America: Starting with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 367 - 200 Night Raid on the Camp_3

Chapter 367: Chapter 200 Night Raid on the Camp_3

"Little Rock is just too dangerous, driving there will get us there by dawn, and the casino is about to close, the place got robbed just recently! Many tire shops were also smashed into, better to find an Underground Entertainment Venue on the poor streets of Los Angeles, might even save some money." Black said.

"ok, you’re the boss." Black casually smoked a leaf, chatting with each other.

Sieg aimed at his head and pulled the trigger, snapping.

Turning his head in the moment, Black was still smoking a leaf, everything went dark before his eyes, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The nearby Black heard the sound, turned around, and saw the watermelon burst open, was shocked stiff on the spot, with a cigarette still in his mouth before he could react, Sieg, like the grim reaper, aimed the sniper scope again at his dark head.

Pulled the trigger, snap!

Black also fell with the sound, making barely any noise.

Sieg continued to set up the gun, peering through the factory window glass, observing the inside situation where black people were singing and dancing, smoking leaves, drinking beer, and tuning the radio.

Reported: "Target down. Ready to infiltrate."

Allen Zhang received Sieg’s message, also saw the two Blacks sleeping like babies, lying on the ground never to wake.

These people really aren’t professional, trying to act as guards, playing gunfight tactics with retired military professionals, they’re indeed still green.

Immediately ordered people to carry weapons and infiltrate the factory, blocking the main door, flushing them all out.

A group silently infiltrated willingly, to say infiltrate, but frankly, entering the yard with swagger had no difference since the outside Black guards were gone.

The General Sect Leader remained composed, afraid to die so he stayed inside an armored vehicle not moving an inch.

Started the armored vehicle, paced on the accelerator, driving to the factory exterior. Checked the situation, the inside Blacks received no wind of the events, didn’t even think to come out and check, then comfortably got out of the vehicle.

Loaded the guns, followed into the front of the factory, leaving two standing guard where Black was.

At a glance and signal, a nearby Beggar Gang Disciple promptly went forward and knocked on the factory’s main door.

"Those blacks inside are coming to open the door. He’s not carrying a gun, the firearms are all placed on the table." Sieg as a lookout continuously reported the intelligence.

Allen Zhang set his mind at ease, held his gun standing by one side, until someone inside opened the door, the other side impatiently said: "wtf! What the heck happened out there..."

Before the voice fell, the nearby Beggar Gang Disciple immediately pounced over, pinning the man down to the ground, another person’s gunstock hit on the back of Black’s head, seeing stars.

Knee skillfully kneeling on Black’s neck, pressing the gun barrel on the forehead.

Looking up at the General Sect Leader, Allen Zhang didn’t even throw a glance, waved his hand without turning his head, the Beggar Gang Disciple got the hint, directly pulled the trigger, snap! and just ended him.

Others kicked the door open, pulled the pin of a Shock Bomb, threw it in, others directly circled around entering from the backdoor through the windows.

Waiting for the bang of the explosion, everyone entered shouting: "FBI!!!"

"Oh! shit!!!"

Initially, when Black heard the gunfire outside, he also instantly realized something was wrong, quickly picked up his pistol wanting to resist. But was disoriented by the Shock Bomb thrown in, got almost blinded, dizzy and nauseous, kneeling on the ground could not help but want to retch.

Sieg directly opened fire, snap! accompanied by the sound of breaking glass, a long-range headshot bullet penetrated the glass and killed the inside Black Panther leader.

Couldn’t even clearly see what he looked like, his head just burst.

Immediately after, several fully armed men rushed in, surrounded the Blacks tightly.

Seeing the fully armed FBI personnel cramming into the room, the Blacks panicked, quickly raised their hands, "Hey!! We surrender..."

But unexpectedly, the Beggar Gang Disciple didn’t play by the norms, directly lifted the muzzle, without a second word started firing at them.

Pop pop pop pop pop!

Black was instantly turned into a sieve, incredulously collapsed.

Allen Zhang held his ears outside, listening to the gunshots until they ceased, then leisurely pushed the door and entered, the factory was filled with smoke, a smell of gunpowder mingled with the stench of leaves.

Looking at the cocoa powder on the table, and the unfinished leaves, holding his nose frowned and said to the unpeaceful dead Black: "Bet you didn’t expect this, buddy. We’re not really FBI at all!"

Then pulled out his pistol, pop pop, and shot two more times.

He turned his head and saw the cage covered with black cloth next to him, gestured for the Beggar Gang Disciple to open it, went up and lifted it to see; found five or six people, both men and women, including two kidnapped Beggar Gang Disciples.

"I knew these guys couldn’t have only done this one job." Allen Zhang coldly said: "Those involved in human trafficking are really scum."

"Boss, didn’t leave any survivors though, what if they had any inheritance? Wives, lovers or something? Wouldn’t that be a pity?"

Crazy Captain Qibatu said somewhat regretfully.

Allen Zhang gave him a look, speechless, how does he feel this guy’s even more fanatical than Sieg?