wild star

Chapter 215 Chihuahua Desert

Zhao Yanling's destination was a beige building not far from the sausage stall. The porch was supported by four pillars, and there were unknown Spanish swear words written in red paint on the wall, full of typos.In front of the door are rows of tall iron drums filled with oil, and the inextricably entangled wires on the wire rods make people wonder whether mixed electricity may cause a fire.

When he arrived, the doors and windows of the building were tightly closed in hot weather, and the house was pitch black.There are thousands of lights behind, and the noise of chickens and dogs barking can be heard endlessly, and the quiet building in front of you seems out of place.

Zhao Yanling secretly thought something was wrong, there must be a demon if something goes wrong, is this the so-called murderous intent?

He turned on the night vision and looked, and found that the black muzzle of the gun was exposed from the stubble of the window, adding a touch of coolness to the scorching air.

This is sitting on the sidelines, waiting for him to come to the door!

The opponent's preparedness caught him off guard, and he couldn't think of any link that went wrong.

But it's all here, and it's impossible to return home without a fight.So he quietly bypassed the building, went to the barbed wire at the back, took the pliers to make a gap for one person to pass through, slowly moved the barbed wire away from the gap, and crawled in.

Sure enough, this group of fools thought that the barbed wire fence could protect their rear, so no one was sent to guard the rear.

In order to reduce the movement, he took off his shoes and walked in socks.There is also a photovoltaic panel on the roof behind, like a bright patch on a rustic dress.In addition, the doors and windows in the front were tightly closed, maybe it was too hot, and the doors and windows in the back were wide open.

Zhao Yanling leaned on the window and looked in. There were four people in total. They were wearing vests, rifles and submachine guns in their hands, and pistols pinned to their backs. They all had cigarettes in their mouths but did not light them, and they were all staring outside.

He wanted to capture him alive, but he felt unsure when he saw the scattered and fully armed four people.

When he was in the tomb of the sun, he had contacted Lao Mo's gangsters and got to know them better.

They usually deal in drugs. If the government cracks down on drug trafficking too hard and suffers a serious impact in the anti-drug war, they will use kidnapping and extortion to maintain their source of income.The drug cartel must rely on a large amount of money to hire personnel and equip armed forces. While resisting the invasion of other drug cartels, it must also guard against the attack of the Mexican government.At the same time, even if the capital chain is broken and the dismantling is blocked, they still need funds to purchase goods and maintain the drug channel from South America to the United States.

So Zhao Yanling didn't need to go to South America, and he didn't care about the life and death of the middleman at all.It doesn't matter if it's just a small guy on the dismantling side, as long as the mastermind here is killed, the drug chain will be broken.The Ya Zi of the Mexican gangsters must sign up like thunder, let them go to jail and they will come out one day, it is better to have a crisp one.

Thinking of this, he became murderous.

He took out the dragon spine and stood beside the drug dealer closest to him like a ghost in the darkness. It took less effort than chopping melons and vegetables to cut off the drug dealer's head.Hot blood sprayed all over the ground, Zhao Yanling quickly took out a plastic bag to put the flying head in place, put his feet against the headless corpse and slowly brought it down, trying to avoid splashing blood on his body.

He beheaded three people one after another with the fastest speed and the highest efficiency. The last person wiped his face and felt hot and sticky. He heard a strange hissing sound and smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose, and finally became alert.He hid in the window of the last room, turned his gun and fired directly.

Zhao Yanling lost the fish-scale dart, so he had to rush out the door to avoid the sharp attack, leaning against the wall and listening to the people inside roaring and shooting, pouring out his inner fear.Glass stubble and peeling wall skin were everywhere, and there were dense bullet holes.

The submachine gun ran out of bullets, and he took out his pistol and fired at the darkness indiscriminately. The gunshots stopped, and Zhao Yanling heard violent panting.With a grin at the corner of his mouth, the jungle knife flew out of the chest of the man in the middle, and the dragon spine swept across the head and flew up without a sound.

When the idiot fired the gun, a ricochet hit himself in the stomach, no wonder he was panting so hard.

Zhao Yanling was used to seeing life and death, so she didn't have any pressure to deal with vicious drug dealers. If she saw too much blood, she would feel nothing but nausea, let alone have nightmares.Compared with Mr. Bei, apart from not having his military accomplishment, he is also considered an explorer who has experienced wars.

The fight here is lively, but the people in the slums turn a deaf ear to it, the dogs bark harder, and the children cry louder, but no one comes to investigate.

He quickly took out the bag, endured the pungent bloody smell, put the body in rubber gloves, and put the man and gun into the space.

There are a total of five core members of the intelligence group, but there are only four corpses in the space.I searched around the house and found no one, so I had to change all the clothes on my body, and cleaned up all the footprints and fingerprints left in the future tense.

When searching the gasoline can in the yard, it was found to be full of oil.Why are they hoarding so much gasoline?

Back on the same road, when I passed the street stalls, I found that the low and simple huts were brightly lit, and I heard the young shopkeeper in the daytime swearing and swearing, followed by a clear slap.

"Shut up bitch, don't you see I'm on the phone?" A man's voice came out. "Yes, Boss, there was a shootout just now. Hussey and the others didn't call me back. It may be bad or bad. We only kept a few barrels of gasoline for our own use, and we took care of everything else."

Zhao Yanling was stunned, gasoline, gunshots, and thought of the fifth person who was not there, it turned out to be the boyfriend that the stall girl said.

He turned on the wind ear, and listened to the deep voice on the phone saying: "Hide yourself, I have sent more people to surround the side, this time has come, he can't escape..."

I can't understand how the wind leaked out.What does gasoline have to do with them?
Hearing that the people over there had surrounded the slums, Zhao Yanling wanted to go back the same way and hit them in the arms, so she quickly sent a message to the fat man to let them run away.

I returned to the riddled drug dealer's den, got out of the barbed wire fence in the backyard, and went straight to the rolling yellow sand.

I thought that going straight to Huanglong would solve the problem fundamentally.Unexpectedly, the roots of this tree were deeper than he imagined.

Fatty and the others were unarmed and did not dare to be careless, saying that they had already boarded Route 36 to go to San Antonio, Texas.With West around, don't worry, let Zhao Yanling be careful.

Asked Zhao Yanling how things were going, Zhao Yanling replied very briefly: Pull out the carrot and bring out the mud!
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The Chihuahua Desert is the largest desert in Mexico. There is no exact figure for the specific area so far, and there are different opinions.But it accounts for about 13% of Mexico's total territorial area, which is as big as you can imagine.

The yellow sand here is different from the Taklamakan Desert in western Xinjiang that Zhao Yanling has been to. The color here seems to be darker, and the sand dunes are not too fluid. Those scaly sand dunes seem to be solidified and do not move. Feel.

He walked for two kilometers without seeing any people, and took out a shovel from the space to dig a hole in the sand nest. The sand was lumpy, which made it easier to dig a hole.He easily dug a three-meter-deep pit and buried the body in to cover up the traces.

I used a shovel to manually make the shape of the Shalong, and nodded with satisfaction after the completion, feeling that I have great potential as an artist.Thinking of this, I couldn't help being stunned. Could it be that I am a pervert?Digging a pit and burying a corpse in the middle of the night, doesn't it feel scary, but feels artistic?
The night in the Chihuahua Desert was much warmer than that in the Taklimakan, so he slept on top of the dead body overnight.

Early the next morning, Neil sent a message saying that he had called the police, and the police arrested the two drug dealers, but the drug dealers claimed that they had not been kidnapped, and the words on their faces were that they were not insulted.Because there was no evidence that they were drug dealers, the police released them.

Zhao Yanling frowned deeply: "Neil, who told you to call the police and let him go?"

He finally understood why drug dealers were so unpredictable.

Neil anxiously explained: "Mr. Zhao, I'm a lawyer. If I don't report to you about your illegal imprisonment, the judge will pronounce a sentence. It's a minor crime for me to ruin my career. You will be charged with a big crime. This is breaking the law knowingly. Judges hate people who know the law and break the law, and they will be against you subjectively. Now those two drug dealers are afraid, and they didn't confess to you, so everyone is happy with the ending..."

Zhao Yanling interrupted him: "Happy fart! You should leave for North Carolina immediately, don't stay there, it may be dangerous."

"Okay, okay." Neil breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Zhao Yanling didn't blame him for his actions. "By the way, that Mike Taylor made up on the news that you were a gang member, and took pictures of the words on the faces of two drug dealers, saying that you threatened them so that they would not tell the truth. I will send you the link now, so that your heart There are numbers."

Zhao Yanling glanced casually, and was photographed by a reporter when the police caught two drug dealers.To make this incident into a gang fight, and to make a fuss about Zhao Yanling's previous killings in Antarctica, saying that he has a violent and perverted personality, this kind of person is actually a public figure.The article has a nose and an eye, and there are many comments, some condemning him, and some non-mainstream saying he is cool.

Listening to the wind is the rain is not only a common problem among domestic netizens, but also in the United States.

He climbed over the border wooden wall and turned on the live broadcast, and he had to create the established fact that he did not leave the country.

Since the drug dealers didn't announce the open and covert fighting between the two sides, Zhao Yanling didn't care about killing people on Lao Mo's territory, since no one wanted to expose it anyway.

Looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room, there were more than 5 people just after it went online.

He said to the camera: "I am now in the eastern part of the Chihuahuan Desert, on the US-Mexico border. This is the legendary border wall. This section is made of wood. I will show you a different scenery from the domestic Taklimakan Desert."

"Old Zhao, what happened to you robbing the motorcycle?"

"Won't you go to jail?"

"Americans in the live broadcast room, the time has come for you to testify."

Zhao Yanling said, "I'm restricted from leaving the country. I'm going west along the border wall, taking you around the North American desert, and playing hide-and-seek with some people."

In the vast desert, even if there are drug dealers who are watching the live broadcast, he is not afraid. The wilderness is his home field, so just come and catch them all.

(End of this chapter)