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Chapter 70 I Just Want Your Lives (Seeking First Subscription)

Suspicion exists regarding the presence of weapons of mass destruction...

Everyone else was a little dumbfounded.

"And then we just rushed in and arrested them?"

Milton chuckled: "How could that be? If you suspect the other side has weapons of mass destruction, you need to have some real evidence. You can't just use a bottle of laundry detergent as evidence, can you?"

“My plan is simple. First, I’ll have those two traitors go to the steakhouse, which is where the negotiations will take place, on our behalf. If they insist that I also be there, I’ll change my story and say that the two traitors will go first and I’ll arrive later… Anyway, all we need to do is get them together.”

"Then send a car loaded with explosives in and detonate it—of course, there will be the bodies of Fan Kang gang members on the car."

“We will then enter the scene on the grounds that Fan Kang’s gang members possess weapons of mass destruction. Anyone who resists us is a member of Fan Kang’s gang and possesses weapons of mass destruction.”

"Finally, have Olya quickly publish a report saying that Fan Kang's gang of thugs attempted to violently disrupt the cooperation between the police station and checkpoints, causing significant casualties, and portraying us as victims as well."

"If possible, send another person to give an interview and make a strong condemnation of Fan Kangbang, claiming that the checkpoint is their mortal enemy."

"Of course, the plan is simple, but we must do all the preparations and reconnaissance work. Don't treat the enemy like fools."

Most operational plans should not be too complex; the more sophisticated a plan appears, the greater the likelihood of failure.

A good plan only needs to be feasible and have strong execution capabilities.

After hearing the plan, Lutz exclaimed once again, "I think Van Cameron has really messed up by messing with the boss..."

It was just an ordinary border armed gang.

Now that a few things have been done, they're almost becoming real, universally hated terrorists...

The entire Van Kang gang in Malacan is going to die!
Veronica said gleefully, "I think the most malicious thing is the statement issued on behalf of the checkpoint that they are irreconcilable enemies with the Van Conn gang. I can't imagine how disgusted Varta and Raul will be after seeing this report."

Being represented by someone else is very unpleasant, but if you represent someone else, the feeling is completely different.

Matteo wasn't interested in anything else. He carefully considered the plan and began asking some detailed questions: "Boss, the cars are easy to get, and the Van Con gang is easy to get, but where are we going to get so much explosives?"

To be honest, if you really want to make your own explosives, triacetone or perchloric acid are relatively simple to prepare, and the raw materials are relatively easy to obtain.

However, such a sudden and large-scale purchase of these uncommon raw materials is too big a move and could easily lead to problems if the enemy is watching closely.

Milton's "trap" was originally intended as a surprise attack.

If the other party discovers our intentions, the plan will fall through.

“We can’t make too big of a move… Luckily, I still have 20 shells left from the last raid on the checkpoint. Let’s use these. We can stuff them all into a car with a full tank of gas. That’s enough to blow up a steakhouse.”

"Veronica, go to the gun shop and ask if they have recoilless rifles in stock. If not, buy two RPGs or other rocket launchers; that will do."

"Matto, find a way to get two corpses of Fan Kang gang members for your men, fresh ones, no need to capture them alive... Hmm, the corpses should be as intact as possible."

"Just find someone, call over that reporter Olya, and say you have some big news that needs an exclusive interview with her."

"Don't be afraid to spend money. We have money now, and we'll have even more money after the fight."

"Luz, call Flora. I'm going with her to the steakhouse for a close reconnaissance, and while we're at it, find out who owns this steakhouse."

"If we're lucky, after this battle, our sphere of influence might be able to expand beyond just this small area of ​​the Old Street Black Market."

"All combat personnel, assemble at 9:00 AM tomorrow for a training session."

"action!"

...Malakhan town, central church.

Because of the scandal exposed by the Qing Teng Foundation and the arrest of its executives, there are no more "volunteers" distributing medicine in the vicinity.

However, a few people still gathered around, looking around with deep disappointment in their eyes.

"No one's distributing the medicine anymore..."

"The newspaper said that there were problems with the free medicines distributed."

"But the pain stopped after I ate it."

"Could it be that distributing medicine for free threatened the interests of some people, so someone arrested them?"

"That shouldn't be the case. I heard that a pregnant woman died from eating poison on Green Leaf Street..."

"Fan Kang's gang bombed the checkpoint last night, causing huge losses... I'm afraid medicine prices will go up again. Sigh, at this rate, who will be able to afford medical care?"

"I heard that Fan Kangbang also burned a medical truck!"

"The Fan Kang gang of Mexicans is really too arrogant. They come here to bomb police cars, bomb checkpoints, burn things, and sell illegal drugs. Is there no one who can do anything about them?"

"They should be sent to collect their taxes by those 'hellish tax collectors'!"

"..."

Just then, a Hummer drove past them and stopped next to the church.

A man in military uniform hurriedly got off the car and walked toward the church with an extremely gloomy expression.

The church doors were pushed open, and he walked into the empty chapel, sitting down in the only chair that was occupied.

The man lowered his voice and said to the man who had just sat down, "Valta... how are things going with your business with Van Kang?"

The speaker was Pedro, the police chief of Malacan!

Varta was quite embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, what else can I do? Raul and I almost started a fight right there! Milton... a bug, dared to challenge my bottom line several times, dared to ruin my plans several times!"

“At least there hasn’t really been a war.” Pedro sighed and rubbed his forehead. “That officer named Brandon… no, he’s the sheriff now. He’s incredibly lucky to be alive.”

With that kind of injury, 9 out of 10 people would die, and the remaining one would be crippled.

Surprisingly, Brandon came back to life?

"What's the point of not starting a war? Our relationship with the Van Kang gang is already on the verge of collapse, understand? The huge interests of the Sinaloa Group are completely irrelevant to us, understand?!"

"That pig Raul still thinks I tricked him!"

"Mexico and Guatemala don't only have this one checkpoint! Do you think I'm not under pressure? Do you know how many people are watching my position?!"

"call……"

After shouting, Varta took a deep breath to calm himself down and continued, "Milton also killed Carlos. This is reciprocal retaliation. He has officially declared war on us. Let's prepare for war."

Pedro hesitated for a moment, then said, "It seems, but not necessarily... My informant told me that Milton wants to negotiate peace with us, saying he wants to cooperate with us and share the spoils."

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)