The anti-American vanguard starts in Mexico!

Upon hearing that six cars were approaching, Qi Yun sat up abruptly from the bed.

How much further?

Razor replied, "I expect to be there in three minutes at most! I'll be there soon!"

Qi Yun hung up the phone, opened the wardrobe, grabbed the MP5 player inside, and rushed out.

He didn't need to wear a bulletproof vest, because he never took it off; he even wore it to sleep.

They bumped into Martinelli in the hallway.

"Sheriff..."

"Get everyone up! Get your guns!" Qi Yun gave him no chance to speak, issuing the order without turning his head.

Martinelli paused for a moment, clearly sensing Qi Yun's urgency, and immediately turned and ran to call for help.

Qi Yun rushed into the courtyard and shouted at the gate, "Bull! Enemy attack!"

The bull was on guard duty at the post with a rookie when he heard the shout and ran back without saying a word.

After Qi Yun finished shouting, he had already darted to the door of the storage room.

Insert the key and push it open.

The M249 was crouching in the corner, with ammunition boxes piled up next to it.

"Boss, what's going on!?" Bull had already arrived.

When my gaze swept over that M249, I was completely stunned.

"Razor reports back that someone is attacking the checkpoint." Without time for further explanation, Qi Yun immediately began making arrangements. "This guy's yours! Find a location and set up firing positions right now!"

Footsteps came from inside the building.

Martinelli, Laura, and the others ran out, each with a pale face, clutching their newly issued pistols.

They all heard Qi Yun's shout just now.

"Martinelli! Take some men and drive those two patrol cars out to block the way in! And send someone else to move the ammunition!"

"Lola, go and turn off all the lights by the door..." Qi Yun calmly gave the order.

Without another word, Bull grabbed the M249 and ran toward the gate to find a suitable firing position.

The machine gun weighs seven and a half kilograms, plus a 100-round ammunition belt, totaling about ten kilograms, but it feels as light as a feather in his hands.

Although the others were panicked, they all immediately acted according to Qi Yun's instructions.

Razor returned at that moment and reported to Qi Yun: "They're right behind us! They'll be there soon!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the roar of engines could be heard in the distance.

click-

Qi Yun, expressionless, pulled back the bolt: "If they come, fucking shred them all!"

Without that machine gun, dealing with more than twenty people would have been quite difficult. After all, frontal combat is not the same as a sneak attack, and it is difficult to quickly reduce the enemy's numbers in a short period of time.

On the contrary, the opposing side can easily suppress the enemy with firepower by relying on its numerical advantage.

But it's different now.

Bull had already set up the M249 at the gap in the courtyard wall, aiming the muzzle at the passageway. Once this powerful weapon started firing, it would be like harvesting wheat, with swathes of wheat falling down.

The checkpoint compound where they are currently located is on the right side of the road. If you turn right from the main road, there is a straight passage about 30 meters long that leads directly to the compound gate.

The road is flanked by uneven, bumpy fields, making it impassable for most vehicles.

This terrain reduces the defensive pressure to some extent.

However, these local gangs probably didn't even think they would need any tactics to attack a checkpoint.

Martinelli and his team had already followed Qi Yun's instructions and blocked the entrance with their cars. The two cars served as the first line of defense to prevent the other side from driving straight in.

"You guys don't need to fight head-on! Retreat and find cover!" Qi Yun shouted to the new recruits, while he and Razor crouched down and pressed themselves against the two corners of the courtyard wall.

With one on the left and one on the right, and the bull in the middle, the three firing angles can perfectly cross and block the entire front.

The newlyweds all hid inside the courtyard. They had never experienced anything like this before and were at a loss for what to do.

But at least they found cover, crouched down behind it, and shakily gripped their pistols.

The sound of engines grew closer, and the convoy came into view.

The first car turned into the passage.

That was an extravagantly modified pickup truck.

Two men stood in the back of the truck, holding guns.

The second one.

The third one...

There were six cars in total, blocking the passage which was less than five meters wide, their headlights illuminating the surroundings.

The lead pickup truck was forced to stop because of the two patrol cars blocking the road.

The driver stuck his head out to observe, cursed a few times, and then slammed on the gas pedal, the engine roaring as if he wanted to ram the two cars apart.

But the two patrol cars were parked side by side in the middle of the passage. The pickup truck lurched forward twice, its tires spinning, and only managed to push the two cars forward less than half a meter.

Seeing that they couldn't get through, someone got out of the SUV behind them.

The man was shirtless, with a wolf tattooed on his chest; he was none other than Antonio, the leader of the Crippled Gang.

He turned around and shouted, and then more than twenty people got out of the other cars, all carrying weapons: AKs, shotguns, and pistols.

Qi Yun didn't recognize what Antonio looked like, and because the car's headlights were shining from the front, creating a backlight effect, he couldn't see him very clearly.

Razor, who had been tracking them, didn't recognize Antonio either, so they were unaware that the people coming were from the Crippled Gang.

However, someone recognized the other person.

That was Hector, who had never appeared.

Qi Yun assumed that this guy had already gone home from get off work and didn't pay much attention to him.

"Sheriff, it's the Crippled Gang!" Hector said nervously as he leaned closer.

"Are you sure?" Qi Yun turned around and looked at him in surprise.

"It...it should be right. I've seen those two cars before; they belong to the Lame Gang!" Hector said, trembling slightly.

When he saw that Qi Yun was still there when he was about to leave work, he didn't dare to leave.

Hector only prepared to slip away after learning from Laura that they would all be staying at the checkpoint.

Before I even went downstairs, I suddenly had a stomachache, so I went to the toilet.

Who knew that as soon as I pulled up my pants and came out, I would see this scene in front of me.

He was now too afraid to go out, yet also afraid of being shot if he stayed in the yard; he was in a terrible panic.

The crippled gang...

Qi Yun squinted his eyes, and suddenly an idea came to him.

He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed the number of Malcolm, the "Bishop" of the Black Panther Gang.

The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.

"The Lame Gang is attacking my checkpoint, about thirty of them by now. This is a good opportunity!"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, as if trying to decipher Qi Yun's intention: "You mean...?"

"That's right! Now take your men and attack the Crippled Gang's territory!" Qi Yun said clearly, his voice deep. "They're short-handed right now, and they might be without a commander. Your surprise attack will definitely cripple them!"

Malcolm was a decisive man; after only a moment's thought, he made his decision: "Alright! I'll gather men immediately! How long can you hold out?"

"How long can we hold out?" Qi Yun chuckled. "You don't need to worry about me, just focus on attacking."

"good!"

After hanging up the phone, Qi Yun put his phone away and turned to look at Hector behind him.

"You've done a good job this time, go inside."

"Yes...yes, Sheriff."

Hector didn't seem particularly happy. He didn't care about making any contributions at the moment; all he wanted was to survive.