From Signing In To Dominate The World

Chapter 756

Chapter 756 Los Ramons

The small town of Los Ramons.

After a stable development for so long, Setta seemed to heal the scars and forget the pain, forget the lessons of history, and once again provoked many drug cartels with his own strength.

Whether it is Sinaloa or CJNG or other drug cartels, as long as all the drug dealers in Los Ramos are cleared, it seems that it intends to take this strategically important place as its own.

This is naturally not allowed.

Los Ramos is adjacent to the border of Sinaloa, and at the same time bordering the territory of CJNG. Seta is hoarding heavy troops here, and it is not only Sinaloa that threatens Sinaloa, CJNG also dare not take it lightly.

After all, Seta’s combat effectiveness is obvious to all. The scenes of other drug cartels smashed by Setta’s fight are still vivid. If the official and all drug cartels did not join forces to suppress the current Mexican drug market, I am afraid that Setta’s family is the world. NS.

But people who can eat this bowl of rice will definitely not have fools. Everyone is afraid of Seta’s re-emergence, but CJNG is not willing to be this vanguard.

Obviously.

Seta attacked this time and occupied Los Ramóns forcefully, mainly to avenge Sinaloa’s sabotage in Tijuana.

In that case, why should I help Sinaloa as a thug? Watching the fire from the other side is enough.

This cannot be said to be selfish and short-sighted.

For most people, I am afraid they will make the same choice as CJNG.

If you can’t bear it, you will be in a big way.

Even if these drug dealers have read a few books of warfare, their level of education is certainly not high.

They must have never learned a truth.

——At first they hunted down communists, I didn’t say anything ──because I’m not a communist

Then they hunted down the Jews, but I didn’t speak–because I’m not a Jew;

Later, they hunted down the union members, but I didn’t say anything-because I was not a union member;

After that, they chased and killed Catholics, but I didn’t speak–because I was a Protestant;

Finally they rushed to me, but no one stood up to speak for me again.

…

“CJNG’s gangsters have no backbone at all. They were killed by Seta, and they didn’t say a word. They are not as good as the ladies!”

In order to retake Los Ramóns and defend the majesty of the group, Sinaloa specially sent a high-level man named Carl to lead the battle.

This Carl is still a bit savvy, knowing that He Zong Lian Heng, intends to pull CJNG together to attack Seta, and even proactively sent an invitation to CJNG, but he was tactfully rejected.

“CJNG these guys must be planning to pick up the bargain in the back!”

“Pick up cheap? Have a fucking big dream!”

Carl said grimly: “When Seta is eliminated, I see who would dare to set foot on Los Ramons!”

“Boss, the personnel have been assembled.”

Debriefing.

Carl’s eyes were sharp and gloomy, and he slid the door into the car.

“Set off!”

In order not to cause too much sensation, dozens of pickup trucks and vans drove to Los Ramos in different routes.

The first group is worthy of the first group. Sinaloa was very determined this time. In order to win this battle, it quickly deployed thousands of people a few days later.

You know, firearms are no matter what a treasure, even a drug dealer group can’t make it per capita.

But these nearly 1,000 people, each equipped with firearms and sufficient bullets.

in other words.

If military literacy is aside, this is equivalent to a regiment of armed forces!

Look on the map.

The scattered convoys came to the same destination from different directions, and gradually converged at dusk. At this time, it was already less than a mile away to gather Los Ramons.

“Rush in and kill them all, leaving no one behind!”

Carl’s eyes were fierce, and he hissed to order to attack.

“Tutututututu…”

These drug dealers were instantly excited, and very arrogant, as if they were not afraid of being scared at all, they started shooting into the sky like crazy.

All the cars let go of their horsepower, whizzed across the mud and rushed towards the small town ahead.

The gang of drug dealers in Sinaloa flaunted their might, brandishing their guns and yelling, like evil spirits bursting out of hell.

at this time.

In the small town of Los Ramos, every household has closed doors. More than 3,000 residents of the town seem to know what is about to happen, and they all stay behind closed doors.

Police Investigation Bureau.

Hearing the sound of gunshots faintly sounded outside, the chief inspector’s arm kept trembling, and the cigarette in his hand seemed to be unsteady, and it seemed that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

“Damn! Sinaloa is here! They are here to retaliate!”

Obviously the two major drug cartels are shopping, and he, the chief of police investigation, seems to be more panicked and nervous than anyone else.

“Head… me, we… what should we do now?”

It’s not just this secretary who behaves badly.

At this time, all police officers in Los Ramons looked like the end, with pale face, trembling teeth, and some even both legs began to tremble.

funny.

But it is also true.

It stands to reason that at this time, these people in uniforms should rush out to stop crime, defend justice, and maintain the security and stability of the town.

But they did nothing.

Just stay in the police station, like a frightened bird.

Don’t blame them.

They did nothing—in other words, what can they do?

They are full of calculations, they are only in their 20s, and they can’t find a few decent guns in their weapons. They rushed out and died in vain?

Such a meager salary each month is not enough to cultivate their consciousness of sacrificing their lives.

“What to do? How do I know what to do?!”

The chief trembling fingers pinched the cigarette, and yelled at his subordinates gloomily.

Obviously, the tremendous psychological pressure has caused him, the most powerful person in the town of Los Ramons, to completely lose his composure.

Everyone dared not speak any more, frightened, and could only resign to their fate. No one knew what would be waiting for them in an hour or a few hours.

“Pray.”

The chief took a breath of cigarette force, and the long ashes shook directly on his collar, his eyes wandering, completely unaware.

“Pray for Seta to be able to carry it down.”

“Yes, Setta!”

A policeman immediately said: “Seta must not lose!”

Ridiculous.

A group of police investigators actually pin their hopes on a drug dealer group.

But now they have no choice.

Only if Seta wins, they will be safe.

And if Sinaloa falls into the hands of Los Ramons again, what will happen to them, then no one can guarantee.

“By the way, where’s Shiro?”

The Secretary looked around and found that one person was missing.