Chapter 125: Warlord

M72 electromagnetic rifle, which is the latest military technology product in 2030, uses two millimeters of high-speed ammunition, which is accurate and deadly. Katrina purchased this super rifle through installments. By the way, there are tens of thousands of bullets and ten super energy storage energy batteries. She regarded the gun as a treasure.
Looking at the fierce girl, she didn't even touch herself, Zhou Qingfeng muttered ‘I have n’t seen you use this rifle before’. He only had to replace his SCAR rifle with an M249 light machine gun, while carrying a large amount of ammunition and grenades, and by the way he also loaded a M18A1 anti-infantry directional mine into his rucksack.
"Will you use these things?" Katrina was skeptical.
"There are instructions in the box." Zhou Qingfeng really pulled out an instruction from the box. This anti-infantry mine is produced in Chile and smuggled into the United States, and its use is very simple. "If you don't understand it, just look?"
Katrina was not convinced, "Be careful not to blow yourself to death."
The entire basement is full of equipment and supplies, which require two large container trucks to fit. In order to transport them away, Zhou Qingfeng and Katerina spent two days with twenty searchers.
Then, just as Zhou Qingfeng and Caterina sneaked around in Brooklyn to transport supplies, Los Zetas also spent two days before finally starting to improve his armed forces.
"I need an Overseer, a ferocious Overseer, and an Overseer who can turn widowers into warriors and drive them to fight fearlessly." Los Zertas put hundreds of himself on Town Hall Square. Backbone personnel all gathered to talk.
"You command a group of ten soldiers in groups of ten. If anyone dares to resist the order, execute it immediately." Los Zertas's words were so exciting that he kept waving his arms and shouted: " We need a team that is capable of fighting, not the waste that will only eat and now. "
The power of los Zetas has expanded from hundreds to thousands, and many of them are ordinary Mexicans who only seek to eat in the last days. After successive frustrations, he finally couldn't stand these wastes that could only do some miscellaneous work, so the big killer of the Warlords was used.
Most of the backbone of the Zhetas gang were the police who were doing drug control in Mexico. These people followed Los Zhetas in the drug trade. The opponents were the US Coast Guard and the drug police. One by one they were cruel and ruthless, ignoring him for his life and death.
At the order of Los Zetas, thousands of ordinary Mexican immigrants who had recently joined his group were divided into dozens of combat groups. These combat groups couldn't even get enough weapons, only a small number of people could get firearms, and some could only empty their hands.
"This is my inspiration from watching movies." Los Zertas complacent opponent said: "In World War II in the last century, the Soviets defeated the Germans with this tactic. Now I will also use This tactic defeats any opponent who dares to block me. "
I was next to Los Zertas, standing with a bearded man. This is exactly the member of the sniper team who nearly asked Zhou Qingfeng to die two days ago. He stood on the high platform of the Town Hall Square, licking the corner of his mouth and watching the messy people being reorganized. He smiled coldly: "Lose, give me With a little manpower, I also want to try to drive the crowd to the battlefield. "
当然 "Of course you can, Guzman, you are my most powerful subordinate, you can choose anyone at will." Los Zertas waved his hand, even if he gave up his command.
A bearded man named Guzman walked slowly down the high platform of the city hall and walked among thousands of confused Mexicans. His eyes were filled with flashes, and as soon as he reached out, there was a Mexican who was waiting to be assigned.
五十 When enough people were caught, Guzman took them to receive weapons. It was just that someone found that he had no gun at all and only received a magazine. "Sir, I only got one magazine. Where is my gun?"
"At your dead companion," Guzman said with a grin. "This is the inspiration Mr. Zetas has taken from the movie. People without guns will wait for their fellows with guns to die after they die."
Twenty-five people only received ten guns, and some even got only a pistol. They suddenly looked at each other. The man with the gun immediately grasped the weapon in his hand, and the one who received the magazine was even more anxious, and looked at his companion who had the gun.
"Now, your task is to capture the Gini district a few hundred meters away." Guzman raised a M4A1 in his hand and yelled, "It's a simple task, just a few hundred meters away, Just rush over. But if anyone stagnates, if anyone flees halfway, if anyone lays on his stomach, Kowal will blow his head. "
Guzman, bearded, beckoned, and Kowal, carrying an M40A5 sniper rifle, took a step forward. The two were a sniper group that assassinated countless hostile forces for Los Zertas.
Kowal was younger and more gloomy, his habit of squinting eyes, but the chill in his eyes shuddered. Fifty selected Mexicans shivered in his eyes.
He was around, and other Mexicans who joined the Zetas gang were driven like sheep. Most of these people only joined the gang for a living, but they did not expect to be driven to the battlefield as cannon fodder.
Zignetto stood in Guzman's side, sneaking into the United States from the border a year ago. He always felt that he was lucky to arrive in the bustling world capital of New York ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but now the fierce Guzman made him just want to go home.
I was right next to Nietto. Another hundred-man battle group was being formed. Some people begged that they would not shoot. As a result, the people in the supervision team fired without hesitation.
With the banging gun, Nito couldn't help trembling, and he tilted his head again to look at the man who was just crying and had his head shot to the ground. The splashing blood even flew to his face, making him extremely scared.
Zignetto will not shoot, he is only nineteen years old, just a Mexican farmer, came to the United States just to live a good life. He looked at a magazine in his hand, and didn't even know what kind of gun it was. He didn't even know where he should go to find a matching firearm.
Nieto has heard countless rumors these days, most of which are terrible news about the last days. For example, in the Kennedy District, everyone said that the people in that neighborhood were fierce and very difficult to mess with. But now he is going to attack that block, and God knows what he will face next?
Am I dying? Am i dying? Am i dying?
Tignetto was terrified, but he did not dare to speak, to cry, or to show himself, but the Zetas gangsters were famous for their brutality. And he looked at the other companions around him, everyone was pale, and some even had incontinence with trembling legs.
"Okay, guys. From now on you are soldiers, loyal soldiers fighting for Mr. Zetas." Guzman walked past the fifty soldiers with a wild smile and thumped their chests one by one, "I see It ’s your fear, but you better have the courage, otherwise I promise you will die soon ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome the book readers to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are in ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Please read for mobile users.