Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 209 - 125: The Entire Army is Wiped Out (First Update)

Chapter 209: Chapter 125: The Entire Army is Wiped Out (First Update)

Third Community Building, inside a severely damaged house, Jacquen’s mangled body lay on the ground, already devoid of warmth.

Dika had a steel rebar piercing through his thigh, and his face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

Across from him, Mikael still held a submachine gun, staying with the last few remaining survivors. Some were CIA agents, others were elite soldiers from the Delta Special Forces, but now they all looked as ragged as refugees.

“Everyone, I underestimated the enemy’s ferocity,”

Dika pulled painkillers from his pocket and swallowed them in one gulp, then injected his thigh with a needle.

“How could the enemy have so many armored units?”

Mikael’s voice was dull as he glanced down at the tanks and self-propelled grenade launchers continuously bombarding below, each blast shaking their hearts like a heavy hammer, causing agitation and chaos.

“Cough, cough, I’m afraid this can’t be separated from that warlord in Chan Country. Our intelligence showed that they only deployed infantry fighting vehicles; we never expected them to bring tanks,”

Dika coughed dryly. In Mexico, although drug lords were rampant, conflicts were generally gunfights focused, and utilizing heavy machine guns was considered significant firepower.

Deploying tanks and grenade launchers was practically unheard of, only that insane warlord named Su Jie would do such a thing.

“Mikael, try to break out with them,”

Feeling the building shaking and on the verge of collapse, even making creaking noises, Dika spoke again, “The United States’ aircraft will arrive in eight minutes, the helicopter rapid response team in thirty-one minutes, and the Mexican military ground forces won’t arrive for another two hours. Leave now; I remember there’s a manhole cover not far from the building, you guys can escape through the sewer.”

“Dika, what about you…?”

“I’ll stay here. I misjudged the strength of the enemy, which is my due reward. Besides, with the condition of my body, I can’t escape with you.”

Mikael fell silent for a moment, then took the recorder and identity token that Dika handed him. He made eye contact with the other survivors, nodded, and said, “Take care.”

After speaking, Mikael left behind a handgun with a single bullet in it and then led the team charging out of the building.

Meanwhile, Dika, hearing the ever-closer sound of tank treads and the dull bombardment, slowly took out the handgun and put it in his mouth. His mind was filled with vital intelligence; he wasn’t sure if he could withstand torture if captured alive.

“I hope the boss takes this enemy seriously, to avoid repeating our mistakes.”

Dika was about to pull the trigger when suddenly the floor beneath him shook, and a 155mm shell blasted into the room.

“Dam…”

The last curse wasn’t uttered as Dika, along with the floor, was engulfed by the blinding explosion.

Boom!

As Mikael hastily fled the Third Community Building, he turned back to see the building collapsing under continuous bombardment, plumes of dust obscuring the view.

“Good opportunity.”

Mikael put on a gas mask and, using the dust from the collapsing building for cover, led the remaining few towards the manhole.

Bang!

Suddenly, one person in the group fell hard to the ground, his head bursting open.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Several gunshots rang out again, and three members of the team were shot in the head.

Mikael couldn’t believe it and looked up toward the direction from which the gunshots were coming.

Despite the dust and ash obscuring the vision, how had the enemy sniper spotted him and his team? Thermal imaging perhaps?

Before Mikael could figure out what was happening, his head too burst open like a balloon, and all his thoughts and consciousness faded away.

…

From a distance, Su Jie dropped the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand and said to Carter beside him, “It’s done, notify everyone to retreat, unless you want to face retaliatory bombing by the United States.”

Sitting upright with a serious demeanor, Carter immediately picked up the walkie-talkie, “Operation successful, everyone retreat from the scene.”

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Su Jie slowly walked downstairs and said, “Go collect some identity tokens and take photos at the bodies, and then issue a statement in the name of the Tijuana Group, claiming that we annihilated a CIA and Delta Team this afternoon.”

“This… Alright.”

Carter was slightly taken aback, this act was practically provoking the United States, much like terrorists claiming responsibility for a bombing attack. Now, it was impossible for the United States to cover this up and pretend ignorance.

Su Jie walked downstairs, got into a black sedan driven by a member of Jieke Security.

On the battlefield, the Tijuana members loaded into pickups and trucks and departed.

About a dozen armored units also started their tracks and turned to leave the streets.

As they passed a street, police lined up on both sides, staring dumbfounded at the tanks and Infantry Fighting Vehicles passing by, too shocked to move, just dumbly watching the scene as if sending off the convoy.

The retreat took just a few minutes, and the Tijuana Group members dispersed locally, while the armored units entered a warehouse.

Not until the Tijuana Group completely left the area did the sirens, which had been sounding for a long time, approach the battlefield, and a group of Mexican police cautiously moved closer.

In fact, they had arrived earlier, but faced with the ferocious Tijuana Group, and the terrifying bombardment from about a dozen armored vehicles, they, armed only with light weapons, were too scared to approach, merely watching the scenario unfold from a distance.

Shortly after, the sound of fighter jets swooshed through the sky.

These were jets from a certain United States Air Force base that had urgently armed and taken off, authorized to enter Mexican airspace.

The Mexican police looked up to see several small black dots detach from the belly of the aircraft.

Several missiles dropped from high above, accurately striking the warehouse where the armored units had entered.

The intense explosion shattered the warehouse, lifting flames tens of meters high and producing shockwaves that swept in all directions.

However, what the jets in the sky didn’t know was that the warehouse had connected underground tunnels, and the armored units had already evacuated through the tunnels, rendering the missile attack futile.

Soon, more and more support arrived, including Mexican military forces, air-dropped special forces sent by the United States, and specialized investigation teams, all arriving at the ruins of the Third Community within a few hours of the incident.

As the remains of body after body were dug up, each bearing the identity of the CIA and Delta Force, the Mexican military at the scene were momentarily speechless, wondering if the Tijuana Group had gone mad to commit such an act.

And as for the personnel from the United States, their expressions were even more grim.

For many years, few organizations had dared to provoke the authority of the United States like this.

This anger and humiliation engulfed every United States personnel present, and when they saw the recent announcement from the Tijuana Group claiming responsibility for the incident, their suppressed rage finally erupted.

Many declared their resolve to eradicate this dangerous criminal organization.