The door of the room was kicked open with a "bang", and Owen did not rush in immediately. The battle had already started for some time and had long lost its suddenness.
Sure enough, the sound of a shotgun was heard inside, and the bullets flew out of the door and hit the wall across the aisle. Ela on the other side took advantage of the gap between the opponent's shots to attack, and the scar gun's muzzle emitted flames, and the bullet accurately hit the house.
That guy's chest.
Owen took the opportunity to open fire on the other side, and the person in the room was shot again. He was already dead. Owen rushed into the room, kicked the gun away with his foot, and did not continue to shoot again. The bullet entered the guy's chest.
, leaving only a pencil-thick wound, which turned into a hole as big as a bowl when it penetrated the back.
Owen turned around and left, but his eyes fell on the hole in the wall. This hole was made by the drug dealer when he opened fire. The wooden wall was smashed, revealing what was inside, but Owen seemed to have discovered something.
He came closer, and then his expression changed drastically, followed by a foul smell.
"What's wrong?"
Ela who was outside the door saw that Owen was not coming out, so she came in to check. When she saw Owen leaning in front of the bullet hole, she also leaned over, and then she ran out of the room and hurriedly fled outside the door and vomited.
To be honest, Irving almost vomited. The picture was so shocking, and it was so smelly. What Irving just saw between the mezzanines of the wall was a corpse, a corpse wrapped in layers of plastic wrap. The corpse had turned black.
I don’t know how long it was left in there to dry.
Owen remembered the strange smell he smelled in his nose when he first came in. At first he thought it was because the place was unclean, but now that he thought about it, the smell was simply corpse odor.
The remaining rooms on the first floor were quickly cleared with the cooperation of Ghost and Bayev.
"The first floor has been cleared and the target person was not found."
The ghost announced in the earphone, and at the same time the shepherd on the second floor also said: "The second floor has been cleared, the target person was not found, and the hostages were successfully rescued."
Immediately afterwards, the sound of Holt and Ghost came from the headset. The two of them also found corpses in the mezzanine of the room, which were exactly the same as those found by Owen. As the wall was broken open, a strong smell of corpses began to spread.
The room was filled with smoke, making it impossible to stay.
"Where is Guzman? Where are the people in this photo?"
In the room on the second floor, Shepherd showed Guzman's photo to the hostage. The hostage was so frightened that his face turned pale. He also saw the corpses hidden in the wall, and naturally thought that if these people didn't come to save him,
, his final result may also be hidden in the mezzanine of a wall somewhere.
Thinking of this, the hostage's stomach felt turbulent.
"Tell me where this guy is? Do you want to go into the wall and feel it? Tell me quickly, otherwise I won't mind wrapping you in plastic wrap..."
Holt urged impatiently from the side. The hostage palpitated for a while. He pointed to the single bed next to him in a panic and said: "Where...is..."
The Phantom Team vigilantly surrounded the single bed, approached it, and then lifted it up. A tunnel appeared, and it looked like it was connected to the kitchen on the first floor.
"Damn it, there is a tunnel in the house, Guzman escaped through the tunnel..."
Shet, Owen, who had just suppressed the urge to vomit, heard the announcement in the earphone and quickly found the tunnel in the kitchen. Looking at the dark hole below, he felt uncomfortable.
Everything in the room was naturally transmitted to everyone simultaneously, and the snipers and Drug Enforcement Bureau people outside began to look around.
The previous gun battle in the house and the heavily armed police pickup trucks did not scare the people around. Now there were many people surrounding the house. These people seemed not to be afraid of being hurt by stray bullets. They all gathered around the house to watch the fun. If they hadn't been
The machine gun on the pickup truck was pointed at him, and he might have gotten closer.
The police officers from the Drug Enforcement Administration were very nervous. They didn’t know if any of these people were drug dealers, or how many of them were drug dealers. If these people broke out and launched an attack...
All the machine guns on the pickup truck were loaded, and the muzzles were pointed vaguely at the crowd. They would shoot if anything unusual happened.
Suddenly there was a gunshot and one person in the crowd fell to the ground.
Fred's voice immediately came from the headset: "I hit him, Guzman was mixed in the crowd..."
Fred's words were like a drop of water in boiling oil. Phantom Team and Omega Team quickly came out, maintaining shooting postures and approaching the crowd vigilantly. The other two sniper rifles also turned and pointed around the target Guzman.
The situation became tense. Guzman fell to the ground, struggling in pain. Frederic had just hit his leg, and there was a vacuum around him.
Two Drug Enforcement Administration officers approached vigilantly, handcuffed Guzman, and then pulled him up. During this process, whether it was Omega, Phantom, sniper, or other Drug Enforcement Police officers, they were extremely nervous, fearing that there would be others in the crowd.
There are associates of Guzman.
Fortunately, nothing unusual happened. Guzman struggled and cursed in Spanish, but the two anti-narcotics police officers ignored him and carried him back quickly.
Suddenly, Guzman pulled off the mask of one of the anti-narcotics policemen during his struggle. The entire face of the anti-narcotics policeman was exposed to the crowd of onlookers. The exposed anti-narcotics policeman panicked, eagerly pulled back the mask, and then fired the butt of his gun.
He hit Guzman hard on the face. Guzman was beaten until his face was covered with blood, but he was unable to resist and was dragged back to the motorcade by the two men.
After catching Guzman, the convoy restarted and quickly left this place of right and wrong. After all, this is Mexico and the home of the Sanchez Group. This time they took a fast route, notifying the destination after entering Mexico. They did not wait until the attack
Only now did Mexico know that the person they wanted to arrest was Guzman. All this was to prolong the reaction time of Sanchez's side. Now the people in Sanchez's group must have got the news, but as long as they enter the U.S. border before they react, they will be fine.
From now on, the two sides will compete for speed.
The convoy was speeding along, and this time they chose the nearest route. There was a quarrel in Spanish from the car radio. No one in Omega understood Spanish. Ela explained from the side: "The anti-narcotics police officer just now
His mask was taken off, his appearance must have been recorded, and he was afraid for the safety of himself and his family."
Everyone was silent for a while. They sympathized with the policeman, but there was nothing they could do. They could only pray that the time just now was short and no one remembered his appearance. Perhaps, it would be a good choice to take him and his family to the United States, but it was a pity that they did not.
this right.
FAK!!!
Ela punched the steering wheel in displeasure, the atmosphere in the car froze, and Guzman behind him suddenly burst into laughter.
"He is dead. No one can save him, not even you Americans..."
Guzman's tone was arrogant, and without Owen's instructions, Bayev's big fist had already hit his face.