The Collection of The End

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God fort, the third guard area.

Although the castle can be called an inch of gold, as it gradually moves away from the ring area and gets closer to the "petal tip" of the guard area, its public security and order will collapse more and more. It is generally called the suburbs, or law. Outside place.

Da da da!

boom! boom!

At this time, a gun battle was being staged on the outskirts of the third guard area.

One of them is a well-trained mercenary with uniform dress and weapons, and the other—

"Hey! John! You never told me that patrol is such an exciting job!"

Garrus Vakarian, a Turian wearing CSEC police armor, shot the rifle to overheat in one breath, then retracted into the cover and gave a thumbs up at Thanos, who was wearing the same armor. , Said loudly.

"Directing traffic! Dealing with illegal vehicles is certainly not the case!" Because the gunshots were too loud, Thanos threw out a few grenade, and also responded loudly: "But after seizing the red sand, following the vine and finding the drug dealer's nest is another matter. Up!"

"But what's the matter with Grunt here!" A huge white Krogan shield burst into pieces while holding a giant shotgun. After a few shots, he reluctantly Retracted behind the bunker and started to heal himself with medical glue.

"You jumped into the police car yourself!" Galas replied from a distance, "I just wanted to give you a ticket for carrying prohibited weapons!"

"You said where there is a fight! Where there is Grant!" Thanos probed from behind the bunker and fired a rocket directly at the enemy's position.

Boom! !

The rocket seemed to detonate something unexpected, causing a violent explosion at the point of the bullet, killing and wounding the Batari mercenaries who had originally faced Thanos, and the rest fled into the building behind them. .

"That's Grant's'ex-wife'!" Grant exclaimed.

"For the benefit, then there will be no reason for Galas to give you a ticket." Thanos left the bunker and patted his huge shoulder.

"Yes, the illegal use of deadly force is not the duty of the patrol." Galas also left the bunker and aimed his gun at the entrance and windows of the building.

"Grante didn't feel comforted at all!" Grant yelled, then lowered his head and looked at Thanos: "When will you get in?"

"Wait, let me check the information." Thanos looked up at the warehouse in front of him, and quickly operated the universal tool: "I found it. The house in front belongs to Kola Logistics, a company that undertakes various freight requirements. The transportation company, mainly operating in the galaxy far away from the castle, has been fined many times for participating in smuggling, and it is said that it has unclear connections with the Bataris."

"No wonder," Grant yelled, "Those mercenaries all have six eyes."

"Smuggling, many times, just fine?" Galas glared at his dark eyes: "Are the customs bureau guys all idiots?"

"Don't say that, maybe they just took the money," Thanos closed the universal tool: "In addition, CSES is theoretically a subordinate unit of the Customs Affairs Bureau."

"So what do you do now? Ask for support?" Gallas asked.

"Oh, if we ask for support, we will definitely be allowed to stand still, and then wait for the reinforcements to arrive, the people inside will have run away," Thanos slid the bolt: "My suggestion is, first Ask for support, let the guys think they are safe, and then go straight in, try to find out their red sand inventory, and then catch a few heavyweights."

"Grant likes this idea." Grant grinned, showing two rows of shark-like teeth.

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An hour later, two ordinary police officers and an enthusiastic citizen successfully destroyed a drug and smuggling stronghold, killed and captured nearly 100 mercenaries and drug dealers, and seized an astonishing amount of smuggled goods and red sand.

The battle process was lackluster, the all-people Turk, Krogan, the best individual in the galaxy, and a "Star Alliance N7", not to mention a mercenary in the sand, even a regular army of the same number. How long can it last?

"Hey, Grande, we are grateful for your help, but you really don't have any legitimacy to do it. If you are grabbed at this point, you will be very troublesome." Galas glanced at the strapped and swayed Putting the prisoners in order, he said to the Klogan.

"There is nothing to worry about. Grande's father is the patriarch of Klogan's third largest tribe, and Grande has diplomatic immunity." Grande bared his teeth.

"It's a coincidence that my father is the captain of the war regiment, and the Turian congressman in the parliament has to call me a cousin." Galas replied.

"..." The two looked at Thanos together.

"Huh? Is it an account check?" Thanos looked at them: "My father is a dentist."

"No one asked you this..." Galas patted him on the shoulder: "If you don't have any self-protection power or Beijing, I will cover you with you."

"Oh..." Thanos sighed.

"Don't be discouraged, you see that you are doing big things, just as it is today, you can never be just a small patrolman." Galas continued to pat him on the shoulder.

"No, I sighed because I found a scum of my race," Thanos nodded to Gallas, stepped forward into the group of prisoners, and pulled a human man out by the collar: "Hello, Mr. Harkin, we humans have been at war with Batari, but you are on their side, and you divide money from the smuggling network. What do you think your behavior is called?"

"I'm not very sensitive to your human appearance, but this name seems to be the deputy director of CSES, right?" Galas scrambled and said, "It seems that the trouble we have caused this time is really not small."

"This is a misunderstanding..." Ha Jin's eyes rolled straight: "I'm an undercover agent, do you know? Undercover agent, if you don't come today, their entire smuggling network will be caught in a pot next month instead of just being caught like this Some small fish and shrimps, let me go now, our plan can continue."

"Okay, you can talk to Chief Allen." Thanos raised his eyebrows in response.

"Don't know how to praise," Ha Jin's expression changed: "Even if I am detained for a while, without real evidence, I will soon be released on parole. A big N7 soldier like you with no background, I have one. There are a hundred ways that you can’t get along."

"Wow," Grande brought his head closer: "Can Grande blast his head directly? Grande has diplomatic immunity."

"..." Thanos looked at his universal tool, then scratched his head: "Forget it, there is no need to waste it on him."

Outside the warehouse, the shrill sirens gradually approached.

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