The shot was perfectly lined up, and made from a significant distance—almost fifty meters—and in semi-darkness.
The shooter raised his head from the scope of his rifle and grinned at the comrades who sat next to him, who grinned back at the shooter's precision.
There were ten men in total, who had stealthily walked here on foot from a van that stopped a few hundred meters away.
After their informant told them about the truck being in movement, and the lookouts confirmed it, they went to intercept it immediately; although it was only now that the squad actually reached it.
All of them had tan skin, dark hair, and unmistakable features of Hispanic heritage, which they were proud of. Although outside of their "own" districts, many white people would look down on them, these gangsters took their revenge by robbing them and their fat wallets.
From their perspective, this attack was the same thing—both for money and for pleasure.
