Chapter 501: A Big Trouble

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"Eleven o'clock! Rifleman, he's running, he's running!"

"I saw it!"

The shooter sitting on the seat raised the SR25 semi-automatic sniper rifle in his hand. His rifle was equipped with a six-fold optical sight. Through the mirror, he saw a militant holding an AK47 rifle looking at a pile of debris. Running around.

The latter was wearing a pair of large trousers and was bare-chested, but he was swinging a small satchel behind his buttocks, which apparently contained a magazine. He hurriedly shuttled between the broken wood and rubble, and occasionally raised his head to look at the sky. , seemingly trying to avoid the hovering helicopter.

But he thought he was hiding well, but when he looked up from the sky, he could see clearly. The shooter locked his movement direction firmly, and then pulled the trigger.

A 7.62mm standard sniper bullet was accurately shot into the opponent's shoulder, opened a hole in the body cavity, and then exited through the abdomen.

The militant who was hit immediately fell to the ground and lost his breath.

"Goodkill, next! One direction, scrapped truck, rifleman, three hundred meters away!"

Sitting next to the shooter is his assistant shooter, who is only equipped with a fully automatic 16 specially designed by Shadow Company, but he also carries a rather large 7x50 high-sealing binoculars.

This team destroyed several targets on the ground in one go and opened up a safe landing area for the commandos. Then, the Huey helicopters immediately descended and sent down the loaded combat personnel.

Just as the team continued to clear targets on the ground, suddenly a few sparks exploded in the cockpit, and then the shooter sitting outside heard a whooshing sound.

"Damn it, someone's shooting at us!"

The pilot was really shocked. You must know that their cabin doors had been removed. If those bullets had been higher, they would have penetrated into the cabin.

"I saw it! Don't panic!"

The shooter picked up the rifle and looked down. He saw a rather brave guy holding an old Madsen machine gun and shooting into the sky. This was a weapon from World War I. It was made in Denmark and was not famous. It is relatively small, because it is the first mass-produced light machine gun and is exported to more than 30 countries, with the largest number of customers in Latin America.

This Madsen machine gun uses 7 mm bullets and a twenty-five-round magazine. The shooter who operates it seems to be very skilled. The twenty-five bullets are still used up after several bursts of fire, so he just Able to stop and change magazines.

The shooter was waiting for this gap in firepower. He aimed at the target, waited closely for the helicopter to stabilize from the previous maneuver, and then pulled the trigger.

Then, the deputy shooter saw the latter's head tilted in the telescope, and the whole person fell backwards to the ground as if he was drunk, and there was no movement again.

The combat effectiveness of the smuggling gang is indeed limited, not to mention that as soon as the commando team landed, a leading party holding a white flag came over and led the commando team to attack.

Soon the periphery of the castle and the town were controlled, and then the various combat groups quickly advanced according to the predetermined plan.

Under the heavy attack of shotguns, bulletproof shields and machine guns, most of the smuggling group was quickly wiped out. Even the leader of the gang was beaten to a pulp by the 249 machine gun when they retreated. Seeing that the leader was dead, the smuggling group lost its backbone. The prisoners had no choice but to put down their weapons and surrender.

In fact, it is not that no one wants to try to escape. Smugglers have many special smuggling speedboats, but speedboats are also targets of the commandos. After a few rounds of Huey helicopters loaded with 30mm weapon pods, the dock and those small boats They were all blown up into the sky.

Then the attack on the castle did not go too smoothly. The smuggling group in the castle was blown to pieces and had no fighting spirit at all. The firepower to resist was minimal. Several assault teams used flash bombs and shotguns to easily defeat them. Everything was settled.

The only strong resistance they encountered was that after entering the interior, they were blocked in the corridor by an AK rifle on the third floor.

The two armed men responsible for defending here were obviously veterans. They fired alternately with rifles and submachine guns, injuring two commando members, and the flash bombs they threw were also struck by the latter.

Kicked somewhere else.

Fortunately, the window on the third floor was open. The lowered Bird helicopter directly sent the sniper to the window position. Then, the two armed men were hit in the torso by precise snipers from dozens of meters away.

Then, the commandos armed with 870 shotguns came out of the corridor and fired several shots at the two people who didn't know whether to live or die.

"It should be right here!"

The shotgunner kicked away the weapon next to the corpse, and then pointed at the room that the two men were desperately guarding. Two capable men suddenly jumped out among the cannon fodder. There must be something wrong. Therefore, the commando guessed that they should be Pablo's side. bodyguards, then the one they protect must be Pablo!

"Get ready for action!"

The shield soldiers who followed immediately gathered in front of the door and watched as a breaker raised his shotgun and fired several shots at the door lock and two fixed points. After the blast, another breaker stood next to the door. He raised the demolition hammer in his hand and smashed it hard, causing the door to fall to the ground.

Then two shield soldiers rushed in one after the other.

"Don't move, put down your weapons!" The PCs who followed the shield soldiers entered as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and the weapons in their hands locked almost all directions in the room.

Then, the door opened, and a little girl who looked to be only ten years old came out with tears in her hands, holding her hands high. Behind the little girl, there was a pretty young woman holding another smaller girl.

"We have no weapons, only children here!"

The woman looked at the room full of PCs, panic flashing in her eyes, but she still pulled the two children behind her.

"Where is Pablo?"

"he's not here!"

"then who are you?"

"I'm Katrina Larsa Escobar!"

Although the woman was a little scared, she straightened her back and answered.

"Put your weapons away!"

The combat commander listened to the orders coming from the microphone and said to his men.

Then, he looked at the woman and spoke again.

"Madam, please take your children and leave with us. We will ensure your safety, but at the same time, you must tell me the whereabouts of your husband, Pablo Escobar!"

"I told you, he's not here. He went out in the morning and hasn't come back yet!"

The woman still replied stubbornly.

"We don't believe this!"

"If you don't believe me, you can search at will! But can you let us leave here first? My daughter is even more scared!"

"Understood, b1, b2 team follow me, others continue to search!"

In the high-altitude command helicopter, Hannibal rubbed his eyebrows.

"Damn it, why did we only capture Pablo's wife and children!"

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