America’s Big Hero

Chapter 184: The Cartagena Massacre

Upon receiving Sean's prepared message, Gilbert immediately contacted those he had communicated with before.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Although the United States does not have this proverb, there are still similar words.

Those people would not relocate the factory to a war-torn place like Colombia just because of Gilbert's few words.

On the other side, Marvin Bush, Robert Jianguo, Hayden and others also flew to Cartagena by plane.

"FK, what are you doing with these things?" Several guys looked at the armored vehicles and self-propelled mortars in the base and felt that Sean was crazy.

"You don't want to commit a massacre here, do you?" Marvin Bush held Sean's arm and looked at him in horror.

"What is a massacre?" Sean rolled his eyes, "This is called purification. Do you understand purification? Purify the world!"

"Oh, that's what Hitler said back then!" Robert Jianguo sneered while hugging his shoulders.

"Can it be the same?" Sean looked at several people with a serious face, pointed in the direction of Cartagena and said, "You have also seen it in the city, how poor and backward it is here."

"Gangs here run rampant with drugs, selling money, gambling, kidnapping, extortion, and all imaginable crimes exist here."

"Peace and happiness lie purely in their imagination."

"It is true that there is a problem with the ability of local politicians, but these gangs entrenched in ordinary people are the main gang forces that are squeezed."

"You have also seen what happened on the construction site. These people are the most greedy devils in hell. They don't create wealth, they only greedily plunder. These devils are a stumbling block in Cartagena's development path."

"Is it for these people to deprive others of the right to pursue happiness?"

"I gave them a chance, but the devil is a devil. Since I can't influence them, then I have to cremate them." (Yes, copied comments!)

"For the happiness of the people of Cartagena, for the peace of Cartagena, and for the development of Cartagena, I will represent God and punish them!" As he said, Sean raised his arms high, as if justice avatar.

"Papa, papa..." Marvin applauded, and the few of them looked at each other and then looked at Sean, "So, we are the messengers of justice?"

"Yes, we, the world's police, specialize in eradicating evil and protecting the rights and interests of the majority of people. We are evil busters!" Sean held out a thumb.

"Evil Buster, I like this word." Robert Jianguo said with a big laugh.

"Our slogan is: eradicate evil, justice may be late, but never absent."

"Super hero?"

"Super hero!"

"Done!"

On the other hand, a group of rich people who went to Cartagena with Gilbert also went to see the industrial area built by Sean.

The result is……

Dilapidated construction sites, discarded construction waste everywhere, half-constructed factory buildings, wandering idle hooligans.

You just let us watch this?

"This is what Colombia should be like." Gilbert said with a smile: "However, soon, soon you will see that a storm sweeps through Cartagena, and after the storm, what is left is not a piece of land. A mess, but a clean world."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, so they had to take a good look.

...

"The Black Hawk took off three hours ago and is expected to arrive around 4pm."

"10 combat teams of security personnel from the South American branch are ready."

"good!"

"Everyone, I advise you not to eat at noon, and wait until the evening to see how you feel."

...

Sean, Marvin, and Hayden put on camouflage uniforms and boarded the Black Hawk gunship one by one. At this moment, all the external weapon systems of the helicopter were mounted, and all the Hellfire and rockets were recovered.

"Report, the combat teams have arrived at the predetermined positions." Craigie Wright said loudly.

Craigie Wright, an expert in urban combat command, will command the entire combat plan in the command vehicle today.

"Okay, start to act in ten minutes." Sean ordered.

The hatch closed, the sound of the propeller sounded, and the Black Hawk entered the ready state.

Five minutes later, after receiving the order, the Black Hawk took off and began to circle over the base.

Two M113A3 armored vehicles rushed out from the gate of the base, targeting the city of Cartagena, with Craig Wright sitting in the field command vehicle behind.

The sudden appearance of the M113A3 in the city has aroused the surprise of many citizens. I have never heard that the guerrillas are coming recently.

Besides, do the guerrillas have this thing?

"The helicopter starts the first round of strikes!" Craigie Wright's order came from inside the Black Hawk, and the pilot pulled up the joystick and flew straight to downtown Cartagena.

Amidst the sound of propellers chug, a black eagle with external weapons appeared over Cartagena. Looking at the weapons mounted on the outside of the fuselage, it may be a long-term war, which made the Colombians instinctively feel some danger and avoid them.

It's just that the gang members in the target location can't leave, this is their lair.

"Arrived at the scheduled location!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!" Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Sean locked on to the target three-story building and slammed the launch button.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

The flames soared into the sky, and the flames first spewed out from the windows and other places, and then, the entire three-story building exploded, bricks, stones, and cement flew tens of meters high under the shock wave.

In this kind of big bang, there is no way that anything inside survived.

With a flick of the joystick, the helicopter flew towards the next target.

Cartagena is the fourth largest city and an important port. Thousands of tons of marijuana are exported from here every year, and dozens of tons of high-purity cocaine are also circulated from here.

There are countless gangsters entrenched in Cartagena, and there are more than a dozen on Sean's blacklist.

This is also the reason why Xiao En insisted on sweeping around here.

There are so many fucking gangsters that it might be an exaggeration to say that there are no good people in the ghetto.

However, in the favelas of Cartagena, even many children have participated in pan-drugs...

If the rabbit weighs more than 50 grams and is shot, the slums can drop nuclear bombs directly.

"FK, replace me!" Marvin grabbed Sean's arm and kept tugging, "Hurry up."

The corner of Sean's mouth twitched. Marvin insisted on playing rockets one more time last time. Sean found that this guy had a strong tendency to violence.

As soon as this side changed, the driver on the other side ordered loudly: "Lock on target No. 2."

"Prepare!"

"Fire!"

"whoosh"

"boom!"

There was a big explosion, and a small building was blown up again. The huge explosion sound could be heard clearly in half of Cartagena.

"Oooooow┗|｀O′|┛嗤~~" Marvin yelled loudly, looking very perverted.

This is much more enjoyable than blowing up a ship at sea.

The bombing here was over, and just as the helicopter changed its target, ten American soldiers in camouflage uniforms and armed with live ammunition rushed out from around them, shouting 'dog', 'dog', 'dog', and rushed towards the waste area.

Helicopters conducted precise strikes, and personnel from X Security Company were responsible for the follow-up cleaning.

These gangs are not just a small building, there are many people on the must-kill list around here, all of which need to be eliminated.

Of course, this also includes on-site looting.

Hellfire is aimed at small buildings, and safes cannot be destroyed by bombing in theory.

After all, safes are used to keep important items, and this thing, generally, has no fakes...

While punishing rape and eradicating evil and upholding justice, we must also pay attention to "robbing evil and helping charity". Obviously, Xiao En is kind!

Hellfire cleared the way, eight missiles, and some of the largest gangs in Cartagena's resident families fired one at a time. If any family didn't get their turn, there was nothing they could do.

There are only eight shots, so they can only be regarded as a disadvantage.

However, for those who are unlucky enough not to enjoy Hellfire, the staff of X Security Company will also invite them to eat a few rounds of RPG.

Sean is so generous, trying his best to cover the rain and dew evenly.

There was a wave of bombing in the city, and the driver followed the order to drive the helicopter straight to the industrial area.

There's still a lot of rubbish that needs to be cleared over there.

The sound of the big explosion in the city apparently also spread to the industrial area, and groups of people gathered according to their gangs to discuss what happened in the city.

The faint uneasiness in my heart became more and more intense.

This may be the subconscious warning of life when it has a premonition that it is going to die.

Soon, the chug-chug sound of the propellers sounded. Seeing the crowds of people, Sean had a cruel smile on his lips, "Very well, it will save trouble if we gather together!"

"You guys, do you want to take a shot at the crowd!" Sean turned his head and glanced at several people.

Sean didn't have any evil spirit, but the lack of experience in his eyes still made Marvin and the others tremble.

"No, no, you should do this." Several people waved their hands again and again.

It doesn't matter if you bomb the building or something, you can't see people, the shadow in your heart is not that big, but you can fire rockets at the crowd...

This is not a real soldier or a murderous pervert, he can't do this kind of thing.

"Cut!" Sean turned his head away, pretending to be cruel.

With a mutter, Sean aimed at the crowd and directly pressed the launcher button, and 19 rockets flew out with 'whoosh', 'whoosh' and 'whoosh'.

Wherever they passed, the sound of explosions was continuous, there was no scream, and the stumped limbs and arms were flying in all directions in the flames.

Within a radius of tens of meters, flames, stumps, and hell!

Seeing the situation on the ground through the observation window, Marvin and the others twitched their throats and swallowed subconsciously, "Damn it, it's so cruel!"

At the same time as fear and fear, the pleasure brought by a violent emotion surged into my heart again.

Would love to switch with Sean.

Of course, just thinking about it.

It is difficult for normal people to break through this bottom line.

There was no reaction on the driver's face. He was driving a Black Hawk in the army. He had been on the battlefield and participated in real battles.

The U.S. military has never had the habit of taking care of civilians in other countries on the battlefield, and has always treated them equally and fired directly.

The reported death toll is never real.

This situation is not experienced once or twice by the driver.

With a flick of the joystick, the helicopter flew towards another group of people, a few hundred meters away, and after Sean locked it, he directly pressed the launch button.

'嗖' '嗖' '嗖'

'Boom' 'Boom' 'Boom'

It was a hell of flames again, only a few people realized the bombardment and reacted quickly and ran out, and more people were frightened, Xiao En didn't give them any reaction time at all.

When the bombing of the city started, the rich people who came with Gilbert heard the sound.

Colombia, bombing, when these two words come together, they can't help being nervous.

However, Gilbert seemed to be supercilious, "It's safe, our own people, don't you all feel that Columbia is not safe? This is cleaning up some garbage. After cleaning up all the garbage, this place will be safe."

Hearing what Gilbert said, a group of rich people gasped.

Isn't this, direct bombing, a little too much?

A group of people are here at the construction site of the Sean Chemical Factory in the industrial area right now, and Gilbert brought them here specially.

As soon as the bombing in the city stopped, everyone saw the little black dot in the sky flying towards this side.

The scene of the helicopter firing rockets directly towards the place in the air came into view, and the sound of explosions and pieces of fire shone in the eyes.

All the rich people were horrified and speechless.

But, it's not over yet!

After the rocket, Sean opened the cannon hoisted under the cabin.

The driver chased several other local gang members lingering in the industry, and Sean adjusted the cannon to the crowd and began to shoot.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Amidst the roar of machine guns, there were screams one after another.

As long as he was scratched by the bullets of the machine gun, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would still be missing some parts, but he would just end up screaming and bleeding to death.

Compared with fighter jets, the speed is too fast, the machine guns are actually not accurate enough, and the strike time is short. It is simply too convenient for armed helicopters to kill ground targets!

Slow down, aim at the crowd and shoot left and right!

Almost nothing slipped through the net!

Whether it's people, or the simple houses built by these guys in the industrial area for rest, everything that is not in the industrial area should be cleaned up!

Manipulating the Black Hawk gunship to hover over Gilbert and the others, the airport gate opened, and Sean quickly descended directly.

After Sean landed, the Black Hawk immediately returned to the base. According to Sean's previous instructions, he went back to replace the auxiliary fuel tank and then returned directly to Miami across the Caribbean Sea.

Anyway, I can't stay in Cartagena.

Sean in camouflage uniform landed and first hugged Gilbert.

He took off the camouflage uniform on his own, and inside was a set of casual clothes.

Most of the rich people around him didn't know Sean, but this guy got off the helicopter. Even if the bombing and massacre just now wasn't done by this guy himself, it couldn't be separated from it.

Butcher, executioner, murderer, pervert...

Guardian!

The changed camouflage uniform was taken away, and Gilbert coughed lightly and said, "Let me introduce you, everyone should have heard of this, Sean Rockefeller."

"Mr. Sean is the initiator and owner of this industrial zone, and also the owner of X Security Company. X Security Company will be responsible for the security of the industrial zone in Cartagena."

"Hello, hello." Sean stepped forward to shake hands with everyone one by one, as if he was a leader inspecting.

"You don't need to worry about the safety of the industry at all. Cartagena is very safe." Sean's face was full of kind smiles, and he couldn't tell that he had killed so many people just now. "The scenery here is beautiful, the climate is pleasant, and the local people are simple and honest. ,Hospitality."

"The most important thing is that there will be no gangsters in Cartagena, either now or in the future."

"You don't have to worry about guerrillas, anti-government organizations."

"X Security is not the Colombian army. For X Security, protecting the lives and properties of customers is the most important thing. For this reason, the security company never minds large-scale bombing."

"The South American branch of the security company is right next to the industrial area. There are two Black Hawk gunships, three armored vehicles, and self-propelled mortars. If necessary, more troops will be added at any time."

Sean looked at everyone solemnly, "I only do three things when I come to Cartagena, safety, safety, or fucking safety!"

"Safe, Cartagena is very safe!" Everyone applauded and said.

There is a US military guard next to it, what the hell is safer than this!

Everyone knows that what kind of bullshit guerrillas are, after all, just a group of armed drug dealers, and their combat effectiveness cannot be compared with that of the US military.

Eagle Sauce: Rabbit, stand up first.

Eagle Sauce: Everyone here is rubbish!

Everyone stood there and exchanged greetings for a while before Gilbert opened his mouth to invite: "The dinner party is ready, let's go over there."

Everyone got into the car and left the industrial area one after another. On the way, they accidentally turned their heads and saw corpses all over the ground.

Scattered arms and legs, large intestines flying everywhere...

"vomit"……

Seeing this scene, they all closed their eyes and covered their mouths.

cruel!

After leaving the industrial area and entering the urban area, the urban area is in chaos at the moment.

The speed of the Black Hawk clearing people is very fast, but the clearing tasks on the combat team's side require one shot at a time.

There were gunshots everywhere in the slums, and the streets were empty and no one was there.

The helicopter bombing just now has scared the onlookers back. Occasionally, those who rush into the street will soon be beaten to death by the security company personnel chasing after them.

There was blood and dead bodies everywhere in the streets.

It looks like a war-torn area.

Gilbert's convoy was coming and had been informed by Commander Craigie Wright.

Otherwise, the team will be blown up by RPG as soon as they enter.

Sean and Gilbert were sitting in the first car. The speed was not fast. Corpses appeared on the road from time to time.

When crushing, blood will inevitably spurt out, making the car full of blood thorns.

The rich men in the chemical industry in the car behind were all pale and pale. Fortunately, they didn't eat lunch after listening to Gilbert's words, otherwise, they would definitely vomit right now.

However, although this situation was cruel and frightening, in the bang, bang, bang, I felt inexplicably safe in my heart.

Even if these local gangs are iron-clad, they will all be honest after this ruthless killing.

It's just that everyone along the way was a little puzzled. The trouble here has become like this. Where are the police?

police!

The police are changing at the police station.

Are you not allowed to carry a gun when you come out to perform missions?

Isn't that a change of clothes?

Does the car not start?

Don't need time!

Shit, the chief of police wanted to unplug the police station when the black hawk gunships in the sky bombed with missiles.

As long as no one calls the police, Cartagena is safe!

However, it was a step too late after all, I don't know which damned guy called the police.

Don't let Lao Tzu know who you are, I will definitely kill you!

Hearing the constant bombing, the police didn't dare to go out.

What kind of firepower they have, and what kind of firepower they have, they still have a hard time in their hearts.

Especially after receiving the news that the guys in camouflage uniforms rushed in in armored vehicles.

The six-barreled Gatling can be a powerful chug.

The chief of police threw the small pistol in his hand on the spot.

What do I want this gun for!

Bullying and bullying civilians with small pistols is okay.

Anyway, the gunfire kept going outside, and the police were determined not to go out.

Very firm!

It doesn't work for anyone.

The convoy went all the way through the slums and entered the seaside.

Like a gap, beyond here, Cartagena is two worlds.

Cartagena has a protruding area near the sea, the airport, various five-star hotels, and the castle built by the Spaniards here.

The clean and tidy streets are lined with high-rise buildings. Pedestrians walk briskly, with faint smiles on their faces.

This is a rich area, either tourists from the United States, or rich people from Colombia.

On the side of entering the civilized world, everyone got out of the car and changed cars.

There was blood all over the car, as if Cartagena was not safe.

In fact, this is also the reason why Sean chose Cartagena. Apart from the slums, the law and order here is actually very good.

For all kinds of guerrillas, the main source of finance is marijuana and coca leaves, and most of them are exported from here. Therefore, there is a tacit understanding that no one comes here to make trouble.

If it's really not peaceful here, to put it bluntly, it will cut off everyone's source of income.

There is a tacit agreement.

When they arrived at the reserved banquet hall, Mayor Butler Mitchell and his team were already waiting here.

After Sean's introduction, a group of rich Americans shook hands with Butler Mitchell.

Everyone was a little surprised that Mayor Butler Mitchell appeared here. There were bombings and massacres outside, and you can still appear here with a happy face.

This attitude...

Steady!

Everyone immediately understood that Sean had reached an agreement with the Cartagena city government, and all of this was planned.

Government-business hookup...cough cough, government-business cooperation.

Steady!

Here the banquet started, everyone was chatting and laughing, on the other side, in the police station...

The chief of police stood at the window, looking at the slums in the distance, and after a while, he turned his head and listened carefully.

It seems that there have been no gunshots for a long time, right?

As if he had confirmed it a few times, the chief of police immediately cheered up, grabbed the pistol he had thrown on the sofa and put it into the pouch, took the coat hanging on the clothes and put it on his body, opened the door of the room, and strode boldly out.

"Everyone, get in the car quickly and rush to the place where the incident happened, hurry up!"

"We must wipe out the gangsters!"

A group of policemen suddenly regained their spirits, holding guns, shouting and getting into the car one after another.

It's time to show off the police force!

Duck!

At the head of the chief, more than a dozen vehicles lined up and rushed out of the police station, just getting on the road and preparing to enter the main road.

Suddenly, the director's car slammed on the brakes.

This sudden braking caused a series of police cars behind him to react unhurriedly. Amidst a series of 'bang', 'bang' and 'bang', many police cars rear-ended together.

what's the situation?

Many police cars opened their doors and stretched their necks to look towards the intersection. They saw an armored vehicle driving over and blocking the intersection. The six-barreled Gatling on the roof was slowly turning, and its guns were pointing here.

chief Police officer:……

A group of police officers: ...

Quiet, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

"Go back!" A voice came from the horn inside the armored vehicle.

The chief of police raised his throat, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, tremblingly put away the walkie-talkie on the car, and shouted dryly: "Go back, go back, dog, dog, dog!"

The picture seemed to start to reverse, reverse, and the police cars lined up to reverse.

Back up the car faster than you came.

No one, including the chief of police, thought to stand up and say, 'I'm a policeman, hands up'.

a?

No need, no need at all!

What happened to the police?

The police are not iron-clad either.

There's no need to show off, people dare to drive the Black Hawk and throw missiles. No one thinks that the other party is afraid to open fire on the police.

How did you come here, how did you go back.

The rewind ends, and the streets are bare.

A gust of sea breeze blew by, and the debris that had just been rear-ended and fell rolled on the road.

X Security has a tradition of X Security.

Doing things pays attention to a beginning and an end.

Everyone knows what to do without Sean telling them what to do.

After the murder, the scene must be cleaned up, so as not to cause any trouble to the local police.

It's so generous!

bombing?

This has.

kill?

does not exist!

There is no body, so how can you say that you killed someone!

What about the evidence?

Who dares to slander Lao Tzu!

Tender you!

It's just that I killed a lot this time, and it's a bit difficult to clean up.

"Hellfire shouldn't be used to bomb it!" An X security officer who was picking up the stumps in the ruins muttered and threw the stumps into the body bag, "Look, the explosions are everywhere, and it's too laborious to clean up. "

"It's better to use a gun, the body is intact!"

"Is this too much of a waste of time?"

"Report to the above and think of a way."

Craigie Wright was also stunned for a while when he received the news, and then ordered the security personnel to find the surrounding residents to come out to help collect the corpse, and just pay more money.

Everyone is responsible for watching, and nothing will go wrong.

With the participation of local residents, the speed of cleaning up the mess suddenly accelerated.

As for the industrial area, the only way to gather the corpses was to use bulldozers.

After the corpses here are cleaned up, they will also be sent to the industrial area for unified processing.

"Head, is there a reporter here?" On the command vehicle, Craigie Wright suddenly received a report from the people below.

"Where are there reporters, there are no reporters!" Craigie Wright immediately ordered loudly: "It's just a group of tourists, bring them back, and confiscate everything like cameras."

The order was issued, and the security personnel below took action immediately.

There was no obstruction or questioning, just rushed up, dared to run and fired a warning.

The camera was confiscated, and people took it away!

"I am a reporter, you have no right to arrest me, I have the right to freedom of news reporting!" Many of these reporters are very hardheaded, and they always feel that reporters have privileges.

These words are more suitable for those politicians, and Sean may be a little more polite.

But now in front of them was a group of soldiers. These guys were used to not beeping if they could do it. After knocking someone down with a gun butt, the muzzle of the gun was on the head, and the scene immediately fell silent.

Sure enough, convincing talents with reasoning is the most convenient, quick and effective way.

Facing this group of strong security guards who were full of murderous looks, a group of cultural people decisively chose Congxin.

Craigie Wright didn't think much about them, it's just whether this kind of photos can be circulated or not, and as little as they can be circulated, less will be circulated.

This is Sean's consistent principle.

Even in New Jersey, which dominates the entire underground world, when Sean disposes of people, he doesn't leave any corpses, and all of them are sent to sea for destruction.

If there is no body, at most it is a disappearance, and the nature of the matter varies greatly.

A lot of people were indeed killed this time, more than a dozen gangs, and the security company dispatched 10 basic combat teams, killing more than 300 gang members.

Pulled by the van that had been prepared long ago, the corpse was put into a bag and thrown in like frozen pork.

Pulled a few cars back and forth.

Along the way, the blood was left on the road from the cracks.

Craigie Wright did not order the reporter to be released until all the corpses were transported.

They didn't abuse them, instead they were sent to a hotel that had just been booked out.

When they heard that they were going to eat, many reporters were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

The other reporters were either crying or yelling, which made Craigie Wright, who opened the door, look confused.

Are you crazy?

It took a long time to figure it out, these reporters thought of the 'Last Supper' when they heard the meal, and thought they would kill them after the meal.

It's no wonder they can think of this kind of thing, after all, these American soldiers in camouflage uniforms are too ruthless.

After killing so many people in the city just now, these reporters couldn't help but think about it.

Craigie Wright explained dumbfoundingly: "There is no last supper. He came to give out red envelopes to everyone. Treating guests to dinner is just normal entertainment."

After hearing Craigie Wright's explanation, the scene was quiet for a while, and then someone yelled loudly, "We have the right to freedom of the press. You are illegally detained. I want to sue you."

"Yes, illegal detention, this is a massacre, I will definitely expose you!"

Craigie Wright's expression darkened in an instant due to the noisy yelling. Damn it, I just didn't need to do anything, so what can I say to this reporter?

People have their own strengths, and they should not do things that they are not good at.

Thinking of this, Craigie Wright had a cold face, pulled an M16 from the security guard around him, pointed it at the roof and pulled the trigger directly. There was a "da da da" gunshot, and in an instant, the scene became quiet again.

"Shit, you fucking sons of bitches, fuck your freedom of the press." Craigie Wright glanced at the crowd coldly, "Everyone fucking puts which newspaper they belong to and who they are Hand over your identity information and get the money and get the hell out."

"Taking my money, if I let me know, none of you would dare to report indiscriminately."

Craigie Wright snorted heavily, "I'll send your whole family to hell the next day!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became quiet again, and none of the group of reporters spoke, and silently lowered their heads.

Reporters: If you have spoken so well, it will be over!

Craigie Wright cursed and returned the gun to the people around him, "Let them stand against the wall with their press cards and take pictures, just like criminals."

Pushing open the door of the hotel, Craigie Wright turned and walked out, leaving only one sentence, "What a bunch of bastards!"

Of course, despite Craigie Wright's actions seeming to be very clean, all threats of murder have been sent out, but there will definitely be reports that should be reported.

After all, it is not up to a reporter to decide what a newspaper will report.

This just makes the report less material.

The scope of coverage is reduced.

Negative reports can be minimized.

It is convenient for Sean to deal with public opinion issues later.