the world is at stake

But after only two or three minutes, the support staff operating the drone reported: "The chariot is parked behind a church on Manuel Road, about 3 meters away from you."

"Stopped? What is the other party doing?"

"UAV monitoring found that someone was..."

The communication ended abruptly at this point, and there was only a rustling sound from the encrypted intercom.Harden froze for a second, then looked at the dark San Juan Road, as if looking at a deep fog.

Just 350 meters away, 'Panhard' stopped and Elayne poked his head out of the turret.Under the faint light of the road, Zhou Qingfeng was strapping something with an antenna behind the turret.

"What's this?" Elayne asked.

After asking this question, there was a whirring wind from the sky, and a drone fell down without thinking, and fell to the road less than 50 meters away from 'Panhard'.

There were more than one drones that also fell, and they fell one after another.

Zhou Qingfeng was overjoyed, "Our actions must have attracted the attention of many parties, and the easiest way for opponents to stare at us is through drones.

The radio jammer my friend sent with the transport plane disrupts communications and signal transmission.If these drones do not have an automatic return function, they will lose control and crash when they are disturbed.

But don't get too excited, this thing consumes a lot of power, and the supporting battery can only last for 5 minutes. "

While talking, Zhou Qingfeng turned off the jammer, and replaced a bolt-action M24 sniper rifle from his weapon bag, and hurriedly climbed up to the nearby church steeple.

The church has only three floors, but it is a rare commanding height nearby.Zhou Qingfeng released his drone on it, scouted the surroundings, and set up a sniper rifle.

Yilan looked at the man who was as agile as an ape, and thought it was amused to be on the battlefield in this foreign city, but he heard the man shout from the top of the church: "Ready to listen to my orders, there is something wrong on the other side of the road."

The radio interference was turned on and off, but the pairs of 'drone eyes' flying in the sky were temporarily cleared.

Harden asked what happened after the communication was restored, and the answer he got was that the drone suddenly lost control and suspected electromagnetic interference.

"Electromagnetic interference?"

Harden looked up at the dark street again, and it was difficult to distinguish any scene on the opposite side with the naked eye.Even with a night vision device, it would be blocked by Zhou Qingfeng's anti-infrared cloak.

But Harden and others standing upright attracted Zhou Qingfeng's attention.Especially in the few cars driven by the former, the front cover of the engine is exuding obvious temperature differences.

When I saw the car, I naturally saw the shooter team on the front cover of the car, and the unique 'Barrett'.

Zhou Qingfeng cursed 'Fuck', thanking himself for being cautious.When he was thinking about aiming at the group of shooters, he saw a few more people beside the group.

Among them was the 'enemy commander' who was also holding a night vision goggle and looking in Zhou Qingfeng's direction.

Sniper's favorite high-value target is definitely the commander.

At a distance of more than 300 meters, the specific face could not be seen clearly in the night vision device, but Zhou Qingfeng, who was armed with a gun, did not hesitate to aim at the most impressive target, who was in the position of the stars.

Breathe lightly.

Pull the trigger lightly.

Over the shoulder comes the backseat.

The bullet is ejected and fired at the target.

With only one shot, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and moved from the top of the church, jumping to the ground while grabbing the outer wall.But before he could run away, the muzzle flash of the shooting caught the attention of the 'Barrett' team on the opposite side.

Sniper confrontation is extremely brutal.

Retaliatory shooting ensued.Large-caliber sniper bombs pierced through the wall at the top of the church, and shattered bricks flew around.The semi-automatic 'Barrett' fired every two seconds, desperately pouring out its firepower.

Zhou Qingfeng was beaten and fled with his head in his arms. At the same time, he did not forget to shout to Yilan who was below the church, "The enemy is 300 meters away, go out and shoot him."

'Barrett's' team of shooters was firing furiously, and the thick shell casings flew out of the ejection window and fell to the ground with a clang.

Harden also fell to the ground, and several of his men hurriedly dragged him backwards to another car, trying to save his dying life.

Through the taillights of the car, Harden looked down at his blood-soaked chest.The corner of his mouth twitched, and he smiled wryly at his subordinate who was helping him stop the bleeding: "That's right, it's Victor, he's on the opposite side."

The 'Barrett' team had just emptied a ten-round magazine and blasted the roof of the church more than 300 meters away.But when they tried to change the magazine, the observer suddenly shouted in horror: "Hidden, run."

Shouting 'concealment' is a habit, but shouting 'run' is the point.

But just short of that, the 'Panhard' pops out from where the church is, at the intersection of San Juan and Manuel roads.

The hull stopped briefly and the gunner opened fire quickly.

The dazzling cannon flames lit up again in the dark night.

It was a high-explosive round aimed at the vehicle that set up the 'Barrett'.

The shooter team behind the car directly abandoned their guns, turned around and got down on the ground.But the shells came much faster, and the explosion from the shelling blasted them both into the air.

The power of the shelling spread outward, completely dispersing Harden's men.

Harden himself could only fall to the ground, quietly waiting for death.Until...he heard rolling wheels approaching, and footsteps stopping in front of him.

Due to blood loss, Harden was cold and his vision gradually blurred.But he still tried his best to speak, and asked intermittently:

"Is it Victor? Before I die, I want to ask a question, what exactly did you get in the underground laboratory of Floss Prison?"

The night wind was cold and silent.

Harden's high hopes fell through.He only got a cold answer: "No comment."

Chapter 089 Who is more ruthless?

The 'Panhard' rolls over the wreckage of the bombarded vehicle and stops at the shelled San Juan intersection.

Zhou Qingfeng stood beside the burning wreckage of the vehicle, enduring the smell of thick smoke, and frowned at a corpse on the ground.Yilan poked his head out from the turret and asked, "Who is this man?"

"Oliver Harden." Zhou Qingfeng replied: "A deputy director under the US Department of Homeland Security. The full name of the G Bureau he manages is the Special Intelligence and Tactical Support Bureau, which specializes in dirty work."

Yilan's eyes lit up, and then she looked at the dead body, and continued to ask, "Is it a high-ranking official of the U.S. government?"

"Uh...not a high-ranking official."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

"He's an intelligence chief. I suspect the root cause of this mess is that he's trying to lure me to Juarez. But he didn't expect me to be entangled with the local gang first."

But Yilan didn't think so, she retracted into the turret and said something, and the three crew members immediately ran out to watch the corpse.A girl in a black robe took a picture, and Yilan pulled out a pistol and repeatedly pulled the trigger on the corpse.

Whip corpse!

As for it?

After venting, the morale of the trio was high.

At some point, Juárez's communication was restored.Zhou Qingfeng answered the phone, and it was Rogge who called.Just listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, the situation is not very good.

"Victor, the thin man and I are at Mr. Desailly's."

The voice of this speech was leaky and slurred.

Zhou Qingfeng asked back: "Are your limbs still healthy?"

Ha ha ha... Rogge gave a creepy wry smile, "It's not to the point of losing limbs, but it's coming soon."

In the gang lair in the Vista neighborhood, drones blew up the mansion of Yeke, the backbone of the gang. In the brightly lit main hall of the mansion, the fat man with a bruised nose and a swollen face was being stared at by several vicious gangster gunmen.

Both Roger's eyes were black and swollen, and he could only squint to see a line.The corners of his eyes and mouth were bleeding, his clothes were torn, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh on his body.

The thin man was lying on the carpet next to him, and he was beaten half to death, breathing intermittently, as if he would die at any time.

In front of the two of them was the drug lord Desailly, who was about to go mad.

The gang leader was sitting on the sofa, with his arms wide open, his chest heaving violently, and his fierce eyes were staring at the fat and thin two.

The Mexican gang has always been extremely vicious and extremely tyrannical.

Those who dare to report on them in the media, those who dare to curse them on the Internet, and those who dare to obey them, even if they offend them unintentionally, will definitely be brutally retaliated against.

Skinning, beheading, dismemberment, and discarding corpses, there are too many heinous methods.

Zhou Qingfeng is the only one who dares to publicly hang up the "death notice", can kill as he pleases, and gets out of the "tanks" head-on.

On the carpet at Desailly's feet lay a tablet with a shattered screen.The equipment is still working, broadcasting the chaos of the police station attack captured by Juarez TV.

An ambulance has arrived at the scene, and the block where the police station is located has been cordoned off.The reporter continued to report to the camera with the ruined buildings and streets as the background.

None of the gangsters in the living room spoke, they all stared at Rogge with red eyes.There are thousands of inhumane punishment methods in their minds, but they have to admit that they are a little scared in their hearts.

Rogge's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his head and shoulders were tilted to clamp the phone.He smiled wryly and continued: "Victor, you did a great job at the police station. Mr. Desailly wants to talk to you."

The thin man probably had his ribs broken and was lying on the carpet dying.But when he heard Zhou Qingfeng's voice, he tried to open his mouth and said with a sneer, "Victor, you did a good job."

On the phone, Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a while, and then asked, "The drug dealer wants me to talk?"

"Yes." Roger replied, "Of course, you have to be careful. We can only live if you live."

Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "You are in the big living room in front of the main building of that mansion, aren't you?"

"It should be." Roger replied.

"Don't hang up, I'll be right over."

The entire call was played hands-free, and the gang members in the living room could hear clearly.

Desailly, who was sitting on the sofa, heard that Zhou Qingfeng had dared to come, his dark face trembled, and he looked anxious and angry.He winked at his subordinates beside him.

Soon someone grabbed a few M72 rocket launchers, ready to fight against the 'chariot' that may appear at any time.

The second floor, the third floor, and even the front and back yards of the mansion are full of people of all kinds.According to Desailly's long-ordered order-kill the opponent when he sees it.

In the dark night, the roads in the entire Vista block have been cleared.But the rumbling sound of the engine came from far and near, which was quite harsh on the dark road.

The gangsters deployed on the periphery sent back a message on the walkie-talkie, indicating that the opponent's tank with a turret had really arrived.The sound of the engine could be heard far away at night, and Desailly could faintly hear it in the mansion.

The drug lord stood up from the sofa, glared at Rogge and the two viciously, and then ordered: "Get rid of that broken car outside, and throw these two idiots to the wolfdogs."

But 'Panhard' stopped a few hundred meters away from the mansion, and Zhou Qingfeng's voice came from the still-hanging mobile phone, "Rogge, there is bad news."

"You say it."

"I used a drone to scout around the drug dealers, and I saw your specific location, but there was no particularly good way to rescue you by surprise. And I didn't have much time to play hide-and-seek with Desailly."

"so what……?"

"So I'm sorry." Zhou Qingfeng sighed softly, "Lie down."

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng confirm Rogge's location, Desailly and his men were watching the dark front yard.Immediately afterwards, they heard 'sorry' and 'lie down', and they felt a chill in their hearts.

Rogge had already expected that no matter how capable Zhou Qingfeng was, he would not be able to break through alone, let alone negotiate with drug dealers slowly.

Hearing 'Lie down', the fat man threw himself on the back of the thin man lying on the carpet, and lowered his head——God bless, life and death!

The phone hasn't hung up yet, it's just dropped on the carpet.A strong and strong voice came from inside...

Fire!

Due to communication delays, when the shout sounded, the order had already been issued in advance.The sound of cannons came from hundreds of meters away, and the supersonic shells came last, hitting the main hall of the mansion with the open gate.

Hearing the roar of 'fire', Desailly turned his head to look at Rogge, and ordered 'kill him' loudly in shock and anger.But this order is like a mosquito flapping its wings, and no one pays attention.

A [-]mm high-explosive grenade shot into the hall from a distance, hitting a decorative statue in the main hall.The impact fuze is unlocked by inertia, detonating the explosives in the body.

The fire was tumbling, and the smoke and dust were billowing.Immediately, the self-forging fragments of the projectiles were blown into tens of thousands, shooting around indiscriminately with a fiery breath.

Fuck it, let's see who is more ruthless!

Knowing how to skin, behead, and eviscerate, is it possible that your Mexican gangster will blow himself up?

The main hall of the mansion is not small, but it is still a closed space, which intensifies the power of the explosion shock wave.The vicious gang leaders at the scene, one counts as one, were all impacted by the explosion.

Some were killed on the spot, and their corpses were broken into pieces; some were pierced by fragments and shattered;

Zhou Qingfeng was lurking about 300 meters away from the mansion, and ordered Yilan who was occupying the shelling position through the intercom: "Rapid fire, don't stop, cover the entire main building of the enemy. We must not let these scumbags recover."

'Panhard' stopped at a distance of about 500 meters from the enemy. It knocked down several houses and artificially created a low slope of two or three meters.The car body uses this small height to aim at the brightly lit gangster lair.

Zhou Qingfeng gave the order to fire, and the muzzle of 'Panhard' burst into bright flames.

Inside the turret, the barrel recoils violently, ejecting the cartridge case.

The gunner, wearing gloves, dropped the hot shell casings at his feet, took another round from the ammunition rack, and stuffed it into the barrel.The breech bolt then made a crisp sound, closing the breech and completing the loading.

Since it is a "quiet-to-quiet" shooting, after the car body stabilizes, the gunner aims a little, and immediately steps on the firing pedal.

Then the muzzle burst into flames again, the breech seat of the gun bore, the entire vehicle body shook, and the sound of the gun resounded throughout the city——the whole process of unloading and reloading was repeated again.

In the case of rapid fire, 'Panhard' will blast a high-explosive shell every few seconds.Each shell was aimed at the main building of the gang mansion 500 meters away, and the shooting continued.

The spacious and luxurious hall was hit and exploded.

The beautiful and atmospheric front yard was hit and exploded.

The exquisite and elegant exterior windows were hit and exploded.