Chapter 18: Taxation Only Within Machine Gun Range! Chapter 17: Non-Standard Villain

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

The few people in the pharmacy realized a problem that had been overlooked, but was extremely serious.

This Inspector had indeed cleanly and efficiently eliminated the Fan Kang Gang's thugs, but that didn't mean he was friendly.

If smuggling these few submachine guns incurred a $100,000 fine and execution by shooting, then by that standard, everyone present would be facing the death penalty as a starting point.

He could easily kill the Fan Kang Gang's assassins, and he could easily kill everyone present.

Brandon swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking about whether he could use his identity as a police officer to ease the contradiction.

Instead, the "Boss" spoke in a calm tone: "You can completely kill all of us, take everything you want... but you didn't do that, so, what do you want? Or what do you want us to do?"

Milton was a bit surprised: "I am an Inspector, not a terrorist. Don't spout nonsense with me, I'll give you a tax bill, fill it out yourselves, considering you are first-time offenders with not much subjective malice, I won't impose a fine this time, but the tax still has to be paid in arrears."

Speaking, Milton threw a tax bill onto the table.

Even the "Boss" who had experienced countless major events was bewildered at this moment; he scanned the bill up and down, finding nothing abnormal.

This was just an ordinary tax bill.

An absurd and funny thought floated up in the "Boss's" mind: Could it be that the Inspector wearing a bulletproof vest, shooting guns, and throwing grenades really just came to check taxes?

Has the border inspection station gone broke crazy?

After deliberating for a moment, the "Boss" gave a reminder: "But, these medicines of ours are all not on the import list; in other words, they are all illegal income."

For the cooperative taxpayer, Milton emphasized his identity for the third time with full patience: "I am an Inspector, not a police officer. I am not responsible for investigating whether your income is legal; I am only responsible for getting the tax money back."

Only when goods are in transit will the Inspector investigate whether the source of the items is legal.

After entry is completed, logically this kind of matter should be handed over to the police.

The Inspector coming over is only for arrears collection and fines; whether to confiscate goods or not depends entirely on whether the Inspector wants to engage in black market dealings — you have to know this is war-torn, order-collapsed Guatemala, not Dongda.

Even the police often play the role of gangs collecting protection fees; jurisdictional divisions have long been a mere display.

The "Pharmacy" Boss understood, and he immediately spoke: "Twenty thousand US dollars, is that okay?"

Milton didn't really want to make things difficult for these sick commoners taking medicine, didn't really want to earn a poor devil's money, so he nodded: "A very reasonable figure."

Seeing the other party agree so quickly, the "Pharmacy" Boss's eyes lit up, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Then, how about fifteen thousand?"

"... Do you think this is a market, still bargaining?"

"Eighteen thousand?"

"Scram! Twenty thousand, one cent less and I'll shut down your black shop! I see you'd dare bargain with Satan even after going to Hell!"

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After collecting a large pile of scattered banknotes composed of US dollars, Pesos, Quetzals, and even Hong Kong dollars, Milton glanced at the surrounding environment and took stock in his mind of this haul.

First is the "Boss's" $20,000 cash, and the 80,000 Red Points corresponding to this money — these drugs are all classified as Level 1 Contraband by the system.

Then he should be able to freely enter and exit such an easily defensible underground pharmacy; this counts as a pretty good Safe House — sturdy structure, no need to worry about a group of people rushing in to kill him while he sleeps, and it's half a Medical Logistics Supply Point.

Otherwise, with so many enemies eyeing him, Milton wouldn't know where to sleep!

Also these patients who need medicine, Officer Brandon, the "Boss"... perhaps they can all become his companions, at least informants.

The 6 TEC-9 submachine guns and a large pile of bullets dropped by the assassins can be used to arm trustworthy people.

With his own faction, system exchange will also unlock more exchangeable items — light unarmored vehicles, the vast majority of assault rifles, even small caliber mortars can all be exchanged with points.

Unfortunately, armor-piercing bullets seem temporarily unable to be exchanged... currently only ordinary bullets can be exchanged.

There is also an assassin's Blind Box that can be opened; according to him, there is at least $2,000 hidden inside.

To summarize, an underground stronghold with medical logistics, a group of teammates, a large sum of cash and Red Points, more exchangeable items, a batch of submachine guns and ammunition.

Not to mention the full harvest, the most important thing is he finally has a sufficiently safe stronghold!

High risk really does bring high reward.

With this small stronghold, he can start thinking of ways to gain a foothold at the Checkpoint... with the help of Police Officer Brandon, he might even be able to establish a certain influence at the Police Station.

In other words, perhaps after a while he can start farming development, raise armed personnel, and collect more taxes.

The future life suddenly became beautiful.

As the sense of security slowly returned, Milton fantasized about the future life, and suddenly felt intense fatigue and drowsiness.

"Sleep first, handle other things after waking up. This little girl Liya also needs to be arranged."

Her mother was a fallen warrior; emotionally and rationally, her child should be taken care of.

Milton left the room, planning to take off his equipment and rest for a bit.

Just as his hand reached behind his back, preparing to unload the tactical backpack, the panel suddenly popped up a prompt without any warning.

Like a pop-up window, it forcibly popped up a warning!

The panel has never popped up a message this directly before!

Milton froze.

What situation?

【Your informant Horn at the Checkpoint obtained a piece of intelligence, marked as "Urgent", verified as "Urgent", detected that the Host is currently not in an Emergency State, therefore a forced reminder is issued】

【Horn discovered a suspected Fan Kang Gang SUV (Chevrolet Suburban, black) passing through the Checkpoint, carrying five people, heading toward Maracan Town direction, discovered multiple long guns, discovered one person wearing a bulletproof vest】

【Estimated 30 minutes until arrival near Old Street】

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When he saw this message, Milton's whole body turned cold, and the drowsiness disappeared instantly.

A huge confusion arose in his mind…… It made no sense.

Why had Fan Kang suddenly sent people over again? Was this never going to end?

He even sent a combat team that was obviously stronger.

Long guns, bulletproof vests……

His side's tactical advantage had vanished completely.

Could they be reinforcements for the assassin team…… Impossible, this was an encounter battle; Fan Kang's side couldn't possibly know the stronghold had been ambushed, let alone that the six-man assassin squad had already been wiped out.

Fan Kang's side only knew that the assassination had failed, so it was absolutely impossible that they sent reinforcements because they knew the assassin team had been ambushed.

Could it be……

Milton thought of a possibility——Fan Kang's side realized that the assassination failure would make Milton highly vigilant in the time to come. Six assassins with Micro Uzis ambushing one person was fine, but to launch a strong attack on an enemy hiding in a house, constantly on guard, and possessing automatic rifles, they would likely suffer extreme casualties.

So upon hearing the news of the ambush failure, Fan Kang's side immediately dispatched more powerful firepower to support, preparing for the upcoming strong attack?

In other words, this reinforcement squad didn't know the stronghold had been taken down; they were coming to the Black Pharmacy to rendezvous with their teammates!

Thinking of this, Milton calmed down.

"This is the biggest information gap; I must utilize it! When they walk into the pharmacy, what greets them won't be teammates, but my counter-ambush!"

In wild combat, running into these people would definitely mean certain death…… but indoor combat might not be!

There was still a chance!

Too many accidents had happened during this period…… things wouldn't develop completely in the expected direction, enemies wouldn't act completely in the expected direction, instead allowing Milton to develop the ability to quickly calm down when encountering accidents.

"Who exactly is the boss of Fan Kang's gang? To kill me, they sent a full eleven people over, even bringing long guns and bulletproof vests? Isn't this caution taken a bit too far? It seems that the stock I seized really caused them losses that were too painful."

As for this gang, nothing else could be said, but their actions were truly fast!

If Milton hadn't developed Horn into a temporary informant, if Milton's panel hadn't delivered the news in time, and he had just gone to sleep like that, he would have died tonight!

He couldn't escape…… if he ran, losing the Black Pharmacy stronghold, losing his Inspector identity, without the panel's assistance, he would only die even faster.

The stronghold must be held, the identity must be preserved!

He could only fight, only struggle!

Breathing time was fought for, not escaped for!

Not having firepower advantage didn't matter…… let these gang country bumpkins see just how brutal a true indoor attack and defense battle actually was!

Within 30 minutes, Milton had to turn this underground pharmacy into a bloody meat grinder; whoever came would die!

Milton took a deep breath, put on his tactical helmet, returned to the underground second floor, and pushed open the pharmacy door.

At this time, Brandon was trying his best to comfort Liya, who was extremely depressed and crying softly.

"Boss" noticed Milton's expression immediately and stood up at once: "What's wrong?"

This Inspector's expression was abnormal!

What happened?

Milton glanced at the other people in the pharmacy, glanced at Liya, and said: "All unrelated personnel evacuate immediately; I just received a reliable tip-off, Fan Kang's people are coming, arriving in 30 minutes."

"By the way, when I came in earlier I tied up an old man at the door; I just forgot, those of you going out remember to take him with you."