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Next, William Horton called Henry and Grace over, showed them the photos taken by the drone, and informed them of the situation he had sent people to observe.

“I will lead the main attack, Henry will be responsible for the support, Grace, you are familiar with the terrain, you take people to the back to prevent them from escaping. I sent people to observe, there are a total of ten people, six workers, four guards, no automatic weapons, all pistols…”

Henry said seriously: “No problem…”

Grace said coldly: “I will not let a Mexican pig that pollutes my land go…”

Henry led Locke back to the car, and Matthew immediately fed back the information that Andy had just conveyed to Henry.

Henry nodded and said, “William said the same thing, so it shouldn’t be a big problem. This time we will still support, William will attack, everyone cheer up, don’t be careless, bullets don’t have eyes, think about your wives and children…”

Matthew and the other two were speechless, Matthew complained, “Fuck, it’s always the same sentence, can’t you change it?”

Henry said seriously, “It’s OK if it works, think more about your wife and children, if you die, the cowboys on the farm will fuck your wife and let your children call him daddy, so be fucking careful, be careful, I don’t want to bury you with my own hands…”

“Fuck…”

Matthew and the other two’s faces suddenly became solemn, as if they saw this scene, and replied in unison, “Got it!”

Henry said in a deep voice, “That’s it, don’t be like those idiots, they really think they are going hunting!”

Locke was listening to Henry’s pre-war mobilization and was very surprised. Although the words were rough, they were very inspiring. He felt that he underestimated his uncle.

Henry turned his head and looked at Locke again, “You kid, be careful. If something happens to you, Marian will kill me!” Locke also looked serious and nodded, “Don’t worry, I won’t let you die!” Henry gave him a middle finger and waved his hand, “Get in the car!” After getting in the car, he showed his true colors and asked with a smug look on his face, “How is it? Do you think what I said just now is very good?” Locke nodded and said, “It’s rough but true, it’s really the truth! It’s very inspiring!” If anyone of Matthew died, his wife would not be able to leave the farm with the children. It is likely that she would find a cowboy stepfather on the farm. Henry started the pickup truck, stepped on the gas and caught up with the car in front, and smiled, “Your father taught me!” Locke was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect Todd, who looked gentle and elegant, to be able to say such a rough truth. Soon, more than a dozen cars drove towards the greenhouse at Grace Farm. The three cars of Grace Farm separated from the convoy when they arrived at the greenhouse. They were going to block them from the rear. William Horton drove the car directly to the entrance of the greenhouse, and it seemed that he was ready to catch the other party off guard. Before the car stopped, the livestock police and the cowboys of Horton Farm who got off the car first rushed to the entrance of the greenhouse with guns. The cowboys were all wearing hoods and had no cooperation.

Henry parked the car and put on the hood while complaining: “These bastards are always like this, not afraid of accidents…”

“biu…”

“biu…”

“biu…”

“biu…”

…

Locke had already put on the hood, and was about to get off the car when he saw the livestock police and cowboys who had just rushed to the greenhouse actually running back, rolling and crawling. Several of them were shot, and blood was coming out of their arms and thighs.

“Retreat, retreat…”

“Fuck, they have AK47!”

“William was shot!”

“…”

Locke’s heart was lifted instantly, and he shouted to Henry: “Get out of the car, pay attention to hide!”

The uncle and nephew bent down to get out of the car, and a volley of bullets shattered the greenhouse glass and shot towards their car, shooting through the windshield and the seat.

As soon as Henry got out of the car, he shouted to Matthew and the other three behind him: “Get out of the car, hide!”

“biu…”

“biu…”

“biu…”

…

At the door of the greenhouse, livestock police and cowboys were shot down by drug dealers chasing them from behind, which was very tragic.

As soon as Locke got out of the car, he fought back directly, first shooting the drug dealer who shot at them in the head, and then shooting the two drug dealers who shot at the fleeing cowboys at the door twice.

As soon as another drug dealer showed his head and wanted to shoot, he was shot in the head again.

The action was done in one go, like flowing water. Every shot killed a person, and it was a headshot. It all happened in a flash, so fast that everyone seemed to be suspended and could not react.

After clearing out the drug dealers that could be seen, Locke directly walked towards the greenhouse with the AR-15 over the muttering wounded.

Henry was stunned by Locke’s series of shots. Seeing him walk out, he was so scared that his scalp numbed and shouted: “Locke, what are you doing!”

“biu…”

A drug dealer emerged from the leaves, and Locke shot him in the head again as if by reflex, shouting, “Henry, call a rescue helicopter…”

Locke walked directly into the greenhouse, and saw green leaves one by one. He bent his body and slowly sneaked in. Suddenly, half a shoe came into view. He shot it without hesitation and quickly moved to another place.

Soon a body fell to the ground, and the blood on the body was gushing out.

Locke changed another direction and sneaked in. He calculated in his heart that this was the sixth one. He held his breath and concentrated, and used his sneaking skills to the extreme.

“Swish! ”

Hearing the movement on the left, Locke turned his body to the side, and another burst of bullets shot over, directly penetrating the leaves and emptying the magazine.

“Bang”

Although he hadn’t seen anyone yet, he could hear the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Just as Locke was about to change the magazine, a drug dealer jumped out of the leaves next to him, holding a G17 in his hand and trying to shoot him.

But Locke was faster than him. While dodging, he pulled out the M1911 on his thigh and shot him in the head again. After rolling on the ground twice, he quickly changed his position, bent down and stood still, while inserting the M1911 back into the holster, he changed the magazine for the AR15.

His breathing was still steady. L4’s pistol, L3’s rifle, and L4’s mixed martial arts made him almost invincible in this level of combat.

Eighth!

Damn, they were all guarded by drug dealers, and the intelligence said that there were only four people holding Guns guard.

Well, maybe there are more than ten people.

No matter how many people are left, Locke doesn’t want to play hide-and-seek with them, and plans to make a quick decision.

He sped up and weaved through the leaves. Suddenly, there was a sound behind him and a gunshot from the left. He immediately fired a volley.

“Bang”

Another drug dealer fell down, and then a terrified voice sounded. It was Spanish with a heavy accent, but Locke had a talent for languages ​​and still understood it.

“Don’t kill me, I surrender…”

“Don’t kill me, I surrender…”

“…”

Locke followed the sound quietly and found a drug dealer lying on the ground with his body prostrated, and a Smith-Wesson 625 revolver was thrown two meters away.

He observed and found that there was no ambush. He asked in Spanish with a Mexican accent: “How many people do you have?”

The drug dealer on the ground trembled and replied: “16…”

Locke quickly moved his position, changed his position, and asked again: “Where are the other 6 people? ”

The drug dealer was silent for two seconds, and replied: “They are growers, locked in the storage room…”

Locke has realized that this illegal grow shop is different from the one Henry and his team cleared before, and asked again: “What’s the name? Which gang is it from? How many grow sheds like this are there in Lebeck?”