Carlos Leder sat somewhat dejectedly in the office.
Pitch black…
Only the cigarette butt appeared especially bright in the night.
He was shut down!
Really beaten into shutting down.
He had painstakingly organized 3,000 armed drug traffickers to launch a fierce attack on the eastern flank of the Allies, which was led by Mexico!
Hmm…
All that was left was fierceness. As the battle dragged on, their weapon supplies were actually very weak, and they couldn't keep up with bullets or anything else. Both the sea and the land were blockaded; even if you have money, who dares to sell to you?!
Those so-called weapon suppliers couldn't just conjure things up for you.
So you use whatever you have, even bringing out the Mauser rifles left behind in Colombia after World War II!
With such weapons, you're going to carry out a raid…
You're practically an Indian lizard crawling into a nest—indistinguishable between man and beast.
