Chapter 511 MS13
Chapter 511 MS-13
“I grew up on this street and just came back here after my military career,” Brick continued.
Hearing that he was also a veteran, Danny Regan couldn't help but smile, "Do you miss Hell's Kitchen?"
Brick frowned and replied angrily, "I prefer Florida, but my mother has owned a restaurant here for 40 years and she doesn't want to leave. It used to be a mess here and she was often robbed. Now the environment has improved." Now, life has become even more difficult, and the rich are trying every means to drive us poor people away."
While he was talking, Danny Regan noticed that Jack's eyes had been wandering on the basketball boys not far away, and several police officers were taking notes on them.
"What did you find?"
Jack thought thoughtfully, "I just arrived in New York, and I'm not very familiar with the gang tattoos on the East Coast. Can you help me see what gangs these guys belong to?"
As a police detective, Danny Regan's observation skills were not bad at all. When Jack reminded him, his eyes just glanced at them, and they were like treasures.
"The ones with the MMG letters tattooed on them are the 'Mudamour Gang', and the ones with the RUS logo on their sneakers are the 'Qi Xin Gang'. It's interesting. There are at least five gang members here. Brick, what is your job? Responsible for regulating Is there a gang conflict?”
"Huh?" Brick looked at the basketball boys divided into several groups along the two men's gazes with some confusion, and then shrugged indifferently.
"They're just here to play a game and anyone who tries to cause trouble will be kicked out of this gym and I can't be bothered to listen to their bullshit gangster bullshit."
"Then have you seen anyone from 'MS-13' here?" Jack felt that this guy was not simple. If a veteran can easily suppress a group of gangsters, then the NYPD seems to have no need to maintain a police force with the largest number of people in the United States. The police station is huge.
Brick seemed to have heard some joke, "Don't be joking, how could there be that group of lunatics here? The closest thing to Salvador here is the Mexican boy over there, he works as a handyman here. "
After saying that, he pointed at a boy dressed as an obedient student.
The reason why Jack specifically asked about this "MS-13" naturally came from Jubal Valentine's reminder before departure. Apparently he got some news that this well-known extreme violent organization may be planning to enter New York in the near future. That gang force.
"MS-13" is quite familiar to Jack, a former LAPD. The letters MS in front of the gang's name are the Spanish abbreviation, and the full name is "Mara Salvatrucha", which can be roughly translated as savage or ferocious Salvadorans.
As for the number 13 at the end, one theory is that this gang was first established in the 13th neighborhood of Los Angeles.
The origin of the whole thing can be traced back to a well-known fruit company - United Fruit. After the end of World War II, the red wave of Central American countries unwilling to be exploited by it came one after another. A 12-year civil war began in the small Central American country, which is rich in coffee. El Salvador erupts.
With the support of the United States, the then Salvadoran military government launched massacres one after another, and a large number of refugees smuggled into the United States through various channels.
These people without financial resources could only gather in slums. In order to survive, in the 1980s, some young Salvadoran refugees in Los Angeles established "MS-13."
With the influx of a large number of former Salvadoran soldiers who had experienced the war, this organization, which was originally designed to resist bullying by other gangs, quickly deteriorated and became an extremely violent organization that was as famous as the "18th Street" gang, which was mainly composed of Mexicans.
The gang members of "MS-13" have two characteristics. First, they are extremely cruel. They especially like to use machetes to cut their opponents into pieces and arrange them into various patterns. They never let go of their opponents' family members, including women and even infants. baby.
The second is tattoos. Among the gang of DU traffickers Jack encountered at the US-Mexico border crossing who were trying to kidnap prisoners, there was a skinny monkey with tattoos all over his body, all the way to his forehead. He was a typical member of "MS-13".
They seem particularly fond of getting tattoos on their foreheads, both to intimidate rivals and to prevent members from leaving the gang.
The DU cartel in Mexico particularly likes to recruit members of "MS-13" to serve as cannon fodder, simply because these people have been trained since childhood, are cruel by nature, never show mercy, and the most important thing is that they are extremely poor.
"MS-13" was arrogant in New York for a long time. Until six or seven years ago, more than 20 random killings occurred on the streets of Long Island.
A group of "MS-13" members unscrupulously shot passers-by as a means of entertainment, causing an uproar across the United States. The NYPD used a large number of police forces to plow the local gangs several times before expelling them from New York.
Unexpectedly, in just a few years, "MS-13" would make a comeback.
Danny Regan waved to the police officer who was taking notes not far away and shouted, "Joey, bring that Mexican kid over here."
The police officer smiled and agreed, pushing the boy this way. He didn't correct himself until he was in front of everyone, "I just finished asking my question, but this boy is not Mexican, he is from El Salvador."
Danny Regan's face suddenly darkened, "Take it directly back to the bureau."
At this time, a bomb disposal expert wearing a heavy explosion-proof suit slowly walked out of the venue, holding a tablet in his hand. Seeing this, his teammates quickly stepped forward to help him take off his heavy helmet. Jack was surprised to find that this The bomb disposal expert turned out to be a woman.
"How's the situation?" Several people quickly stepped forward and got in front of the bomb disposal expert.
"Six grenades were connected in parallel, the fuzes were modified, and the detonators were reinstalled. The detonator was a mobile phone. No matter who did it, this guy is a professional."
"Uh" Jack looked at the six little lemons, a little unbelievable. The last time he saw this thing was in a Vietnam War movie, "Is this an M26 grenade?"
"To be precise, it's the M26A1. The one that was used in the Vietnam War. I haven't seen it in many years." A retired fourth-class man corrected it with experience.
"This makes sense. Most of these old-fashioned grenades were aided to four Central American countries, including El Salvador."
Jack rolled his eyes silently, this was finally returned to its original owner.
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Half an hour later, in the interrogation room of the NYPD police station, Danny Regan stared fiercely at the little Salvadoran kid named Wilmer in front of him. Jack stood beside him with his arms folded, his eyes equally unkind.
"I'm not from MS-13, do I look like one of those crazy people with face tattoos?"
This Wilmer looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He is wearing a white T-shirt and brown jeans without any stains. The blue sneakers on his feet are also very clean. There are no traces of tattoos on the exposed skin. Like an ordinary honest high school student.
"Of course not, because MS-13 has realized since 2007 that their appearance characteristics are too obvious, so except for the core members, they prohibit the people below from getting tattoos on their faces.
They look similar to you and dress similarly, but they still go out and find random passers-by and beat them to death for fun. "
Danny Regan and Jack didn't play any good cop, bad cop game, because they didn't have enough time and needed to pry open this kid's mouth as quickly as possible.