Chapter 139 Massacre in the Square
Guzman, who was in charge of defense, was well prepared to prevent trouble caused by other people. He arranged for people to guard all the streets around the town hall and even set up barricades. Zhou Qingfeng would be fu*ked if he came back with his backhoe loader.
However….. it was not the backhoe loader which came back, it was the MRAP heavy-armored vehicle. It was originally an old vehicle from the US military and it was named, ‘Puma’. It was given to the New York police as it would be a waste to throw away. However, it was too heavy and consumed a lot of fuel. The New York police refused to use it and it was abandoned in the underground garage.
It’s time for it to shine! It weighed more than ten tons. With its weight, strong body and speed of dozens of kilometers per hour, any kind of tough barricade would be destroyed. Even a cargo truck of similar weight and size would not be able to stop it.
There were around a dozen Zetas members holding rifles behind the cargo truck. However, when Zhou Qingfeng appeared with the armored vehicle, they were shocked. Never had they thought that they would have to encounter such a beast. Their weapons could not even get through the tires, the armored body of the vehicle would be impenetrable.
“Run!” Someone snapped and all of them ran away.
Puma rushed towards the truck at a high speed and instantly broke the connecting shaft between its body and head. The cargo truck broke into half and its broken pieces scattered all around. Puma went through the cargo truck - the barricades set by Guzman did not work at all.
In fact, Los Zetas and the members of Zetas in the town hall square had already heard the siren as soon as Zhou Qingfeng rang it. They were confused by the noise which appeared all of a sudden and Mr. President, who was halfway through his inauguration, was outraged.
“What’s going on? Who’s driving the police car? My speech isn’t finished yet. Which b*stard did that? I’m gonna kill him!”
Guzman looked even worse than the angry Los Zetas. He immediately used his wireless radio to contact the guard post on top of the buildings. What he received was news that a group of police cars had rushed out of the NYPD headquarters.
“Police headquarters? I thought that place was already locked by a few gangs of b*stards? Did someone manage to break in?” Guzman was very worried. However, the upcoming news made him realize that things were getting out of control. “There are three armored vehicles coming in our direction?”
The scene of Zhou Qingfeng’s backhoe loader killing the people in the town hall square affected him a lot. Once he heard that there were armored vehicles coming in their direction, Guzman’s first reaction was to pull Los Zetas and withdraw to the mayor’s office.
“Damn it, my ceremony!” Los Zetas was going crazy. He was going to grab some random rifle to fight them. His dream, his career, and his dignity - there were all gone.
In fact, before Los Zetas managed to withdraw to the building, Zhou Qingfeng had already appeared with the armored vehicle. The sound of the cargo truck getting crushed was extremely loud and the siren that gradually grew louder attracted even more attention. When Puma appeared, the whole square was surprised.
Everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they started to run for their lives. They were all screaming and crying as they ran away from the square. The people in the crowd were pushing against each other. People fell and were trampled; they were all out of their minds.
Zhou Qingfeng made a big entrance. Three of the machine guns on the armored vehicle aimed at Los Zetas and his men at the same time. They stood out too much as they were surrounded and protected by a dozen of guards.
Dhuk dhuk dhuk…., three of the people on the armored vehicles aimed at the same speed and fired at the same time. Three rows of bullets arrived at the same time and the fierce firepower killed all the guards in front of the town hall building.
Guzman reacted the quickest. Once he heard the bang, he immediately pulled Los Zetas, lied prone on the ground, and quickly rolled away from the square. As they were rolling on the ground, the rain of bullets arrived and killed all the guards.
The corpses fell to the ground and a pond of blood was formed. Guzman felt a pain in his thigh. He screamed and endured the pain. He knew he was shot but he remained still. He even pulled Los Zetas back to stop him from moving.
Los Zetas shouted, anxious, “My boys, my boys!”
“Stop shouting, Los. They are still alive. Shut up.” Guzman pretended to be a corpse and stayed in the same spot. He turned his head around slightly and saw Los Zetas running even quicker than them. They followed their mother and went into the mayor’s office.
Guzman and Los Zetas played dead. However, the other members of Zetas could not do so. There were a bunch of core members of Zetas, especially around the stage. After the guards who tried to retreat collapsed onto the ground, Zhou Qingfeng instantly aimed at the core members.
The firing density of three machine guns was much more than that of normal rifles. As Zhou Qingfeng took a few turns into the town hall square, he had finished around four to five bags of two hundred bullets. Under the fire of the M249 machine guns, the whole square had turned into a land of death.
Guzman and Los Zetas watched the entire brutal scene. It was as if human lives were worthless as the bullets rained over them; more than ten people were dead in a second. Zetas had the experience of killing but it was mostly around a dozen people. Their ways might be more violent but the number of lives that they took was far less than what Zhou Qingfeng took.
In just a minute or two, there were at least two to three hundred people dead or injured in the square. They could not even hide as the square was an open space. Fighting back was out of the question. They could not do anything but get killed by Zhou Qingfeng.
The whole square was covered in red. The corpses were piling up and they formed a corpse mountain. The smell of bloodstains was terrifying and horrible.
There were only two options for them: run or play dead. Those who tried to run would be Zhou Qingfeng’s priority target. They might be able to escape if they were lucky enough. Otherwise, another pity soul would get killed. For those who played dead, skills were required as well. You would be killed without great skills.
While looking at the three armored vehicles in the square, Guzman, who was playing dead, glanced at his thigh. He realized that he would be dead if it continues to bleed. “Koval, Koval, do something, quick!”
At that instant, Guzman could only request help from his partner and hope he could do something. Meanwhile, Koval’s calm voice rose from the wireless radio, “I’m looking for chances. They are covered by their protection shields, chances are slim.”
The machine gun tower of Puma was open-ended, there was no cover or anything at the top. However, there were armor plates around it to protect its shooters. Zhou Qingfeng was shooting at people crazily from behind the armor plate and its bullet-proof glass window. As he was short and small, only a small part of his body was exposed. The most dangerous man was Mox as he was tall and big; Koval aimed at him.
Three hundred meters was not a far distance for snipers. As the armor turned and slowed down, Koval pulled the trigger. The M40A5 sniper rifle slightly recoiled and a 7.62mm bullet was fired.
Meanwhile, Mox had also carried the M249 machine gun and was firing wildly at the crowd. He was stuck in the subway the entire week. It was unfortunate that the last time he came out was when he encountered the suicide squad. Now was his time for revenge against Zetas.
All of a sudden…. a bullet came across and Mox was shot!
Chapter 139 Massacre in the Square
Guzman, who was in charge of defense, was well prepared to prevent trouble caused by other people. He arranged for people to guard all the streets around the town hall and even set up barricades. Zhou Qingfeng would be fu*ked if he came back with his backhoe loader.
However….. it was not the backhoe loader which came back, it was the MRAP heavy-armored vehicle. It was originally an old vehicle from the US military and it was named, ‘Puma’. It was given to the New York police as it would be a waste to throw away. However, it was too heavy and consumed a lot of fuel. The New York police refused to use it and it was abandoned in the underground garage.
It’s time for it to shine! It weighed more than ten tons. With its weight, strong body and speed of dozens of kilometers per hour, any kind of tough barricade would be destroyed. Even a cargo truck of similar weight and size would not be able to stop it.
There were around a dozen Zetas members holding rifles behind the cargo truck. However, when Zhou Qingfeng appeared with the armored vehicle, they were shocked. Never had they thought that they would have to encounter such a beast. Their weapons could not even get through the tires, the armored body of the vehicle would be impenetrable.
“Run!” Someone snapped and all of them ran away.
Puma rushed towards the truck at a high speed and instantly broke the connecting shaft between its body and head. The cargo truck broke into half and its broken pieces scattered all around. Puma went through the cargo truck - the barricades set by Guzman did not work at all.
In fact, Los Zetas and the members of Zetas in the town hall square had already heard the siren as soon as Zhou Qingfeng rang it. They were confused by the noise which appeared all of a sudden and Mr. President, who was halfway through his inauguration, was outraged.
“What’s going on? Who’s driving the police car? My speech isn’t finished yet. Which b*stard did that? I’m gonna kill him!”
Guzman looked even worse than the angry Los Zetas. He immediately used his wireless radio to contact the guard post on top of the buildings. What he received was news that a group of police cars had rushed out of the NYPD headquarters.
“Police headquarters? I thought that place was already locked by a few gangs of b*stards? Did someone manage to break in?” Guzman was very worried. However, the upcoming news made him realize that things were getting out of control. “There are three armored vehicles coming in our direction?”
The scene of Zhou Qingfeng’s backhoe loader killing the people in the town hall square affected him a lot. Once he heard that there were armored vehicles coming in their direction, Guzman’s first reaction was to pull Los Zetas and withdraw to the mayor’s office.
“Damn it, my ceremony!” Los Zetas was going crazy. He was going to grab some random rifle to fight them. His dream, his career, and his dignity - there were all gone.
In fact, before Los Zetas managed to withdraw to the building, Zhou Qingfeng had already appeared with the armored vehicle. The sound of the cargo truck getting crushed was extremely loud and the siren that gradually grew louder attracted even more attention. When Puma appeared, the whole square was surprised.
Everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they started to run for their lives. They were all screaming and crying as they ran away from the square. The people in the crowd were pushing against each other. People fell and were trampled; they were all out of their minds.
Zhou Qingfeng made a big entrance. Three of the machine guns on the armored vehicle aimed at Los Zetas and his men at the same time. They stood out too much as they were surrounded and protected by a dozen of guards.
Dhuk dhuk dhuk…., three of the people on the armored vehicles aimed at the same speed and fired at the same time. Three rows of bullets arrived at the same time and the fierce firepower killed all the guards in front of the town hall building.
Guzman reacted the quickest. Once he heard the bang, he immediately pulled Los Zetas, lied prone on the ground, and quickly rolled away from the square. As they were rolling on the ground, the rain of bullets arrived and killed all the guards.
The corpses fell to the ground and a pond of blood was formed. Guzman felt a pain in his thigh. He screamed and endured the pain. He knew he was shot but he remained still. He even pulled Los Zetas back to stop him from moving.
Los Zetas shouted, anxious, “My boys, my boys!”
“Stop shouting, Los. They are still alive. Shut up.” Guzman pretended to be a corpse and stayed in the same spot. He turned his head around slightly and saw Los Zetas running even quicker than them. They followed their mother and went into the mayor’s office.
Guzman and Los Zetas played dead. However, the other members of Zetas could not do so. There were a bunch of core members of Zetas, especially around the stage. After the guards who tried to retreat collapsed onto the ground, Zhou Qingfeng instantly aimed at the core members.
The firing density of three machine guns was much more than that of normal rifles. As Zhou Qingfeng took a few turns into the town hall square, he had finished around four to five bags of two hundred bullets. Under the fire of the M249 machine guns, the whole square had turned into a land of death.
Guzman and Los Zetas watched the entire brutal scene. It was as if human lives were worthless as the bullets rained over them; more than ten people were dead in a second. Zetas had the experience of killing but it was mostly around a dozen people. Their ways might be more violent but the number of lives that they took was far less than what Zhou Qingfeng took.
In just a minute or two, there were at least two to three hundred people dead or injured in the square. They could not even hide as the square was an open space. Fighting back was out of the question. They could not do anything but get killed by Zhou Qingfeng.
The whole square was covered in red. The corpses were piling up and they formed a corpse mountain. The smell of bloodstains was terrifying and horrible.
There were only two options for them: run or play dead. Those who tried to run would be Zhou Qingfeng’s priority target. They might be able to escape if they were lucky enough. Otherwise, another pity soul would get killed. For those who played dead, skills were required as well. You would be killed without great skills.
While looking at the three armored vehicles in the square, Guzman, who was playing dead, glanced at his thigh. He realized that he would be dead if it continues to bleed. “Koval, Koval, do something, quick!”
At that instant, Guzman could only request help from his partner and hope he could do something. Meanwhile, Koval’s calm voice rose from the wireless radio, “I’m looking for chances. They are covered by their protection shields, chances are slim.”
The machine gun tower of Puma was open-ended, there was no cover or anything at the top. However, there were armor plates around it to protect its shooters. Zhou Qingfeng was shooting at people crazily from behind the armor plate and its bullet-proof glass window. As he was short and small, only a small part of his body was exposed. The most dangerous man was Mox as he was tall and big; Koval aimed at him.
Three hundred meters was not a far distance for snipers. As the armor turned and slowed down, Koval pulled the trigger. The M40A5 sniper rifle slightly recoiled and a 7.62mm bullet was fired.
Meanwhile, Mox had also carried the M249 machine gun and was firing wildly at the crowd. He was stuck in the subway the entire week. It was unfortunate that the last time he came out was when he encountered the suicide squad. Now was his time for revenge against Zetas.
All of a sudden…. a bullet came across and Mox was shot!
