Break in

Chapter 196
195 Traveling Lightly
When the sunset dyed half of the sky red and gradually fell into the sea level, the pedestrians on the beach gradually became rarer, and the vendors who had been busy all day also began to pack up various goods, and they seemed to be ready to end their day's business.

Bai Feng and the others were still lazily sitting under the sun-shading pavilion on the palm leaf roof, watching the khaki-yellow yard tens of meters away, seeing that the dim street lights on the street had been turned on, and the visibility was getting worse and worse. Low, Bai Feng immediately said: "Get ready!"

The three of them calmly checked the armed situation on their bodies. Since this raid was classified as preliminary reconnaissance, the three of them did not carry too much firepower, just like the tactical vests worn inside the coats were not fully armed. It's a small and light tactical chest strap, and an MP7A1 submachine gun provided by the wealthy Thomas - of course, unless it is necessary, Bai Feng does not want to use this small and compact special forces favorite submachine gun prematurely. After all, 4.6X30mm ammunition is not easy to find in Mexico.

Only the necessary equipment and sufficient magazines are placed on the inner tactical chest hanger, plus the supplementary girdle, this operation can be described as light-packed.

The difference between the chest hanger and the tactical vest is quite obvious. It can be understood as a magazine mount with no protective effect. It is characterized by lightness and compactness, which is especially suitable for some casual combat operations.

The three of them checked the combat readiness and confirmed that all the firearms were loaded and ready to fire. They stood up from the sunshade pavilion and walked towards the khaki courtyard that they had been paying attention to all afternoon.

After a while, the three of them stood in front of the courtyard gate, seeing no one around, when Kino was about to step in, Bai Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder, Kino stopped immediately, and asked softly: " What's wrong?"

Bai Feng didn't respond, but looked at the street in the distance. A black Chevrolet SUV drove at an extremely fast speed, and then drove straight into the courtyard where the three of them were about to rush in. Bai Feng pretended to squat down to tie his shoelaces , and by the way, two white men in formal suits got out of the car and hurriedly walked towards the two-story bungalow.

"Shall we continue the assault?"

Seeing that the two teammates seemed to have no intention of continuing to rush in, Zeng Shui couldn't help asking, while Bai Feng looked at Kino who was still frowning in thought. After pondering for a moment, Kino said slowly: "It's not right, it's very wrong."

"See what?"

Bai Feng said in a deep voice, and after Chino shook his head, he said: "Sedan cars are the most popular here in Mexico, led by Volkswagen Nissan Chevrolet, and SUVs are rarely bought, and even if they are bought, most of them are Japanese cars. , and the car I just drove in is a new one, as far as I know, it hasn’t been listed here yet, and the model makes me have a bad feeling.”

"Is there anything special about this model?"

Zeng Shui asked curiously, but Chino said with a serious face: "Chevrolet's Saab class, the queen model of agents and agents, and it's a new model this year, has not been sold in Mexico at all. I doubt that the two vehicles The identity of the guy."

"Even if you're an agent or an agent, you wouldn't make such a low-level mistake, would you?"

After Zeng Shui thought for a while, he continued, and Chino said seriously: "It's just a suspicion, but this is Mexico, the back garden of the CIA, so even if there are agents, there is no need to pay attention to these details."

"Anyway, go in and arrest people and ask them, then you will know, act!"

After thinking for a while, Bai Feng couldn't figure out a clue, so he simply waved his hand, put his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist calmly, and walked into the yard first, followed by Qino and Zeng Shui. Afterwards, the three vaguely formed an attacking formation of a regular triangle, always on the lookout for enemies that might appear at any time.

But until the trio successfully walked to the gate of the two-story bungalow, no one came out to stop them from the yard. Maybe the gang members were a bunch of mobs, or maybe the gang that firmly controlled the Merida area was too confident. In short, the three of them walked into the bungalow majestically without alarming anyone.

Now in front of the three of them is a poorly decorated living room, with several damaged fabric sofas stacked crookedly, and a long solid wooden table in the center of the hall, and several opened cardboard boxes piled up On top, it was stuffed with black plastic bags bulging with stuff.

"They ship out here, but why are there no guards?"

Zeng Shui pulled out his fighting knife, gently cut open one of the plastic bags, and then couldn't figure it out. At this time, Bai Feng and Qinuo had already searched the rest of the rooms on the first floor, and they didn't see any After hearing Zeng Shui's question, Chino showed a trace of sarcasm, and said softly: "The biggest gang in the area, how could anyone think that someone would actually come to kill them?"

Bai Feng did not speak, but pointed to the stairs placed in the corner, signaling to start attacking the second floor. All three of them lifted their coats at the same time, revealing the tactical chest strap full of magazines fixed inside, and the submachine gun fixed with Velcro .

After some preparations, the three of them walked lightly along the corridor to the second floor. As soon as they walked up the corridor, they could hear a fierce quarrel coming from inside, but Bai Feng and Zeng Shui couldn't understand each other's quarrel content, the other party should use Spanish.

Just when Bai Feng was about to make a gesture to signal Chino to switch places with him and listen to the content of the enemy's quarrel on the second floor, a young man with a red face suddenly appeared in front of the crowd, holding a heavy cardboard box in both hands. From the line of sight, it seemed that they were going to move goods to the first floor through the stairs.

The young man didn't seem to have thought that three strangers with guns appeared in the corridor of his house. As soon as he let out an exclamation, Bai Feng pulled the trigger and stopped the enemy's further actions with two bullets. Then the cardboard box slipped from the hands of the young man, and dozens of bulging black plastic bags fell out.

"Fack! Attack!"

Seeing that his side had been exposed, Bai Feng yelled angrily, picked up the MP7 submachine gun in his hand, and rushed up with a stride, rushed into the hall at the fastest speed, and shot at every enemy he could see .

The two teammates behind him naturally made the most correct choice. When Bai Feng gave instructions, they rushed forward with guns in hand.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but compared to the first floor, the structure is much simpler. There is only a large living room, a room with an open door, and a cubicle that looks like a bathroom. The three of them occupied the best shooting position in the living room without wasting any effort, and they fired wildly at this group of enemies who hadn't reacted yet.

There were six people sitting on the sofa in the living room, two of them were men in suits who had just gotten off a black SUV, and the remaining four were all wearing brightly-colored plaid shirts, obviously they were gang members who were originally in the bungalow member.

In less than a minute, all six people in the living room completely lost the ability to resist. Four of them were killed directly, but a man in a suit and a man in a floral shirt survived by chance. Hit critically, so did not die instantly.

After the gun battle, Bai Feng did not take it lightly. After leaving Chino and Zeng Shui to guard the two seriously injured prisoners, he immediately searched the room with the door open. The bathroom with the door still closed.

After Chino yelled a few words in Spanish, the door of the bathroom opened, and a thin boy who looked at most fifteen or sixteen years old raised his hands and walked out tremblingly. He turned to Bai Feng and said, "This kid was coerced by the gang to help them sell small batches to tourists on the street. He said his family owed money to the gang."

"sure?"

Bai Feng frowned and said, the three of them had been observing outside for a day, and there was an endless stream of people coming to shop, do they really need a child to help with the shipment?
Kino shrugged when he heard the words, and said helplessly, "Anyway, that's what he said, how should we deal with it?"

"Tell him not to move!"

Bai Feng said loudly, the muzzle of the gun was still staring at the direction of the little boy, and then motioned Zeng Shui to search for the two seriously injured enemies. After emptying the weapons on their bodies, Zeng Shui mercilessly handcuffed their hands and feet. Stay here to prevent riots from hurting people.

But the man in the formal suit looked very dishonest, his hands were pressing the wound on his abdomen, and he kept shouting something in his mouth. Seeing that the three of them didn't react much, he switched to English and muttered in a low voice: : "Let me go, I'm not from this gang, I can give you a lot of money."

"I didn't see it, but the desire to survive is quite strong. What's your name and what do you do?"

Chino joked, but the man repeated without listening to him: "Let me go, I'm not with them, I'm just a businessman."

"puff--"

But Kino didn't let him get used to him. Instead, he pressed the man's hands covering the wound and squeezed them inwardly. Blood immediately flowed out from the man's fingers. Kino said in a cold tone: "You name, identity! I don’t want to repeat it a third time!”

The man didn't speak, he seemed to have lost the strength to speak, cold sweat instantly spread all over his cheeks, it seemed that Kino was in great pain from the backlog of the wound.

Although the man in formal attire did not speak, another seriously wounded man in a floral shirt spoke first. With all his strength, he babbled something in Spanish. Despair instantly appeared on the face of the man in formal attire, and Chino immediately appeared. With joy, he said, "He said, this guy belongs to the CIA! After their boss disappeared, people from the CIA appeared, wanting to take over the Crocodile Gang and take the largest local gang into their pocket! Oh, yes, the Crocodile Gang is The name of this gang!"

"What about him, what is his identity?"

Bai Feng pointed to the man who first confessed, and then asked, in fact, Bai Feng didn't need to remind too much, Chino had already started a round of friendly exchanges with this wounded man with a good attitude in extremely proficient Spanish After a while, Kino stood up contentedly, and said with a smile: "This guy was originally the number three of the Crocodile Gang. The number two was killed by the CIA a month ago, and the number one, that is, us My dear client, Michael Jones, disappeared immediately, so the CIA found him and put him in charge of the Crocodile Gang, and they are here tonight to discuss how to share the profits of the Crocodile Gang."

As soon as Chino finished speaking, the sweaty man in the formal suit seemed to regain some strength, and murmured something to the man in the floral shirt. Bai Feng couldn't help asking curiously, "Where is this guy? What is it calling?"

"He was scolding the other party for his lack of loyalty and sold him out."

Kino couldn't help laughing. In his vision, the two seriously injured prisoners would have to be separated and detained, and someone had to find someone to take care of their injuries. The interrogation could only take place when the conditions were better, but he didn't think it was planned yet. What should I do next? These two bastards actually start to bite each other. This kind of dog-eat-dog scene is exactly what Chino wants to see the most. There is no need to use any more tricks, and these two people will expose a lot of information. come out.

"The situation is very clear. The floral shirt said that Michael Jones was kidnapped by the CIA, because the crocodile gang has monopolized many industries in the Merida area, which is a hindrance to their penetration, but the man in the suit is trying to deny his identity. But I think his denial doesn't seem to make much sense."

After the two argued with each other for a few minutes, Chino translated without further ado, then pointed to the man in the floral shirt, and suggested: "Get rid of this guy, this CIA agent can take him away for interrogation—of course , interrogation on the spot is also acceptable.”

"What about this child?"

Zeng Shui couldn't help but asked curiously. Kino looked at Bai Feng. After thinking for a while, Bai Feng still said helplessly: "It's not good to kill it, and it's even worse to let it go. Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Let's stun him first and lock him up. If our next move is not near here, we can let him go."

Kino said casually, although the three of them have done many things, they are already out-and-out desperadoes, and they can be called the king of Hades when facing the enemy, but they still have a bottom line in their hearts, although it is impossible to judge whether the boy in front of him is I'm lying, but it's not very good for Bai Feng and others to kill him directly.

After Chino finished speaking, he raised his gun and aimed at the frightened man in the floral shirt, but the boy's next move was beyond everyone's expectations.

At the same time that Chino raised the muzzle of the gun, the thin boy rushed over, trying to pounce in the direction of the sofa, where there was a dirty M1911 lying quietly on the floor, and it was unknown which one it was. Left behind by hapless companions.

"Fake!"

"stop!"

"do not move!"

The three shouted in unison, Bai Feng's gun was always aimed at the boy who hadn't had time to pay attention, but the boy's footsteps did not stop at all, and when he was about to touch the pistol, Bai Feng sighed deeply In one breath, he pulled the trigger.

"Zhuo! I knew it!"

When the gunshot rang out, Bai Feng gently put down the pistol that was still smoking, and said with a complicated expression: "I knew that anyone who has something to do with these drugs, regardless of region, regardless of gender, regardless of age, will say something special." You can't believe it! This is a lunatic!"

(End of this chapter)