Rainstorm Night, DEA's Action
"We need two new masks," Ding Ze said calmly to Abrutch in the black Mercedes-Benz.
Once again, he was familiar with it again. With the last experience, Abruch simply nodded and took out his mobile phone. "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
"Find two tourists. It's very normal for tourists to disappear in places like Miami," Ding Ze thought of this and said.
"Uh-huh."
It rained heavily.
Ding Ze and the two of them gradually drifted away.
Time flies.
More than 500 veterans walked close to the exit of the woodland and saw the red dots on Ma Hong and others one after another. Then, there was a very reasonable discussion.
It is not difficult to speculate on the identity of Ma Hong and others. After all, some time ago, Ma Hong held many press conferences and often appeared in the news.
Many veterans who were not in a good mental state smiled and felt particularly happy.
These veterans joined the army and spent several years of youth for the United States. After returning, except for the compensation given by the military, they had almost nothing. More importantly, they could not adapt and fell to the bottom of society little by little, and they had a lot of dissatisfaction with the upper class.
At this moment.
Looking at Ma Hong and others representing the upper class, they fell into such a situation.
How can it not be smooth?
Although the remaining veterans did not feel this kind of pleasure very strongly, they did not feel any discomfort.
So.
With a burst of discussion, a group of veterans ignored the life and death of Ma Hong and others, and got into the car and left.
Face this fact.
Ma Hong's mood is extremely heavy and instinctive. I'm afraid things will be big in the near future!
Ding Ze and Abrucci, just at the beginning, have such a group of veterans who see the FBI agents being controlled but turn a blind eye to it...
What about another year or two?
At that time, can Ding Ze and Abruch still be regarded as gangsters?
At that time, will Ding Ze and Abrutch's footsteps be limited to Miami?
Ma Hong thought a lot for a moment.
Unconsciously.
Most of the long-long cars on the roadside are on the road, leaving only a few cars behind Ma Hong and others.
It's been a while.
Finally, the 30 minutes are over.
The snipers in the woodland retreated on time.
Ma Hong and others, who had already been drenched into a drowned chicken and were wet all over their bodies. When they saw that the red dots on their bodies disappeared, they were relieved.
Then, interestingly, except for Ma Hong, who moved immediately, the other FBI agents did not dare to move at will.
Ma Hong opened the door of the car, saw this scene, and said, "It's time. Let's get in the car."
At the exit of the words, Ma Hong went straight into the car, and no bullets flew.
Seeing this, the rest of the FBI agents were calm.
After a while.
Ma Hong and others were on the road.
The agent beside Ma Hong took out his mobile phone and called Jack Burning, the head of the FBI Miami branch, and reported the situation in a panic. Then, he hatefully asked Jack Ber Tuning to organize manpower to arrest Ding Ze and John Abruch, as well as the Abruch family in the woodland. Those men!
Jack Bo-Tuning didn't expect that such a thing would happen in this reconnaissance operation of Ma Hong and others. After listening to this, he frowned and was silent for a moment. He didn't agree, "Come back first!" That woodland will not run, and Ding Ze and Abruch should not run out of Miami for the time being. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run!"
After saying that, Jack Tuning hung up the phone directly and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
Theoretically.
So many FBI agents, whose lives were threatened, almost died. As the head of the FBI Miami branch, he had the reason and obligation to organize the arrest immediately.
However, theory is theory, and practice is practice...
In fact, the full name of the FBI is the FBI, which focuses on investigation. Its own armed force is not strong, and now Ding Ze and Abruch are no longer ordinary gangs!
If you want to arrest Ding Ze and Abruch, you really have to care about it. The nature is already anti-black.
Then, you know, the anti-black operation in the United States has lasted for so many years. Which department has really organized a large number of people to slaughter a gangster?
The operations of anti-mafare operations are all infiltration, finding evidence, and relying on evidence to convict important gangsters...
That's it.
What can he do in the current situation?
Cooperate with SWAT and other departments to organize a group of people to arrest the Abruch family in the woodland?
Not to mention how many people died in the process of arrest...
Just say, I successfully caught some of my subordinates, and then what? Throw those subordinates into prison?
Ding Ze and Abrutch turn around, and they will recruit more people...
Anti-black is a long battle.
It is not only meaningless to catch the two big shots, Ding Ze and Abruc, and catch some small shrimps. On the contrary, considering the ferocity of Ding Ze and Abruc, if you don't pay attention, it will cause more trouble.
Jack Bo-Tuning tried to imagine the scene of Ding Ze and Abruch retaliating wildly against law enforcement officers in Miami...
Hiss~~
'I will never take this pot.'
Jack Burton said in his heart and made a decision.
Ding Ze and Abruch, their FBI continued to arrest.
As for arresting those subordinates and cracking down on the gangs formed by Ding Ze and Abruch, that's the local anti-black department in Miami. Their FBI is only responsible for collecting intelligence at most, and the rest, no matter!
It is very important to be wise and protect yourself!
After the decision was made, Jacob Tuning picked up the phone, contacted the Miami Police Department, and forwarded the relevant information.
*******
On the road, in the rain.
Ma Hong sat in the co-driver's seat, looking at the heavy rain outside the window through the window. He didn't say anything and thought about the faces of Ding Ze and Abruch.
At this moment, he already has an idea that even he finds strange.
'Cute off the faces of two people and put them on your own faces?'
'Is this really feasible?'
Ma Hong said silently, subconsciously touched his face, and couldn't stop shuddering.
Then, the mood became more and more solemn.
He is sure.
Ding Ze and Abrucchi chose to appear before, which means that it won't be long before Ding Ze will change their faces again...
That's it.
Ding Ze and the two will disappear again in a sense...
Then how to find it?
There are so many missing people in Miami every year, including many tourists. Tourists are missing, and they are usually reported after a period of time...
Not to mention, in case Ding Ze and Abruch choose to kidnap two people from other cities and cut off their faces...
'What the hell is this Ding Ze?'
The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. Ma Hong couldn't help scolding in his heart.
At this time, for the first time, he really understood the reason why Ding Ze had behaved so calmly all the way!
The rain is getting bigger and bigger.
It's after eight o'clock in the evening.
The rain is already exaggerated, as if countless people are pouring water down the sky for a second.
Then, the storm also sounded violently in a mess.
This kind of weather is really a little free.
However, no matter how freasing it is, for those cargo ships loaded with a large number of specialties on the sea, the work that should be done is still done.
More than ten minutes later.
With the storm and the waves, the cargo ships slowly stopped at the designated coordinates on the high seas. Then, the captains immediately took out their satellite phones and contacted the bosses of the Mexican and Colombian gangs in Miami.
The two bosses received a phone call and looked at the scene outside the house. Both of them said that there was nothing they had to do.
"I can't pick up the goods now! If I send people to sea in this weather, I will die as much as I go!"
"You wait at sea. The storm will end sooner or later! Don't worry, in this kind of ghost weather, everyone in DEA is staying at home. You are absolutely safe.
"..."
The two bosses said to the captains.
Although those captains know that this should be the case, they are not afraid of 10,000, but they are afraid of in case... There are so many specialties on the ship. If you wait for an extra hour on the high seas, you will be in danger of being caught by DEA!
If DEA seals up those specialties on the ship, cartel will be looking for trouble with them and their families!
On the contrary, after the goods were unloaded, they were sealed up by the DEA. The unlucky ones had to be those two bosses!
So.
Dead Taoist friends don't die poor Taoist!
"Get out of here, your life is your life, and my life is not your life?"
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Come and pick up the goods immediately!"
"If you don't come to pick up the goods, I will call back to explain the situation!"
". ..."
In a blink of an eye.
Both sides scolded each other. It's so lively.
Of course, this is just an appearance.
In essence, this scolding war is actually bargaining and allocating risks.
We scolded each other for more than half an hour.
The two sides compromised with each other and reached a plan.
The cargo ship will wait for three hours on the high seas. When the time comes, whether the storm strengthens or weakens, the two bosses must immediately send someone to sea to receive the goods.
Otherwise, the captains will contact Cartel to explain the situation and let Cartel make a decision.
In this case, neither the captain nor the boss of the two gangs don't want to see it.
After all, it's cruel and abnormal. Killing people is like drinking water!
If you bother Cartel for such a small thing as receiving goods, you don't know how those guys in Cartel will react...
There is a plan.
Both sides began to wait restlessly.
The other side.
In the old hotel.
Two human-skin masks are freshly baked.
After a few minutes.
Ding Ze and Abruc changed their faces smoothly. Since then, they have had new identities.
The name of Ding Ze's new identity is Neil Smith.
Looking at his new face, even if he had seen it before, at this moment, Abruch couldn't help azing, "Boss, your craftsmanship is really amazing! If only I had met you a few years earlier.
Ding Ze touched his handsome face, grinned, and was not modest at all. "It's true."
Abruc has long been used to Ding Ze's thick skin, and he doesn't think there is any problem because of Ding Ze's ability.
The two laughed a few words.
It's getting late.
Both of them went back to their rooms to rest.
********
Three hours passed by in a flash.
The storm has weakened a little.
"Thank God!" The boss of the Mexican gang said excitedly.
"God bless!" The boss of the Colombian gang reacted similarly.
Immediately.
The two bosses had no ink and spoke one after another, ordering their long-arranged men to get on the ship and go to sea to pick up the goods.
The men had no choice but to harden their scalp. Although they weakened a little, it was still a very scary storm and moved away.
Not much time.
In the night, small cargo ships and large yachts set sail from ports in all directions in Miami.
This scene is really spectacular.
Even the DEA agents who ambushed in several ports couldn't help thinking so.
"Get up and get ready," at this time, facing this scene, Ryan Baker, the head of the DEA Miami branch, was excited, picked up the walkie-talkie and said loudly.
A group of DEA agents responded, and then checked the weapons one after another.
After the weapon inspection is completed, the rest is to wait.
When those ships return with specialties, it's time to take action.
I waited for more than four hours.
Finally, a ship appeared on the sea with endless waves.
When Ryan Baker saw it at the first time, he was immediately shocked. He decisively picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Coming!!"
Instantly.
In several ports, hundreds of DEA agents, all clenched the submachine guns and shotguns in their hands, and were ready.
Five minutes, ten minutes...
The ships docked one after another and stopped.
The figures moved quickly, moved neatly, and unloaded the goods.
It doesn't take long.
A bundle of specialties was transferred to the truck on the shore.
So far, people have been stolen!
Ryan Baker put down the telescope, stopped delaying, and roared, "Action!"
The next second.
In several ports, there was almost a loudspeaker, "DEA! Don't move everyone!"
At the same time, several helicopters waiting for a long time in the shelter outside several ports took off one after another and flew to the port at full speed.
As soon as he arrived at the port, the DEA agent on the helicopter turned on the searchlight and locked the gangsters on the ground with the light.
DEA came off guard.
In several ports, hundreds of Mexican and Colombian gangs were caught off guard.
However, even so, after a short pause, these men still reacted and quickly picked up the guy and fired!
Suddenly, suddenly!
Bang, bang, bang!
Agent DEA was already familiar with this kind of battle and immediately fought back.
The DEA agents on dozens of helicopters did not hesitate to pull the trigger and shoot crazily.
Just like this, in the night, in the heavy rain.
Several ports were very lively with gunfire and crackling together.
About dozens of seconds have passed.
The boss of the Mexican gang and the Colombian gang received the news and almost went crazy!!!
"What the hey!"
"Go and support!"
"Quick! Hurry up!"
"Be sure to get the goods back!"
Under normal circumstances, the two bosses are unwilling to have a head-on conflict with DEA!
After all, this is America, not Mexico, not Colombia, and they will do business here next!
But this time it is obviously not an ordinary situation.
There are too many goods involved this time, and it is acceptable to lose a little, but if they lose too much, they will die!
That's it!
If there is a war, it will be very troublesome in the future!!
If you don't go to war and let so many goods be confiscated by DEA, you will die!
It's not hard to choose!
The orders of the two bosses passed down quickly.
Thousands of men from the two gangs poured out.
Everything happened quickly.
It feels like it's just a blink of an eye.
In several ports, the intensity and loudness of gunfire have reached a higher level.
And the DEA agents were gradually surrounded.
Facing this situation.
I didn't expect the two gangs to react like this. I thought that the two gangs would be the same as before. Ryan Baker, who was a little and a big man, couldn't help but have a numb scalp!
I can't help it. The difference between the number of people between the two sides is too big! The two gangs are desperately working hard!
At this moment.
Ryan Baker suddenly regretted it and subconsciously felt that if only he hadn't received a phone call from Ding Ze in the afternoon;
Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.
In a flash.
Ryan Baker took a deep breath, made a decision, picked up the walkie-talkie, adjusted the action plan, and ordered the DEA agents and helicopters in the sky in other ports to give up those ports and transfer to his port as soon as possible to concentrate on the collection of the specialties of this port!
Their action has caused some sacrifices.
If you can't get any results in the end, it's really doomed!
Therefore, for Ryan Baker, the specialties of his port must stay!
Fortunately, there are at least one or two tons of specialties in this port, and also one or two tons of Colombian specialties. If they can be successfully collected, this operation will not only not become a complete disaster, but also have some benefits.
The changes in the DEA action plan, the bosses of Mexican and Colombian gangs are basically aware of it at the first time.
So.
The boss of the Mexican gang was very happy, "Haha, let those Colombian lunatics cry!!!"
The boss of the Colombian gang, with a black face, was about to bleed, "Male Gobi's!!"
"Boss, what should I do? Do you want to do it?" The situation is critical, and time waits for no one. A second-in-command asked urgently.
"How many goods are there in that port?" The boss of the Colombian gang asked with a black face.
"About one o'clock tons!" The second leader answered.
Hearing this number, the boss of the Colombian gang immediately scratched his heart!
One and eight tons!
It's almost one-tenth of this batch of goods...
The boss of the Colombian gang struggled again and again. Finally, he endured the pain, gritted his teeth and made a decision, "No! There must be no problem with other goods!"
"Oin!" The second man did not dare to refute, so he left quickly and ordered to go down.
When the second leader left, the boss of the Colombian gang suddenly did not stand firm and collapsed in the chair.
One and eight tons of goods, if you say no, you don't want them. Although they won't let the Cali Group kill him, he will never get better...
But what can I do?
At a time when DEA has made a big and small choice so that he can survive, did he really kill all the DEA agents in that port for the sake of the 18 tons of goods?
It's impossible!
If you really do this!
He is still dead!
If you can live, why do you want to die?
He is not those worthless men!
He still has so much money that he hasn't spent!
The truth is.
In the city of Miami.
There has long been a tacit understanding between Mexican and Colombian gangs and DEA.
As long as DEA does not force the bosses of the two gangs of Mexico and Colombia to the extent that they will die if they do not resist, the bosses of the two gangs have already accepted the price of a certain amount of loss of goods.
Because of this tacit understanding.
After adjusting the action plan, Ryan Baker successfully collected the 18 tons of Colombian specialties without much effort.
'Good,' facing this result, Ryan Baker breathed a long sigh of relief and meditated. Then, he made various arrangements for the agents seriously, so that the agents began to work.
Later.
Ryan Baker walked aside alone, took out his mobile phone, and called his boss in Washington.
"The total weight is between one and five to two tons, which is a specialty of Colombia."
When the phone was connected, Ryan Baker said succinctly.
"Okay," Ryan Baker's boss answered, "let me know when you know the exact weight."
"Okay."
Hang up the phone.
Ryan Baker put away his mobile phone, turned around and looked at some Colombian specialties scattered on the ground, and smiled gently. He was really happy.
This kind of happiness is not only because the successful collection of this batch of Colombian specialties will make his achievements better, but also because he knows that these Colombian specialties will quietly circulate overseas after a period of time, increasing the action funds for the CIA, thus making the United States stronger!
He is a patriot!
He was very happy to think that the United States was getting stronger and stronger.
(End of this chapter)