Tampa International Airport, Florida, USA
Captain Joyce was holding a cup of instant coffee in his left hand, standing on the top floor of the airport's south parking building, and holding a pergola with his right hand, looking towards the south horizon
In the sky with sight, an A-6E invader's all-weather heavy attack aircraft is cutting through the sky and throwing straight towards the airport
A clear female voice came from the headphones stuffed in the right ear: Please note that the goods arrive...
Joyce's left hand holding instant coffee couldn't help but shake, and his right hand, which was hanging on his side, instinctively lifted it, touching the gun hood hanging on his waist.
However, he forgot that he had a gun belt carrying it today. The gun did not hang on his waist, but was at the bottom of his left chest. He instinctively touched his right hand and only touched the police badge hanging around his waist.
A-6E Invader flew in very fast speed, and it landed on the airport runway in just a few minutes. Looking from the parking building, you can see seven or eight police cars chasing behind the plane, running to the other end in an orderly manner.
Joyce knew very well what the cargo was carrying that plane docked on the runway.
It was not a real item, but a living person: Carlos Ledell, the drug lord who had been rampant in Colombia for decades, the godfather of the Colombian mafia,
More than half of the cocaine and marijuana that the United States flows into China every year into Mexico through his hands and then into the United States border.
The US General Administration of Drug Enforcement had set his sights on him ten years ago. Three directors were ready to extradite him to the United States for trial, but they were still unable to get what they wanted.
In recent years, this guy who has done everything is obviously more arrogant. Not only is his drug business getting bigger and bigger, but his style is also becoming bolder. Last year, the US Embassy in Columbia was attacked, which was also proved to be related to him.
It is also because of this incident that President Bush personally signed an action order, and the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration, the FBI, the Marine Corps Intelligence Department and other departments launched joint operations, striving to bring all the heads of the Medellin Group, including Leidel, to justice.
After investing a lot of manpower and a special allocation of 400 million US dollars, after more than a year of arrangements, the action finally received practical results. The Medellin Group suffered a devastating blow, and Leidel also fell into the French Open.
It's funny that after capturing Laidel, the Colombian authorities did not even have the courage to judge him. They just put aside the normal judicial procedures and hurriedly handed him over to Parka Base stationed in Colombia, and kept urging the US to escort him out of the country.
Now, with the landing of this A-6E belonging to the General Administration of Drug Enforcement Administration, Laidel has been finally deported to the United States
He will then be taken to the federal prison in Jacksonville, where he will be tried.
As a senior agent of the Patan Municipal Drug Control Bureau, Joyce also participated in the escort operation
After a few sips of instant coffee in his cup, he turned to the parking place to look. David, the young partner who had just entered the industry, was still sitting in the car listening to his rock music, and obviously didn't notice the situation here.
Hey Joey, it's time for us to leave. Almost at the same time, David rolled down the window and shouted here
Joyce breathed, smearing his cheeks with his hands
By the time he returned to the car, David had turned off the amplifier and was debugging the channel of the walkie-phone.
The express delivery was ready to leave. Seeing him get in the car, David started the car and said, "Bruce just made an announcement that they have chosen Florida Expressway 154, and we can go to the intersection of Highway 33 to meet them."
Express is the code name for escorting the Laidel fleet. Tampa is a metropolis dominated by immigrants. There are many immigrants in South America, and a large number of gunmen will inevitably penetrate into drug trafficking organizations.
In order to ensure safety, the route of the escort convoy needs to be temporarily determined
Before receiving the official notice, Joyce only knew that there were four alternatives. As for which path he would take, he didn't even know the details.
David quickly started the car. The moment the car drove out, he hit the sirens placed on the front window platform on the roof.
In Joyce's feeling, David, a young partner, has just entered the industry and works as a drug-killing policeman, but he is very good.
A young man is handsome, cheerful and sunny, warm-hearted, willing to help others. Such young people are rare now
In order to secretly escort Ledel in Tampa and safely send it to Jacksonville Federal Prison, the Florida Drug Enforcement Administration and the Tampa City Police called a large number of police forces
The escorted convoy not only had eight escort police cars, but Laidel himself was riding a Ford armored vehicle. At the same time, he also used a police helicopter to escort the entire process.
When Joyce and David arrived at the intersection of Highway 33 and Interstate 154, the convoy was not yet arrived. The red light at the intersection stopped a large number of vehicles on Highway 33, and the road seemed a little crowded.
The construction of the railway network in the United States is not well developed, and the main passenger flow is basically borne by the highway network. There are ridiculously many private cars. In addition, Tampa is a famous tourist city, so traffic jams occur from time to time, which is not uncommon.
David opened the sirens, turned the car into the emergency passage, and walked straight to the intersection. He saw a police motorcycle parked in the center of the intersection. A policeman wearing a helmet and sunglasses were checking the owner's ID of passing vehicles one by one.
Has the bureau arranged for a road closure? David leaned over, looked at the policeman, and asked curiously
As an old policeman who has been dealing with drug dealers for many years, Joyce is more vigilant than anyone else. When David asked this question, he had already taken the walkie-talkie.
Bruce, Bruce, this is Joyce. The intersection of Road 33 and Expressway 154 is closed. Is there any arrangement in the bureau? Open the call button, Joyce stared at the policeman and called out.
A hissing noise came from the intercom. After a moment, a voice replied: There was no arrangement in the bureau, but the two teams running for the governor will come to Tampa this afternoon. It may be a temporary arrangement by the Tampa City Police Department. Have you checked it?
David's nervous expression relaxed, then he spat and said: Two guys who talked loudly, I can't vote for anyone.
Joyce didn't say anything. He reached out and pried open the buckle on the holster, took out his police badge and ID, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked straight towards the policeman who was blocking the road.
Hey man, today's weather is good. When we approached, the police officers on the road blocking were checking the ID of a young female driver. Joyce was wearing a pergola with one hand and looked up at the sky while saying
The police turned his head to look at him, but didn't say anything, just looked through the female driver's ID on his own
When will this road be closed? Joyce took out his police badge and ID, lit it in front of the police, and said
The policeman looked at the ID in his hand and returned the driver's license to the female driver in the car, laughed and said: It depends on when the "Mr. Mad Dog" convoy has arrived, why, are you also carrying out the mission?
Joyce doesn't care much about politics. Recently, I just heard that a candidate for governor is Crazy Dog nickname
But he didn't care about these issues. He came over to talk to the policeman just to see if there was anything suspicious about the other party.
After carefully looking at the policeman, he found no doubts. He silently remembered the license plate of the police motorcycle not far away. Joyce said vaguely: Yes, escort a prisoner.
The police nodded, said nothing, turned around and walked towards the next car
Joyce touched his nose, silently recited the motorcycle license plate in his heart, and returned to the car
In the car, David was humming a small song casually. When he saw Joyce coming back, he stopped and asked: How are you discovering something?
Joyce did not reply to him, but took the intercom directly and turned the intercom button. He was thinking of asking Bruce to check the motorcycle's brand, and he could vaguely hear the roar of the helicopter motor coming from far and near.
Holding the intercom, his hand was parked at his mouth. Joyce bent down and looked out from the front window of the car. He saw a black police helicopter flying quickly along the 154 highway route from south to north. Just below the helicopter, two rows of police cars escorted a Ford armored vehicle to move forward quickly--the convoy that escorted Ledel was coming.
Beep!!!
Almost at the same time as he saw the convoy, Joyce even had time to stand up, he heard a sudden harsh car horn sound in his ears.
Joyce shivered and instinctively realized that the situation was not good, he turned his head suddenly and saw that the policeman who was checking his ID had returned to the motorcycle and was speeding up toward the highway.
The impatient traffic that had been waiting for him almost followed him and drove onto the highway. The sudden sound of the whistle urged the vehicles that were moving slightly slower in front of him to start quickly. The situation on the entire road seemed to be in chaos in an instant.
Joyce didn't even bother to think carefully. He pulled the intercom, unscrewed the button, and shouted: Bruce, Bruce...
After just shouting, Joyce stopped. The walkie-talkie, which was supposed to be a noise, was silent. There was no trace of movement. He pulled the elastic coil connected to the walkie-talkie. The shaking thread jumped up suddenly, but the cable was cut from the root.
A biting cold current suddenly rose from the part of the tailbone and spread to the whole body in an instant. Joyce suddenly raised his head and looked at the driver's seat opposite with an incredible expression - the young and tender partner David, who usually looks like a big boy, was sitting there with a strange smile, leisurely playing with a dagger in his hand.
Sorry, Mr. Joyce... David held the gun in one hand, with the muzzle facing Joyce's forehead, and played with the dagger with the other hand
Bang! A loud bang came from the air, covering up the sound of gunfire in the carriage
Joyce, who was shot in his eyebrows, didn't even have a chance to snorkeleton. He leaned back and hit the car window with his head. He knocked it for a while, then bounced back, and fell between the handbrake and the handle. The red blood splashed out, dyeing half of the front window of the car red.
……
One minute ago, three Kali Group gunmen stood on the top floor of a building near Highway 154
They were all wearing Tampa Police Uniforms, one of the policemen dressed in a gunman, who was still making safety gestures toward the low-altitude helicopter on the rooftop.
Carter, the gunman leader of the Kali Group, is located in a corner behind him that is not easy to be found in the air. A stinger, a single-soldier air defense missile launcher
At this time, the convoy escorting Ledel had already appeared on the 154 expressway
Brothers, prepare for battle. Carter spitted out the cigarette butt in his mouth, carried the stinger missile, and shouted to others with a communicator: The countdown for ten seconds is now, it's time for us to do our job
The sound from the communicator is sent back: Received
The missile's optical sight and infrared detector have already captured the target. Carter pressed the missile launch button toward the police's helicopter.
One second later, the Stinger missile broke through the fragile disc cover of the launcher!
As the missile was activated, a strong rocket exhaust was sprayed out!
Two seconds later, people on the highway saw a fireball appearing in the sky. The fireballs appearing, falling from the sky, burning flames, helicopter parts and corpse fragments!
After the helicopter exploded, Carter grabbed his communicator and shouted: Work!
At the intersection of Highway 33 and Interstate 154, countless gunfire sounded!
……
We lost the helicopter! The commander of the escort convoy shouted at the moment the helicopter exploded: All vehicles, implement Plan A, and quickly turn around
The convoy was not panicked by the helicopter explosion. They turned around in an orderly manner and wanted to return on the same route. The reason why they did not accelerate and rushed forward was because the wreckage of the helicopter happened to land in front of the convoy, blocking their way.
But unfortunately, their efforts are destined to be futile
The civilians on the road have never seen such a big scene!
All this happened too suddenly. Many frightened car owners stepped on the brakes in shock, but they collided with those cars that had slowed down.
For a moment, the alarm sounded on the road and the sound of the car whistle sounded, and the scene was like the end of the world
At the same time, dozens of masked gunmen with assault rifles appeared on both sides of the highway. They stood outside the convoy and opened fire on the convoy arrogantly.
The bullet hit the bulletproof steel plate of the car body, making a series of heart-pounding sounds, and also leaving dense gun marks on the car body!
Seeing that the road was blocked and the convoy was unable to rush out, the commander opened the communicator and shouted: Form a defensive formation, the special police team members of other vehicles got off the car, deal with the gunmen, and the personnel on the armored vehicles were temporarily on standby
The vehicles turned around with bullets, and the SWAT team members quickly relied on the vehicle body to fight back at the gunmen outside.
The special police force of the General Administration of Drug Enforcement Administration is more well-equipped in weapons and equipment. After getting off the car, they opened fire and fired at the gunmen who were surrounding him. The two sides launched a fierce gunfight.
But the good times didn't last long, because two snipers appeared on the roof nearby, and their hunting feast began.
Two semi-automatic sniper rifles harvested the lives of six special police officers in a very short time, scaring the other policemen quickly hid back to their respective vehicles and dared not poke their heads out.
Carter put on a black hood and slowly approached the Ford armored vehicle amid the gunshots. In the horrified eyes of the driver in the bulletproof glass, he took out a C4 bomb from his backpack, sucked it on the bulletproof glass with a suction cup, and waved to the driver.
There is a bomb! The driver stared at a C4 bomb that was tightly sucked by a suction cup outside the glass, and shouted loudly
Boom! The C4 bomb on the front of the armored vehicle was detonated by a detonator and quickly exploded into a fireball. The huge impact force overturned the Ford armored vehicle with a weight of five tons to the ground!
The door of the rear compartment of the armored vehicle was opened from the inside. Several special police officers held Laidel and staggered out of the armored vehicle.
Carter, wearing police uniform, led the gunmen to surround him. After firing a magazine, Carter also threw out an offensive grenade and threw it into these undead people.
Boom! The grenade exploded, tearing all these special police officers and Laidel into minced limbs. Each corpse was incomplete, and their blood was irregularly sprayed, dyeing the ground of the highway red!
Captain Joyce was holding a cup of instant coffee in his left hand, standing on the top floor of the airport's south parking building, and holding a pergola with his right hand, looking towards the south horizon
In the sky with sight, an A-6E invader's all-weather heavy attack aircraft is cutting through the sky and throwing straight towards the airport
A clear female voice came from the headphones stuffed in the right ear: Please note that the goods arrive...
Joyce's left hand holding instant coffee couldn't help but shake, and his right hand, which was hanging on his side, instinctively lifted it, touching the gun hood hanging on his waist.
However, he forgot that he had a gun belt carrying it today. The gun did not hang on his waist, but was at the bottom of his left chest. He instinctively touched his right hand and only touched the police badge hanging around his waist.
A-6E Invader flew in very fast speed, and it landed on the airport runway in just a few minutes. Looking from the parking building, you can see seven or eight police cars chasing behind the plane, running to the other end in an orderly manner.
Joyce knew very well what the cargo was carrying that plane docked on the runway.
It was not a real item, but a living person: Carlos Ledell, the drug lord who had been rampant in Colombia for decades, the godfather of the Colombian mafia,
More than half of the cocaine and marijuana that the United States flows into China every year into Mexico through his hands and then into the United States border.
The US General Administration of Drug Enforcement had set his sights on him ten years ago. Three directors were ready to extradite him to the United States for trial, but they were still unable to get what they wanted.
In recent years, this guy who has done everything is obviously more arrogant. Not only is his drug business getting bigger and bigger, but his style is also becoming bolder. Last year, the US Embassy in Columbia was attacked, which was also proved to be related to him.
It is also because of this incident that President Bush personally signed an action order, and the Federal Drug Enforcement Administration, the FBI, the Marine Corps Intelligence Department and other departments launched joint operations, striving to bring all the heads of the Medellin Group, including Leidel, to justice.
After investing a lot of manpower and a special allocation of 400 million US dollars, after more than a year of arrangements, the action finally received practical results. The Medellin Group suffered a devastating blow, and Leidel also fell into the French Open.
It's funny that after capturing Laidel, the Colombian authorities did not even have the courage to judge him. They just put aside the normal judicial procedures and hurriedly handed him over to Parka Base stationed in Colombia, and kept urging the US to escort him out of the country.
Now, with the landing of this A-6E belonging to the General Administration of Drug Enforcement Administration, Laidel has been finally deported to the United States
He will then be taken to the federal prison in Jacksonville, where he will be tried.
As a senior agent of the Patan Municipal Drug Control Bureau, Joyce also participated in the escort operation
After a few sips of instant coffee in his cup, he turned to the parking place to look. David, the young partner who had just entered the industry, was still sitting in the car listening to his rock music, and obviously didn't notice the situation here.
Hey Joey, it's time for us to leave. Almost at the same time, David rolled down the window and shouted here
Joyce breathed, smearing his cheeks with his hands
By the time he returned to the car, David had turned off the amplifier and was debugging the channel of the walkie-phone.
The express delivery was ready to leave. Seeing him get in the car, David started the car and said, "Bruce just made an announcement that they have chosen Florida Expressway 154, and we can go to the intersection of Highway 33 to meet them."
Express is the code name for escorting the Laidel fleet. Tampa is a metropolis dominated by immigrants. There are many immigrants in South America, and a large number of gunmen will inevitably penetrate into drug trafficking organizations.
In order to ensure safety, the route of the escort convoy needs to be temporarily determined
Before receiving the official notice, Joyce only knew that there were four alternatives. As for which path he would take, he didn't even know the details.
David quickly started the car. The moment the car drove out, he hit the sirens placed on the front window platform on the roof.
In Joyce's feeling, David, a young partner, has just entered the industry and works as a drug-killing policeman, but he is very good.
A young man is handsome, cheerful and sunny, warm-hearted, willing to help others. Such young people are rare now
In order to secretly escort Ledel in Tampa and safely send it to Jacksonville Federal Prison, the Florida Drug Enforcement Administration and the Tampa City Police called a large number of police forces
The escorted convoy not only had eight escort police cars, but Laidel himself was riding a Ford armored vehicle. At the same time, he also used a police helicopter to escort the entire process.
When Joyce and David arrived at the intersection of Highway 33 and Interstate 154, the convoy was not yet arrived. The red light at the intersection stopped a large number of vehicles on Highway 33, and the road seemed a little crowded.
The construction of the railway network in the United States is not well developed, and the main passenger flow is basically borne by the highway network. There are ridiculously many private cars. In addition, Tampa is a famous tourist city, so traffic jams occur from time to time, which is not uncommon.
David opened the sirens, turned the car into the emergency passage, and walked straight to the intersection. He saw a police motorcycle parked in the center of the intersection. A policeman wearing a helmet and sunglasses were checking the owner's ID of passing vehicles one by one.
Has the bureau arranged for a road closure? David leaned over, looked at the policeman, and asked curiously
As an old policeman who has been dealing with drug dealers for many years, Joyce is more vigilant than anyone else. When David asked this question, he had already taken the walkie-talkie.
Bruce, Bruce, this is Joyce. The intersection of Road 33 and Expressway 154 is closed. Is there any arrangement in the bureau? Open the call button, Joyce stared at the policeman and called out.
A hissing noise came from the intercom. After a moment, a voice replied: There was no arrangement in the bureau, but the two teams running for the governor will come to Tampa this afternoon. It may be a temporary arrangement by the Tampa City Police Department. Have you checked it?
David's nervous expression relaxed, then he spat and said: Two guys who talked loudly, I can't vote for anyone.
Joyce didn't say anything. He reached out and pried open the buckle on the holster, took out his police badge and ID, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked straight towards the policeman who was blocking the road.
Hey man, today's weather is good. When we approached, the police officers on the road blocking were checking the ID of a young female driver. Joyce was wearing a pergola with one hand and looked up at the sky while saying
The police turned his head to look at him, but didn't say anything, just looked through the female driver's ID on his own
When will this road be closed? Joyce took out his police badge and ID, lit it in front of the police, and said
The policeman looked at the ID in his hand and returned the driver's license to the female driver in the car, laughed and said: It depends on when the "Mr. Mad Dog" convoy has arrived, why, are you also carrying out the mission?
Joyce doesn't care much about politics. Recently, I just heard that a candidate for governor is Crazy Dog nickname
But he didn't care about these issues. He came over to talk to the policeman just to see if there was anything suspicious about the other party.
After carefully looking at the policeman, he found no doubts. He silently remembered the license plate of the police motorcycle not far away. Joyce said vaguely: Yes, escort a prisoner.
The police nodded, said nothing, turned around and walked towards the next car
Joyce touched his nose, silently recited the motorcycle license plate in his heart, and returned to the car
In the car, David was humming a small song casually. When he saw Joyce coming back, he stopped and asked: How are you discovering something?
Joyce did not reply to him, but took the intercom directly and turned the intercom button. He was thinking of asking Bruce to check the motorcycle's brand, and he could vaguely hear the roar of the helicopter motor coming from far and near.
Holding the intercom, his hand was parked at his mouth. Joyce bent down and looked out from the front window of the car. He saw a black police helicopter flying quickly along the 154 highway route from south to north. Just below the helicopter, two rows of police cars escorted a Ford armored vehicle to move forward quickly--the convoy that escorted Ledel was coming.
Beep!!!
Almost at the same time as he saw the convoy, Joyce even had time to stand up, he heard a sudden harsh car horn sound in his ears.
Joyce shivered and instinctively realized that the situation was not good, he turned his head suddenly and saw that the policeman who was checking his ID had returned to the motorcycle and was speeding up toward the highway.
The impatient traffic that had been waiting for him almost followed him and drove onto the highway. The sudden sound of the whistle urged the vehicles that were moving slightly slower in front of him to start quickly. The situation on the entire road seemed to be in chaos in an instant.
Joyce didn't even bother to think carefully. He pulled the intercom, unscrewed the button, and shouted: Bruce, Bruce...
After just shouting, Joyce stopped. The walkie-talkie, which was supposed to be a noise, was silent. There was no trace of movement. He pulled the elastic coil connected to the walkie-talkie. The shaking thread jumped up suddenly, but the cable was cut from the root.
A biting cold current suddenly rose from the part of the tailbone and spread to the whole body in an instant. Joyce suddenly raised his head and looked at the driver's seat opposite with an incredible expression - the young and tender partner David, who usually looks like a big boy, was sitting there with a strange smile, leisurely playing with a dagger in his hand.
Sorry, Mr. Joyce... David held the gun in one hand, with the muzzle facing Joyce's forehead, and played with the dagger with the other hand
Bang! A loud bang came from the air, covering up the sound of gunfire in the carriage
Joyce, who was shot in his eyebrows, didn't even have a chance to snorkeleton. He leaned back and hit the car window with his head. He knocked it for a while, then bounced back, and fell between the handbrake and the handle. The red blood splashed out, dyeing half of the front window of the car red.
……
One minute ago, three Kali Group gunmen stood on the top floor of a building near Highway 154
They were all wearing Tampa Police Uniforms, one of the policemen dressed in a gunman, who was still making safety gestures toward the low-altitude helicopter on the rooftop.
Carter, the gunman leader of the Kali Group, is located in a corner behind him that is not easy to be found in the air. A stinger, a single-soldier air defense missile launcher
At this time, the convoy escorting Ledel had already appeared on the 154 expressway
Brothers, prepare for battle. Carter spitted out the cigarette butt in his mouth, carried the stinger missile, and shouted to others with a communicator: The countdown for ten seconds is now, it's time for us to do our job
The sound from the communicator is sent back: Received
The missile's optical sight and infrared detector have already captured the target. Carter pressed the missile launch button toward the police's helicopter.
One second later, the Stinger missile broke through the fragile disc cover of the launcher!
As the missile was activated, a strong rocket exhaust was sprayed out!
Two seconds later, people on the highway saw a fireball appearing in the sky. The fireballs appearing, falling from the sky, burning flames, helicopter parts and corpse fragments!
After the helicopter exploded, Carter grabbed his communicator and shouted: Work!
At the intersection of Highway 33 and Interstate 154, countless gunfire sounded!
……
We lost the helicopter! The commander of the escort convoy shouted at the moment the helicopter exploded: All vehicles, implement Plan A, and quickly turn around
The convoy was not panicked by the helicopter explosion. They turned around in an orderly manner and wanted to return on the same route. The reason why they did not accelerate and rushed forward was because the wreckage of the helicopter happened to land in front of the convoy, blocking their way.
But unfortunately, their efforts are destined to be futile
The civilians on the road have never seen such a big scene!
All this happened too suddenly. Many frightened car owners stepped on the brakes in shock, but they collided with those cars that had slowed down.
For a moment, the alarm sounded on the road and the sound of the car whistle sounded, and the scene was like the end of the world
At the same time, dozens of masked gunmen with assault rifles appeared on both sides of the highway. They stood outside the convoy and opened fire on the convoy arrogantly.
The bullet hit the bulletproof steel plate of the car body, making a series of heart-pounding sounds, and also leaving dense gun marks on the car body!
Seeing that the road was blocked and the convoy was unable to rush out, the commander opened the communicator and shouted: Form a defensive formation, the special police team members of other vehicles got off the car, deal with the gunmen, and the personnel on the armored vehicles were temporarily on standby
The vehicles turned around with bullets, and the SWAT team members quickly relied on the vehicle body to fight back at the gunmen outside.
The special police force of the General Administration of Drug Enforcement Administration is more well-equipped in weapons and equipment. After getting off the car, they opened fire and fired at the gunmen who were surrounding him. The two sides launched a fierce gunfight.
But the good times didn't last long, because two snipers appeared on the roof nearby, and their hunting feast began.
Two semi-automatic sniper rifles harvested the lives of six special police officers in a very short time, scaring the other policemen quickly hid back to their respective vehicles and dared not poke their heads out.
Carter put on a black hood and slowly approached the Ford armored vehicle amid the gunshots. In the horrified eyes of the driver in the bulletproof glass, he took out a C4 bomb from his backpack, sucked it on the bulletproof glass with a suction cup, and waved to the driver.
There is a bomb! The driver stared at a C4 bomb that was tightly sucked by a suction cup outside the glass, and shouted loudly
Boom! The C4 bomb on the front of the armored vehicle was detonated by a detonator and quickly exploded into a fireball. The huge impact force overturned the Ford armored vehicle with a weight of five tons to the ground!
The door of the rear compartment of the armored vehicle was opened from the inside. Several special police officers held Laidel and staggered out of the armored vehicle.
Carter, wearing police uniform, led the gunmen to surround him. After firing a magazine, Carter also threw out an offensive grenade and threw it into these undead people.
Boom! The grenade exploded, tearing all these special police officers and Laidel into minced limbs. Each corpse was incomplete, and their blood was irregularly sprayed, dyeing the ground of the highway red!
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