My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 925: Sweating Profusely ([-]-in-[-])

With the help of night vision goggles, the left field of view is full of green.

On the right, only black shadows were seen flashing.

One after another, figures moved forward like ghosts.

Delta, who was walking in front, could clearly be seen on the left. Everyone quickly came to the entrance of the cave that was as tall as one person. He was walking in the front and saw him pull out a dagger from his leg and touch it in.

In the tunnel, there are two spots of light.

I could still vaguely hear complaints, but they were in Spanish and I couldn't understand them.

The meaning is quite different, he must also be talking about things on duty.

"Sigh~"

There was a sound of water mist spraying, and two light spots disappeared one after another.

Listening to the voice in the headset, the following people quickly followed, going down the steps, and soon smelled the smell of blood.

Two corpses slumped to the ground.

It looked particularly scary in the dark tunnel.

Kate, who was walking in front of her, stopped for a moment and looked back.

Her nervous face glowed green in the night vision goggles.

Ethan patted her shoulder and motioned her to move forward. Fortunately, he couldn't see what he looked like now. He couldn't imagine that green image.

Go down the steps for a while and pass a corpse.

Ahead, a dazzling light appeared.

After turning the corner, Ethan immediately lifted up the night vision device.

Under the main passage, light bulbs are installed on the wall every few meters, emitting a dim light.

Several deltas squatted against the wall. They remained motionless, waiting for the next step of action. Two forks appeared in front of them, one on the left and one on the right. These people stayed quietly in front of the forks.

Kate froze when she saw the fork.

According to today's map clues, there should be only one road to the left.

The bearded man is like a door god, guarding the passage on the right.

She was still in a daze, but she continued to move forward.

But when he came to the bearded man, he was stopped by Ethan and pushed aside to squat down.

In just a short while, her forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Boom."

Ethan lightly tapped her helmet, but said nothing. He just carried the M4 with a muffler and continued walking forward. When the bearded man saw him coming, he immediately stepped aside.

The action order Luo Xihu received was to guard the passage on the right and only allow two people to pass.

Although I don’t know what the other party wants to do, it is definitely not ordinary.

"Kill those motherfuckers."

When Ethan passed by, he nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration: "You must be fine."

"Thank you."

After whispering his thanks, Ethan rushed to the left.

Sandro, who was behind, quickly followed suit. The subtle footsteps of the two people gradually faded away and soon disappeared from sight.

"Fake."

Kate's heart was beating wildly, and she cursed secretly and was about to get up.

With only two people, it was too dangerous in her opinion, and Ethan needed support.

"do not move."

Reggie, who was standing next to her, grabbed her and whispered: "We have our mission, he has his mission, you don't even know what he is going to do."

"Even if I go over, what can I do to help?"

These guys are mysterious, and that department is also known for its mystery.

To be honest, Reggie didn't want her to follow him.

If you are not careful, you can easily get involved in some conspiracy incidents.

Ordinary people don't know how to die.

Kate gritted her teeth, remembering what Ethan had just said to her, she breathed out gently and looked across.

On the opposite side, Matt was also leaning against the wall, staring at the light bulb above his head with bright eyes.

The atmosphere at the scene was particularly suffocating.

Everyone was nervously waiting for Matt's order. Without his words, no action could be taken now.

"Pfft~~~"

The dull sound of gunfire came from the tunnel on the right.

This sound made everyone present tremble. Matt immediately waved his attack gesture, and the Deltas quickly rushed to the left.

Kate and Reggie saw this and quickly followed.

When she came to the fork, she glanced at the man with a beard. He was expressionless and stuck in this position.

The gunshots suddenly became violent, and Kate couldn't think too much at this time.

She picked up her gun and plunged into the tunnel on the left.

All the way along the tunnel, the surrounding walls are reinforced with iron mesh and steel frames to prevent sudden collapse.

From time to time there was the sound of dripping water, and there was a stuffy smell in the air.

When we got here, there were no guards on the road.

Some distance further, when he heard noisy conversations and urgings, Ethan stopped and waited for Sandro to step forward.

The two looked at each other and turned off the communication system in unison.

What happens next is inconvenient for others to hear.

"It's telling them to work faster."

Sandro knew that he couldn't understand Spanish, so he explained in a low voice: "The appointed time is coming soon. If we can't send it in time, everyone will be in trouble."

"Ah."

Ethan smiled and nodded: "Then we really have to hurry up."

On the radar, there were eight people.

The group of people were all gathered together, moving back and forth like a nest of ants.

In this case, it is convenient to do it yourself.

Picking up the M4 and walking slowly up the steps, my sight suddenly opened up. There was a warehouse-like place above, and several people carrying guns were carrying things to a car.

This is a police SUV, painted in white and green.

The seats in the back have been removed, and piles of items wrapped in red plastic are piled on top.

There are still a few pallets left on the ground.

Several people inside were sweating profusely from moving.

Standing beside him was a bald man in uniform with a badge hanging on his shoulder. He was smoking happily, but when he looked at the pile of things in front of him, there was no desire in his eyes.

Some things cannot be touched.

Being able to be arranged to escort these things, everyone in his family is naturally under the control of the sole trader.

Ethan slowly stretched out his gun and looked at the group of people with a sneer.

Arranging law enforcement officers to transport unique products and proprietorships can be considered creative. They are often undefended inside and can do anything easily.

Next to him, Sandro also walked up.

The group of people were so busy that they didn't notice anything strange at all.

No one could have imagined that someone would break in quietly in the safest place.

"Hey~"

Ethan put his finger on the trigger and whistled loudly at the gang.

This voice was a little teasing.

Some people looked over blankly, while others became stiff.

What he saw were two tiny flames.

"Puff puff~"

Ethan and Sandro opened fire together, and the warheads flew to the group of people in an instant, tearing their clothes to pieces, and blood mist exploded in groups.

The two of them strode forward while firing wildly.

The empty cartridge cases that were thrown clinked and fell.

The trigger was pulled quickly, killing all seven people in just two or three seconds.

There was no chance to react, and the sounds of falling to the ground were heard one after another. "Huh~"

The bald man stood there blankly, subconsciously blowing out smoke from his mouth.

"puff."

Ethan moved the muzzle of the gun downward and pulled the trigger fiercely.

A wisp of warm liquid splashed and fell on the bald man's face, and he blinked slowly several times.

Sandro stared at him with cold eyes. The gun in his hand made the guy dare not move, as if he would spray out fatal bullets at any time and take away his extremely fragile life in an instant.

The sound didn't stop, and the shots kept coming.

After sending a bullet to everyone lying on the ground, Ethan lowered the muzzle of his gun.

"I look at this guy."

Too lazy to calculate how many bullets were left, he pulled out the empty magazine and loaded the spare one: "Go and check it, otherwise you will be easily shot."

"Get down."

The last words were said to the bald man.

The other party could still hear some simple words clearly. The guy threw away the cigarette in a hurry and lay on the ground with his head in his hands.

He looked at the people lying beside him and the blood spreading.

His breathing became rapid and his eyes were squeezed shut.

Sandro didn't have any objection, and quickly started searching along the warehouse with his gun in hand.

Seeing him doing useless work, Ethan shrugged.

It was clear on the radar whether there was anyone else inside, but if he didn't get Sandro out of the way, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. There was no time to have too much money.

Inside the police car, there were loads of packages.

Well, if you don’t take it, you won’t get it.

Take it from the people, use it for the people, and you can be considered a people~
Thinking of this, Ethan chuckled.

Staring at the guy lying on the ground, he walked over quickly, grabbed the package with both hands, and squeezed it hard.

Very familiar, it feels like a bunch of money coded together.

According to the information provided by Guillermo, the left side is usually used to transport unique items, while the right side is used to transport valuables, cash, cash, cash and the like.

After confirming that it was not flour, he immediately collected it into the space.

While collecting it, he lifted it to the ground.

Heavy objects were dropped all over the factory, so there was no need to take the money with them.

After a while, Matt will bring someone over to receive it.

"Confirmed."

Sandro walked over quickly with a gun in hand: "There shouldn't be anyone else inside."

"very good."

Ethan looked at the vacated car body, clapped his hands, and closed the tailgate with a bang: "Very good, let's go then."

Grinning, the sun is shining brightly.

"Boom."

He turned around and kicked the guy lying on the ground again: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead."

"Ah~"

After a cry of pain, the Mexican policeman climbed up and was still mumbling something.

Sandro put the silencer on his neck, and the guy instantly became honest.

"Look, this isn't personal."

Sandro pulled out the gun from his waist and threw it away, saying in Spanish: "I need you to continue doing what you were doing and take these things to see Diaz, do you understand?"

"Diaz?"

The Mexican policeman's forehead was dripping with sweat. He raised his hands and said, "I don't know who you are."

"This is my well-intentioned suggestion. Those people are not to be messed with."

"Me too."

Sandro held the gun in his hand and pushed it hard: "Do you want to give it a try?"

Hearing this, the bald man shook his head quickly.

There is no need to try this kind of thing.

At Sandro's signal, the bald man got into the driver's seat with great confusion. Ethan quickly got into the back seat and pressed the muzzle of his gun against the back of the seat.

As for Sandro, he was squatting on the passenger footrest.

He raised his pistol and pointed it diagonally at the opponent's abdomen:

"Never do anything stupid."

"Believe me, if you don't cooperate, you will be the first person to die."

"understood."

The bald man took a deep breath, started the vehicle, and slowly drove out of the factory.

When he came outside, Ethan looked to the left.

Rapid gunfire rang out over there. Judging from the situation, the fighting should be in full swing. I hope they can take it successfully.

This gunshot also attracted the attention of the bald man.

The sound like fried beans kept ringing, which made his heart suddenly sink.

The sweat on my head came more quickly.

But at this time, he had no choice but to do what these people wanted. As the steering wheel turned, the vehicle drove onto the road, leaving the sound of gunfire far behind.

Inside the car, it was unusually quiet.

In my ears, I could only hear the wind noise of the moving car.

Thick clouds blocked the stars and the moon, and the Mexican night was as thick as ink. Only the front of the vehicle was illuminated like daylight.

After driving quietly for more than ten minutes, the bald man began to speak.

Sandro exchanged a few words with him, then nodded to Ethan:

"The joint will be there soon."

Ethan silently lowered the window, put one foot on the seat, and raised the M4 in his hand at an angle, ready to explode at any time.

A few minutes later, I saw the light of the car lights ahead.

There was a Ford van parked on the wasteland next to the highway.

Several people were standing at the front of the car, each with a sturdy figure, scarlet light spots emerging from their hands from time to time, and puffs of smoke puffing out.

One of them was wearing an exquisite silver suit.

Black curly hair, shiny.

When he saw the police car appearing in his field of vision, he immediately raised one hand and shook it back and forth.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, this person was none other than Diaz.

It was also the person Kate wanted to get rid of. They exploded together and killed three Phoenix SWAT police officers. More than 30 bodies were found in just one house.

This guy is absolutely ruthless.

Looking at the slowly approaching police car, Diaz bit his cigar proudly.

No matter who wants to attack him this time, as long as the things in the car are there, he will have all his men and weapons. At the worst, he will have to change his business location.

As long as we can supply goods, there will be no shortage of market there.

"puff."

In the quiet night, the sound of gunshots was particularly obvious.

A splash of blood splashed on his face and wiped out the cigar. Diaz stood blankly, unable to react for a moment.

"boom."

Another low gunshot sounded, and the head of the man standing next to him exploded with a bang.

Diaz's hair stood on end and he ran back.

"Puff puff~"

As soon as the vehicle approached, Ethan hooked his feet on the base of the chair in front of him, leaned out, and fired wildly at the few people standing.

Bullets flew out, killing two people one after another.

The muzzle of the gun was deflected, and despite the silencer, the flames were still visible, constantly devouring the lives in front of them.

There were two more people left, and they quickly touched the back of their waists.

A few more bullets followed, like the autumn wind sweeping aside fallen leaves, knocking them all over.

(End of this chapter)