Working as a Police Officer in Mexico

Chapter 70 I, Victor, Just Have a Bit More Firepower!

Francisco conveyed Victor's words to the drug dealers verbatim.

The scene at that time...

Everyone stood up in indignation, scolding Victor for being a scoundrel.

Everyone shouted to teach him a lesson.

But no one stood up, and they all stayed glued to their chairs.

Francisco leaned against the door, cigarette in his mouth, watching coldly, and suddenly said, "Then how about a gunfight? We should have enough people now for Victor to fire a round of artillery fire. I have to tell you, we don't have much bullet reserves."

The scene was instantly cold.

The drug dealers shut up instantly, looking at each other.

"Francisco, do you think Victor keeps his word?" A drug dealer asked with concern in his heart, "He won't wait for us to lay down our weapons and then wipe us out, right?"

Francisco was actually a little hesitant, hesitated for a moment, frowned, "He shouldn't be so lawless, right? This is a civilized society!"

It's funny for a drug dealer to say such a thing.

They usually do things that only animals can do.

When Kiki (Camarena)'s body was found, even the well-informed Mexican forensic doctor vomited all over the floor. One of the reasons why the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) was angry about this was that the death was too tragic.

Even decades later in the news media, one can feel the despair from the few words!

"If he really did such an inhumane act, I'm afraid no one in Mexico would tolerate him!" Francisco said with a frown.

In fact, they have no choice now.

Everyone has been scared out of their wits.

They can only "pray" Victor to maintain basic "morality".

Francisco threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out as if to vent, and looked at everyone, "Who has any opinions?"

The drug dealers looked at each other.

"Okay, that's it, I'll contact them."

Francisco didn't want to delay, because delaying would lead to changes. He picked up the mobile phone from the table and called Casare.

When Casare heard the drug dealers agreed, he gestured to Victor and said calmly, "Be at the dock at 8 o'clock tomorrow. The boat has been contacted. If you don't arrive, it will be considered as a last-ditch resistance!"

"Gentlemen, this is the last chance the police station gives you. Please cherish it." After that, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the empty voice on the phone, Francisco gestured to them, "You heard it too. Gentlemen, it has come to this point. We have no chance to choose. God bless us!"

"God bless~"

The drug dealers prayed one after another.

But they forgot that they should pray to Victor to allow God to speak!

The white drug dealer nicknamed Scorpion (Escorpión) sat in the car, looking at the market in front of him with cold eyes and a cigarette in his mouth.

He was unwilling to leave Guadalupe Island like this. He was different from others. He was an outsider. He finally gained a foothold here. Tell me, surrender?

There will always be people who would rather give up their lives for money, status and power.

Especially for desperate people like drug dealers, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents!

Some people have many parents, so they can just surrender.

But Scorpion is different, he only wants money!

Those cowardly idiots still want to surrender?

If you lose your territory, you will be like a rat crossing the street. At that time, you will have no money. What's the point of living?

There are not many people in the criminal group he founded who are willing to fight for him. There are only 8 people left. Only crazy people can stay with the madman.

They plan to create chaos first, make it difficult for the police station, and then take it one step at a time.

The target chosen by Scorpion is this market. He took a deep puff of cigarette. The younger brother in the car looked at him. When he was about to throw away the cigarette butt, his cautious character as a long-time drug dealer made him feel something was wrong.

Where are the people in the market?

"Retreat!" He roared, and saw a police officer holding a rocket launcher jumped out in front and fired at the van!

The driver shifted gears and backed up, and the accelerator was stepped on to the bottom, but the initial speed of the RPG-7 is about 117 meters per second. Even if the sports car can outrun the rocket launcher?

Zi~~

A thick brake line, the van turned around in a cool way, but being too cool will lead to death.

Scorpion turned his head and looked back with wide eyes, with fear in his pupils, sweat all over his body, watching the shell drill into the bottom of the car, and a huge shock wave rushed the van to nearly two meters.

When it fell, the tail was already burning with a fireball.

Two Hummers drove over and shot at the van...

Scorpion really... died miserably.

In fact, it was not that Victor could predict, but he knew what kind of dog the drug dealers were, and there would definitely be people who would do something wrong. In order to prevent the "Morelos Street" incident from happening again, Victor redistributed the functions and organization.

Kennedy Heisenberg's EDM served as the fire attack team.

The remaining EMD reserve team was divided into 140 daily patrol police officers, 15 logistics and transportation teams, and 65 rapid support teams.

The daily patrol police team is well equipped, including 15 high-end Hummers (optionally equipped with Browning M2HB 0.50-inch heavy machine guns), 1 TPz-1 armored vehicle, 1 "Storm" armored personnel carrier, and an SA.321Ja helicopter for air patrol.

Personal equipment: Ingram light submachine gun and 4 magazines, Colt M1911 pistol.

15 people in a group, one police sergeant (Policía Segundo), 14 police auxiliary personnel without police ranks, equipped with 2 RPGs, two Remington M870P shotguns, and 2 M249 machine guns. According to the US military ammunition base of 6+1, it is 210 bullets per person!

Is Victor really planning to establish himself as the king?

He has almost cleared all the points!

If Best's business negotiations with Juarez go smoothly, he will have to prepare goods for them, and the points can only be taken from drug dealers.

No matter how you look at it, Francisco and others will definitely die even if they surrender.

The reason why Scorpion was targeted is because... who the hell would stay in the van all the time?

When the car drove into the market, a patrol team member discovered the trick and took the initiative. This kind of firepower is not much different from the SWAT in Los Angeles, USA.

The daily patrol team announced to the public: "Equipo táctico de auxiliares de policía" (Tactical Team of Police Auxiliary Personnel), abbreviated as ETAP!

After the van burned for a while, the leading police sergeant ordered to put out the fire. After the open fire was extinguished, the bodies inside were burnt, and then the situation was reported to the higher-ups.

Victor was silent for a while after receiving the news from the patrol police.

"It seems that if you want a drug dealer to truly repent, you can only physically destroy him."

Casare nodded, "Dead criminals will not hurt others. I have arranged people..."

Victor nodded, turned his chair, and looked out the window. The sky that had been imprisoned by fog for a long time finally saw a glimmer of dawn.

"The sky of Guadalupe Island should be bright!"

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