I was a general in South America

"There's no death penalty in Colombia, don't worry... I'll find a way to keep you in Manizales prison. I'll kill this idiot... but I won't hand you over to the general. I'll find a way to get you out in a few years."

Lucas, with a smile on his face, squatted down next to Alex and tried to persuade him.

General Haior is nothing!

Even a father can rely on his father's name...

Now that he has such a prestigious reputation, his uncles and elders will be happy to support his growth.

Colombian generals are as common as dogs, and the neighboring government can even interfere with the rapid reaction force. Let's talk about the Advanced Military Council later.

After taking out Javier, the remaining lieutenant was a nice guy...

Then Manizales's command position is basically secured.

In total, only two rapid reaction forces were deployed in the province of Caldas. The other force consisted of only one team that was not stationed there but was instead on the move to carry out missions in various locations.

With Manizales as the capital, Lucas became the commander and essentially took control of the Caldas province.

I've wanted to kill that idiot Javier for a long time, but I haven't had the chance... but he just keeps courting death.

Alex stared at the pistol before him, his mind in turmoil... Just when he thought he was doomed, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared.

He wasn't someone who easily trusted others; the word "trust" simply didn't exist in the world of drug lords. But on the brink of death... even if he felt in his heart that Lucas was lying...

But I still can't help wanting to grasp at the glimmer of hope!

Who the hell doesn't want to live a good life...?

While Alex hesitated, the three Manizales officials felt their heads spinning...

What are they saying?!

I can't believe what they're saying. Can't I even go home...?

Lieutenant Lucas, I've only lived a few decades, and I just want to retire peacefully... Please stop messing around!

The two men kept giving Drake meaningful glances, hoping he would ask his son-in-law to go and persuade him.

Murdering a government officer in Colombia... isn't a big deal.

But the other party clearly said that General Haior was coming soon, which is a huge problem.

Drake received the signal, turned around, and saw his son-in-law staring intently at Lucas, his eyes filled with the same fanaticism as a zealous believer praying in church.

Okay....

What's there to advise?

Lucas gave him the gun, and he could have shot me.

Herrera didn't notice the subtle movements of the others; at that moment, he only had one feeling in his mind.

That's awesome, that's a real man!

He certainly rose to power through Kitaya's connections.

He also resented the drug cartel for choosing him, and the tragic death of his rival's entire family was a hurdle Herrera could never overcome.

If he had a choice, he would rather be an unnoticed policeman.

You may appear indifferent to committing a crime, but the memories of those victims will slowly accumulate in the quiet of the night, surfacing in your mind like a persistent, deep-seated affliction.

Only during the short time she spent with Lucas did Herrera feel like she was truly alive...

Take down the drug dealers!

Never compromise with drug dealers!

This is what Colombian police officers should do; he, like Lucas, should spend the rest of his life atoning for his past sins...!

"Lucas...don't...kill me."

Javier Delgado, lying on the ground, struggled to open his eyes. Perhaps he had heard the conversation; his swollen lips were bleeding as he spoke in a low, intermittent voice.

"Please...please, I really...don't know."

"He's awake and heard our conversation. Alex needs to make a decision." Lucas cocked his pistol, stood up, and patted Alex on the shoulder. "You don't want your young wife, carrying the entire Ainar family fortune, to fall into the hands of another man, do you?"

"They're using your money."

"Sleep with your wife."

"Then let your kids call them Daddy...!"

With each word he spoke, Alex's body trembled, and the struggle in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Believe me, you still have a chance..."

"If you don't believe me, you have absolutely no chance...!"

That last sentence, like the final straw, broke the camel's back. Alex decisively picked up the pistol in front of him...

"No...no...!"

Bang...bang...bang....

"What happened? We have to go in...!"

"Back off! All of you back off the fuck! One more step and we'll shoot!"

Even the best overnight treatment couldn't stop the gunfire... The soldiers outside heard the gunshots and immediately started a commotion...!

Inside the room, Javier convulsed a few times, ending his sinful life... but his eyes were fixed on Lucas's direction, as if he still had something to say.

After Alex fired the shot, he seemed to have all his strength drained away. He was no longer as gentle and refined as usual, and his eyes had lost their sharpness, looking at Lucas with pleading eyes.

It seems to be saying...

You have to keep your word!

Lucas took the gun from his hand: "Watch your step, you're the biggest drug lord in Manizales."

He then turned to the three trembling figures beside him and said with a smile, "Stop looking, come over here and finish them off."

boom...

Without turning his head, he fired another shot at Javier.

It's over...!

What should we do...!

He really killed Javier...!

If we don't listen to him, will we also be killed?

"Lieutenant Lucas, he... he's dead..." Joshua stammered, struggling to finish the sentence.

Seeing his old friend's timid and hesitant appearance, Derek sighed and walked over.

What's with the "hooking" thing?!

In this situation, if you shoot, you'll be part of a group; if you don't shoot, you'll go down and join Javier...

They usually pontificate and give orders, but when it comes to crucial moments, they can't distinguish between what's important and what's urgent.

If you anger the mad dog again, when a gun is pointed at his head, he'll still have to listen to you.

Bang....

Drake fired a shot expressionlessly, but the slight trembling of his muscles betrayed his true feelings...

Someone started it... We're all smart people...!

bang... bang... bang...

The continuous gunfire made the situation outside the door increasingly urgent.

However, the men inside looked listless, as if they had just finished with a woman...!

"Lieutenant Lucas, I... and I didn't fire."

Lucas looked at the excited Herrera and thought, "Wow... isn't she really that proactive?"

Ignoring Herrera, who was eager to show off his skills, he turned to Alex and said, "Contact Ronan's location. I will do what I promised you, but if even one member of Ronan's family escapes, your family will have to pay with their lives."

He then ignored everyone else and opened the office door...

The soldiers standing in the standoff outside became even more agitated when they saw the door open.

Lucas frowned slightly, raised his gun to the sky, and pulled the trigger...bang...bang...

The scene fell silent instantly... The eyes of the second squad of soldiers all turned to Lucas.

"Lieutenant Havel was just wounded by Alex Enal, a drug dealer from the North Valley Cartel... If you remain standing here, delaying his treatment... I will personally report to the military and have you court-martialed!"