My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Are these the methods of lone criminals?"

Kate looked at the mutilated corpses and her face turned pale:

"Why do they have to cut off their limbs and hang them like this?"

"warn."

The man with glasses sitting in the passenger seat smiled and held the gun in his hand: "This is a warning to the people under my command to obey the order, and a warning to the people outside not to go against them."

"Hang people here to release this message."

Kate has been doing hostage rescue work in Phoenix. She has experienced gun battles and killed people.

But this was the first time I had seen such a lawless scene.

The corpses found in that room were not as scary as the current scene. Warning tape was pulled up under the corpses, and the Mexican police around them looked numb.

This kind of thing is their daily routine.

"This method is quite effective." Ethan looked at Kate's white lips, shrugged and smiled:

"At least it works for you."

"Bang."

Without saying anything, Kate raised her hand and gave him a blow.

Ethan didn't feel anything when it was pressed against the body armor. On the contrary, Kate grinned and quickly rubbed her elbow.

Unconsciously, the two became familiar with each other.

Sandro, who was sitting in front of them, looked at the rearview mirror, noticed their little movements, and curled his lips. This guy was so popular with women wherever he went that he couldn't be more envious of him.

But in the scene outside, Sandro's eyes under his sunglasses were calm.

It's not like he hasn't used this method before.

Many of the methods played by the Mexican independent lords were learned from Colombia.

The vehicle continued to drive, and on the streets passing by, children were running and playing happily from time to time, and teenagers were sweating profusely on the basketball court, which was a lively scene.

Compared with just now, it's a huge difference.

The sun shone on her body, and the haze in Kate's heart was dispelled a lot, and she was no longer as nervous as before.

However, she was surprised to find out.

The person next to him was chewing gum as if nothing had happened.

Sandro in front was even more expressionless.

These two guys both looked familiar, and this appearance also made Kate murmur about their identities.

"Bang bang bang."

Ahead, there was a burst of gunfire.

The motorcade also stopped immediately. Ethan chewed gum and looked ahead. The sound was not far away from them.

"what happened?"

Kate turned her head nervously, trying to look ahead.

But within the field of vision, they were all in their convoy, and the surrounding Mexican federal police surrounded them.

"There's a firefight ahead."

Matt's voice sounded in the headset: "The situation on both sides of the fire is unknown. The Mexican side suggested that we take a detour."

"Everyone, sit tight and be vigilant."

"Woo~~~"

The siren blared, and the convoy immediately accelerated away, putting aside the gunshots in front.

Ethan bit his gum and glanced out the window.

The city of Juarez is a veritable crime capital, with an average of seven murders occurring every day. This is the number that can be counted. The number of people who cannot be counted is estimated to be even more.

This is also the home base of many Mexican independent lords, and there is more than one independent cartel.

The firefight just now was, if nothing else, a bloody battle between different pro-independence groups, so the Mexican federal police were unwilling to cause trouble and would rather avoid it.

Compared with Juarez, Tijuana, which I have been to before, is a younger brother.

It is a place of exclusivity, violence, corruption and poverty.

To put it bluntly, sometimes the words of the independent lords are more effective than the authorities. The sun has set on our colleagues in Colombia, but here it is in full swing.

Even the person standing next to him in the pickup truck may have been bribed by the independent lords.

These federal police officers are also worthy of vigilance.

Vehicles passed quickly on the narrow streets, and the houses on both sides were basically small buildings of two or three stories high. Pedestrians on the roadside stopped one after another and cast unclear glances at the advancing motorcade.

These people may include gunmen.

Ethan adjusted his sitting posture, adjusted the M4A1 in his hand to the most comfortable position, and lowered the window halfway.

The black scarf was also covering his face.

Only a pair of alert eyes were revealed, their gaze as sharp as an eagle's.

"cough."

The smoke and dust raised by the motorcade poured in through the window. Kate waved her hand and coughed: "Can you close the window?"

"no."

Ethan decisively refused, and at the same time glanced at her from the corner of his eyes:

"I suggest you keep the windows open, too."

Not only did he do this, Sandro and the man with glasses also lowered the dark glass windows halfway, not caring about the dust raised.

At the same time, they also put up their masks.

Kate immediately realized that she was preparing for the possible battle that would happen later.

The environment inside the car is closed. If the windows are not lowered, if the gun is fired, there will be a few deaf people in the car. Moreover, the windows will affect the shooting range, and the broken glass will also cause trouble for them.

Masking is to prevent the other party from recognizing you.

No one wants to be targeted by those independent tyrants, not only themselves, but also their families.

This kind of trouble is fatal.

Kate took a deep breath and put on the scarf, her blue eyes rolling around.

A few minutes later, the motorcade arrived at the backyard of the court building without any danger. There were also many federal police escorts here. These people also wore masks and looked very alert.

The sound of car doors closing sounded one after another.

Matt quickly walked into the court building with a large group of people, including the bailiffs.

In their car, except for the three of them, the driver and the co-pilot, the man with glasses, all got out of the car and walked in together.

There are also several deltas left outside to form protective formations.

In an instant, the car became quiet.

"don’t worry."

Sandro raised his hand and pushed up his sunglasses, and said slowly: "We are already here. If those people want to take action, it will only be on our way back."

"It's absolutely safe now."

"I don't like this feeling." Regardless of Kate's presence, Ethan pulled off his mask, took out a cigarette and lit it:

"If we are too passive, we will be a living target."

The road just passed was narrow, and I could easily think of several ways to force the convoy to stop. Sitting in the car was the most conspicuous target, and there was no place to hide.

It was also his first time to participate in such an operation, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"That's right."

Sandro's breathing was also a little rapid: "Just now, I could even hear a hissing sound."

"Hahaha."

The description was so apt that Ethan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Medellin.

Sandro took off his sunglasses again, his face towel shook slightly, and he was obviously laughing silently.

"What?"

Kate smelled the smoke and licked her lips: "What are you talking about?"

"nothing."

Ethan chewed on his cigarette and tapped the barrel of the gun with his fingers.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Kate had no choice but to calm down and stare at the rolling shutter door of the court building.

In less than a minute, as the cigarette butt in Ethan's hand bounced away, Matt took the lead. The bailiffs behind him pinched a pot-bellied man on the left and right, and walked out quickly surrounded by a group of people.

The man's head was covered with a coat.

Others cannot see the face, and this is also to prevent the man from making any eye contact with interested people.

This guy is Guillermo.

He was only handcuffed, and to facilitate transportation, he was not given anklets.

"Click."

Ethan put on his scarf, touched the Colt M1911 on his chest, turned off its safety, and prepared for battle.

"Listen to my command later."

Glancing at Kate, Ethan packed up the spare magazine inserted next to the pistol: "Don't get too excited. If you are shot to death, no one will pity you."

"It's not that serious."

Under Kate's mask, there was a difficult smile: "Besides, aren't there a bunch of Deltas here?"

"Well, you know who is the stupidest person?"

Ethan watched Guillermo being pushed into a car in front of him by two bailiffs, and said casually: "It's people like you who place all their hopes on others."

"Your life is yours, not someone else's."

Kate gritted her teeth and checked the equipment in her hand one last time.

Sandro is even more unambiguous. He has experienced many battles and knows what he should do without Ethan reminding him.

By the time Matt got into the car in front, the team began to return.

Not only Ethan and the others, but also everyone in the team cheered up. Everyone knew that the pro-independence group behind Guillermo would not be able to let them take him away so smoothly.

With sirens blaring, the motorcade roared through the streets.

"There's someone watching on the left."

The bespectacled man looked left and right, and when he was crossing a small intersection, he found a car following them on the side street in the parallel direction. He quickly said nervously: "Everyone, be careful, nine o'clock direction."

Location, just to Kate's left.

She quickly turned her head and looked over nervously. There was a blue car over there with only one driver on it.

"On the right, there are people following on the right."

The sound continued to come from the headset. It was the sound of a bearded man.

Kate turned her head again and looked in the direction of Ethan. Through the car window, she could see a white car on a nearby street, also driving forward with them.

There was a roar and several motorcycles were speeding.

The wind from the traffic puffed up the T-shirts of those driving, and some looked towards the convoy with bright smiles.

This situation caused a thin layer of sweat to break out on Kate's forehead.

For a moment, everyone they saw on the road felt that they had evil intentions, as if they would come out with guns and shoot them at any time.

Kate's heartbeat quickened. Why did she suddenly face the pro-independence group?

Just as her breathing became rapid, her hands felt warm.

"take it easy."

Ethan grabbed her trembling hand and said in a deep voice: "If something happens, it's useless to be nervous. At this time, you need to clear your mind."

"Uh-huh."

Kate heard this and nodded quickly.

His hands stopped shaking, but his feet began to shake.

She couldn't control this physical reaction. She would still be nervous when she should be nervous.

Ethan let go, not caring about her at this time.

"Everyone, please follow closely."

Matt's voice came: "I have asked the border checkpoint to cooperate. When the time comes, there will be a road that will speed up the release of people. We will drive directly there to minimize the time we spend."

"receive."

The driver grabbed the walkie-talkie and replied.

Kate's attention was also drawn to the front, and the next moment her mouth opened quietly. From a three-story building in front of her, a line of white smoke came quickly.

Sandro's words just now came to her mind.

"call out."

Now, I finally know what it means.

"RPG!!!"

The bespectacled man's eyes widened and he let out a loud roar.

"Bang!"

A police pickup truck at the front was hit by a rocket. The people in the back truck were blown to pieces, their residual limbs were raised, and the sky was full of blood mist flying in the wind.

The pickup truck swayed and hit a house on the roadside hard.

"Farke."

Another plume of white smoke flew in. Saboban, who was responsible for opening the road, stepped on the brakes heavily. There was a loud bang and the rocket exploded on the ground more than ten meters ahead.

"Boom~~~"

A roar sounded from behind.

Ethan quickly turned around and saw a truck rushing out of the alley behind, overturning a police motorcycle and a pickup truck with such indomitable momentum, and crashing into the wall.

The walls of the house collapsed, and the federal policeman on his motorcycle was hit and exploded instantly.

This scene made him take a breath of air.

The three police pickup trucks following behind them were so frightened that they slammed on their brakes, but they were unable to avoid them and crashed into the bus one after another.

This wave of offensive destroyed most of the Mexican federal police's combat effectiveness.

"Don't stop."

Ignoring the request for silence, Ethan grabbed the radio and shouted: "They don't know which car Guillermo is in, and they don't dare to hit our car directly with rockets."

"Fake, charge forward!"

The convoy, which had almost stopped, immediately accelerated.

At this time, bald men appeared from the houses on both sides, waving guns and shouting in Spanish.

The remaining federal police officers heard those words and pulled over.

They looked at the motorcade in the middle and squatted down silently.

There are also people holding on to the light machine guns on the back bucket.

"Bang bang bang."

The muzzle of Ethan's gun moved rapidly, and several bullets rushed out of the flames, falling on the two federal policemen on the back bucket, and immediately exploded into several clouds of blood mist.

"Shet."

The man with glasses was about to curse, but he noticed that Houdou's light machine gun was already pointing at them.

Cold sweat broke out on my back.

"damn it."

Kate was startled by the gunshot, but at this time, she had no time to think.

As the convoy rushed forward, gunfire sounded like a storm. Ethan kept pulling the trigger. Several people who rushed out of the small building next to him were beaten and fell down before they had a chance to fire.

The Deltas also followed suit.

Anyone who behaves abnormally will immediately receive a burst of fire.

The windows of the entire convoy were covered with gunfire, and deadly bullets flew out from inside, knocking down the gunmen of the independence smuggling group one by one.

"Bump bump bump."

A series of bullets swept over, leaving a series of bullet holes in the car door.

"bump."

The car windows were also smashed.

Kate fired two shots at random, and was so suppressed that she couldn't raise her head and huddled in her seat in fear.

"Don't be afraid."

The man in glasses gritted his teeth and opened fire, shouting: "The cars are equipped with steel plates, which cannot be penetrated."