Chapter 1154: Kill them all (first update, please vote for me)

"Enemy attack enemy attack!"

Before the gang members could react in time, the armed helicopter and several members of the Lightning Team who had already taken their positions formed an arc-shaped encirclement.

Of course, it is not accurate to say that it is an encirclement. After all, including the armed helicopters, there are only six of them.

And Bob's men, including those workers, number at least a hundred or more.

However, Team Lightning brought powerful firepower this time.

The two gun barrels placed on the landing gear of the armed helicopter suddenly spurted out tongues of flame.

Five other members of the Lightning Team in different corners also launched attacks at the same time.

Boo hoo hoo——

Both Robert and Pierre lay on the ground holding their heads. The people around them were shot into a hornet's nest, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Counterattack...counterattack...counterattack!" Bob shouted with all his strength, but he himself was lying on the ground holding his head.

Chen Zhao was the only one standing at the scene.

It's not that those gang members didn't want to resist, but the weapons in their hands were pistols, and what they faced were armed helicopters and automatic bursting weapons.

The armed helicopter uses 12mm armor-piercing projectiles, which can be shot through ordinary armored vehicles.

If it hits a person, the person's body will be directly destroyed.

What Kaos and others are holding are heavy machine guns, the kind of anti-aircraft weapons that need to be set up on a shelf.

But they held it in their hands, and the firing rate of these weapons was more than two hundred rounds per minute.

And they still occupy the commanding heights. In this case, the gang members are simply unable to form an effective counterattack.

Bob kept holding the pistol in his hand, but never fired a shot.

He didn't even have the courage to look up.

Chen Zhao's voice came to his ears.

"Kill everyone in this port, leaving no one behind!"

Gunships roared and gunfire began to grow distant.

But the screams kept coming and going.

Robert and Pierre were equally horrified.

Like Bob, they held their heads in fear and curled up on the ground.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and smoke that made people cry.

This killing process lasted about ten minutes.

Bob finally heard the second man's voice.

"President, everyone has been killed."

There was a fire in the distance, and the people of Team Lightning were setting fire here. They wanted to burn the entire port.

"Bring down what I want." Chen Zhao said.

The armed helicopter landed slowly. In order to carry out Chen Zhao's order, Kaos and others drove the helicopter as fast as possible, covering a distance of 400 kilometers in one hour.

The meat mincer was still as new as ever, and the Lightning Team had ten minutes to dig it out of the ground and clean it at the same time.

Kaos didn't know what Chen Zhao was going to do, but he could hear Chen Zhao's tone on the phone.

That was the prelude to a volcanic eruption, and someone angered Chen Zhao.

"Mr. Bob, don't you look up and see where you are going?" Chen Zhao asked.

Bob raised his head and looked around. His face was extremely pale at the moment.

He realized he was in big trouble.

He doesn't own the port, he just manages it.

This port is jointly owned by the three major powers in Santiago.

But now, this port is completely destroyed.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know, of course I know what I am doing." Chen Zhao said with a smile: "You are threatening my family."

Chen Zhao looked at Bob and said to Kaos: "Start this meat mincing machine."

Rumble——

The meat grinder makes a deafening sound.

Chen Zhao stepped forward and Bob tried to resist, but Chen Zhao first kicked Bob in the arm holding the gun.

Kick it off directly, and the arm flies into the mouth.

Bob screamed, his right arm was broken and bloody.

Chen Zhao lifted Bob's feet and dragged him to the meat grinder.

"Don't... let me go, let me go... I don't dare anymore, I apologize to you for my previous inappropriate remarks..."

"Sorry, I don't accept it."

Woo——

"ah……"

Chen Zhao stuffed Bob's feet into the entrance of the meat grinder.

Blood mist sprayed out from the minced meat outlet.

Bob's tenacious vitality did not make him die immediately.

He was still struggling.

He finally realized that he had messed with a demon.

No pity, no sympathy.

He could only endure hell and despair, complaining with heart-rending screams.

Even though his legs had been completely crushed, Bob was still not dead, not immediately.

But at this time, he had no strength to scream, and his abdomen had already fallen into the meat grinder.

At this time the meat grinder suddenly stopped.

Chen Zhao turned off the switch and looked at Bob, whose body was still stuffed in the meat grinder: "That's just right. I wish you a pleasant night."

Chen Zhao looked at Robert and Pierre: "You can go now. By the way, Pierre violated the school rules tonight by going out to drink without authorization during outdoor activities and fighting outside the school. You found him and gave him a demerit."

The two nodded repeatedly, neither of them dared to look at Bob's miserable condition.

This is a more cruel butcher than Bob.

…

early morning--

"Boton, rush to the suburbs thirty kilometers away from the city immediately."

"What happened?" Bolton was holding his wife and sleeping under the quilt.

"We have found the legendary port of sin."

Bolton suddenly woke up from the bed: "How did you find it?"

"There was a gun battle here last night...no, a massacre to be precise."

"I'll rush over immediately and send me the exact location."

San Diego is very busy today, and almost all the police are heading to the same location.

When Burton arrived at the port, he saw several police officers surrounding a meat grinder.

"Hi, Dawes."

"Boton, you're here."

"Is there a war going on here?"

"Yes, but this is a one-sided war, look what it is."

"Twelve millimeter armor-piercing bullets, right? Do gangsters use this kind of weapon in their firefights now?"

Just then, two police officers behind pulled a man off the machine.

"Eh...wow..."

Bolton vomited instantly, and several other colleagues looked gloating.

Bob's stomach and intestines were all out, and his lower body was empty. He was in pain.

The whole place was burned down and it was relatively clean.

"Isn't this Bob? Who did he offend? Mexicans? Colombians? Or the Mafia?"

"According to the investigation, Bob is the manager of this port, and this port is jointly owned by three parties, so it is definitely not the work of these three parties."

"Apart from these three parties, who else has this ability? Who else has such cruel methods?"

"This is what we need to investigate," Dawes said. "This is a group of extremely vicious people."

"So are there any clues?"