I want to be a warlord

Chapter 612 What is organized crime...

Uganda is an African country that is said to have very good relations with the country.

Policies follow leaders, and the specific relationship depends on the thoughts of those in power. Yoweri Kaguta Museveni has been re-elected as the president of Uganda since 86 and is the real emperor of Uganda.

President Museveni is a staunch supporter of Kiir. He contributed a lot in the conflict between Kiir and the opposition. At its peak, he sent 6000 troops to help Kiir.

However, Wang Zhen is more willing to believe that because South Sudan is Uganda’s largest foreign trade exporter, as long as South Sudan remains stable, Uganda can earn a large amount of foreign exchange from here every year.

Of course, it’s not necessarily true that the two of them have any kind of revolutionary friendship, who knows.

Anyway, in addition to the South Soviet Army and the peace-violating troops, there is a huge armed force in South Sudan, and that is the Ugandan Army.

"What should we do?" Donkey asked while lying on the bed in the hotel: "More than 600 Ugandans are stationed here."

Wang Zhen smacked his lips, "Take a look and then talk about it, monitors, drones."

As the small drone flew and hovered over the Ugandan military camp, the camera slowly rotated, and all the conditions in the military camp were displayed on the screen.

"How about it?"

"Chaotic and undisciplined."

"Nothing to worry about!"

"Where will they trade tomorrow?" Wang Zhen turned to look at Fang Ault.

"Here." Fionn Alter enlarged the map on the tablet and pointed.

The map was made temporarily, using the old method. The T-50 completed the shooting mission in the sky and uploaded it to the US Army Department, which had been cooperating with it. The map came out within a few hours.

This kind of thing will not bother the university monks in China...

Wang Zhen held the map, zoomed in and out, made gestures and then put it down. "It's almost the same. We are fighting drug criminals and terrorism. We are on the side of justice. Justice will definitely defeat evil. Don't worry so much!"

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As Wang calmed down his action strategy and immediately began to mobilize personnel, Abed and more than 50 of his men arrived in Nimulay in two groups. They were all black. Their arrival was like a drop of water entering the sea, without any Make any waves.

The reason why the drone is so dark is to make it easier for operators on the ground to spot it.

Since Wang Zhen used the T-50 in the military, the spray paint has been changed to sky blue. It is really difficult to spot it floating at an altitude of more than 500 meters.

"It's so fucking blatant!" Wang Zhen said with emotion as he looked at the surveillance footage, "As expected of Africa."

"It's okay, they do business like this in the United States." Donkey pouted. He must be strong throughout his life and will never be allowed to lag behind others in any aspect.

Idiot, Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Wang Zhen and other eight people were all staying in a box truck. They were all wearing long-sleeved ordinary camouflage uniforms and gloves, wrapping their bodies tightly. They even wore camouflage headscarves on their heads. The only part of their body was exposed. The outside face is painted with black paint. If you don't tell carefully, you will definitely be black.

There is a road directly from Nimule to Juba. After it was repaired in the past two years, this journey only takes 3-4 hours. Most of the fresh vegetables in the capital Juba and the southern region enter South Sudan from here. In addition, In addition to corn, cassava, etc., it is an important transportation hub.

Therefore, there are very large warehouses and trading markets here.

The drug criminals took advantage of this convenience, covering the truck filled with hemp with a layer of vegetables, and then transported it in openly in three large trucks.

Of course, the relationship has been established long ago and everyone knows it.

The three trucks waited not long before they saw five pickup trucks approaching. The convoy stopped, and nine people jumped out of the two pickup trucks and walked towards the three trucks.

Through a camera installed nearby, Wang Zhen and the others clearly saw that there were many people on the other three pickup trucks.

The nine people walked over, exchanged a few words with the people on the other side, and then began to climb into the train carriage one by one and start checking.

The inspection lasted for more than ten minutes, which was very careful, and the people on the other side were not impatient.

"Head, no problem."

"No problem." The people in the three carriages did not get off, but just said to the leader below.

The black man nodded, smiled, and led a few Ugandans to the pickup truck. He opened the back door and made a sign of invitation. Immediately, someone bent over and leaned in. It was obvious that he was inspecting something!

"It should be money!" Wang Zhen clenched his fists, "Get ready."

After finishing speaking, he pulled up the mask.

"Abed, move!"

With an order, three minibuses parked dozens of meters away on both sides turned around and rushed in towards the trading market.

This is a trading market with a lot of people. Such a fast speed immediately caused people to panic. Fortunately, they kept honking their horns frantically and didn't really hit anyone, but they also made the market noisy and chaotic.

The chaos here naturally attracted the attention of both parties to the transaction. Dozens of people on both sides turned to look over.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted, eight people including Wang Zhen, Donkey, Shrapnel, and Teacup pushed open the back door of the van and jumped out. The moment they landed, the M21 in Wang Zhen's hand was pressed against his shoulder. Aim at the trading parties 10 meters away and fire.

"Da Da" 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 watched

At the same time, the donkey on the other side of the van also opened fire immediately with shrapnel.

The gunshots of "ta-da" immediately rang out!

Teacup and Pliers took advantage of the suppressed firepower of Wang Zhen and quickly moved around to the other side. The five of them rushed and fought, trying to form a crossfire with Wang Zhen and wildly harvesting the drug criminals.

The sudden attack caught both parties unprepared. Within seven or eight seconds of their reaction, 12 people were killed on the spot.

On the South Soviet side, in three parked pickup trucks, more than 10 people finally realized what they were doing, picked up their guns, and were about to push open the door and jump out to fight with the attackers.

In terms of fighting will, it is ironic that the fighting will of criminals far exceeds that of the military...especially in small countries.

Criminals really dare to shoot at each other with bullets.

After firing a few shots at the pipe, beer, and pepper, he stood still, took a slight aim, and then pulled the trigger on the three pickup trucks.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

It was too close, and it was impossible for the three grenades to hit the target. A huge explosion sounded in the pickup truck. The drug criminal who opened the door and was about to get out of the car was pushed by the shock wave and fell out of the car. His whole back was bloody, and he was dizzy and tinnitus. He lost control of his body and obviously lost his fighting ability in a short period of time.

But it’s better than nothing!

There was an explosion in the car, and very little power was lost. After three rounds of grenades, Pipe shouted for cover, and then the three of them stood still and pointed their guns at the three cars and started firing in short bursts.

Be sure to take the opportunity to completely kill the people in the three cars.

Teacups and pliers stood on either side of the three people. The M21 in their hands switched to burst mode and started shooting at both parties.

Wang Zhen and Donkey on the other side also started shooting to ensure that the drug criminals who were still alive could not threaten the three smokers.

Five seconds later, Teacup and Pliers shouted in a low voice on the channel: "Reload!"

The two men quickly changed magazines while running, and the three pipe smokers turned their guns and suppressed the drug criminals with burst fire.

Three seconds later, the two of them in Teacup finished reloading, and Wang Zhen immediately shouted to reload.

At this moment, the three cars led by Abed finally rushed nearby, braked and swerved, and three or four people jumped out of the car door that had been opened long ago. There were also muzzles sticking out of the windows. The firepower suddenly reached its peak.

However, the eight people in Wangzhen cooperated tacitly, and the firepower never stopped from the beginning to the end. Most of the parties to the transaction had been killed or injured, and Abed and others were just finishing the work.

The sudden rampage of the minibus and the sudden burst of fierce gunfire caused the trading market to become chaotic. Hey guys held their heads and ran towards the houses on both sides or behind the car. No one in the entire trading market was watching. Not here.

Of course, the curious guys will still peek in to see what's going on.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly. In about two minutes from beginning to end, more than 40 people on both sides of the transaction were killed.

"Clean the battlefield." Wang Zhen ordered.

Everyone was already very skilled at this. Abed waved his hand, and more than a dozen people dispersed to pick up the weapons dropped by the deceased. A few people were responsible for guarding.

"Abed, check the truck to see if it's marijuana." Wang Zhen ordered and walked quickly towards the pickup truck.

After kicking away the two people who were killed first, he bent down and looked inside. His face was suddenly filled with smiles. On the back seat of the pickup truck were two large open suitcases, filled with stacks of U.S. dollars. , both boxes are of 100 denomination.

Judging from experience, it is more than 300 million US dollars.

In addition to the two boxes, there were several large canvas bags. Wang Zhen opened the zipper and found the same US dollars inside, but they were all in 20 denominations. He glanced at the car and saw 8 identical canvas bags.

"Not bad!" Wang Zhen smiled and zipped up the zipper. He was not in a hurry. He would have plenty of time to count when he got back.

"Head, it's marijuana." Abed sent the news.

"Very good, let's go!" Wang Zhen ordered, pulled out the pickup truck's passenger seat and got in. With so much money, he must keep an eye on it, and the donkey sat in the driver's seat.

Everyone knows what they should do.

The box truck opened the road and passed if it could. If it couldn't, it just crashed into it and forced its way out. Three trucks containing marijuana rushed out after them.

A pickup truck filled with cash followed the marijuana truck, and behind it were three minibuses watching the back roads.

Near the entrance of the market, in a pickup truck, a black man suddenly picked up a gun, pointed it at the sky and pulled the trigger, click click click...

"Get out of here, get the fuck out of here!" The pickup truck drove forward, the sound of gunshots clearing the way. The effect was much better than honking the horn...

A box truck with its front end covered in crash marks followed closely behind.

At several important intersections ahead, Wang Zhen had already arranged for people, not too many, just one or two. There were monitors and drones to monitor and direct the people. After receiving the notification, they immediately opened fire to block the intersections, allowing the entire convoy to flow basically unimpeded.

What is organized crime... ahem, what is organized action?

(End of this chapter)