pjbooks Chapter 105 A Gathering of Heroes
Chapter 105 A Gathering of Heroes
Chapter 105 A Gathering of Heroes
Samuel Coleman, deputy chief of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Mexicali Police Department, frowned as he looked at the scene before him. He could tell that the bodies lying there were core members of the Mexicali gang, and he never expected that they would be wiped out in one fell swoop today.
When he noticed that there weren't many people at the gang's hideout, a bold idea popped into his head.
Should we take this opportunity to wipe them out completely? The Cali gang doesn't have many members left.
He was the mayor's man, and the mayor had long wanted to reclaim power from the city from the gangsters and drug dealers; today might not be a bad opportunity.
Acting on his idea, Samuel Coleman immediately called the mayor for advice, and once he received permission, he decisively directed the operation.
"Go in and search. I want to find the guy who dared to commit violence in the street."
The police officers didn't hesitate when they were in charge. They were afraid of the gang when they were powerful, but now that there are few of them left, what are they afraid of?
"You can't come in, this is private property."
"Back off, or I'll shoot."
The remaining gang members, facing the guns, didn't even try to stop them, let alone climb over the wall to escape. Did they even know what was inside the house?
Ten minutes later, dozens of young women who had been abused were rescued. Each of them was under the control of drugs, and some of them had even been with too many clients and were acting like slackers.
This scene was captured by reporters who arrived at the scene, including not only local Mexican reporters but also American reporters.
"Minister Coleman, are the police about to take action against the gang?"
"That's not true. Our police responded to a report and found the victims being held captive during the search. The police will repatriate all the victims."
Samuel Cole didn't want to seriously offend the drug cartel, since in Mexico, the drug traffickers' weapons were even better than the army's.
Tijuana, the largest city in Lower California with a population of 200 million.
In a villa area, a glass shattered on a television set, and the suppressed roar of Joseph Rodriguez, the leader of the Red Desert Alliance, echoed.
"Damn it, who did this? Where is my son? Where is my son?"
Joseph Rodriguez looked at his strategist, Gabi Brown, a senior member of the alliance.
"Was it done by the police?"
"It shouldn't have been the police, but the police in Mexicali certainly took advantage of the situation by letting go of property belonging to the Red Desert Alliance."
Joseph slammed his fist on the table.
"I'll settle accounts with the police later. First, I'll give that arrogant mayor a warning. I'm going to find the forces that dared to kidnap my son and chop off their heads to make a pyramid."
Gabby Brown's phone rang, and a new message made his eyes flicker.
"The car belonging to the drug addict who was killed has been found. A woman drove it to America. Her name is Yvette El, and she lives in Lano with a foster father."
"Send men over and bring them back; kill them if they resist."
"I see."
Just then, a henchman knocked on the door and came in.
"Boss, Colin Buchanan has arrived."
"Let him in."
The drug dealer who had escaped from the Cleveland National Forest walked in, looking refreshed and energetic, having just sold $900 million worth of goods for his ally.
"Hey bro, who made you angry?"
"It's you, you bastard. Don't wander around during this time. I received information that your recent appearances have already attracted the attention of the FBI."
Be aware that you know how much the FBI hates you, and someone may already be watching you, ready to strike.
Colin Buchanan sat in a chair with his legs crossed.
"I'm not afraid. Tijuana is my brother's territory. If the FBI dares to mess around, they're asking for death. As for Ethan Lee, I've already taken care of things. That guy agreed to transfer this troublemaker away from Lano and send a cooperating police inspector there, but the money is doubled to $100 million."
Joseph Rodriguez's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He hated guys who tried to raise prices on the spot. In the past, he would have put this guy in a cement bucket and thrown him into the sea. However, Lee Ethan's luck and strength had indeed exceeded his expectations, so he had to suffer a loss.
"Give him the money, I don't want to see Ethan Lee on the smuggling route."
"Understood. This guy will be guarding the reservoir soon. A mere policeman thinks he can mess with us?"
Lee Ethan, whom Cerf Rodriguez longed for, was interrogating his son in an abandoned house in the desert, with two wounded gangsters around him. As for the other half-dead guys, they had long been left to die in the desert.
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The pain of the toothpick piercing his fingernail made Bruce Rodriguez scream. This handsome middle-aged man had a tough-guy image.
"Pah, don't expect me to reveal any information."
Lee Ethan avoided his saliva, took out a cell phone, and dialed a number. The voice that came through made Bruce Rodriguez's expression change drastically.
"It's so dark here. Where are you, Dad, Mom, and Grandpa? I'm afraid of the dark."
"Youdi?"
Bruce Rodriguez struggled violently, staring at the masked Lee Ethan with a look of utter malice.
"If you want to do something, come at me. Don't hurt a child."
"Heh, you're hilarious. Doesn't your Cali gang kill a lot of kids? I heard you really like making candied apples?"
Bruce continued to stare intently at the person in front of him.
"If you dare hurt him, I'll haunt you even as a ghost."
"I don't know if you can become a ghost, but your family can be reunited."
Ethan Lee dialed another number, and Bruce heard heartbreaking words coming from the other end.
"Don't hurt my children, they are innocent."
"dad."
"Daddy."
At this moment, Bruce Rodriguez felt despair. Had his family really fallen into the hands of the other side?
Lee Ethan patted Bruce's cheek; at that moment, the drug dealer looked like a pathetic wretch.
"I swear to you, I will release them as long as you tell me the information. I'm not like you trash who would kill the elderly, women, and children unless necessary. Tell me, or your good husband and father will be ruined. Anyway, your father has more than ten sons, and your family is your only family."
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"To be honest, I have your father figured out. Even Jesus couldn't save him. If you speak up now, you might save your whole family."
Bruce finally lowered his head, unable to calm down from those heart-wrenching screams.
"I said."
"Thank you for your cooperation."
Li Yisen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have the ability to kidnap the other party's family. He just used a voice imitation app to imitate their voices. Who told this guy to keep posting happy moments of his family online? His tone and habits had been studied so closely that even the parties involved couldn't find any flaws.
As the sun rises, the dismantling of a gang's hideout is no big deal in Watermelon, Mexico; but a storm is brewing in the border city of Tijuana.
The room was filled with computers, and a dozen people were busy inside. The man in the lead was Hobbs Johnson, who had met Lee Ethan once before, and his FBI special operations team.
They were determined to arrest Colin Buchanan because this high-ranking DEA official's betrayal had caused the FBI and even the DEA to lose a large number of elite police officers, so the FBI hated this guy.
A policewoman shouted excitedly.
"Boss, we've found the target location."
Hobbs Johnson leaned closer to take a look and frowned when he realized it was on the southeastern edge; this location was a bit troublesome.
Has the Mexican Federal Police's Tijuana narcotics division responded yet?
The police in Mexico are similar to those in America, divided into federal and state police, with the federal police under the jurisdiction of the Civil Defense and Security Department.
"not yet."
"Urge them to give a reply."
Police corruption in Guazhou, Mexico, was so high that the only department the special operations team could barely trust was the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration, which had little connection with local drug traffickers.
The Tijuana Drug Enforcement Administration has its own assault team and even border patrol support, making it the most favored support for the special operations group.
A dozen minutes later, the Narcotics Control Department finally gave a reply.
"They agreed."
"Very good. The satellite will scan the villa again, marking sentry posts and patrol routes. We will request thermal imaging data from the CIA to analyze the terrain and determine the optimal course of action."
A few hours later, as the deep winter rains once again blanketed the west coast of North America, a large logistics truck drove into the street where Colin Buchanan lived.
Inside the car, Hobbs Johnson was giving instructions via walkie-talkie.
"A rooftop sniper team?"
"The sniper team is in position."
Two snipers climbed to the top of the water tower and set up Barrett M107 rifles, aiming their guns at the two machine gun ports of the villa. As soon as the operation began, they would eliminate the firing positions.
"How's the underground demolition team?"
"We are in position."
Having the architectural blueprints, the four assault team members reached the entrance to the villa's basement through the sewers, and would begin cutting the fence using thermite.
The third group is the main attacking group, commanded by Hobbs Johnson, consisting of seven men who will storm in through the main gate.
"Let's begin."
The next second, a miniature drone took off from the hidden compartment on the roof of the truck to serve as a broad-spectrum signal relay (signal enhancement). A small, portable EMP (electromagnetic pulse) device was launched towards the villa to interfere with the communications inside as much as possible.
"GOGOGO"
"Bang bang"
Two machine gunners and a sentry were killed by snipers. The main assault team of seven blew open the gate and rushed in, starting to pick off gang members in the garden and corridor.
At the same time, the demolition team poured out of the basement, blocking Colin Buchanan's escape route, and the two sides began to exchange fire.
"Bang bang bang bang"
The special operations team members were as skilled as special forces, and their operations were outstanding even by world standards. Therefore, Colin Buchanan could not put up any resistance and could only kneel down and be handcuffed after his bodyguard was killed. The whole process took less than 10 minutes.
Upon hearing that the target had been apprehended, Hobbs Johnson immediately ordered a retreat.
"Retreat outside the city and take a helicopter back to China."
The truck started and headed out of the city. Three military Humvees carrying the others joined them. They were only 5 kilometers from leaving the city and 10 kilometers from their evacuation position.
At the Red Desert Alliance headquarters, Cerf Rodriguez received a call from his subordinate.
"They've been arrested by the FBI. As expected of America's elite, they're faster than we thought. Continue with the plan and don't let them get away."
"Yes."
Cerf Rodriguez looked at his computer screen, which was showing two live feeds. One was a video of the FBI special operations team's convoy gradually approaching the encirclement. He had actually received the intelligence through his informant, but he hadn't expected the special operations team to be so quick.
Another scene is in the desert, showing the troops sent out to capture Yvette Al, a total of 4 vehicles and 13 people.
"No one can shake my empire."