"WHAT?"
Maria asked curiously, "Only wearing underwear?"
"Yes, dirty money is usually in small bills, US Dollars, easy to circulate and also easy to acquire. Cri syndicates won’t hold all large bills, it’s impractical.
Small bills co from retail and are the most nurous, so when workers in the warehouse sort cash, they need to wear underwear to prevent anyone from hiding money.
The number of small bills is large, and the cri syndicate won’t count them ticulously. The best thod is to hire locals to sort the cash wearing underwear."
"I see." Maria’s eyes sparkled, "There’s a warehouse near the foot of the mountain in Zone 5, and I’ve heard that workers there work in underwear. Every entry and exit is strictly checked. I heard from tavern guests, but they didn’t say what kind of work it was."
"Zone 5?"
"Yes! Just to the left of Zone 3, far from the border crossing, where there aren’t many residents, near the mountains and jungle."
"Nice! It’s there!"
"I know the location." Ella exclaid happily.
I snapped my fingers, "Duke, we have work to do."
"Now? Are you sure?" Duke stood up, showing a doubtful look.
"Yes, our car is rented, and soon soone will figure out we’re at Maria’s tavern from various clues, which will bring us danger. So, we will eliminate the danger by taking the initiative. By dawn tomorrow, all crises will disappear due to the Cucuta Group’s weakening."
"GOD!" Duke looked at in surprise. I’m not a tactical genius, but I understand the rules of the dark world ga.
"Ella, get the gear ready, Maria, you’d better hide in the wine cellar until we return."
"They still have a lot of people." Duke gave the middle finger.
"There’s a lot of money there!"
"Fuck! You’re the BOSS, you call the shots!" Duke got excited; that was the cri syndicate’s cash warehouse.
"Stay safe!" Maria withdrew her hand, looking at us with concern.
"Tonight’s slaughter will continue!" I laughed.
"Follow , I will lead you to tear open the enemy’s throat!"
"Kenny, you’re crazy!" Duke moved aside, carrying his backpack.
We walked out of the tavern into the night. The moon in the sky was pure white, but tonight, it would turn crimson, the color of blood.
In the darkness, Ella drove the vehicle to Zone 5. On a street far from the warehouse, we turned off the lights.
Four of us dressed in black combat uniforms, holding assault rifles.
We approached the target through the alley.
Because of my killing, Tanzande beca quiet and silent, fear perating everywhere.
No one was on the streets, and no vehicles. Everyone quietly hid in their hos, waiting for dawn.
Occasionally, there was the barking of dogs on the road.
The darkness invaded Zone 5 as the electrical boxes along the way were smashed by Duke, and darkness lood over Tanzande like a shadow.
"Damn, we’ve also lost power!"
Zone 5 beca dark, and the thugs in the warehouse shouted, "Turn on the diesel generator!"
Leaning against the alley, watching the warehouse from afar, Duke took out two quad goggles from his backpack. "This is Freddie and my treasure, very expensive, don’t break it."
"Wow!" I held the quad goggles, stroking them, they were worth 40,000 US Dollars.
"These are noise-cancelling headphones, wear them, don’t lose them, very expensive."
I looked at Duke disdainfully, "I will compensate you."
"Rember what you said, Kenny!"
Putting on the quad goggles, I turned on the imager, and the night turned into a slaughterhouse.
Are those with night vision equipnt the sa as those without?
The answer is a huge gap.
The night will beco our ho ground, while our opponents are just a bunch of hooligans who can’t even compare to a militia.
"The massacre begins!"
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