The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 152 Very insulting

It was already dark in the night and the warehouse was brightly lit.

With handfuls of AK, AR and shotguns placed on the shelves, everyone was choosing the most handy weapon.

Standing in front of the whiteboard, Ayala finished drawing a simple architectural floor plan according to the information provided by Ramirez.

Camilla, who had changed into a black combat uniform, pulled out the saber at her waist, pointed to the floor plan, and said to her subordinates: "Brothers, there are only two targets, one man and one woman, but don't underestimate them, both dogs, men and women are A top-notch player with a gun."

She did not find a photo of Hawke Osmon, and fixed the poster of Erica Ferguson in the newspaper to the side of the whiteboard: "This is one of the targets. I don't ask to capture it alive, just kill it."

A big beard said, "This girl is so spicy."

"Her shooter is more spicy than her figure!" Camilla reminded him to boost morale: "Kill any of Erica Ferguson or Hawk Osmon, and in addition to the basic reward, you will get another $2 million in bonus. ”

As soon as these words were said, more than a dozen strong men became short of breath.

In a place like Mexico, thousands of dollars are enough to work hard.

Camilla pointed to the back door of the floor plan and said to the bearded man: "Quevas, you take 7 people to attack from behind to prevent them from running away, and others follow me into the main door."

She looked at a bald man: "Cesco, you lead a team of people to attack the garage from here, and the rest of them followed me to attack the main entrance of the villa."

"Yes!" These people responded neatly.

Camilla brought all the elites this time. Before entering the Mule Gang, she also had a common identity, the Mexican anti-drug police.

As Campos said to Hawke, the reason why many people do this job in Mexico is to have the capital to change careers and become dealers.

Everyone had already chosen the weapon, and Camilla picked up his AR and emphasized: "Remember, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Ayala added: "After succeeding, retreat in the second plan. If someone is caught by LAPD, remember what to say, your family will live a prosperous life."

The group of outlaws got on several cars, including two trucks with higher bodies.

Ayala took a man and drove to the entrance security booth first. With his ability to make money and fake reporter tags, he walked in together.

Just as the security guard was counting money, the two of them suddenly attacked and sent the security guard to God to count the money.

Several cars drove into Yinhu Community and took advantage of the night to come to the target villa, and two trucks with higher bodies leaned against the wall.

On the second floor of the villa, the lights are on in the master bedroom.

Hawk, who had just finished his marksmanship, put on shorts after taking a shower, came behind Erica who was blowing her hair, and said, "Your mom asked me a few days ago."

Erica looked back and said, "I heard from my mom that she is ready to invest in your new company."

Hawke suddenly heard a vibration, a warning from the security system that the villa was being invaded.

He typing on the computer keyboard in the room, and the surveillance screen appeared on the screen.

Under the concealed surveillance camera, several cars were parked in front of and behind the villa's courtyard wall, two of which were parked in front of the wall, and several gunmen flipped out of the truck and entered the courtyard.

In this short period of time, Erica turned off the hair dryer, took off the leather ring on her wrist, and tied her hair.

Hawke opened the cabinet near the computer, took out the tactical vest, and threw it to Erica. He put on another piece as fast as possible, took out the AR15 on one side of the drawer, and handed it to Erica first. Take out another handful.

There were three AR magazines on the tactical vests of the two, a Glock pistol, a headset, a sabre and a simple gas mask.

In a moment, Hawke and Erica had already been armed and installed flame-relieving devices on the spear.

"The target is more than twenty people, and they are attacked from front to back." Hawke reminded: "You are behind and I am ahead."

Erica left the room with no unnecessary nonsense with her gun.

In the middle of her running quickly, she had already called the 911 police call: "I am Detective Police Chief Erica Ferguson, police number... At 10 residences in Silver Lake Community, I was attacked by more than 20 heavily armed gangsters, asking for support! Please send SWAT support as fast as possible! ”

The LAPD Parker Center was immediately alarmed, and the Air Support Division and SWAT (D), which belong to the Special Operations Agency, sounded alarms.

But it takes time for them to come, and Hawke and Erica have to withstand it.

Erica opened the north-facing multi-window house and rushed in quickly. She came to a window near a window. Her fingers hit the keyboard. The surveillance screen appeared on the computer screen. Infrared thermal imaging was activated, and the figures of the 8 people were clearly visible.

She put on her headset and said, "I have 8."

"13 people in the front yard," Hawke said.

Near the front yard wall, two soft ladders fell, including Camilla, and 13 fully armed men in black entered one after another.

The villa is very quiet, and the largest window on the second floor is always on.

Camilla pointed left and right, and Sesco led a few people to the front quickly.

Ayala leaned against a lamppost and waved her hand: "Fernando, shock!"

The man and woman of dogs are very skilled and skilled, and they prepared a big gift.

The strong man, who was 1.9 meters tall, took two people forward and touched him.

Fernando was carrying a large-caliber shotgun that was enough to blow away ordinary bulletproof glass.

The other two took off the bombshell from the high price on their waists.

On the second floor, Hawke said, "Note, I'm going to turn on the lights."

Erica responded: “Received.”

Hawke pressed the remote control, and while the lights on the bedroom on the second floor went out, dazzling lights lit up in the front and back yards, just like noon during the day.

The security system has also been fully launched.

Suddenly, the night turned from night to day, and the people in the courtyard were unable to adapt for a while, so they subconsciously closed their eyes.

Some people shot in self-defense in front.

The gunshots started and hit the walls and glass on the first and second floors, blocking the attack.

Hawke had already set up an AR15 in front of the window, within 50 meters of distance. The armed men in black were no different from the fixed targets on the shooting range.

He almost didn't need to aim, and with the feeling brought by long-term gun practice, he pointed his muzzle at the tallest strong man. Bang bang bang!

The crisp gunshot sounded, and three blood flowers exploded in Fernando's wide chest and abdomen.

He fell to the ground without even screaming.

The two of them followed him wanted to lie down, and one of them felt something stepping on his feet. A not-so-obvious electric shock sounded, and a burst of smoke came out from his head.

In the final consciousness, I found that my companion, who was not far away, had a head exploded like a rotten watermelon.

The muzzle moved, and Hawke shot repeatedly, and the smoke-filled man on his head was shot in the chest, and he fell straight down.

The rest were looking for cover, some hiding behind trees, some hiding behind decorated stone sculptures, and some lying on the ground.

After this brief adjustment, their eyes were about to adapt to the lights. They picked up their guns one by one and fired at the place where the gunshots on the second floor and the lights on the top floor.

The bullet flew over and hit the window, crackling loudly.

Large spider-web-like cracks appeared on the glass, and all of them were not broken immediately.

Hawke had already hid behind the brick and concrete walls and flashed to another window.

"Lights, kill those lights." Camilla commanded loudly, and raised her gun to shoot. AR's bullet hit the top floor lampshade, but the light did not go out.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

She cursed herself: "The **** living here are all perverts!"

Ayala hid behind a thick tree and saw the situation on the glass with the help of the light. The pair of dogs and men were really perverted and actually used bulletproof glass!

Then, he found that the situation was not right and the gunshots were too sparse.

Some people didn't shoot!

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.

Behind a stone sculpture, someone screamed.

This guy is very military literate. At the moment when the gunshots sounded, even if his eyes were stimulated by light, he couldn't see clearly for a while, and still jumped behind the stone sculpture with his memory.

He lay on the ground, picked up the gun and wanted to shoot, but suddenly he found something under him shook.

The metal crown on the top of the stone sculpture shook slightly, and a ball embedded on it fell down and exploded in the air.

The sound is not loud, the power is average, and the insulting is very strong.

The ball contains ultra-high concentration of chili oleoresin and capsaicin used in anti-wolf spray.

The liquid exploded and fell on the Mexican's body, hands, face, and flew into his eyes.

That feeling is even more uncomfortable than a policeman squirting his face.

The man screamed and subconsciously wiped his eyes. The one on his hand touched his eyes, making it even more uncomfortable.

His body was out of control and his head was exposed from behind the statue.

Just under Ayala's gaze, the man was shot in the head, ending all the pain.

Almost at the same time, another man wanted to rush behind the stone platform. After running a few steps, the man fell and fell into a pit that suddenly appeared.

At the bottom of the pit, one sharp steel brazing after another flashed with a cold light.

This man suddenly became more than a dozen more concise.

Ayala couldn't figure out the situation for a moment and her body pressed against the tree trunk.

On the branches above, a package was opened, and a soft net tied with metal wire and counterweight **** fell down, covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters.

There was a fatal gunman on the second floor. Ayala heard the rumbling sound of wind on her head and did not dare to hide, so she reached out to hug her head.

The net fell down and touched Ayala's skin. The electric sparks flashed. Ayala turned her head hard and looked at Kamila, but she didn't see her beloved and fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang—

The fatal AR sounded three times in a row, hitting Ayala in the chest and one shot in the neck.

Five or six meters away, Kamila, who was hiding behind the base of the lamp pole, watched Ayala's head, leaving only a small half of her neck connected to her body, staring at her eyes split.

She picked up her gun, pointed it at the window on the second floor, and fired repeatedly.

But the other party hid in the dark, even the glass is bulletproof, how can he fight?

Gunshots and screams also came from the backyard of the villa.

Her people are being slaughtered!

This is completely different from what I expected.

What is expected is to sneak in and launch a thunder strike. Even if it is discovered, it can still kill the man and woman with the advantage of numbers and firepower.

Just as this thought came to Camilla's mind, Sesco on the other side caught fire on his left leg and rolled out to extinguish the flames.

Under the bright light, even if the target with flames is rolling, it is just a side dish for Hawk hiding in the dark.

He quickly moved the muzzle, yelling with the gunshots while helping the target to eliminate pain.

After three shots of bang bang bang, the target could not feel the burning of the flames and let the flames burn on his body torso.

He nodded with a convulsion, as if he was silently grateful.

Several people who were still alive in the front yard raised their guns and pointed them at the second floor and shot wildly.

But there are many windows on the second floor and all of them are bulletproof glass. Hawke is in the dark and is condescending, and he controls the field steadily.

He changed his position, and shot out the magazine in one breath when the gun flames were lit up.

A Mexican guy holding an AR fell to the ground.

Hawke changed the magazine and frowned slightly.

The handmade products are not perfect, and some security agencies are not touched or activated after triggering.

There is still a lot to improve.

(End of this chapter)