Chapter Twenty-Six: Black Eats Black

Pinto looked a little nervous, and he clenched his gun and nodded at me. I pointed at SVD and said, "You don't have to be nervous, I'll touch it alone, you stare here first, cover me." If it goes well, I'll signal you to come over when I succeed. ”

"Understood." Pinto nodded again.

I put M4 behind my back, pulled out my dagger and held it in my backhand, looked at the other side again, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, I slowly walked into the river and slowly swam towards the target boat.

About fifty meters from the boat, I noticed that the lights on the boat suddenly came on. I took a deep breath and dived into the water and continued to swim forward.

After two air changes, I felt the hull. As I slowly surfaced along the hull of the boat, I heard someone talking on board, suggesting that there must be more than one person on board. At the same time I heard the sound of the car getting closer and closer, which meant that John and they had arrived at the trading place, and I had to speed up.

I looked left and right, and in the bow direction I saw the cable, and I slowly touched it, reaching out and touching the rope to climb up. When I got to the deck, I first showed my head and took a look, and I saw a figure in the cockpit, and the man could probably be seen in the light of the convoy looking in the direction of the convoy.

I touched the deck and looked around first, there was no special movement, but the lights on the shore were clearly visible, John and they had arrived, and there were quite a few people gathered there by this time. I got up and hunched over to the cab and made my way to the cockpit door. But just as I was about to try to open the hatch, the door suddenly opened on its own. I immediately picked up my dagger and leaned against the door, only to see a man walk out, smelling of smoke. When he came out, he was about to turn his head to look at me, but I went around behind him first, covered his mouth with one hand, and stabbed the dagger directly from the bottom to the top of his waist from the back, directly into his lungs, and twisted a few times in a row, and the man slowly relaxed after struggling a few times. I slowly flattened him and dragged him into the cockpit.

Just then, a man in the cockpit shouted, "Reinado, Reinado."

I immediately realized that this was a person's name, and it should be the name of the person I had dealt with. I immediately quickened and dragged the body around the corner, because I thought the man would come down to him after shouting a few times without reply, and I would do it then, but if I didn't, I would have to touch it myself.

I hid by the stairs down the cockpit and waited quietly. After shouting twice and getting no answer, the people above walked over here with a bit of swearing. He walked to the stairs as if to look down, shouted Reinado twice, and walked down step by step after still not getting a response. I hid on the side of the stairs and saw a hairy leg in slippers, judging from the man's movements, it seemed that the legs and feet were not very flexible, maybe he was injured or he was not fully awake from alcohol, this man went down the stairs to the door, and he did not notice that I was not far from him.

With such vigilance, who will die if he doesn't die? I crept up behind him, covered his mouth and nose, and stabbed him in the right side of the neck, and then habitually twisted it twice, and the man stopped struggling without any effective resistance or alarm, except for staring with wide eyes. I dragged the two of them together into the cockpit by the stairs and set them up, and walked down the stairs to the cockpit, I had to make sure there were no extra people here.

Soon I touched the cab, and the lights were still on, but there was no one else. I looked out through the glass and saw that John and Córdoba had already gotten out of the car, and in front of him stood two Mexicans, who were chatting about something.

I immediately turned back and descended the stairs to the deck, first waving at the other side of the bank where I had been hiding before for Pinto to come over, and when I saw a figure emerge from the hideout, I came to the heavy machine gun that I had planned to control.

"Damn, the biggest arms dealer is the Yankees." I say this because this machine gun is an M2, HB, Turret. This is a machine gun developed by the Yankees and equipped on a large scale.

I opened the insurance and sorted out the bullet chain. Then I watched the movement on the shore. At the moment there were about ten or so gun-carrying men on the shore facing away from me, facing the convoy, and there were several gun-carrying men on either side of the convoy, but there were not many of them. In the current situation, as long as I kill these dozen or so people who have their backs to me, then most of these Mexicans will be finished.

I looked at John, who and Córdoba were looking at the first truck with the Mexicans at the moment, and I noticed that John had started to look at me from time to time, and I thought that was a signal to me to do it.

I quickly aimed my heavy machine gun at the shore, and just then there was movement behind me, and I looked back to see Pinto had climbed into the boat.

"Quick. Knock out the people on both sides of the truck in a moment. After I finished speaking, I clicked and pulled the bolt, took a deep breath, and held the left and right grips to look at the target, "Boom, boom, boom." With the violent vibration and roar of the gun, the bullet flew out. The Mexicans on the shore with their backs to me were immediately beaten with flesh and blood. This 12. A 7×99mm caliber bullet can be said not to be specially used to hit people, and being hit by such a bullet feels like tearing the opponent's body, directly flying and smashing. The group of Mexicans I shot were some of them who were beaten into a sieve and fell to the ground, while others were hit in the arms or legs and had their limbs amputated. Many of them didn't have time to react, some of them didn't have time to fight back and were frightened and ran out like headless flies, but they were soon hit by bullets and fell, and some tried to hide behind some dock boxes, but these boxes were not armored, and in front of the heavy machine guns, the same as not dodging, the bullets directly tore all the boxes into pieces

Just when I was worried that I was going to hit John and the others, Pinto began to shoot one after another, and I noticed that John and the others had knocked the two Mexicans who were following him to the ground. The last of the men in ambush jumped out of the car and fired at the Mexicans on either side, who died before they could react, and it seemed that they were about to enter the stage of clearing the remnants of the enemy. Just then Pinto suddenly screamed at me, and looked nervously to my left.

I immediately let go of the heavy machine gun and lay down, only to hear the sound of gunfire coming from the left, and the bullets clanged on the heavy machine gun. I lay down and touched the M4 I was carrying in front of me. "How many of them are there?" I asked, leaning over to Pinto.

"Three, like three." Pinto also said as he lay on the ground.

"Three?" I turned my head to the left and climbed two meters away in the direction of the shore, and when I was worried that the other side would continue to suppress us without knowing where the other party was, I heard the gunfire there again but the bullets did not fly like just now, I knew that they were shooting at the people on the shore, this was an opportunity.

"Fight back!" I yelled at Pinto and sat up and pointed my gun to the left at the same time, and the moment I got up I saw three men from a boat next to me, two of whom were shooting at the shore, and one of them was looking at us with a gun, but he probably didn't know where I was, and when he saw me sit up, he seemed to be slow to react, and fell to the ground with my bullet as he adjusted the muzzle of his gun. One of the other two was shot dead by Pinto just as he was about to look at us after he realized that his companion had been killed, while the last one, unaware of the fact that he was the only one left, was still shooting intently towards the shore.

Seeing him like that, I came to the heavy machine gun again, adjusted my position, and aimed directly at the boat, "Go to God!" ”

With a curse from me, the bullets rained down on the boat, and the last man was torn into pieces and fell into the water, but I didn't cease fire and continued to shoot at the boat until I noticed John on the shore signaling me to cease fire. By this time, the deck and cockpit of the ship had been beaten to tatters, similar to the ships on the other side that had been scrapped for a long time.

"What's wrong with you? Does that ship have a grudge against you? John, who was standing on the shore, said to me.

I let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Pinto, who was already a little stunned, and then looked at John, and said, "I don't know what's going on, so I want to break that thing with this thing." Maybe it's because I was almost killed by those three guys just now. ”

John glanced at the ship, then looked at me meaningfully, "You may need to rest." ”

I waved my hand, "Don't talk about that." How's it going over there? How about the receipt? ”

"Very nice. Their munitions were piled up in the warehouse over there. It's ours now, and we've killed more than two dozen people, oh yes. I also caught one alive. John said, turning his head to look behind him, "Códoba, bring that guy here." ”

After a while, Códoba came with two men dragging a man who was already covered in blood. John lifted the man's face and smiled, and he could see that the man was tough, he was incomparably wounded, but he was still glaring at John with force, and before John could speak, the man opened his mouth to say something.

"What is he talking about?" I asked.

"Huh. He said we didn't know who we had offended. John said.

It made me laugh too, because it's kind of funny to say something like that to people like us. I glanced at the man and said, "Didn't you ask him if he could tell us who he offended?" ”

John bowed his head and said something to the man, who forced a smile, and then said something with a proud expression. John turned to English and said, "So that's what you're talking about." Maybe your king will come to you soon. He nodded at Códobá. Códoba motioned for two men to let him go, then raised his gun and shot him to death on the shore.

"What the hell did he say?" I asked, "What king?" And knights and princesses? ”

"He's talking about a huge drug cartel in Mexico." John said as he pulled away the arm of the Mexican, who had been killed, and pointed to the tattoo on the arm, "See this eagle tattoo?" That's their hallmark. ”

When I heard that it was a drug trafficking syndicate king, I immediately lost interest and changed the subject: "Then can we get out of here?" I'm already sleepy and hungry. ”

"Of course." John smiled at the others and said, "Give those guys on the dock some money and let them help us move the goods." We're going back. ”