Given Shazo's reputation, no matter how the Federal Drug Administration agents warned them, the New York Police Department acted as though they did not care in the slightest, as if the other side were just a bunch of street punks.
Shazo had no objection to that. He only cared about where their stronghold was and how many men they had.
Only with that intelligence could he pay them a visit tonight—and bring enough bullets.
After all, when writing reports, there could be a hundredfold difference in length between a target killed by police-issued bullets and one killed by bullets of unknown origin.
After the Federal Drug Administration handed its intelligence to the local powerhouse, the New York Police Department, it took only fifteen minutes for the agents' informants to locate the gunmen's hideout.
It was a villa near the docks on the outskirts of Brooklyn.
The New York Police Department was the largest police organization in the United States, with 36,000 sworn officers, nearly 20,000 civilian staff, and more than 20,000 other employees.
The motto of the New York Police was "Faithful till Death," and it was an aggressively violent organization.
On New York's turf, anyone who dared attack a police officer would one hundred percent face the full retaliation of the New York Police.
The Federal Drug Administration detectives had even advised them to beware of retaliation from the other side. What a joke.
Tonight, they would bulldoze the bastards' nest.
The New York Police Department's ESU was made for exactly this. As a special mission unit comparable to the Los Angeles Police Department's SWAT, its combat effectiveness was highly reliable.
Especially since they could request Superintendent Shazo as outside support. Not only would victory be guaranteed, but they could even pursue so-called zero casualties.
Shazo loved this kind