Chapter 83: Shooting, Why Are You Joining in the Fun!

"Boss, what you said is so good!"

Seeing Victor step down, Casare enthusiastically ran up to him to get his manuscript and handed him the mineral water.

Victor took a sip of water, "It's a pity that Ramon's body was not brought back. If it were hung on Guadalupe Island, it would definitely be a blow to the drug cartel!"

The 200 or so people in the police station are simply not enough.

Your Guadalupe Island has a population of tens of thousands. If you encounter minor disturbances, you should call the police. Although there is overtime pay, people can't stand it.

The most important thing is that Uncle Victor feels very insecure with just a few people.

If there are thousands of people under his command, it will be easy... hard.

It's not like he doesn't have money on hand.

The drug dealers "funded" a lot of money, and there was a lot of cash.

The money has to be spent, otherwise would it be possible to have a baby if I kept it?

While the two were chatting, a police officer trotted over, looking anxious, "Boss, it's urgent."

Victor raised his eyebrows to indicate for him to continue.

"After listening to your speech, college students from the University of Setis in Mexico beat a drug dealer to death. They hope that we can send people to protect them on the island."

"how many people?"

"Approximately close to 150 people!"

Victor's eyes lit up. These were top students. College students in the 1980s were considered highly educated intellectuals no matter where they were. If they came to Guadalupe Island, they would be able to "establish" many things.

Including public schools, city halls and other places that need people.

"Get me the police station."

Casare nodded quickly, took out the phone he carried with him, and dialed the police station. After two rings, someone picked up the phone and handed it to the boss.

"I am Victor, I order the EDM team to go to Ensenada City..."

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Dududu~

Urgent whistles sounded inside the police station.

In about a minute, all EDM members were seen coming down in full gear. Kennedy was not there, and the person in charge was a police sergeant.

"Guys! Director Victor ordered to rescue the college students trapped in Sethis University and protect them to the dock. They need to be protected at any time, in any place, and under any conditions!"

"Please remember our motto: Unity, Courage, Honor - Always Loyal!!"

"Code name for this operation: Dagger!"

"Set off!"

More than 70 EDM members boarded the prepared helicopter, while many colleagues watched eagerly from every window of the police station.

I don’t know who said: “Pues en la onda! (So cool!)”

What man can refuse such an outfit?

Under the night sky, the wild waves on the seaside are boiling, and the setting sun is making its final death struggle, hoping that there will be some more sunshine in the sky.

A group of warriors board a helicopter and head towards an unknown mission.

This kind of distinctive heroism is very "aspirational".

Other people in the police station are also not available. They need to coordinate ships to leave the port.

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Jose Sanchez Chavez and his classmates fled in panic.

He was the student who stood at the dinner table and called for rebellion.

They're in trouble!

The man who was killed was the son of a small leader of the Tijuana drug cartel.

Those drug dealers drove directly into the school, even if there were teachers blocking them, it was no use, they just shot each other to death!

It was a female teacher.

Jose Sanchez Chavez ran away with his classmates, but there were too many people and they eventually got separated. Many of them were caught up by drug dealers and shot directly.

"Run...I can't run anymore!"

"Me too, I can't run anymore."

"Chavez, take... take your classmates and run away."

The students with weaker systems fell directly to the ground, gasping for air.

"Get up! Get up!" Chavez dragged them and looked at the drug dealers getting closer and closer. Then he gritted his teeth, picked up a stick on the roadside, and stood in front of the students, "Don't worry, I will Die before you!"

A true warrior always cherishes the lives of others.

Chavez squeezed the stick tightly and shouted, "Hijos de puta! Come, come to kill me!!! (You bastards! Come, come and kill me!)"

At this moment, he is the bravest warrior in Mexico.

Young people are sacrificing their lives for this country at any time.

And those monsters and monsters in the official residences are making deals with drug traffickers under the bright lights. They are betraying Mexico. They laugh unscrupulously, they dress in gorgeous clothes, and they compete for beauty.

Adults behave impulsively, but patriotism should also be impulsive!

The drug dealers raised their guns and fired at Chavez.

jump jump jump…

The bullet shot directly through his body and blood spurted out.

The dress that my mother had sewn with her own hands was also full of bullet holes. It was cheap, worth only a few pesos in total, but it was also very valuable. It was the last dress that my mother had left.

Mother…

Killed by a drug dealer.

boom…

Chavez's body fell, as if the land of Mexico had sunk. He raised his head, his eyelids were heavy, and he seemed to see the horizon. He was very young at that time, and his father, mother, and brother were still there.

The whole family is very happy.

so tired…

I will never come to Mexico again in my next life.

There is no room for family affection, love, and friendship here. They like hypocrisy and filth.

When Chavez closed his eyes, he seemed to see a helicopter flying over at low altitude in the distance. He heard his classmates kneeling next to him, crying and shaking his body.

"Mr. Victor...is really here!"

His vision went dark and he was dead.

The drug dealers who saw the helicopter had already seen something bad and wanted to run away. The Mi-8 directly fired an AT-2 anti-tank missile at the group of drug dealers coming below!

A small string of mushroom clouds rose up, steaming up the drug dealer.

A group of EDM members slid off the helicopter. They looked around cautiously and motioned for the students to get on the plane.

"Take Chavez, take him!" the classmate cried, pulling on the clothes of the EDM police officer. "He protected us."

The police officer looked at the commander on the helicopter, who looked at his watch and said, "Put it on! Hurry!"

They had no choice but to move Chavez's body onto the helicopter. After it was full of people, they left directly. The EDM team followed the plan and found a vehicle to infiltrate and look for other separated students.

Another SA.321Ja found another pair of about 40 students in the northwest corner of the city. They arrived in time and fought with drug dealers on the street.

Hearing the gunfire, a window above the street opened, and a head popped out. SB looked at it curiously?

Sure enough, in the next second, a stray bullet from the drug dealer came directly and hit him, and his body fell back.

Are you so curious about this place in Mexico?

You thought it was setting off firecrackers?

This is really asking for death.

"Evacuate! Helicopter fire cover!"

Seeing that there were more and more drug dealers, the ground commander held down the headset to issue orders. At this time, they could only walk on the ground and had no time to board the plane.

The cannon under the SA.321Ja "Big Nostril" fires directly.

The drug dealers who were beaten were busy looking for cover.

Who would do this, and even have helicopter fire cover?

"Gorila (gorilla) blow them up!" the ground commander pointed at a team member and ordered, carrying an RPG on his back.

The other party nodded when he heard this, and with the help of the deputy shooter, he unloaded the rocket launcher, and the two quickly reloaded it!

After seeing the students and team members walking away, he knelt down and fired an RPG directly at the corner where the drug dealer was hiding!

Phew~~

The tail fin slipped through the air and flew towards the target.

A drug dealer just stuck his head out to take a look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

His pupils shrank, and rockets were reflected in his eyes.

He didn't even have time to shout, jump~

The four or five drug dealers who were with him were blown up to the sky.

A severed leg flew directly to the second floor and hung in someone's window.

"Unknown" special forces infiltrated into the city and were fighting with the Tijuana drug cartel. The news spread throughout the entire city of Ensenada in an instant. Without mobilization, the drug traffickers slowly gathered with their own weapons. .

The number of people instantly exceeded a thousand.

There are also many people holding machine guns and firing at helicopters in the sky. This cannot be done at low altitude, otherwise they will definitely be blown up!

The main fear is that the pilot will be shot.

The police station in Ensenada was closed.

That’s right, get off work where you are!

Thousands of people chased them to the dock, intending to trap them to death.

At this time, a German TNC 45-class universal fast patrol ship was approaching quickly!

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