Major Carrillo had made many emergency dispatches in the past. They received intelligence about drug dealers. As long as they could catch each other, they could intercept a large amount of drugs, but those emergency dispatches were almost never successful.
Because drug dealers will send people to follow them, and they will use a few dollars and a few candies to lure children to follow them at the door of the police station. When the police are dispatched on a large scale, those children will immediately pass on the news. In addition, they will also add a black warning code. , Therefore, Carrillo was like a headless fly in the past, seemingly busy, but actually achieving nothing.
But now, everything has changed. They are being trained in the air force base. The people here have no direct contact with drug traffickers. In addition, the Minister of the Interior is covering up his whereabouts. Therefore, few people know that the Colombian government has established such a team at this moment. .
This made the task force's operation go very smoothly. Soldiers from two platoons jumped into the trucks under the leadership of Carrillo. Then, these camouflaged trucks left from the path behind the base and drove some distance away. After that, the vehicle turned back to the road and headed towards the rendezvous point provided by DEA.
The drug dealers in the warehouse were unaware that a group of agents from the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration were squatting outside their doors. The latter were either sitting on the street disguised as homeless people, or hiding in the house. Everyone had their guns loaded, as if they had already Be prepared for a surprise attack.
"I hope those guys move quickly and don't get discovered!"
"Don't worry, the people coming this time are not ordinary police officers. They are a special team retrained by the Ministry of Interior. Even the instructors are sent from the United States!"
"Ha, our instructors, what can those guys teach you?"
"It's not the National Guard, it's mercenaries, called Shadow Company or something!"
"I've heard of those guys. Aren't they operating in Africa?"
"I don't know then, maybe the business has expanded!"
The Drug Enforcement Administration agents chatted for a long time, and then heard a radio call. Carrillo's task force was approaching the target at this moment. After confirming with the DEA that the information was correct, Carrillo immediately called the driver to go directly inside. rush.
"clear!"
The driver sitting in the driver's seat looked at the factory building in front of him. Without saying a word, he knocked open the iron door. Then, he slammed on the brakes and hit the steering wheel to death. Then, the truck tires made a harsh friction sound. It brought up green smoke, and the car body was also tilted sideways due to this operation, and the rear exit was directly aimed at the factory building.
"Up, up, up!"
Before the drug dealer inside could react, the rear compartment door of the truck was knocked open by task force soldiers. Then, several task force soldiers started shooting before they even stepped out.
Bullets were fired crazily at all movable objects without warning or warning. The madness of drug dealers is unimaginable. When they see the police, their first reaction is to shoot instead of running for their lives. Therefore, The task force will not give any warnings or deterrents, because that is in vain and will only increase casualties.
While Carrillo was leading the center, DEA on the periphery also completed the rendezvous with another vehicle. Subsequently, DEA's agents and task force launched an attack from the periphery.
The two sides entered into an extremely fierce exchange of fire almost from the beginning.
The weapons and equipment of Colombian drug traffickers are not inferior to those of the task force. They are also equipped with a large number of automatic weapons. The drug traffickers’ favorite is the Israeli Uzi submachine gun because it is small in size but has fierce firepower, especially those who like to Killers who attack targets on motorcycles, almost all of them will have this weapon.
In addition to submachine guns, they also purchase many European arms, including FAL automatic rifles and G3 automatic rifles. In addition, they will also purchase some locally produced firepower in Latin America, including shotguns and submachine guns.
Of course, the only difference between drug traffickers and regular troops is that the former do not have stable military training, and their psychological quality is not good, so it is easy for morale to collapse and scatter.
Carrillo's men broke into the factory in small groups, and then exchanged gunfire with drug traffickers at close range in warehouses and abandoned factories.
At the beginning, the drug traffickers who had the advantage of the terrain had the upper hand.
, they hid behind bunkers and fired randomly, even injuring several task force soldiers.
However, the injury of their comrades did not affect the task force, but instead angered the latter. They fought back with fierce firepower to suppress the drug dealers' firepower. Then, some team members stepped forward and dragged the wounded to a safe place.
And the positions they are missing will soon be filled.
The drug dealers are completely the opposite. Although there are many people in the latter group, they have no sense of cooperation at all. Everyone only cares about having a good time on their own and does not pay attention to whether there are injured people around them. They will even give drugs to their injured companions. Add a shot to prevent the other party from being captured alive by the police.
Crocodile, who is still considered a minor leader in the Medellin Group, is running around anxiously at the moment. He doesn't know when he was targeted, but now, he is undoubtedly destined to fall.
The resistance outside is weakening little by little, but the crocodile does not have the slightest courage to go out and fight at the moment. He is a brain-using killer who will do anything for money, but the premise is that he must live. At the moment when the gunfire rings, he He knew that he couldn't escape, but he still couldn't help but want to find a way to escape. He even called the criminal policeman he was familiar with, hoping that the other party would help him, but the latter After learning that something had happened to them, they all immediately hung up the phone.
The crocodile, who had no hope of escape, finally made up his mind as he listened to the gunshots approaching his hiding place outside and the screams of the drug dealers.
"Don't move!"
The heavily armed task force soldiers kicked open the door and saw the crocodile kneeling on the ground with his hands raised to express surrender. This immediately disappointed the soldiers who were ready to shoot. They had just killed everyone here. Nearly twenty drug dealers were killed. If there hadn't been an order to capture some of the survivors who surrendered, I'm afraid the task force would have wiped out the whole place.
But even if he surrendered, the crocodile would not end well. He thought that these policemen would be as easy to talk to as the guys who took his black money, so he immediately shouted to the task force soldiers who walked into the room.
"I need security, otherwise you won't get any information!"
"Assure?"
Carrillo walked into the room as if he had heard a joke. He immediately waved to his men to come in with buckets and towels.
"I have a guarantee that you will definitely like!"
