Chapter 118

After getting out of the car in the Bokan area, Yao Doudou slung the narrow box over her shoulder and spoke into the headset next to her cheek as she walked, "I've arrived at my position. Team One, report your status."

"There are four more people in the bungalow than yesterday. It looks like they're moving the goods," Da Ming, the leader of Team One, immediately replied. "There are a total of twelve people, half of whom are technicians. Their combat effectiveness is questionable."

Yao Doudou paused for a moment and asked, "Team Two?"

"My situation is the same as yesterday, no changes," Team Two replied.

Yao Doudou walked quickly, her brain working rapidly.

"Team leader, if you ask me, we don't need to make this so complicated," Da Ming said in a low voice. "With the six of us, we can just charge straight at the target."

"No, no," Yao Doudou frowned and replied, "Sixth Master wants us to fire a shot, and that shot absolutely can't misfire, otherwise his side will collapse. Let's be safe and do it according to the first plan."

"Roger that," Da Ming replied.

Yao Doudou glanced at her watch, "Attack in five minutes."

After saying that, Yao Doudou didn't get into the car, but quickly disappeared into the darkness.

...

The gold brick and arms trade is rampant in the Bokan area because it is a stronghold of the Sinaloa rebels. Not only are people on the ground engaged in this line of work, but even the rebels themselves, in order to ensure they have money to fight, are manufacturing and selling this stuff, or smuggling arms on a large scale. So, this place is extremely chaotic.

On the southern edge of Bokan Town, there is a ruin left over from the war. It used to be a residential village, but when the civil war started, all the residents fled, leaving behind only densely packed, bombed-out houses and scorched earth.

Inside a relatively intact, low bungalow, six people are currently wearing milky-white protective suits and gas masks, manufacturing powdered, solid "gold bricks" that harm all of humanity. There are easily eight hundred to a thousand small workshops like this in the entire Bokan Town.

As long as you are willing to pay tribute to the rebels, you can operate here and do this kind of thing.

When there are more people, the competition is also greater, so there are often conflicts between private armed forces in this place. But compared to war, it's just a small skirmish, so no one cares at all.

The workshop is sealed, and no one but the six technicians enters. They are afraid of harming their bodies and even very disgusted with this stuff.

In the monitoring room outside, six people are playing cards and chatting. Next to them, against the wall, stands a row of visible firearms, and next to the ammunition box, there are several hand grenades.

In the darkness, two men circled around to the back of the house from the side. The leader was Da Ming. He looked up at the surveillance camera on the upper side of the workshop and asked in a low voice into his headset, "Are the covering positions in place?"

"In place," the other side replied.

Da Ming looked at his watch and, seeing that it was time to attack, decisively gave the order, "When the gunfire sounds, the covering positions attack!

"Roger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Da Ming raised his gun with the silencer.

"Pfft, pfft!"

Two muffled gunshots rang out, and the camera was shattered on the spot.

Inside the room, a burly man who was playing cards instinctively glanced at the monitor when he heard the sound, "Damn it, it's out. Grab the guns, someone's here!"

The people in the room were all desperadoes, and they reacted quickly, rushing to the window at the first opportunity and pulling down the iron plates hidden above the window frames. These things are bulletproof, and once they are pulled up, it is impossible to see what is happening inside from the outside.

After the iron plates were pulled up, the leading burly man used an iron bolt to lock the iron door, and a companion directly picked up an automatic light machine gun.

In the ruins next door, Da Ming jumped up nimbly and shouted, "Covering positions, attack! Xiao Yu, prepare to breach!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man hiding in front of the workshop suddenly stood up, set up a modified small grenade launcher, took a step back, and raised his arms upward at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Bang, bang!"

The sound of two celebratory salutes rang out, and two small shells shot out in an arc toward the upper side of the workshop building and accurately fell down along the ventilation chimney and ventilation window of the workshop.

This kind of launch accuracy cannot be achieved by training at home. It is a skill that can only be learned through continuous tempering by the war machine and through the hands-on teaching of professionals.

The workshop must have ventilation windows, otherwise, the large amount of waste gas produced inside could suffocate people in minutes.

Yao Doudou's team has been here for five days and has reconnoitered countless times in advance. It is no exaggeration to say that they know exactly where every large stone around the workshop that could hinder escape is located.

"Boom!"

After the small explosive shells flew over the house, they exploded instantly, directly shattering the chimney and the anti-theft iron bars of the ventilation window.

The covering youth retreated again, quickly replaced smoke grenades and flashbangs, and fired three more rounds at the top of the workshop.

This time, without the iron bars on the chimney and ventilation window, the projectiles fell directly into the workshop.

Two slight explosions rang out, and the inside of the room instantly turned white, and the technicians inside shouted and rushed out.

At the same time, the young man named Xiao Yu came to the bottom of the broken surveillance camera and planted four directional C4 explosives in three seconds.

"Boom!"

A large hole was blown out of the brick wall. Da Ming, who was standing ten meters away, scanned the room with his gun and shouted at Xiao Yu, "You do precision shooting, hurry!"

Xiao Yu was stuck in the gap in the wall, and his gun barrel protruded into the room. At a very close range, he continuously shot and killed four or five people in the room and hit the man who was holding the machine gun but didn't have time to fire it.

Inside the room, the leading burly man kept calling into the walkie-talkie, "Our Workshop No. 2 has been attacked, I don't know who they are, request support, or the goods will be lost."

At this moment, the burly man only thought that the other party was here to rob the goods, because this kind of thing happened from time to time.

"How many of them are there?"

"I don't know, I didn't see clearly, at least a dozen people," the burly man never expected that there were only three people attacking them.

...

In a large compound near the inner side of Bokan Town, more than twenty people rushed out of the warehouse with guns, rushing to the cars in the yard.

"Hurry up!"

On the second floor, a man shouted with bulging eyes, "That batch of goods can't be lost!"

More than twenty people got into the car in a hurry and quickly left.

About three or four minutes later, Yao Doudou said, holding the headset, "The target didn't go, Team Two in! Drive in, be quick!"