Black-Haired Internal Revenue Service SWAT Agent - Chapter 323



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Side story 29: Operation Assault

“Doesn’t this look too shabby to be called a safe house? Those damn CBP guys just dump all the contraband they seize off the coast of Florida into the ocean, what the heck? They’re running a ghostly building in the middle of nowhere and calling it a safe house.”

The man sitting in the back seat, holding the M249 machine gun, spoke to Crowley in the driver’s seat.

It was more of a grumble than a question.

“Still, you never know how many federal agents might be killing people in that haunted building, so don’t let your guard down.”

Crowley alerted the three mercenaries inside the pickup truck.

The safe house, operated by Customs and Border Protection, Florida Division, was a two-story building on the side of a road outside Haines City.

It was an office building with a large parking lot, and the entire building site was surrounded by chain-link fencing and surveillance cameras, making it a closed area.

The building was adjacent to a six-lane highway, across the street from which stood a dark gas station and auto repair shop.

David Crowley and two mercenaries parked their pickup truck right inside the gas station and watched the safe house for over an hour.

Crowley surveyed the area around the building, which was equipped with several surveillance cameras and motion detectors, and finally confirmed that it was a safe house secured by hackers from the Lennox Organization.

The sight of two black Suburbans with federal plates parked in the parking lot only added to that conviction.

Now he is a traitor who could bring down the Lennox Organization and was once on the verge of eliminating his own men.

“Not yet, David?”

This time, the subordinate sitting in the passenger seat asks Crowley.

The moment Crowley heard those words, he checked his wristwatch.

“It’s almost time to arrive. Everyone, get ready!”

At Crowley’s direction, the mercenary in the passenger seat pulled out the radio transmitter’s antenna and placed the switch cover back on.

Clank! Clank!

They all put on their bulletproof helmets and pulled the charging handles of the machine guns and M4 rifles they each carried.

Just then, from somewhere in the night sky, the sound of a helicopter began to echo.

Just then, the helicopter pilot’s voice was heard over the radio.

“‘Blue Apple Two’ has entered the operational airspace! What is the situation around the destination? ‘Blue Apple One’?”

Crowley responded by lowering his night vision goggles in front of his eyes and focusing on the safe house building six lanes across, in his ten o’clock direction.

“No problem at this point! Blue Apple One will confirm the target as of now!”

“Razor!”

Crowley stuck his M4 rifle out the car window and aimed the infrared laser designator mounted on the gun at the second floor across the street.

Immediately afterwards, an infrared laser beam, visible only to those wearing night vision goggles, was projected onto the exterior wall of the building.

After about 10 seconds of that, the sound of the helicopter grew louder in the sky above the area, and the mercenaries inside the truck opened the car doors slightly.

Tata tata tata tata~.

Soon, a UH-1 Huey helicopter appeared in the nearby sky, its rotors spinning and the sound of them rattling around the area.

The helicopter circled around the building after identifying it with Crowley’s infrared laser.

At that moment, Crowley shouted at the mercenary in the passenger seat.

“Executive (Operation commencement)! Executive!”

At that command, the mercenary pressed the wireless trigger switch, and immediately after, an explosion was heard in the distance, and the streetlights along the road all went out at once.

Complete darkness enveloped the safe house and the surrounding roads, and a UH-1 helicopter circling at an altitude of 50 to 60 meters projected a red visible laser beam toward the exterior wall of the second floor of the safe house.

Booooooooooooooooo! Booooooooooooo!

Immediately afterwards, a red laser beam shot out from the left side of the Huey helicopter towards the safe house, and fierce flames began to fly from the area around the building.

The M134 minigun mounted on the helicopter was firing countless flares towards the second floor of the safe house.

Booooooooooooooo! Booooooooooo! Booooooooooo!

The second floor window panes and even the window frames were shattered and fell downwards.

Now, the Huey helicopter, equipped with a mini-gun, hovered directly above Crowley and his men.

As they concentrated their fire on the mini-guns, 7.62mm shells rained down on Crowley’s truck.

Booooooooooooooo! Booooooooooooo!

As the six-barreled mini-gun rotated, thunder continued to rumble throughout the area, and Crowley and his men watched the safe house from inside the car.

As the mini-guns exploded, the safe house collapsed starting from where the windows were.

Moments later, part of the outer wall collapsed, revealing the interior of the second floor, and 7.62mm tracer rounds continued to pour in through the large hole.

“Blue Apple Two, fire clear! Blue Apple One, stand by!”

Crowley responded to the helicopter pilot’s report by making a hand signal to the mercenaries.

“Lazer That! Blue Apple One is now entering the second verification process! Blue Apple Two, hold fire! Hold fire! Hold fire!”

“Lazer that, Blue Apple One! Blue Apple Two is now in a holding pattern!”

By the time the helicopter pilot’s answer was heard, Crowley and the mercenaries had already gotten out of the truck.

Tata tata tata tata tata tata!

A mercenary who got out from behind the driver’s seat opened fire with an M240 machine gun toward the main entrance of the safe house.

Another mercenary opened fire with his M249 machine gun in the same direction, and dozens of machine gun tracer rounds now lined up across the road, toward the safe house’s front door and the first-floor windows.

The large lights on the first floor windows that illuminated the parking lot were shattered, sending sparks flying all the way to the main entrance, and someone cheered at the sight.

Above their heads, a UH-1 helicopter circled slowly, providing cover.

The four Lennox gang members continued to fire from the roadside adjacent to the gas station, without crossing the road between the gas station and the safe house.

After about a minute of shooting, Lennox broke off a green chem light and threw it into the road right in front of them.

Then, the mercenaries who discovered it stopped shooting one by one.

Next, they each pulled out the M72A3 anti-tank rocket launcher they were carrying on their backs.

One by one, Lennox’s mercenaries pulled out the rear of the launcher tube and prepared the M72A3 for firing.

“Fire in the hole!”

First, Crowley, who had placed the rocket launcher on his shoulder, warned everyone and then focused on the second floor of the safe house through the launcher’s aiming board.

The firing process, which involves pressing the trigger on top of the launcher with two fingers, follows immediately.

pop!

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A 66mm high-explosive bomb, spewing yellow flames, flew towards the second floor of the safe house in an instant.

Kwaaang!

There was a flash of light and debris flew in all directions, followed by three 66mm rockets in quick succession.

Boom! Boom! Phuong!

Rockets exploded on the exterior wall of the second floor, and moments later, the entire building was engulfed in black smoke.

From then on, Crowley’s group stopped shooting and watched the safe house.

The flames pouring out of the safe house in all directions were further intensified as a UH-1 helicopter circled overhead, still blowing strong downwind.

Moments later, a pickup truck with a camping trailer on the back passed by the scene of the Abigyuhuan without a trace.

Inside the trailer and truck, people looked wide-eyed toward the safe house and Crowley’s group.

They were startled and quickly fled the scene when one of the mercenaries pointed a machine gun at them.

“Blue Apple Two, check if additional fire is needed!”

“Razor!”

At Crowley’s request, a UH-1 helicopter circled the area around the safe house.

A moment later, the helicopter pilot answered Crowley.

“Shit! Even Iron Man and Thor won’t be able to escape from that fire!”

At those words, Crowley raised the night vision goggles upwards and looked up at the Safe House building, which seemed to be engulfed in hellfire with his own eyes.

A fierce flame was raging not only in the two-story building but also in the bushes around the parking lot.

Crowley took out his cell phone and called Lennox.

As soon as the dial tone rang, he picked up the phone.

“Is that news that you wiped them out, David?”

“Yes, that’s right. We completely destroyed the safe house. The surprise attack was so successful that no one was able to escape from the building.”

“Good! Thanks for your hard work! Come back soon, David!”

“Ten for (10-4: Okay)!”

After finishing the call, Crowley made a hand signal for his men to withdraw.

However, one of the mercenaries was staring at the southwest direction of the road where the camping trailer had disappeared two or three minutes ago.

Crowley shouted at him as he was heading to the pickup truck with the other mercenaries, still standing there dazed and alone.

“Damn it, what are you doing, Jack? What are you staring at so stupidly?”

Crowley approached him, wielding an M240 machine gun in both hands, and shouted.

But at that moment, the mercenary lay flat on the ground and aimed his M240 machine gun towards the southwest, where the road stretched out.

“Shhh!”

At the same time, at that end of the road, where the streetlights had gone out and it was dark, warning lights began to flash simultaneously.

Less than a hundred meters from the gas station where Crowley’s men were stationed, dozens of flashing lights twinkled like a giant Christmas tree.

Tata tata tata tata tata tata!

M240 machine guns opened fire, and huge Bearcat hulls began to appear from the trail of machine gun tracers.

What started out as two tactical armored vehicles quickly grew to four, then six.

In an unexpected turn of events, Crowley and the rest of the mercenaries knelt on the ground, looking around.

Crowley could see machine gun flares ricocheting off the lead Bearcat.

Soon, a warning broadcast was transmitted from outside speakers.

“We are federal agents! Members of Kyle Lennox’s organization, drop your weapons and surrender now! If you refuse to surrender, we will use force to subdue you all! I repeat! We are federal agents! Members of Kyle Lennox’s organization, drop your weapons and surrender now!”

Crowley pulled out one of the two radios, the command network radio that communicated with the helicopter, and shouted.

“Blue Apple Two! Stop those Bearcats right now!”

Crowley figured that while the Minigun’s 7.62mm rounds wouldn’t be able to penetrate the Bearcat’s primary armor, they could still be used to impede their advance with indiscriminate fire.

However, that tactical move was entirely a mistake on his part.

Brrrrrrrrrrrr~!

Crowley initially thought a UH-1 Huey was approaching them.

However, after a while, I realized that a completely different sound from the characteristic rotor noise of the Huey helicopter was shaking the area around the gas station.

Crowley and the mercenaries now lay flat on the ground and began to look around.

At that moment, one side of the safe house building completely collapsed, and the vibrations were transmitted to them through the ground.

“Howley Sheep!”

One of the mercenaries, looking in the direction of the safe house, let out a sigh that made everyone tense.

Across the street, beyond the burning safe house, shapes the size of houses were approaching the gas station.

There, a gust of wind blew across six lanes of traffic toward the gas station, and Crowley soon realized that they were U.S. Army AH-64 Apache attack helicopters.

As the Apache helicopters flew at the height of the building, they appeared even larger and more terrifying to those lying on the ground.

Soon a powerful searchlight beam was beamed towards them from the nose of an AH-64 helicopter, but the Apache pilots were not currently watching the trolley party.

The searchlight beam illuminated a UH-1 Huey helicopter hovering over this gas station.

Another warning was given at a roadblock about 50 to 60 meters away, where the Bearcats had stopped.

“Huey, land on the road right now! Or I’ll shoot you down!”

Across the six-lane road, two AH-64 Apache helicopters were flying overhead, while a UH-1 helicopter was flying overhead, facing each other over the gas station.

And the trolley crew was lying face down in the middle of that terrifying standoff.

The trolley was expected to land on the road ahead of Richardson, a Huey helicopter pilot who had been kicked out of the military because of his alcoholism problems.

But something unexpected happened.

Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

A mini-gun fired from the left side of the Huey helicopter, and dozens of flares flew toward the Apache helicopters across the road.

Red flares exploded in succession on the nose of the AH-64 helicopter and then flew in all directions.

The next moment, as everyone expected, the AH-64 attack helicopters began to counterattack.

Tuttertuttertuttertuttertutter! Tuttertuttertuttertuttertutter!

Two Apache helicopters opened fire with their 30mm chain guns, and a Huey helicopter hovering directly above the trolley party rocked back and forth as it was hit with 30mm high explosive rounds.

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