บท 233: The Fall of the Gulf Cartel

Alex sat on the ledge of a helicopter, his rifle in hand as he twitched with the urge to wage battle. Below the helicopter some ways back were a series of makeshift armored vehicles, and technical which the cartels employed to wage war against each other and the state.

But Alex didn't care about this. His goal was to land in the enemy compound's barrier and kick down the door. There was one objective with this attack: kill everyone, kill the leader of the gulf cartel, kill his family, kill his lieutenants, kill his soldiers, hell even kill his kitchen staff.

This was an attack that the Gulf Cartel was not expecting, and the Zetas had deployed every hitman they could find to wage it. Not to mention a few poor strangers they kidnapped on the streets, hopped up on meth, and handed an AK for the sake of soaking up bullets.