The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 108 Nitromethane
"Do you know where they went?" Gizelle sat in the co-pilot in the car and asked curiously: "I have sneaked into Barak's men for so long and haven't found out where they transported the drugs from."

"North latitude 32 degrees 33 minutes, west longitude 116 degrees 49 minutes." Ron pointed at a point on the car computer map.

Seeing that Giselle was still puzzled, Ron continued to explain: "Think about it, if Barack smuggled drugs from Mexico, there are only two means, land or water, but he is recruiting drivers , so it is absolutely impossible to go by sea, only by land.”

"But there are countless cameras and detectors on our border, and all vehicles that cross the border will definitely be found."

"It's hard to get through on the ground, so what if it's underground?" Ron smiled slightly: "If I remember correctly, there is the largest abandoned mine from Mexico to the United States."

Giselle's eyes lit up: "That's why he needs the best drivers to deliver the goods for him, because the roads in the underground mine are intricate and a hundred times more difficult than the most difficult track, no wonder he needs the best drivers. "

"That's right," Ron picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered to Hank and Arthur: "From now on, turn off the lights and all light sources, and wait for Toretto to come out."

Meanwhile, a reconnaissance drone with a night vision camera is lifted into the sky by Ron...

On the U.S.-Mexico border, the FBI helicopter rumbled past in the sky, but found nothing unusual on the ground, and left in vain. The abandoned mine in the mountain, as if receiving a signal, flashed a burst of light.

A convoy of ultra-powerful modified cars emerged from the mine, the second being Toretto's black Chevelle.

"It's too slow!" The leading black man got out of the car dissatisfied, and patted the engine covers of the other cars one by one: "Get down quickly! Start working."

The subordinates who had been waiting here for a long time immediately unloaded one large suitcase after another from several cars.

"Why don't you come down? Big man!" The strong man walked back to Toretto's car dissatisfied.

And Toretto unscrewed the bottle filled with nitrous oxide, pressed the cigarette lighter and got out of the car.

Nitrous oxide, an inorganic substance with the chemical formula N2O, also known as laughing gas, is a colorless, sweet-smelling gas, and is a very effective ene promoter.

Under certain conditions, using it together with gasoline can have the same effect as a bomb. Toretto has seen countless times in underground drag racing competitions that people were blown up by his modified N2O car.

"Don't touch me!" A driver who was driving through the mine with Toretto knocked off his hand in dissatisfaction, but was immediately pointed at by a black man with a gun, and his small face paled instantly: "Don't shoot, Boss!"

"Nitromethane." Toretto slapped a line without any expression of joy or anger on his face.

The big black man turned around in confusion: "What?"

"I said, nitromethane is only used for abscesses."

Nitromethane, left over from the scene of Letty's car accident, Toretto knew that Letty would never use this kind of thing, so this can only be left by the murderer, and this is one of the clues he has been following.

"Have you checked my car?" The big black man let go of the poor man who had just peed in fear, and with a pistol in his hand, he approached Toretto dangerously, almost touching his face: "I'm talking to you !What do you want to do?"

"70 Plymouth." Toretto looked straight into the black burly man's eyes, did not answer his question, but said the name of a car: "Her name is Letty, someone crashed her car."

"That's right, I bumped into it." At this moment, no matter how low the IQ of the black brawny man was, he could see that Toretto was acting badly: "Do you still remember that face? I have already forgotten it, because I saw him last time. When it got to her, she was still burning."

"click~"

The black burly man pulled the firing pin of the pistol, and the pistol was ready to be fired at any time, with an arrogant expression on his face: "So what? Now you are still like her, and your life is in my mind."

"I will enjoy the next moment very much." Toretto didn't panic, and said an inexplicable sentence without beginning and end.

"Deng~" At the same time, the electric cigarette device in Toretto's car just popped out, and the hot temperature instantly ignited the flammable gas in the car.

boom!
The car made a loud noise, and the violent flames engulfed several surrounding cars together, and then detonated the gasoline and combustion accelerant in several other cars for a second time.

The few members of the drug trafficking organization that were close were instantly torn to pieces, and even the strong black man turned his gun in panic, looking for an enemy that did not exist.

The witty Toretto had already taken advantage of the gap between the explosion and rolled on the spot, rolled into the car loaded with the drugs they had transported, and sat in the driving seat.

O'Connor saw the timing, rolled onto a younger brother who had just fallen, picked up his submachine gun and fired at the crowd, and immediately the drug gang fell down.

As soon as O'Connor finished firing the bullets, he got up immediately, rushed into Toretto and snatched the co-pilot of the car, and the two drove off together.

"Now, fire me!" Ron, who was lying on the top of the mountain, curled up a smile.

"Wait, isn't that kid from the FBI and your friend still inside? Do you want to wait for them?" Hank asked, who was a little overwhelmed by the order.

"Don't wait, it's now, fire me, let these sons of bitches taste the iron fist of socialism." Ron shouted excitedly, hammering the ground.

Arthur didn't wait for Hank to continue to ask questions, and immediately pressed the launch button in the car. The multiple rocket launcher on the back seat of the pickup truck immediately dragged a long tail flame, and with a deadly whistle, it flew across the sky and landed on the spot where drug dealers gathered. place.

"With all due respect, BOSS, we are a capitalist country." Arthur picked up an HK416 rifle and got out of the car. As soon as he finished speaking, the rocket bomb over there just landed.

The huge explosion made the night brighter than the day for a while, and set off Arthur's bald head extremely fiercely.

Ron gave full marks to this beep.

"But the weapons come from the socialist camp~" Ron retorted dissatisfiedly, and turned to look at the team in front of him.

Arthur, who is holding an HK assault rifle, has two pistols in his waist; Hank, whose face is covered by night vision goggles, is carrying an LG-5 sniper grenade launcher, and has an MP5K submachine gun hanging diagonally from his body .

And Giselle is only carrying a light Uzi submachine gun, an expression of impatient waiting, and a little bean with a remote control?
Ron couldn't help but feel confused, how long have you been in Los Angeles?Your own combat team is assembled!

"Boss, give the order."

Ron's expression changed: "Okay, there is only one order. Except for the black and strong man I Toretto spoke to just now, everyone under the mountain will be killed!"

(End of this chapter)