Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 87: The use of the alarm was a bit too much.
Milton was furious, really furious.

He had just given a passionate speech on television and had just established his authority as the "Godfather" in the old streets.

Only one day has passed, and someone dares to cause trouble on his turf?!

In Milton's view, this wasn't just stealing money from the grocery store; it was a slap in the face and an attempt to steal his tax revenue.

This is no ordinary thief; we must strike hard.

There was no need for cost accounting, no need to consider profit or loss; the only option was to eliminate this audacious man and his accomplices in the most violent, swift, and cruel way possible.

"Are you sure you were robbed?" Milton approached the woman, glanced around, and asked doubtfully, "It looks to me like you were robbed."

The woman was so terrified she couldn't speak. She was trembling all over and even forgot to hand over the gift she was holding: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I, I was just worried that you wouldn't come if I said it was a robbery. I, I didn't mean to make a false report!"

"I'm so sorry, please take whatever you want from the store. I'm so sorry! I have a child with me, sir, I beg you, please don't hold my unintentional offense against me..."

Milton didn't care about such a small matter at all. He scanned the woman with his panel, and after confirming that there was no problem, he waved his hand: "I am a tax officer, not a robber."

"Alright, don't dwell on such trivial matters. Tell me immediately the time of the robbery, the robber's appearance, which direction he went, and any clues you can think of. Hurry, every second wasted reduces the chances of solving the case!"

The woman's mind was completely blank, but she still instinctively blurted out, "They're two members of the Fan Kang gang, their height... walk that way... I've heard people say they live somewhere like..."

As the woman revealed more and more information, a notification finally popped up on the system panel.

[A clue has been obtained: some smuggled goods may be hidden in the bar opposite Little Maya Park.]

Milton, now flush with cash, bought the lead without a second thought and confirmed more details.

"Two streets away from the Malacan town public hospital is a bar, a stand-alone building, which looks like it belongs to the Van Kang gang. Good, it saves innocent people from being hurt in the neighborhood."

"Get on the bus, let's get going."

It was getting dark, time to get moving.

Milton ignored the beer and canned food in the woman's hand, turned around, got into the BTR-40 armored vehicle, and sped towards the bar.

Flora gripped the steering wheel and clicked her tongue twice: "Why are you so angry?"

“I suspect this is a premeditated provocation,” Milton said coldly. “If I let them go this time, my authority will be completely ruined.”

"...Really? I don't think this was premeditated. Who would have thought you would react so strongly? You even brought the Carl Gustaf M2 along, bro."

Before receiving the alarm, Milton was still hesitating whether to spend points to buy the 84mm rifled cannon. After receiving the alarm, he did not hesitate at all and directly spent 30 red points to redeem it. He also spent 4 red points to redeem a base load (12 rounds for the vehicle) of various types of shells.

This recoilless gun can be used by a single soldier or mounted on a vehicle. When mounted on the roof of a bulletproof vehicle, it's considered a very low-spec version of a tank in the town of Malakhan.

High-explosive rounds, thermobaric rounds, armor-piercing rounds—there's bound to be one that suits these robbers who have a death wish.

"Hopefully there aren't any other customers in the bar, otherwise we'll still have to make a surprise attack. Although we can cut off the power, we have night vision goggles, and we know the Magap shooting technique... it's still hard to completely avoid accidents. What if we accidentally injure someone?"

Milton glanced at Flora: "It wasn't an accident; it was Van Cameron's gang of thugs who executed the hostage."

When it comes to life and death, we should try to avoid accidental injury if possible. If there's really no other way, we can't just gamble with our own lives, can we?
"...I think you and Olya would have a lot in common. I've heard that the Russians also like to do this kind of thing in their counter-terrorism efforts."

Olya, who was adjusting the camera in the back row, was caught off guard and immediately protested, "That's a stereotype, it doesn't exist at all! Our hostage survival rate is very high!"

"I don't believe it, 'tax collector,' do you?"

Milton thought for a moment, then said very sincerely, "I don't believe it either." "..."

The group chatted for a few minutes and then arrived near their destination.

Since the operation took place in town, the commotion was almost impossible to conceal, so Milton didn't intend to launch a surprise attack.

If the police had known why they were making such a big fuss and what Milton's goal was, they would have already notified everyone.

Instant strike!

"11 o'clock position, closed tavern, 200 meters away, no sentries detected. Target confirmed, marked as number 1."

"Great, no need to worry about accidental injury."

"Ready to shoot!"

Flora slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a steady stop.

Milton immediately locked onto his target and pulled the trigger.

boom! ! !
Don't you like to rob? Don't you like to run wild on my turf? Don't you like to brandish your gun? Don't you like to fire your gun?

Let's have a gunfight. I have an 84mm rifle, what about yours? (A recoilless rifle is a weapon with no recoil.)

Thermobaric bullet flew over the roof of the armored vehicle and accurately hit the first floor of the bar.

The terrifying flames almost made those nearby think the sun had risen again.

The figure inside the bar on the first floor instantly vaporized!

Meanwhile, Lutz, in another SUV, shouted to the stunned bystanders, "Everyone evacuate! There are two thieves here, oh no, robbers... We're catching robbers!"

"They robbed the taxpayers of the 'hellish tax collectors'; they are an extremely vicious and heinous gang of robbers!"

The passersby were all dumbfounded.

What the hell? Have the police lost their minds today? They're actually investigating robberies?
It's one thing to regulate, but why is the intensity suddenly so great?

Could it be that they stole Disney's copyright?

However, before the bewildered passersby could escape, Milton had already loaded the next thermobaric bomb and fired it into the second floor of the bar.

Another fireball exploded!

The bar has been completely engulfed by the raging fire.

Seeing this scene, not only passersby, but even Milton's teammates who came with him were stunned.

I thought they brought a cannon just to scare people, but they actually fired it, two shots, no less!
Is it really necessary to arrest two robbers who stole ten or twenty dollars?
Each of these shells costs thousands of dollars!
The newly recruited police officers and combat personnel suppressed their shock, grabbed their guns, jumped out of the car, and surrounded the bar, where it was unlikely that anyone was still alive. Following the planned steps, they threw grenades and stun grenades inside while shouting warnings.

"police!"

"Criminals inside, you are surrounded!"

"Put down your weapons, raise your hands and come out to surrender, or you will be charged with resisting arrest; repeat, put down your weapons, raise your hands and come out to surrender!"

(End of this chapter)