I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 291: Fighting the Elite (Part 1)
Near the pier, six black cars were parked quietly in the shadows, the low roar of their engines drowned out by the sound of waves lapping against the shore.

In one of the cars, a young man was looking through the window at the situation inside the dock with a high-powered telescope.

His fingers tightly gripped the adjustment ring of the telescope, and he frowned as he said, "Tequila, the situation is not good."

He pressed the communicator, his voice low and urgent: "The firepower of those kidnappers is much stronger than we expected."

"Councilor Tunkou's men have been beaten back step by step. If they continue like this, they won't be able to hold out for much longer. How about we go and provide support now?"

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a few seconds, and then Tequila's calm and slightly hoarse voice came: "Paloma, don't worry. Let me ask Pisco's opinion first."

After that, he took out his cell phone and quickly dialed Pisk's number.

Paloma's brows furrowed even more tightly, and there was a hint of impatience and anxiety in her eyes.

He has never liked this style of asking for instructions on everything, especially when facing such an emergency.

In his opinion, Tequila was too cautious and even a little indecisive.

"Then you take your time to ask for instructions. I'll go over and take a look at the situation first." Paloma said directly, with a hint of disdain in her tone.

He stepped on the accelerator hard, and the black car rushed out like an arrow, with the tires making a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Tequila watched Paloma's taillights disappear quickly into the night, his brows twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything to stop it. He lowered his head to look at his phone, and the call was connected.

"Pisco, there was an accident." Tequila's voice was still calm, but his speech speed was obviously faster. "The kidnappers are much stronger than we expected. The people who ambushed have been completely wiped out. If they don't evacuate quickly, they may escape."

Pisk's low and slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you sure it wasn't that gangster A-Zu who did it?"

"No, I'm sure of it." Tequila answered, picking up the telescope again and locking his eyes on the movements in the dock. He said, "One of the kidnappers was wearing a felt hat that only showed his eyes, and the other was wearing nothing at all."

"They used MP5 submachine guns and also used grenades."

"They even used rocket launchers during the previous kidnapping. I'm not sure how much ammunition they have left."

"Paloma has already rushed up." Tequila added, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Pisk chuckled, with a hint of amusement in his voice: "Young people are always hot-tempered. Let him try it out."

"If you are sure, leave the two kidnappers behind; if not, follow them and try to find their lair."

Tequila nodded and responded briefly: "I see." After hanging up the phone, he quickly gave orders and led the remaining vehicles into the dock.

The inside of the terminal was in chaos, with containers stacked in a maze-like manner and bullet casings and blood scattered on the ground.

Just as Tequila's convoy turned a corner, there was a sudden loud bang and a black car in front was blown into the sky.

The car body rolled in the air for more than ten times, and finally the roof fell down heavily on the ground, making a deafening roar.

Tequila slammed on the brakes, and the tires left two long black marks on the ground.

He looked through the car window at the wrecked car. Paloma in the driver's seat was dead, her head tilted to one side at a strange angle, blood slowly flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"You are so reckless, young man." Tequila murmured in a low voice, with a hint of regret and mockery in his tone: "You just joined the organization not long ago, and you are gone just like that."

At this moment, a younger brother's urgent voice came from the intercom: "Boss Tequila, the kidnapper's car is coming towards us!!"

Tequila's expression instantly turned grim. He quickly glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a modified off-road vehicle speeding towards them. The outline of a half-RPG launcher was visible outside the car window! "Fight back!" His face changed drastically and he shouted, "Those guys have RPGs in their hands. Don't fight them head-on! Spread out and find a way to puncture their tires!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly pulled out a grenade from his waist, pulled the safety pin, and threw it accurately into Paloma's destroyed car.

With a loud bang, the vehicle exploded completely, flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.

After destroying the body, Tequila quickly drove away.

The four black cars quickly dispersed and moved through the container maze like cheetahs, avoiding the kidnappers' frontal firepower and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Shuichi Akai tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, his eyes like a hawk fixed on the black car in front that was turning sharply.

He glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed that the vehicle that was detonated by the grenade was now ablaze, and the flames made the surrounding containers look like ghosts.

"Even when escaping, he didn't forget to destroy the body..." Akai Shuichi murmured in a low voice, with a sneer on his face: "Such a professional style, he must be a member of the organization."

In the back seat, Shiraishi Hui put down the telescope, the reflection of the distant fire still remained on the lens.

He described what he saw: "The man who just threw the grenade had a thick beard and a cleavage on his chin... He looked quite fierce."

When Shuichi Akai heard this, his eyebrows slightly raised, and several familiar faces quickly flashed through his mind.

He chuckled, his tone was a little disdainful, "It's Tequila. I've dealt with him a few times before. This guy looks big and strong, but he actually doesn't have much brains. Whenever he encounters a problem, he only knows to ask Pisco for instructions. He is a typical execution machine."

Before he finished speaking, Shuichi Akai stepped on the accelerator, the engine let out a low roar, and the car rushed out like an arrow. His eyes were always fixed on the black car where Tequila was. If he could catch him, he would probably be able to get some useful information from him.

Shiraishi Hui set up the RPG again, and her movements of shoulder-mounted launcher were skillful and smooth.

His eyes swept across the containers on both sides, and his ears moved slightly, catching the roar of the engine coming from afar.

However, just as he took aim and was about to pull the trigger, the approaching vehicle suddenly slowed down and quickly hid behind a container.

"You hid pretty quickly?" Shiraishi Hui raised her eyebrows, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

Akai Shuichi chuckled, still looking straight ahead, and said calmly: "These are elite soldiers, with accurate shooting and good driving skills... They are different from the cannon fodder you met before."

"Heh, I'm targeting the elite!" Bai Shihui sneered, and his ears moved slightly, catching the sound of the engine coming from the right. Without any hesitation, he twisted the muzzle of the gun, and without even aiming, he pulled the trigger directly.

"call out--"

The rocket streaked across the night sky with a shrill whistling sound and headed straight for a black vehicle that had just appeared.

Although it did not hit directly, the shock wave generated by the explosion still overturned the black sedan that had just appeared.

A few short screams were heard from inside the car, and were then drowned out by the roar of the vehicle rolling.

Akai Shuichi glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the black car in the firelight, like a bird with broken wings, falling heavily to the ground without a sound.

Shiraishi chuckled and said, "Let me see how good you are at dodging... I can make countless mistakes, but they can only make one mistake!!"

Shuichi Akai once again felt the relief brought by the abundance of ammunition!!

(End of this chapter)