Chapter 658: The Killing Fields

"Boom! Boom!"

Two flash bombs exploded one after another, and the sound was deafening.

An extremely dazzling bright light flashed outside the door, and even Ye Tian and the others, who were inside the door, felt a little discomfort in their eyes under the stimulation of this bright light.

Fortunately, everyone was wearing sunglasses, and there was no dizziness, and no short-term blindness.

After the flash bomb attack, the screams outside the door suddenly became even worse.

"Ah--! My eyes!"

"God! I can't see anything!"

Just as they screamed in pain, the second round of ruthless blows had arrived.

"Russell, the three of you are heading north, we will take Silva to the south, and leave separately, let's start!"

Before he could say anything, Ye Tian had already stepped out of the gate, carrying a g36c assault rifle to the south of No.6 Road, and didn't care if Russell agreed to this arrangement!

In fact, Russell has no other choice at all.

What can he do if him disagree?

Matisse and Pique are staring at them, they can't turn their faces and fight here, right? Steven's gang are not softies, and they may not be able to take advantage of them.

Therefore, he did not raise any objections, just nodded with a gloomy face, then strode up the street at the door and walked to the north of No.6 Road.

Matisse and Pique sandwiched Silva one after another, and walked out of the door one after another, and quickly followed Ye Tian, ​​the two of them always maintained a high level of alert.

Francis and Martin finally came out and followed Russell with an assault rifle.

The two groups officially parted ways!

"Boom Boom Boom"

The gunfire came from the north side of the gate first, deafening!

The four gangsters over there were still lying on the ground, covering their eyes and howling and screaming. The g36c assault rifle in Russell's hand had already begun to spray flames.

Dozens of hot 5.56mm rifle bullets ejected from the muzzle, tearing their bodies frantically!

In an instant, the four gangsters were sent to hell by Russell.

Among them was the gang leader who was Russell's focus, whose body was completely smashed by rifle bullets!

Blood rushed out of several gang members, staining the ground under them with blood red!

But at the south of the gate, Ye Tian didn't shoot.

First, he quickly kicked the pistols that had fallen to the ground, and then made two fierce lashes in succession. The back of his feet was drawn on the heads of the two gangsters, and they fainted.

Although all these guys were guilty of death, they basically lost the power to fight back, and Ye Tian also dispelled the idea of ​​shooting them.

The more important reason is that there is a witness here, Silva!

If possible, Ye Tian didn't want others to see that he shot and killed people who were not a threat, regardless of whether the gang members were killed!

Although Silva doesn't know his identity and appearance at all, he is always careful!

Matisse and Pique shot one after another, knocking out the other two gangsters.

The screams came to an abrupt end, and the streets temporarily restored tranquility, but the air was still filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and a strong smell of blood!

After solving the remaining gangsters, Russell immediately turned his head and glanced at Ye Tian.

At the same time, Ye Tian also looked at them with a smile.

"Jack, see you later, I'm waiting for you at the airport!"

Russell's voice came from the earphones, and the sound was very low.

"Ok, see you later!"

Ye Tian replied in a low voice and waved his hand at the same time.

After saying goodbye, Russell immediately turned around and ran towards 39th Street north with Francis and Martin.

"Let's withdraw too! Payton, Fidel, you two drive! I'll cover!"

Ye Tian pointed to a few off-road motorcycles not far away and said, this is a ready-made evacuation tool, much better than the 11th Road!

"Ok!"

Matisse and Pique responded in unison, then put their g36c assault rifles into their backpacks, and walked over to choose a cross-country motorcycle.

"boom--!"

The huge engine roar of off-road motorcycles sounded on the street.

When Matisse and the others turned the front of the motorcycles, Ye Tian and Silva quickly got on the back seat of the motorcycles.

"Go, let's leave this hell place!"

Ye Tian patted Pique on the shoulder and said loudly in front of his fingers.

When the voice fell, two off-road motorcycles rushed out immediately!

In just four or five seconds, two cross-country motorcycles whizzed past the intersection of 38th Street and No. 6, and drove south along the narrow streets of No. 6.

When crossing the intersection, Ye Tian saw the desperate and frightened policeman in the security post, and he also felt the fearful gaze projected from the cafe that had closed the door!

In addition, in the two SUVs and commercial vehicles that were parked at the intersection and were ready to pick up, several Raytheon security company personnel also looked at the two cross-country motorcycles whizzing by in surprise!

Within ten seconds, Silva's house was thrown away two to three hundred meters!

Sitting in the back seat of the cross-country motorcycle, Ye Tian looked back at the situation behind him.

When it was determined that no one was following and it was temporarily safe, he immediately closed the g36c assault rifle insurance and put it into the backpack on his chest!

Immediately afterwards, he turned off the call function of Raytheon's invisible headset and quickly turned on the call function of another invisible headset.

"Turn right at the next intersection and take No. 5 to the Plaza de Los Coches. There are countless forks and it's easy to get out!"

Ye Tian whispered through the earphones, this is the retreat route he had already thought of.

They can avoid the crowds of police by taking Route 5, even if they encounter police interrogation, it is not difficult to deal with!

Pique is Hispanic, and Silva is a local with a legitimate career, so he should be able to get through.

More importantly, this is Colombia. There are no municipal surveillance cameras on the streets of the ancient city of Cartagena. There are only cameras installed by some merchants themselves!

For a while, the police couldn't figure out who was fighting on the 6th road, so naturally they couldn't suspect himself and others.

It is too late for them to obtain surveillance video from some businesses!

Matisse and Pique, who heard the instructions, nodded and responded immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the next intersection was here.

The two motorcycles slowed down a bit, and as soon as they turned their heads, they immediately turned right onto 36th Street, and sped towards No. 5 Road, which was not far ahead.

At the same time.

The four Raytheon SUVs and commercial vehicles parked at the intersection of 38th Street and 39th Street started to quickly drove off the north and south ends of Route 6, and drove straight to Cartagena Airport.

Less than half a minute after they left, a huge convoy of two cars, three pickup trucks, and a dozen motorcycles rushed aggressively to the intersection of 39th Street and No.6 Road.

Without even thinking about it, this is the gang staring at Silva.

Although it was long overdue, they finally arrived here! And quite a few people came!

After arriving at the intersection, the guys didn't hesitate, drove directly into the 6th road and drove quickly into the street.

Soon, the convoy drove to the vicinity of Silva's home.

"squeak!"

An emergency brake sounded, unusually harsh.

The first few cars stopped first, and the other cars following them had to step on their brakes immediately!

At this moment, the gangsters in the cars in front, and the guys overtaking the sidewalk on motorcycles, looked forward in shock. Everyone had a stunned expression, and their eyes were full of fear!

About ten meters in front of the door of the residence, there were dozens of corpses lying in all directions, and blood flowed into rivers on the street, which stained the ground near the door red. The scene was extremely tragic and bloody!

Even the masonry wall opposite the gate was riddled with rifle bullets.

How could this be the beautiful ancient city of Cartagena, clearly a bloody massacre scene, a terrifying hell!

As for the dead people in 6th Street, everyone knows them, they are their own brothers, friends, and even relatives. The deaths are really miserable!

"Huh!"

Almost all the gangsters on the scene quickly drew out pistols, machetes, and other weapons, and stared at the buildings on both sides of the street vigilantly.

Each of them is full of fear, lest there will be bullets flying again, sending themselves into hell, to be company with those dead friends!

No gunshots sounded, they only heard crazy police sirens, approaching here at high speed.

The many gangsters who were awakened all got out of the car and rushed to the door of the house in front, began to investigate the situation to see if there were any brothers who were still alive.

A minute or two later, an angry roar suddenly came from the street.

"Who the hell did this? I swear to God, I will kill these damn bastards and break them into pieces!"

It was the boss of this gang that screamed.

At this moment, he was standing at the door of Silva's house, looking at the many men who died in a miserable state, and the door of the house that opened.

All this in front of him has made him angry to the extreme, and his eyes are about to bleed with hatred!

As soon as the roar fell, a subordinate immediately came up to report the situation.

"Boss, there are still a few guys alive, but they were seriously injured and all are fainted. I checked everyone's vehicles and two off-road motorcycles are missing. Them should have been ridden by those unidentified guys!"

"Check immediately, focusing on the guys who left here on off-road motorcycles. Even if you turn Cartagena over, you have to find these damn bastards. I will send them to hell by myself!"

The gang boss shouted hoarsely, his whole person was almost ignited by anger.

With an order, numerous gangsters riding motorcycles rushed out immediately, ignoring the police brigade rushing in from the intersection of 39th Street.

Those who drive in can only stay where they are and wait for the police to come and deal with the scene!

Within a few minutes, there were many gangsters riding motorcycles and whizzing through the streets in Cartagena's ancient city.

Almost everyone of these guys has weapons in their hands, and everyone's eyes are full of anger, full of hatred, and crazy!

Of course, their eyes are also full of fear, they can't hide it at all!