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Working as a police officer in Mexico

Four deadly choices in life: Being a cop in Mexico! Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU. The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value! Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice! This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico. At this time, there is a man locked up inside. His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel. If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top. Mexico can be bright!

I snore when I sleep · Urban
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Chapter 140: Only the Name Victor Represents Justice!

Carlos crouched at the side of the armored vehicle.

He calmly observed the surroundings.

The situation on the battlefield wasn't bad after all; the Guard Corps, being composed of elite soldiers, quickly established a counterattack position, relying on the convoy to strike back.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Carlos shouted as loud as he could, "Cover each other in turns, pass the message down."

If there were no communication tools on the battlefield, then they could only rely on shouting, and the officers nearby who heard his voice passed the message on.

Suddenly, Carlos's gaze sharpened as if he saw something.

He grabbed the handrail of a Humvee and jumped on, where a Type 75 105mm recoilless gun was lying across!

"Turn around! Turn around!" he yelled to an officer who climbed into the vehicle, gesturing for him to make a turn.

He quickly took a seat, adjusted the angle, aimed at a distance, and called for an officer to load the gun.

"Incendiary Bombs!"

The shell was chambered!