Working as a police officer in Mexico

Mexican drug dealers are more efficient than the government.

After all, Victor has really seriously infringed their interests.

Benjamin is the most enthusiastic among them.

He works hard.

Do you think he is really avenging his brothers and sisters?

Don't be silly...

It's just for his own interests.

Now he finally pulled a bunch of "idiots" in to kill Victor and protect the basic base of the Tijuana Group.

Just as he was dispatching the cargo ship, his younger brother handed him the phone, "Boss, Mr. Abrego of the Gulf Group."

Benjamin raised his eyebrows, took the phone and just listened to two sentences, his expression changed instantly!

Two words popped out of his mouth: "Hijo de puta! (Bastard!)"

...

The headquarters of the Gulf Group. Matamoros!

The cemetery of the Abrego family is here.

But Juan Nepomuzon was not buried, and Abrego vowed to use Victor's head to commemorate his uncle's soul!

At this time in the mansion.

Abrego looked through the glass at the scene in the single room with a gloomy face. A man was tied to a chair. There was no good meat on his body, and even bones protruded. A drug dealer pressed the button in front of him.

Instantly, the man on the chair trembled all over.

Screams were endless.

"Kill me! Kill me!" The man yelled.

Abrego could not imagine that there were drug dealers who actually served as informants for the police!

Do you think the Mexican drug cartel is going to be finished?

Eating from the inside and selling from the outside!

"Where are his wife and children?"

El Mencho next to him said: "Buried in the concrete pier."

"Hang him on the bridge in Matamoros. I want people to know the consequences of betraying the Gulf Group." Abrego gnashed his teeth.

"Boss, I think our plan should be postponed. Victor is so cunning that he is ready now. If we go there, there will definitely be more casualties."

Abrego narrowed his eyes and thought of what his uncle usually said to him, "Keep your brain calm and don't let anger ruin your reason."

He took a deep breath, but shook his head, "This is a decision made by the five major drug trafficking organizations. If we break the contract, they will attack us together, and our losses will be greater at that time."

El Mencho said in a dull voice, "Breaking the contract is not a felony in Mexico, but death is. According to the terrain of Guadalupe Island and the firepower of the police station, the possibility of us rushing up is zero!"

He calmly analyzed it for the boss.

What moral bottom line do drug dealers still have?

It is common for you to betray me and I to betray you. As long as the benefits are big enough, even my own mother can have a price tag.

Rules?

Don't be naive. If Mexico really has rules, are they so rotten?

"We can provoke a fight with the Maulipas police, and then tell others that we have no way to get away. Then when Benjamin leaves Tijuana with his men, we will take the initiative to occupy his territory."

"By then, we can control the California region, and our profits can double through sea and air transportation!"

Abrego's heart tightened suddenly, and he looked up at El Mencho. The face of this son-in-law of the Millennium Group was unusually calm, as if he was telling a normal thing.

In Abrego's eyes, this guy can definitely succeed!

Cunning, vicious, vicious, and a rare brain among drug dealers.

"What you said makes sense." Abrego thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "But it's not the same if I don't go. Pick some people who don't like it and follow Benjamin to the island."

He also wanted to use this opportunity to get rid of some subordinates who "disrespected" him.

"It's up to you to start a fight with Maulipas, and you have to keep your position in place." Abrego paused, "After this is done, I will arrange for you to take charge of the business in Jalisco."

Elmenqiao was happy, but the long-term dependence on others had made him moody, and he had his own rules for doing things.

He had wanted to go out and work alone for a long time.

But his father-in-law's Millennium Group was overthrown by the Michoacan family and had no capital at all, so he had to rely on Abrego, and he quickly caught the eye of the law by relying on his ruthlessness and few words.

Now it's finally his turn!

Jalisco, that place is not bad!

Elmenqiao has a dream...

"To be the biggest drug dealer in Mexico and even Latin America!"

...

After Benjamin finished cursing, he threw the phone out with all his strength.

"That bastard from Matamoros, who had a conflict with the state police at this time, what's in his head? Shit?"

The younger brother looked at him, and then lowered his head quickly.

You didn't scold him on the phone just now, and now you scold him, he can't hear it.

"Don't worry about him. Follow the plan. After we kill Victor, we'll deal with him."

February 7, 1990.

Sunny.

No, it started to rain at night.

Benjamin arranged 8 passenger and vehicle ferries, which are used to drive on and off the ship.

It is a transport ship that uses a tractor to tow a semi-trailer or wheeled pallet carrying boxed goods or other pieces of goods directly into and out of the cargo hold for loading and unloading.

The space below is large, basically several tanks can be stuffed in.

Most of these things are the "main force" of the scenic area.

Around 9 o'clock in the evening.

In addition to the city of Ensenada, six other piers in other parts of Baja California rushed out of the waves, and on the deck there was a 20mm G1-2, commonly known as the "Gatling" 6-barrel rotary cannon!

Old items produced by the South African Armsco Company.

Bought on the American black market.

Can suppress ships at sea and fire points on the island.

Do you think the drug dealers are really "empty-handed" now?

Benjamin took out his family's wealth and spent nearly 60 million US dollars to buy a large number of weapons and equipment. He also modified the half of six of the passenger and vehicle ships, and parked two SA341 "Little Gazelle" and four Bell 214 purchased from France!

And hired professional pilots.

This is still looking for connections in France.

No one thinks that drug dealers sell to the United States?

Those who can become drug trafficking groups have very wide connections!

Moreover, Benjamin also knew that the drug dealers' fighting quality was really pitiful. It was okay to let them bully the old, weak and disabled, but they were still lacking in fighting against Victor, who had rich combat experience.

He spent 10 million US dollars to find a 170-man mercenary team, a group of veterans active in the African battlefield.

If you can't beat them, call for help. I have money!

The drug dealers really have nothing but money. When Pablo fled later, he even used money to keep warm for fear that his wife and children would be cold, and burned 2 million US dollars in one night.

Really, many companies have less cash flow than them.

It's a bloodbath!

In the eyes of drug dealers, problems that can be solved with money are not problems. For problems like Victor that cannot be solved, just give money and find someone else to solve them!

The trick of hiring foreign aid will appear in a few years. That was when Mexican drug dealers changed from traditional organizations to more violent ones. At that time, many people were homeless because of the disintegration of the bear. They helped drug dealers train gunmen and directly participated in the struggle.

"Boss, we are still 10 nautical miles away from Guadalupe Island!" The drug dealers reported on the intercom.

"Follow the plan!"

"Understood."

After Benjamin gave the order, the drug dealers began to move, and the assault boats were quickly charged and thrown off the ship.

One by one, the drug dealers or mercenaries climbed down and got on the assault boats with weapons in hand, charging towards Guadalupe Island!

Under the moonlight...

You can see about a hundred assault boats densely packed together. Even if you sit on 4 people, there are nearly 500 people.

And the 6 helicopters in the air also took advantage of the night to fly low, first bombing a range for the landing troops, and killing them head-on if they encounter resistance.

This is Benjamin's tactics.

He didn't believe it.

Victor can protect it, if you have a temper, you can cover it with firepower!

Cover the entire ocean.

Benjamin was suddenly full of heroic spirit.

"I'm going to celebrate my birthday tonight on Guadalupe Island!"

Brother, don't say this. You can't control it. The last person who said this was dragged out and whipped decades later.

People, the most taboo thing is to open champagne at halftime.

Also, there are flags behind the back.

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