the world is at stake

Although there is no network, the downloaded map has roughly marked the route.Yilan raised her veil and took a sip of water, nodded and said, "I understand, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Good thing, at least the team is getting along well.

"There are military and police guards along the road into the city, but you just drive over. Don't answer any parking requests, no matter who intercepts, just run over."

"My order is as simple as that." Zhou Qingfeng recalled the drone for investigation, returned to the 'Hummer' he was driving and waved cheerfully, "Go, go, go, moving!"

Uncle Zhou is too out of tune.

Yilan withdrew into the turret with a straight face, and couldn't help but chuckle when she wasn't being watched.As if seeing a miracle, the gunner asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Yilan's expression quickly subsided, and she said indifferently: "We have encountered a lunatic. Leave him alone, let's go. No one can stop us."

The driver of the 'Panhard' manually engaged the gear and the 'Jeep Gun' continued on its way.

It didn't take long for the naked eye to see another group of military police blocking the highway entering the city.There are not many people, just a dozen or two or three cars.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, there was not even a single obstacle on the road.A police officer with a gun waved at the side of the road, gesturing for passing vehicles to be inspected.But he was also dazed when he saw the 'Panhard' coming from the opposite side.

Mexico has no tanks, but is equipped with a lot of legal small tanks.Just looking at the shape and painting of the 'gadget' on the opposite side, it seems that it doesn't look like it, it's too strange.

It was getting dark now, and the military police performing security inspection tasks stood in the middle of the road and waved to stop, but the 'Panhard' on the opposite side did not slow down at all.

It turned on the headlights carelessly, and rushed over without hesitation, forcing the waving military police to jump to the side of the road in a panic, blowing a whirlwind and whistling past.

Behind the 'Panhard', Zhou Qingfeng drove the 'Hummer' equally arrogantly, ignoring the greetings of the military police on the side of the road, and forced his way in.

The Juárez military police who set up the bar were confused, but they could only eat ashes on the side of the road.They were not sure about the origin of these two vehicles—ordinarily, they should be from the army.

But the army can't come to such a car alone, let alone break in without saying hello.

But chasing is impossible, and you can't chase it even if you kill it.After thinking about it, the military and police who set up the card can only report the problem and let the boss have a headache.

The same is true of the military and police at other intersections in the city.When they saw the outline of the turret in the dark night, they subconsciously thought of letting go.Occasionally someone wants to check it out, but it's not answered at all.

Simple roadblocks were set up in some places, and 'Panhard' crashed directly and crashed.The party that was hit didn't dare to say anything, and stood on the side of the road in a daze, unable to speak.

The Juarez Police Station is in the southeast of the urban area. There is a parking lot at the entrance, and there is a simple gate post.

The city is under martial law and most intersections are closed.But the surrounding area of ​​the police station is not strictly guarded.There were neither police officers on duty nor enough police cars.

Not to mention armored vehicles and the like.

The 'Hummer' driven by Zhou Qingfeng bears military and police signs, which is extremely confusing.He and 'Panhard' parked in the darkness of the street corner, which was supposed to be an official arrangement.

A drone flew out of the car window and circled the police station.It can be said that this place is not big, and the guards are quite lax, like a kiln, anyone can come.

"Yilan." Zhou Qingfeng called through the intercom: "The police station is right next to us, there are two options. Either I go and arrest a policeman, change my clothes and go in to have a look and find out.

Either you take the lead and crash in directly, and make a mess of it.Do you think that plan is good? "

The intercom was silent for a while before Yilan's deep voice came, "When there is no time to waste, it is better to choose the simple method."

OK, got it!

Chapter 086

Juarez South District, Special Police Department.

The conditions in the agency are poor, and the interrogation room is far less professional than that of American intelligence agencies.

No one-way glass, no surveillance cameras, no recording equipment, just cold, manacled seats, and impatient military and police officers.

Mar Keshi was handcuffed on the seat, but he was very calm.He guessed that he was probably "well-known" to have this preferential treatment, otherwise what he would have to face would not be the official organization of Juárez, but the subordinates of the drug lord.

The wooden door of the interrogation room opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit came in. Marco Shi was keenly aware that the other party was definitely not from Mexico.

"Just tell me, my name is Oliver Harden, the deputy director of the agency under the US Department of Homeland Security." The middle-aged man sat down impatiently, with a rather anxious expression.He held up a photo and asked, "Know this person?"

The photo is of an Asian face, very young.

Marco shook his head, "No, I don't know him. Who is he?"

The middle-aged man was disappointed by this answer.He asked again: "Do you know a Chinese whose code name is 'Victor' and whose real name is Qingfeng Zhou?"

Marco shook his head even more, and asked again with doubts on his face: "Mr. Harden, should I know this person?"

Harden only shook his head, but instead asked sullenly: "Mr. Marcos, what are you doing in the chaotic Juarez? You have a hundred reasons to stay away from this place."

This question is a long story.

Marco took a deep breath, "Some time ago, I got drunk in a bar in Newark, and somehow sold my driver's license..."

From selling his driver's license, to having his driver's license fraudulently used, to becoming a suspect in a series of cases, and even becoming an important suspect in the Capitol Hill bombing, Marco has suffered a lot.

"The bastard who pretended to be me ruined my life. Before he gets killed sooner or later, I have to find him."

The more Ma Keshi talked, the more angry he became, and he became restless.

"But when I arrived in Juarez, I found that this guy was more capable than I thought. I don't know why he did it, but I am innocent."

This unlucky story is very contagious, and anyone who listens to it will feel deep sympathy.

Harden didn't care about the misery at all.He sat on a chair and tugged at his tie, trying to read something from the suspect's face.

But got nothing.

"And the fraternity? Why is the fraternity interested in you again?"

"What fraternity? What kind of organization is this?"

"You don't know about fraternities?"

"I don't know anything about it."

The interrogation got into trouble at this point. Marco Shi obviously stole the limelight in a series of incidents, but he himself was an outsider at all.

But that's not the answer Harden wanted, not at all.He was making a last-ditch effort, hoping to find some clues.He even hammered the table angrily...

With a bang, the entire interrogation room was shaking, the hanging fluorescent lamps were swaying, and the corners of the walls were dusty.Even the ground trembled, and the tables and chairs shifted.

Harden's threatening words were interrupted.

Mar Keshi was handcuffed on the iron chair. He looked at the ceiling in surprise, then at the ground, and then at Harden on the opposite side. He blinked and asked, "Wow...how did you do this?"

Harden, who was full of distress, was also taken aback. He raised his hand to look at his fist, deeply puzzled.He tried to tap the table lightly, but nothing happened.

So he hammered hard again...the bang sound came out again.

At the same time, the interrogation room shook, and all the abnormalities reappeared, even more violently, and lasted longer.

The ceiling is dropping lime, the interrogation room door is clanging.The wall cracked as if it had suffered an undue heavy blow.The cracks are expanding rapidly and will soon affect the building structure.

Mar Keshi stared at the iron chair and screamed strangely: "Mr. Harden, is the so-called agency under the Department of Homeland Security SHIELD? Is this your superpower?"

A ghost with super powers?Even guessing earthquakes is more reliable!

The wooden door of the interrogation room was slammed open, and two 'hunting dogs' from Bureau G came in, and shouted: "Your Excellency, Director, we have to get out of here."

"What happened?" Harden asked.

Before he could finish the question, the ground trembled again.

One wall of the interrogation room broke first, followed by the ceiling lights going out.But two headlights appeared from behind the broken wall, and the car body crashed in behind the lights.

'Panhard' stunned to rely on nearly [-] horsepower and a vehicle weight of [-] tons, crushing all the way into the police station.It has hit countless walls, anyway, all kinds of broken building materials are piled up on the car body.

Bricks, plates, pipelines, and even a broken utility pole, all kinds of messy office furniture are scattered on the car body and turret.

It must be said that in Juárez, a poor place, despite the high penetration rate of vehicles, most of the houses are one-story bungalows.The building structure is extremely thin, even the police station.

When 'Panhard' came in, it was like entering no one's land, rampaging left and right, and no one could hold it.

The house is about to collapse, who cares about dealing with this chariot.

Even if someone had the courage to maintain the dignity of the police station, he would stay away when he saw the large muzzle brake on the 'Panhard' turret.

The originally bright interrogation room was turned into ruins.

With a howl, Harden turned around and ran away with two 'Hound Dog' men.Only Ma Keshi was the worst. Seeing the body of the car crashing into him, he was handcuffed to the iron chair and couldn't move, so he could only yell.

'Panhard' bumped into Marco's, knocked the iron chair crookedly before stopping, and backed away.Before Marco could heave a sigh of relief, he found that the outside of the collapsed wall looked like a disaster-stricken refugee camp.

The entire special police station was demolished.

A large number of Mexican military police were running around desperately, as if they had been stabbed in a hornet's nest.It's just that they couldn't attack the perpetrators like wasps, but ran around like headless flies.

That's how 'Panhard' bumps once, retreats, bumps again, retreats again.After going back and forth like this several times, no one is its opponent at all.

Even if someone stood up and fired at this chariot, they would still hear the sound of tinkling and ricocheting.Ordinary firearms are completely ineffective against the armor of this car.

The chaos caused by the impact on the building caused the escape of people and the lack of lighting.This intensified the panic atmosphere in the night, so the chaos was more difficult to contain.

Zhou Qingfeng followed behind 'Panhard', wearing body armor, wearing night vision goggles, and holding a 'Benelli' M4 semi-automatic shotgun for close combat, and slipped in silently.

Chaos also has its disadvantages, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't know who to turn to for questioning.Before launching the attack, he caught an outside patrolman and asked about the internal structure of the police station, and then rushed towards the interrogation room.

When 'Panhard' retreated for the third time, Zhou Qingfeng walked into the house that was about to collapse.He saw a guy who was chained to an iron chair and struggling desperately, and his face could be seen clearly through the night vision device.

"Wow...Marco?"

The struggling Marco turned his head to watch, but under the glare headlights of 'Panhard', there was only a tall and dark figure in front of him.He asked subconsciously, "Who are you?"

When registering the account of 'Gangster Buster Marco', Zhou Qingfeng probably knew that the man he pretended to be had a special identity.When the military police were captured on Route 45, Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that Marco had also gone to Juárez.

Until now when he met with his own eyes, he still couldn't help laughing.

"Sorry, my name is Victor, I have been pretending to be you."

Zhou Qingfeng was wearing night vision goggles and body armor, so others couldn't see his appearance.He laughed for a while and asked, "What about the two people who were arrested with you? They are two guys, one fat and one thin."

Ma Keshi did not answer, but asked instead, "Are you Victor?"

"Have you heard my name?"

"Some guy named Harden mentioned you just now."

just……?

Zhou Qingfeng's heart suddenly became alarmed, he turned his gun and pulled the trigger towards the door of the dark interrogation room.

A hole was punched in the half-closed wooden door, a heavy object fell to the ground behind the door, and a guy with a gun appeared.

The short-barreled 'Benelli' can only hold four rounds of shotgun ammunition. Zhou Qingfeng grabbed an ammunition from the butt of the gun and quickly stuffed it into the chamber to ensure continuous firepower.At the same time, he moved according to the gun, looking for other enemies.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was going to leave, Ma Keshi struggled and shouted: "Help me, let me go."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer. Under the green night vision device, he could see a faint infrared reaction behind the broken wooden door, and there were people hiding behind it.He loosened his left hand and took a grenade from his waist, bit off the ring with his teeth, and threw it out.

The grenade bounced off the wall outside the wooden door and landed with a bang.

Immediately behind the wooden door was the sound of turning and dodging, and two or three seconds later the grenade exploded.

Amidst the loud noise, it was Marco who yelled 'fuck'.The wave of smoke and dust caused by the explosion poured into the half-collapsed interrogation room, hitting him head-on.

There were two corpses lying outside the wooden door, and they were not from the local military police in terms of their clothes.

Zhou Qingfeng dragged a dead body into the interrogation room, and found the ID of Bureau G from his coat.He cursed 'the ghosts linger', and then asked Marco: "Where are the two people who were arrested with you?"

"For God's sake, let me go first." Marco Shi was a serious criminal, and his hands and feet were chained.There is absolutely no way to get rid of it on his own.

Zhou Qingfeng took out his pistol and aimed at the shackles on Mar Keshi's hands twice to help him free himself.But after the incident, he pointed a gun at the other person's head and continued to ask the previous topic, "Where are my people?"

"I don't know." Marco shook his head vigorously. "After I was arrested, I was taken to the police station, but the fat man and the thin man were not with me. They seemed to be taken away by gangsters."

heck...

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left, completely ignoring Ma Keshi who was shouting in the collapsed interrogation room.He caught a few random police officers outside and questioned them randomly, and the answer he got was...

Marco was ordered by Harden to be taken to the police station. As for the other two suspects, they were considered worthless and were taken away by the gunmen of the drug lord Desailly.

It was only then that Zhou Qingfeng became convinced that he had made a fool of himself, and was in a hurry to go to Vista Street to break into the lair of drug lords.Only when he called Elan on the radio, he heard someone shouting through a loudspeaker outside the police station:

"Victor, this is Harden. I want to make a deal with you. Because you have no other way out, this is what you owe me, and you must agree!"

Zhou Qingfeng's response to this was a vicious sentence: "Ilan, prepare to fire. A group of Americans are coming outside to stop you and bomb them to death."

Elayne in the turret was gritting her teeth when she heard the 'American' coming.

Chapter 087 Twist

In the evening, Juárez's TV station broadcast a breaking news.

After the efficient efforts of the military and police officers in the city and the spontaneous cooperation of kind citizens, the American suspect Marco Shi who launched the terrorist attack has been captured.

Because the "death announcement" on Twitter attracted huge attention, the TV station also sent reporters and cameramen to the scene to show the whole process of escorting the suspect to the world with shaky but real pictures.

Mar Keshi got off a police car, followed by several heavily armed military police wearing helmets and masks.His hands and feet were handcuffed, and he dragged a piece of chain slowly into the city's special police station.