the person in front holding a shield and the three behind holding guns, slowly walking down the stairs.

Soon, they found the entrance in the basement.

Another booby trap was seen at the entrance.

"Damn it! They've got enough explosives here to blow up the whole building!"

The bomb disposal worker felt like he was about to collapse.

The backbone of Los Zetas are all former special forces members and special police. As expected, those who know you best are your own people.

They are not as difficult to deal with as the legend says.

It took the bomb disposal personnel and the assault team almost two hours just to enter the building.

The bomb disposal worker, wearing an explosion-proof suit, was already sweating profusely, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

But they have to do this kind of thing by themselves.

After working for ten minutes, they finally defused the booby trap at the entrance of the tunnel.

The device is not complicated.

"Strange……"

The bomb disposal officer was a little strange.

He originally thought that the most difficult thing to eliminate would be the device at the entrance of the tunnel, after all, this was the last escape route.

In order to prevent others from entering, this should be the most difficult place to eliminate.

With doubts, he gently pushed open the entrance door.

After a brief wait, the shield-bearing attack team entered again.

When the bomb disposal engineer was puzzled outside the entrance, he finally got the answer from the exclamation of the special police team inside.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! There's a timed detonator inside, and we have thirty seconds left!"

Various sounds of retreat spread throughout the tactical channel.

All the special police who entered the building began to flee as quickly as possible.

The SWAT officers who were already standing in the yard and the people on the first floor were still fine, but the SWAT officers who had already run to the fifth and other floors to search were not so lucky.

In the command center, several operation commanders ran out of the command vehicle and looked towards the Los Zetas headquarters building, their eyes full of surprise.

boom--

boom--

A huge explosion came from underground.

The five-story building began to slowly collapse.

I have to say that the entire building collapsed in a very orderly manner, and it was obvious that it was the technical work of directional blasting by experts.

As everyone watched, the five-story building disappeared from sight in less than thirty seconds. It was gone...

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)