Listening to Patrick's story, Owen was somewhat impressed. The anti-drug environment in Mexico is very harsh, with government officials and ordinary people all entangled with drug traffickers.
Every year, a large number of anti-drug police officers die on the front line of anti-drug operations. In this country, the power of drug traffickers can even influence the government's decisions.
The larger drug cartels in Mexico have their own power in the business and political circles. Many government officials are even controlled by drug traffickers. As long as they come to power and are determined to engage in drugs, you may hear the news that they have been shot to death in a short time.
This group of desperadoes has no regard for the law and the government, and killing people on the street is a common occurrence. You can imagine the fate of the anti-narcotics police who oppose them.
Owen looked at the photos in the showroom and the gray-headed Patrick. These are ideal people. They know the dangers of drugs. They want Mexico to get better, and then they risk their lives and the lives of their families.
Although he looks stupid, Owen admires this kind of person.
"Captain, it's not good..."
Suddenly, an anti-narcotics policeman came to the door of the runway showroom, with a very anxious expression on his face.
"What happened?"
Patrick's story was interrupted and he looked at the police officer at the door.
The police officers are very young, and only police officers of this age have the courage to confront those vicious drug dealers.
"We just received a call that someone was dealing drugs near the suburbs. Hector thought it was an ordinary drug deal, so he took two teams there. The news just came that they were ambushed. Just now Hector shot
I called to ask for support, but then there was no sound..."
"Damn it, tell everyone to gather together and we'll go pick them up. I hope it's not too late..."
Patrick rushed out of the showroom as he spoke, and a moment later appeared in the hall wearing a body armor and helmet. e1a looked at Owen, who said to everyone: "Let's go and have a look too..."
The people from the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency moved very quickly. After a while, the hall was fully equipped. Patrick gave the order and the team rushed out of the building and ran to their cars.
"We'll go with you, maybe we can help..."
Owen patted the Hummer under him. The sturdy body was full of wild aura. Patrick originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the Hummer, he hesitated and finally agreed.
"We cannot guarantee your safety, so please be careful."
After Etrick gave instructions, he got into the car. The pickup truck and the police car roared out of the parking lot, and the Hummer followed slowly. Compared with the Mexican cars, the Hummer's protective performance is stronger, and conventional bullets and
Shrapnel can be defended against.
It's just that this Hummer is also very weird. It's almost completely defenseless except for bulletproof. Once the car is driven, the noise is so loud that it makes people want to curse. As for the dust, whatever the weather is outside, it will be inside the car. There is basically no comfort at all. No wonder
In the end, the company that produces the Hummer will go bankrupt. Who will buy this crap except the military, which only values safety?
The convoy sped along, and soon approached the destination they had mentioned before. The speed of the convoy dropped, and the heavily armed Drug Enforcement Bureau police officers observed the surroundings vigilantly. After leaving the city, there were no buildings anymore, except for the long lines around them.
The grassy moors and hillsides were empty of anything.
The surroundings were very quiet, except for the sound of the motorcade. There was no noise. Two off-road vehicles could be seen parked on the roadside in front of them. Their bodies were in dilapidated condition, with several corpses lying around and blood stains everywhere.
The policemen from the Drug Enforcement Administration were silent. They were still late.
The policemen spread out to check the surrounding environment, but the enemies had already withdrawn. Patrick looked at the corpse on the ground without saying a word, his eyes full of fire.
The Omega people got out of the car and approached. There were the most corpses around the car. The other two were one outside the guardrail and one in the middle of the road. Swager looked at the distribution of corpses and bullet holes and quickly judged the shooting
He took Fred towards a hillside in the distance.
Others dispersed and followed their own ideas to verify.
After a while, several people gathered together again. Swager took one look at everyone and then said: "This should be a premeditated ambush. There is an ambush of a sniper fifteen meters away on the slope on the left, as a vehicle.
After entering the curve, the snipers began to attack the sides and tires of the vehicle. At least one police officer was shot in the process. However, the car did not stop and continued to move forward. The people in the car also began to shoot at the snipers...
"
After Swag finished speaking, Fred pointed to a place and continued: "But at this time, another sniper on the outside of the curve fired. He used an anti-material sniper rifle, and one shot penetrated the front.
The cylinder of the car, the car in front lost the ability to move and stopped, the car behind rear-ended it, and the two cars stopped in place."
e1a was unwilling to be left alone at this time, and took over the conversation and continued: "According to the normal process, the people in the car in front will get out of the car, rely on the car as a cover, and approach the car behind. As long as the car behind them is activated, they will still have a chance to escape, but the opponent will not
Give them this opportunity, and the enemies ambush on both sides of the guardrail opened fire at this time."
"These guys were all using American M4s. Some of the police officers managed to get into the car, while others died on the road. The car behind him started to reverse, but then his tires were blown out, and the only vehicle was
It was also destroyed. At this time, the police officers in the car had no way out and could only get out of the car and rely on the vehicle to fight back. The Drug Enforcement Administration should have received the call at this time..."
As Bayev spoke, he pointed to the shell casings left at several ambush points on both sides of the road.
"Yes, and then the battle ended quickly. There were two snipers taking roll call, and there were ambushes from the other side on both sides of the road. Those policemen were equivalent to being surrounded by 360 degrees without blind spots, not to mention there was one among them.
An anti-materiel rifle and a car bunker couldn't help them at all. The members died one by one. In the end, one of the two tried to escape by climbing over the guardrail, and the other tried to climb up the hillside, but without exception, they were all killed."
This time it was a ghost who spoke.
"The ambushers were professionals. Two snipers and four assault rifles perfectly killed 11 heavily armed anti-narcotics police. The anti-narcotics police team was wiped out, and there were no casualties on the ambushers' side."
Owen was the one who finally made the conclusion. Several people combined their own observations and almost reconstructed the entire incident. Owen touched his chin and looked at the distribution of the corpses. This was indeed a premeditated ambush. It is estimated that the alarm call was not at all
It was the bait laid by the other party. The Drug Enforcement Administration's course of action had already been calculated by the other party.
I have to say that Mexican drug traffickers are really too arrogant. I don’t know if this incident has anything to do with yesterday, but there is no doubt that this is a revenge, the drug traffickers’ revenge on the Drug Enforcement Administration.
Owen remembered what was mentioned in the information provided by Sha Baitian before. Among the armed drug traffickers in Mexico, many were former professional soldiers. Some gunmen were even former anti-drug police officers. They were very familiar with all the procedures used by the police to arrest drug traffickers, so
Police operations often fail, and drug dealers' retaliation is extremely brutal.
Moreover, Mexico often purchases heavy weapons and equipment from the United States. No matter in terms of personnel quality, tactics, weapons and equipment, or quantity, there is not much difference between the private armed forces of drug traffickers and the government forces. If there is a fight, who will win and who will lose?
Hard to say.
The drug dealers' tactics were very clever and they must have been professionally trained. Owen tried to put himself into the role. He was thinking about the drug dealers' tactics and what he would do if he were a drug dealer.
Owen looked at the corpses on the ground one by one. A policeman was about to move the corpses, and suddenly an idea flashed in Owen's mind.
"No, stop, don't touch him..."
But it was too late. When Owen shouted urgently, the man had already touched the body, and then there was a "boom". The man lay on the ground and did not move, becoming the twelfth corpse on the scene. Others around him
People were also shocked to death.
"Hidden, hidden..."
Owen shouted, and everyone in Omega had already found a bunker to hide without him reminding them. In the situation just now, if someone, such as two snipers, lay in wait in the dark to attack, their casualties would be huge, but okay
After the other party seemed to really leave, the attack he imagined did not happen.
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This chapter is not made up by Dumpling. This is true. Drug traffickers in Mexico are so arrogant.