Belmopan, Belize.
Even after a few days, the smell of blood in the air remains strong, and there are still traces of blood in the gaps on the ground.
A woman clutching a loaf of bread walked briskly out of the shopping center. Her peripheral vision caught sight of the severed head hanging in the middle of the road, and her face turned pale, barely suppressing the urge to vomit.
After the 358th Regiment entered, they spared no effort in capturing the "Knights Templar Cartel." Any caught members were beheaded, and the heads hung on flagpoles. When the wind blew, the sound of the heads knocking against the poles resembled the sound of bells.
There were about 600 heads in the entire capital.
"Ding ding dang~ Ding ding dang" rang incessantly, how creepy it sounded.
A loudspeaker nearby blared in English: For drug trafficking, beheading!
The public was required to hand over any hidden drugs.
Damn, that's brutal!
But that's the style of the Anti-Drug Force,
