Los Zetas was a little angry because the powerful Zetas gang had suffered a setback. With a steady stream of support from Brooklyn, the Zetas gang's control over Lower Manhattan was getting stronger and stronger.
There are always some people in the city who refuse to obey the great Mr. Los Zetas.
For example, those guys who occupy the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, those guys who are entrenched near the New York Police Department Headquarters, and those guys who are guarding Canal Street. These people are so annoying!
There is a huge amount of gold in the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, a large amount of professional police equipment in the police headquarters, and a large population in the Canal Street. These are what the Zetas gang wants.
Los Zetas wanted to clear these obstacles. Last night, he sent his capable subordinate José to persuade the stubborn elements in Canal Street to surrender. At the same time, he also sent his own people to attack the police headquarters. All ended in failure.
Victor Hugo from Guinea Street said so in person, but in the middle of the night he beat up the people Mr. Los Zetas sent to put pressure on him. And the dozen or so buildings near the police headquarters were also extremely difficult to deal with.
Chew, after losing hundreds of people, the Zetas gangsters are no longer stupid and are unwilling to attack again.
Just when Los Zetas was angry, the Zetas gang obtained new equipment. Six armored vehicles converted from ordinary trucks drove over from Brooklyn. Although these vehicles were shabby, Mr. Zetas still
Overjoyed, he couldn't wait to show off his new toy to his opponents.
"Smooth them down for me..." Los Zetas thought for a while and felt that the homemade armored vehicles were of no use in destroying solid buildings, but they were more effective in dealing with the low buildings in Guinea Street. "Smooth them down Victor."
.That bastard Hugo, how dare he refuse to obey me. I want him to cry and kneel down in front of me, begging for my forgiveness!”
There were six armored vehicles in the formation. The members of the Zetas gang were overjoyed and immediately worked hard to clear the road to the Kennedy District. But Zhou Qingfeng watched these armored vehicles getting closer and closer and couldn't help but frown.
"This won't work. Six cars are coming. We all have to run away with our lives." Zhou Qingfeng pointed his gun at several gang members who were moving away the roadblock, and immediately pulled the trigger.
With the advantage of being at a commanding height, the distance was only more than 300 meters. Zhou Qingfeng used the semi-automatic mode to shoot very steadily, and he brought out the high accuracy of the SACR rifle. After half the magazine was emptied, the gang members clearing the roadblock fell to the ground.
Three, and two or three others were shot and wounded, and were crying loudly on the ground.
Originally, thousands of gang members blocked almost half of the street, but once there were casualties in the front, the people behind immediately dispersed. Several armored vehicles in the rear had no idea what was happening in front. Seeing the chaos in the crowd, they rushed towards the surrounding people.
Indiscriminate shooting of buildings.
With the sound of gunshots, shouts of people, and the sound of broken glass, the whole street immediately became more lively than a vegetable market. Zhou Qingfeng began to shoot at the gap in the steel plate on the driver's seat of the homemade armored vehicle, but missed several shots.
David Lawrence took off the M16A2 he was carrying and aimed at the tires of the first homemade armored vehicle. After two shots, the opponent's tires burst.
"The shot was pretty accurate, but the opponent started to fight back." Zhou Qingfeng complained and quickly left the window. The m16a2 was not equipped with a silencer, and the gunfire attracted all the enemy's firepower. The wall they had just been on quickly
He was beaten all over.
David Lawrence did not take it seriously, "It will be a matter of time. The enemy is not stupid. This road will not work. They will find another way. So we have to leave this building and intercept them in another place."
Zhou Qingfeng quickly informed the tough girl who was covering nearby, "Katrina, we have to leave here. The Zetas gangsters are very imaginative. They got a few trucks with welded steel plates. We have to find a way to get these trucks."
The car was destroyed."
"Understood, we can go around behind them." Catalina replied on the radio.
After returning to the first floor from the eighth floor, Zhou Qingfeng was about to come out of the building. He quickly walked to the entrance of the corridor, but stopped again, first carefully looking at the street outside the building. Then when he was half exposed at the entrance of the corridor
When he opened his face, the wall he was leaning on suddenly burst, and sharp stone chips hit his face. A bullet grazed his cheek and took away a large piece of flesh.
Zhou Qingfeng screamed in severe pain and hurriedly leaned back to avoid it. David Lawrence, who was following behind, dragged him back with force, while keeping his gun on guard.
"What happened?"
"There are snipers."
Half of Zhou Qingfeng's face was covered in blood. He quickly took out the hemostatic bandage from the first aid kit. But before bandaging it, he endured the severe pain and touched the scars on his face with his fingers. After estimating the ballistic trajectory, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "
It should be the sniper team on the court building, but the location has been changed. They are staying on the street outside this time. They are about a hundred meters away from us."
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng's life was not in danger, David Lawrence immediately called to Catalina: "We were blocked by a sniper team. Victor was injured and cannot join you now. You can find a way to lead the search."
The team leaves.”
"No, the search team will stay." Zhou Qingfeng said bitterly: "Let the search team be divided into two groups and outflank the court building from both sides. The sniper team may have moved, but they can't run far."
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng still competing with the sniper team outside, David Lawrence had to remind him: "If you do this, many people in the search team will die."
"Uncle, would you not let your soldiers fight in order to save their lives on the battlefield?" Zhou Qingfeng had already tied half of his face with a hemostatic bandage, but the blood seeped into his collar, making him look like a
A bloody man with a vicious spirit.
"But they are not real soldiers."
"I'm not a real soldier either! But if my head had stuck out half a centimeter more just now, you would have had no choice but to cross yourself over my corpse."
With a gloomy face, Zhou Qingfeng called the correspondent of the search team on the individual radio and ordered them to divide into two teams and surround the Criminal Court Building. After the order was issued, he began to eat a lot and drink water.
"Victor, what have you gone through to become what you are now? You have never yelled at others before, let alone ignored other people's lives. I have always thought you are a very good young man." David.
Lawrence was very puzzled.
"Really? When you found out that I secretly took private photos of your wife, you even shouted that you were going to kill me. Did you also think that I was pretty good at that time?" Zhou Qingfeng had already stuffed several chocolate energy bars into his mouth as he spoke.
He has strong self-healing ability, and the cost is to eat more and drink more.
David Lawrence paused for a moment and said: "I admit that I was mad at the time. You shouldn't have taken those photos. But I asked Rachel later and you didn't do anything unfriendly to her. In fact, I was young
Sometimes I also like to look at other people's beautiful women, I can forgive you."
"Thank you for your forgiveness, but I can never go back to the way I was before, and the world will never go back to the way it was before, and you can't go back to the way it was before either." Zhou Qingfeng took out morphine from the first aid kit and gave it to himself.
After an injection. After the pain subsided, he stood up again and said coldly: "Uncle Lawrence, admit the reality!"