Garcia was sitting in a Tiger armored vehicle, and on-site news from Pier 2 was constantly coming from the vehicle radio.
For the colonel, now that he has no reason to be caught, he can let go.
This feeling is simply wonderful for Colonel Garcia. After all, he is not a corrupt police officer, and everything he did before was just out of necessity.
Behind him was a long line of armored convoys, and Garcia knew exactly what kind of tough bandit he was facing.
To be precise, these people are fundamentally different from ordinary gangsters. According to the information he got from Qin Fei, what BOPE will face this time is no longer the vicious drug dealers in the slums, but a serious and experienced team.
An elite military squad with strict military training.
These people are the most elite members of the Qinglong Group, one of the four major operational groups in the Black Sun Organization. They possess powerful heavy firepower. There is no way to deal with them carelessly.
What puzzled Garcia the most was that the report from the commander of the BOPE unit on the front line showed that the on-site command was in a mess, and the BOPE unit sent to conduct two assaults was actually destroyed by the other party using anti-tank weapons.
A dozen people were killed or injured in the car. Due to limited manpower, they were unable to encircle Pier 2. Now they could only rely on the cooperation of ordinary patrol police and criminal police to block the breakthrough of the powerful Qinglong Group mercenaries.
However, the situation was not bad. Since the police had an absolute advantage in numbers, although the firepower was not as fierce as the Qinglong Group, they still relied on the favorable terrain to hold on.
Now, as long as the BOPE assault company led by Garcia arrives, they can launch attacks from several different directions at the same time and wipe out these lawless mercenaries in one fell swoop.
"Get to Pier 2 as fast as possible! Fastest speed!" Garcia anxiously picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted at the people inside, asking the entire convoy to speed up.
Several helicopters were already hovering in the sky at Pier 2.
Among these helicopters are some from TV stations and some from the police.
In order to get the most attractive images for the audience, the reporters worked hard, regardless of whether the firefight on the ground would affect Chiyu, and sat in helicopters to report on the scene. The photographers were even more awesome, and tied themselves directly with safety ropes.
He was hoisted out of the cabin, carrying a camera equipped with a telephoto lens, and pointed it at the ground of Pier 2 to continuously take pictures.
"We are the Rio Police Department. Please ask the helicopters of all TV stations to leave the dangerous airspace immediately! I repeat, leave the important airspace immediately! Otherwise we will take action against you!"
On one of the police helicopters, a BOPE team member wearing a black anti-terrorism uniform sat on the edge of the cabin, with an MD-2 assault rifle hanging on his chest and a loudspeaker microphone in his hand pointing at three TV stations not far away.
The helicopter waved desperately, apparently trying to drive them away from the airspace.
"The people from BOPE are here?"
On another police helicopter, a staff sergeant from the National Police Air Service looked at the heavily armed BOPE SWAT officer in anti-terrorism uniforms and helmets in the distance, and turned back to ask his colleagues sitting in the plane.
"Have new BOPE reinforcements arrived?"
"Ten minutes ago I heard that the convoy of BOPE reinforcements had set off from the headquarters. Once they arrive, the situation will be under control soon." The pilot held the joystick and said, "When they arrive, we will give them the place.
Forget it, we are not special police officers anyway."
The sergeant nodded and looked at the watch on his hand. It was already seven o'clock and the entire sky had darkened.
He loudly said: "Yes, these guys on the ground are really crazy. I have never seen gangsters who can hold on for more than four hours when surrounded by so many police. Where did these people get so much ammunition? They are simply
Come to fight."
"Who are the people under Pier 2?" another colleague couldn't help but ask.
"God knows what kind of lunatic he is!" the sergeant couldn't help but said, "Let's cooperate with BOPE to drive away those media helicopters. They are really annoying."
"That's right, get rid of them. In order to steal the camera, these guys blocked my flight path just now, which scared me into a cold sweat!" The pilot couldn't help complaining: "I'm fed up with these news.
Damn paparazzi!"
After hearing this, the sergeant also picked up the microphone of the loudspeaker and shouted to the media helicopters like the BOPE helicopters in the distance, ordering them to leave the airspace.
On the ground, outside Pier 2, outside the police cordon.
Outside the blue and yellow plastic warning tape, four TUP armored vehicles painted with white BOPE letters stopped.
The policeman responsible for guarding the cordon stepped forward and stuck out a head from the car window. The helmet, anti-terrorist uniform and body armor were all marked. He was a BOPE special police officer and his military rank was a lieutenant.
"Man, let us in! We are here for reinforcements!"
The policeman saluted. Since he was from BOPE, of course he would not stop him. It was a mess inside now, and BOPE came at the right time.
"Why are you so late!? Many brothers died inside!" The policeman couldn't help complaining.
The lieutenant shook his head and looked very helpless: "We have no choice. We just received an order from our superiors. We need to get approval from the boss of the police command center to dispatch."
The policeman nodded to express his understanding. He quickly released the cordon and let the convoy in.
When they reached the encirclement, the convoy stopped.
The lieutenant jumped out of the car and shouted around: "Who is the commander here!?"
A chubby middle-aged police officer walked up to the BOPE motorcade, accompanied by two of his men.
"I'm Major Newman, the deputy director of the Fourth Precinct, and the temporary commander here."
"We are from the second company of BOPE." The lieutenant saluted, "I am Lieutenant Linde, and I have been ordered to come and help you deal with the situation here."
"Oh! Welcome!" Major Newman pointed in the other direction of Pier 2: "You also had colleagues from a detachment over there before. They tried to attack twice, but the opponent had anti-tank weapons and they suffered heavy losses. Do you want to
Go over and discuss with them how to attack these bastards!?"
"No need, they are members of the first company. Since we are here, let us leave the matter to us. How is the situation here?" Lieutenant Linde looked very confident, and it seemed that he was indeed a special police officer with extremely high professionalism.
Major Newman's fat face was squeezed into a ball, and his head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, it's bad! So far, four of us have died and more than a dozen have been wounded."
"What's the situation inside? Do you know?" Lieutenant Lind asked.
"They are all hiding under the containers and some large machinery. They are basically invisible from the air. However, every time we send people over, they are suppressed by their powerful firepower. We don't have enough firepower to dare to fight them.
Head-on confrontation." Major Newman said: "Now I can only rely on you, I hope you are prepared!"
"Don't worry! Leave it all to us! We've brought heavy weapons here to make sure they can't eat and carry them around!" After that, he pointed to the roof of the armored vehicle.
Sure enough, each TUP armored vehicle is equipped with a 12.7MM caliber heavy machine gun on the roof.
"They have anti-tank weapons! Your vehicle cannot be roofed!" Major Newman reminded the lieutenant.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
Lieutenant Linde said as he walked towards his motorcade. When he arrived in front of the motorcade, he waved.
"Prepare!"
A SWAT team member appeared on the roof of all TUP armored vehicles, holding a dark, round thing in his hand.
"emission!"
The black guy in the hands of the BOPE team members sprayed out sparks and made a "dong dong dong" sound.