The anti-American vanguard starts in Mexico!

Qi Yun was experienced in dealing with such unruly individuals.

Once, his assault team was assigned a sniper, the kind who was all smiles, but he still managed to subdue him with just a few words.

After a passionate (brainwashing) speech, he didn't give the two of them time to react before picking up a cigarette from the box on the table and lighting one.

"Of course, you will enjoy not only glory and admiration, but also generous rewards from me."

"Everyone gets a base salary of one thousand US dollars per week, which is also the smallest part of your income. The real bulk comes from commissions, or action bonuses."

Qi Yun exhaled a puff of smoke and continued, "Our goal is to crack down on all gangs, you know, those guys are all very rich."

"From every operation, aside from contraband, you two will each receive 10% of the valuables seized!"

"Furthermore, I will help you obtain official police officer status in the future. All our actions will be legal, and we will be loved by the public and protected by the law!"

"Finally, and most importantly! I have special channels to procure the most advanced weaponry: M16 rifles, M320 grenade launchers, even main battle tanks! You'll definitely have a blast!"

"In short, work with me, and you'll not only make a fortune, but you'll also experience an unprecedented level of exhilaration!"

"Will you choose a life of mediocrity, or join me in saving this country? Now, tell me your choice!"

The room was deathly silent.

The bull's heavy breathing was clearly audible.

Razor was clearly no longer as calm as before.

After a long silence, the two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously rose and saluted: "Boss, we are at your service!"

Two new team members have been successfully recruited, bringing the team's current strength to 3/5.

Qi Yun smiled with satisfaction; at least he wasn't a lone commander anymore.

Neither of them has a crime score of more than 50. They haven't done anything heinous, and at least their character is fine.

As for the others, we can observe them further over time.

He opened the drawer and threw two stacks of US dollars on the table: "Take a month's salary first, and use the rest to buy a car. You have half a day to prepare. Come back before dark to carry out the first mission."

Seeing how generous Qi Yun was, the two men felt even more confident and replied in unison, "Yes, sir!"

...

At 6 p.m., the two Bulls returned as scheduled, bringing back an important message.

"There are two cars parked on the side of the road. They were there when we came this morning. I just observed them from a distance, and there's an 80% chance that the people in the cars are gang members."

"Given your current situation, Boss, we have reason to suspect that this is aimed at you."

Razor calmly analyzes that this is the difference between a weekly wage of one thousand US dollars and one thousand pesos.

Qi Yun went to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked down.

There were indeed two black cars parked on the roadside near the hotel entrance, which he had noticed before.

However, from the perspective of the upstairs, only the roof of the car could be seen, and the situation inside the car could not be determined. Now that Razor said this, he also felt that it was most likely aimed at him.

Last night's close-quarters gunfight in the alleyway was perhaps something the other side happened to run into while looking for him at his residence.

But now I've definitely found my exact location.

Only one day has passed since the incident at the warehouse.

The other party was not only able to verify my identity in such a short time, but also figure out where I was... Their efficiency is truly remarkable.

However, the fact that the other party only dared to lie in ambush below and did not break into the hotel to make a move also indirectly proves that Qi Yun's choice of a high-end hotel was correct.

Those drug dealers dare to attack the police station, but they don't dare to cause trouble here; because they can't afford to mess with the bosses behind these industries.

"Hmm, they're probably after me. They're either from the Vander's gang or the Cripple's gang."

"Get ready, let's deal with them!"

Bull spoke in a deep voice: "Boss, we only have pistols with us. If we want to take care of them, we'd better go get some other weapons first."

"No need for that." Qi Yun shook his head, walked to the wardrobe, and opened the door. "Will you be able to use the AK47?"

"Of course!" Bull's eyes lit up. He took two steps forward, picked up a brand new AK, and skillfully pulled the bolt to check the bolt.

This thing is a classic in the rifle world. It's rugged and durable. Although its accuracy can't compare to rifles like the M4 or HK416, its main selling point is its cost-effectiveness.

Not only are they cheap, but they are also readily available on the black market, and bullets are easy to obtain.

In a chaotic place like Mexico, it's an essential item for home travel, murder, and robbery.

Qi Yun not only prepared AKs for the two of them, but also several magazines and grenades; plus the MP5 he exchanged, all 940 points he earned yesterday were spent.

However, Qi Yun was not distressed; there's a saying, "using war to sustain war."

The purpose of points is to replenish firepower. To eliminate these drug dealers, you need to have even more firepower than them!

After distributing their weapons, Qi Yun explained the operation plan: "They won't dare to make a move at the hotel entrance, and we need to avoid trouble too; so, you two go ahead first..."

...

Twenty minutes later, Qi Yun walked out of the hotel carrying a black plastic bag.

He casually walked to the roadside, used his car key to unlock a BMW 3 Series, and got into the driver's seat.

The Bulls got this car this afternoon. Although it's four or five years old, it's in pretty good condition.

As the car slowly started moving, looking through the rearview mirror, I could see that the two black sedans had indeed followed silently.

Qi Yun curled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and drove along the predetermined route.

When the car arrived at the traffic light intersection, it turned right directly off the main road and onto a relatively quiet side road.

The road is lined with low-rise storefronts and houses, and there is relatively little traffic.

The two black sedans behind did not hesitate at all and immediately followed, and they obviously began to accelerate, trying to close the distance.

Qi Yun remained calm and composed. When he caught sight of the bear-like figure by the roadside, he slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a sudden stop.

He grabbed a gun, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.

The movements were smooth and fluid.

"Creak—!"

In that short time, the two cars behind also arrived and braked suddenly.

Just as the people inside the car were about to open the door and get out, gunshots rang out simultaneously from three directions.

"Da da da—!"

Ahead was Qi Yun, holding an MP5. He stood to the side of the BMW's rear, and a burst of bullets shattered the windshield of the car opposite, sending a cloud of blood mist flying from the front seat.

On the left and right sides were Bull and Razor, who didn't use any cover at all. They were firing their AKs as they strode toward the two cars.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

With three guns firing simultaneously, the drug dealers inside the car had no time to react; they didn't even have time to fully open the car door before being pierced by bullets.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.