In the Bokan area, Yao Doudou got off the bus, carrying a long and narrow box on one shoulder. As he walked, he said to the headset next to his cheek: "I'm in position. Group 1 will report the situation."
"There are four more people in the bungalow than yesterday. It seems they are going to move the goods." Da Ming, a team leader, immediately replied, "There are twelve people in total, half of whom are technicians. Their combat effectiveness is questionable."
Yao Doudou paused and asked, "What about Group 2?"
"My situation is the same as yesterday, no change." Group 2 replied.
Yao Doudou walked quickly, his brain working rapidly.
"Leader, I think we don't need to make it so complicated." Daming whispered back, "The six of us can just head straight to the target point."
"No, no." Yao Doudou frowned and replied, "Liu Zi asked us to fire one shot, and this shot must not go off, otherwise he will collapse. Be safe and follow the first plan."
"Got it." Daming replied.
Yao Doudou looked down at his watch and said, "Five minutes later, attack."
After saying that, Yao Doudou did not drive, but quickly disappeared into the night.
…
The gold brick business and arms business are very rampant in the Pocan area, because this is the site of activities of the Sinaloa rebels. Not only are there people on the ground doing this business, but even the rebels themselves are manufacturing and selling these things, or smuggling arms on a large scale in order to ensure they have money to fight the war, so this place is very chaotic.
On the southern edge of Bokan Town, there is a ruin after the war. It used to be a living village, but when the civil war started, the people here all fled, leaving behind only densely packed bombed houses and scorched earth.
In a relatively intact low-rise building, six people, wearing milky white chemical protective suits and gas masks, were making powdered and solid "gold bricks" that were harmful to all mankind. There were at least 800 small workshops like this in the entire Bokan town, if not a thousand.
As long as you are willing to pay tribute to the rebels, you can operate here and do this kind of thing.
With so many people, there is a lot of competition, so there are often conflicts between private armed forces. But compared with war, these are just minor incidents, so no one cares.
The workshop was sealed, and except for six technicians, no one else went in. They were afraid of hurting themselves, and they even hated it.
In the monitoring room outside, there were also six people playing cards and chatting. Next to them, against the wall, stood a row of guns visible to the naked eye, and in the bullet box next to them, there were several hand buds.
In the dark night, two men came around the back of the room from the side, and the leader was Daming. He looked up at the surveillance camera on the upper side of the workshop, lowered his voice and asked into the headset: "Have you taken cover?"
"It's in place." the other party replied.
Daming glanced at his watch and saw that the time for the attack had come, so he decisively gave the order: "Gunshots sounded, cover the attack."
"receive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Daming picked up the M-series automatic rifle equipped with a genital-silencing device, switched it to single-shot mode with a swift movement, aimed at the two sets of cameras under the eaves of the workshop, and pulled the trigger.
“Puff, puff!”
Two very dull gunshots were heard, and the camera was shattered on the spot.
Inside, a sturdy man who was playing cards heard the noise and instinctively glanced at the surveillance camera: "Fuck, it's destroyed. Get a gun, there's someone there!"
The people in the house were all desperate criminals. They reacted quickly and rushed to the window and pulled down the iron plate hidden on the window frame. This thing is bulletproof, and once it is pulled up, the outsiders cannot see clearly what is happening inside.
After the iron plate was pulled up, the leading strong man used an iron bolt to lock the iron door, and one of his companions directly picked up an automatic light machine gun.
In the ruins nearby, Daming quickly stood up and shouted, "Take cover, attack! Xiaoyu, prepare to blast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man hiding in front of the workshop suddenly stood up, set up a set of modified small grenade launchers, took a step back, raised his arms at a 45-degree angle.
“Bang bang!”
The sound of two cannon shots rang out, and two small shells were shot in an arc to the upper side of the workshop building, and accurately fell down along the ventilation chimney and ventilation window of the workshop.
This kind of projectile accuracy cannot be achieved by training at home. It is a skill that can only be acquired through constant training with war machines and hands-on teaching by professionals.
There must be ventilation windows in the workshop, otherwise the large amount of exhaust gas produced inside can suffocate people to death in minutes.
Yao Doudou's team has been here for five days. They have visited this spot countless times beforehand. It is no exaggeration to say that they are well aware of the several large rocks around this workshop that could hinder escape.
“Boom!”
After the small explosive bomb flew over the house, it exploded instantly, directly shattering the anti-theft iron railings of the chimney and the ventilation window.
The covering young man retreated again, quickly replaced the smoke bomb with a stun bomb, and fired three more rounds at the top of the workshop.
This time, the chimney and the vent window had no iron bars, and the bullets fell directly into the inside of the workshop.
Two slight explosions were heard, and the room instantly became white. The technicians inside rushed out shouting.
At the same time, the young man named Xiaoyu came under the broken camera and placed four directional blasting C4 shells within three seconds.
“Boom!”
A big hole was blown out of the brick wall. Da Ming, who was standing ten meters away, fired into the house with his gun and shouted at Xiao Yu, "Precision shooting, quick!"
Xiaoyu stuck in the gap in the wall, poked the tip of his gun into the room, and at a very close distance, he shot and killed four or five people in the house in succession, and hit the man who was holding a machine gun but had no time to draw fire.
Inside the room, the burly man in the lead kept shouting on the intercom: "Our No. 2 workshop has been attacked. I don't know who attacked us. Please help us, otherwise the goods will be lost."
At this moment, the strong man just thought that the other party was here to rob goods, because this kind of thing happens from time to time.
"How many of them are there?"
"I don't know. I didn't see it clearly. There must be at least a dozen people." The sturdy man never thought that there were only three people beating them.
…
In a large courtyard near the inner side of Bokan Town, more than 20 people rushed out of the warehouse with guns in hand and rushed towards the car in the courtyard.
"hurry up!"
On the second floor, a man glared and yelled, “We can’t throw away that batch of goods!”
More than twenty people hurriedly got on the bus and left quickly.
About three or four minutes later, Yao Doudou held onto the headset and said, "We haven't reached the target yet. Group 2, go in! Drive in, quickly!"