Talking about war on paper has always been a taboo in military strategists.

The true iron and steel masters are all tempered in blood and fire.

After entering Seta, the bored cobra members began to torment the drug dealers below.

A thousand people were carefully selected from thousands of people, and they were trained in various military skills according to the method of regular soldiers, named Fang Fang.

Who knew that before the training was over, Sinaloa encountered provocation, so this "semi-formed army" was directly pulled to the battlefield.

Nothing is a better way to train than a real battle.

The small town of Los Ramons is really not large in size. This can be seen from the fact that there are less than twenty police officers in the entire town.

But its strategic significance is extremely important.

As long as you occupy it, it is equivalent to digging a hole in front of Sinaloa's house, and you can use it to break into the door at any time.

Therefore, Sinaloa attaches great importance to this place. Even in peacetime, more than 40 people were arranged to station in this place, which is twice as many as the number of police investigations in the town.

"Fuck, why isn't it done yet?"

At the door of a house, the drug dealer was waiting quickly and impatiently cursing, rubbing his crotch from time to time, as if he could not wait.

There was also a drug dealer squatting beside him and smoking, and Ak leaned on the porch casually.

"What's the hurry? Who doesn't know that Juan was a long time? Didn't you just played yesterday?"

"That girl is so excited. I want to die on her. It's such a cheap waste."

This is the home of the town police.

And the one who is suffering from the torture inside is the wife investigated by the town police.

Not just the day.

These poor drug dealers sometimes come over at night and drive the male owner out directly, which is so wild and disgusting.

And due to Sinaloa's tyranny, the couple dared not speak out.

Yin and Yang are reversed and order is chaotic.

How could this still look like a sovereign state?

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door finally opened. A drug dealer with messy hair took out with a gun in one hand and carried a leather in the other, with a full face full of satisfaction after venting.

"You are so cruel. You're so scared to kill that woman for so long?"

The drug dealer squatting on the ground smoking stood up.

"Hehe, I want to hurry up, but I can't control such things. It's not my fault for being in good health..."

"Get out of here!"

The drug dealer, who was anxious and anxious, kicked it.

"If I mess up her, I will never end up with you."

He glared at him, and the guy was about to walk into the house in a hurry, obviously he was already in a state of suffocation.

But at this time, a police jeep suddenly drove over and stopped at the door with a "swish".

The three inhuman drug dealers were not guilty or panic at all, and looked at the police car unscrupulously, with arrogance.

The car door opened and a policeman jumped down. He was very young, probably less than thirty years old.

Looking at the three drug dealers blocking his doorstep, he looked nervous and frightened, but there was a creepy resentment and hatred surging deep in his eyes.

"Hillo, you are not staying well in the police station. What are you doing when you come back? Do you want to do it?!"

The drug dealer swears at the police investigation. This kind of magical scene may be hard for ordinary people to imagine, but it actually happened at this moment.

The Juan, who had just finished venting, raised his gun and pointed at his husband, and said fiercely: "Get back quickly, or I will shoot you to death!"

In the town of Los Ramons, such things are simply the norm.

As long as these drug dealers are present, the police will hide, even if they are at their own home.

The relationship between cat and mouse was completely altered.

"I have a copy of...I forgot to get the document, come back to get it."

The policeman Zahiro looked so pitiful and humble. When he entered his house, he even had to speak in a nearly begging tone.

"Come back to get it tonight, it's inconvenient now!"

inconvenient.

How fucking it is.

Looking at the belt that the drug dealer had not worn, the policeman Zahiro's eyes twitched and his hands subconsciously squeezed them.

"Don't get out of here!"

When the interest was coming, I could hardly bear it. The drug dealer was like sending a dog.

Herro knew very well what was going on and what was going on next.

But if he didn't leave, he had no doubt that these drug dealers would definitely kill him.

Even though he was suffering from the torture of all internal organs, he could only forcefully squeeze out a twisted smile and slowly turn around.

"Ph! What a fucking coward!"

A contemptuous saliva came from behind.

He dared not look back, nor even expressed his anger.

But just as he was about to get back in the car, several armored vehicles roared over.

One policeman investigated and three drug dealers were all stunned.

"Hold your head with both hands! Squat down!"

A group of armed personnel rushed down and shouted gloomyly.

Xiro was very smart, perhaps because he was used to it, so he quickly reacted and immediately squatted beside the police jeep with his head in his arms as the other party's instructions.

He seemed to have forgotten that he was a police officer.

The three drug dealers seemed more backbone than him, and they were stammering their necks, "Who are you? We are Sinna..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, a bullet flew over in a spin.

A bloody hole appeared in the eyebrow of the anxious drug dealer and fell to the ground immediately. He could not enter the room until he died.

Blood splashed the two people next to them with a look on their faces.

The drug dealer was smart before. He knew it was not good. This guy was indeed quite fierce. At this time, he actually planned to use a gun to resist, but his speed was not as fast as bullets.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bullets surged.

He was instantly beaten into a hornet's nest.

"Pu"

The belt fell to the ground. The Juan was afraid and did not dare to look at his companion's body. He threw it away. He immediately imitated the policeman Zahiro, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Although Sinaloa is the number one drug cartel, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Because Sinaloa is too large, the internal personnel are inevitably of different quality, and it is normal for people who are greedy for life and fear of death.

This group of armed personnel of unknown origin was very vigilant and showed extremely high combat qualities. A group of people stayed at the door to guard them, and a group of people entered the house to search to see if there were any arrested fish.

"There is only one woman inside."

Soon, one person came out to report.

"That's my wife!"

Herro mustered up his courage and raised his head, and finally stopped hiding his deep hatred.

"These beasts are not humans! They have defiled my wife!"

The man who should be the leader looked at the poor policeman squatting on the ground and checked.

"Take out your gun and kill him."

Xiro was stunned.

"Or I'll kill you."

Herro's face kept changing, and finally was covered by madness and ferociousness. He suddenly stood up, pulled out his hand from his waist and rushed to the last drug dealer Juan.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The bullets were completely wiped out in one breath.
Chapter completed!