Chapter 481: Sneak Attack on the Tunnel
Jack didn’t know what kind of turmoil there would be in Mexico because of this money, but Matt’s plan did work.
One afternoon two days later, when Jack and Jane stepped into the small auditorium again, it had been rearranged into a temporary command center, and several technicians in Army uniforms were busy in front of the screen.
“The IRS action is working, Manuel Diaz is being recalled to Mexico.”
On the screen, a tall and thin middle-aged man was getting into a high-end car During the Mercedes-Benz, this was a drone perspective. Jack noticed that on another screen, it should be a satellite perspective, staring at a broken car in an uninhabited wilderness, which was the entrance to the tunnel.
After not seeing him for a few days, Alejandro looked a little more weathered, his eyes were red, his beard and sideburns were all connected together, and he also exuded an indescribable smell.
Surveillance work is very tiring. In order to completely control Diaz's whereabouts, DEA undercovers, Army drones, satellites in the sky, and some unknown surveillance methods of the CIA were all used. come out.
The FBI cannot get involved in this kind of thing. Although the surveillance target is in China, because a lot of CIA resources were used during the period, Jack and Jane consciously stayed away from this small auditorium for the past two days.
Alejandro seems to be more interested in this work than Matt. The latter occasionally can't stand it anymore and runs out to smoke a cigarette and drink with Jack and Jane.
Then he seriously suggested to Jack, who was having a leisurely barbecue on the rooftop, that one day he no longer wanted to work in the FBI and could apply for a job at the CIA. He was not sure about being an agent, but he would definitely be fine as a chef at the Langley headquarters.
Matt came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Leave it to me to confirm, go take a rest and take a hot bath."
Although Alejandro looked tired, his face had a rare expression. There was a hint of a smile.
"So, it's tonight?" Jack was also relieved. Although he seemed relaxed these days, he had actually been making preparations secretly, and now it was finally time to see the real thing.
Matt clapped his hands, waited until the group of Deltas who were chatting aside looked at him, and then motioned to Michael, who appeared at an unknown time, to come forward and speak.
After a few days of mysterious disappearance, Michael reappeared, bringing a large box of high-end goods, ranging from GPVNG18, a fusion-enhanced four-eye night vision device to PeltorComtac communication noise-cancelling headphones.
"Okay, let's clarify our actions. Let's drive to the destination and then walk. Here is a map."
He said and distributed the materials in his hand to everyone, "This map is based on The tunnels discovered in other areas are just for reference and are not accurate.
When you get to the Mexican side, there will be a temporary storage area, and then there will be another passage leading to the large warehouse and to the road. The small road along the main road.
Your mission is to sweep away drug traffickers. Pay special attention to the fact that the other party will use local police vehicles to transport drugs. If you see anyone in uniform, don't hesitate to treat them as enemies. "< br>
At this point, he paused and turned to look at Matt, "What are the rules of engagement?"
"Free fire." The latter said these two bloody words in an understatement. The so-called free fire translates to "shoot to kill".
Michael seemed not to be aware of it, and his tone was still relaxed, "OK, the rules of engagement are free fire. We have to move in and out quickly to provide cover for those who infiltrate, so the movement after the operation starts must be loud. "
"Yes, the noise will be as loud as the National Day fireworks, guys." Matt took over and emphasized again. As he gave another high-five, the Delta team members led the way. They picked up their night vision goggles and communicators and left to make preparations.
"Confirmed, Diaz has already set off and is heading southeast. It will take about an hour to reach the tunnel entrance." An army technician put down his headset and said loudly.
"OK, you guys go get ready, we'll set off in 40 minutes." Matt raised his hand and looked at the time, and said to Jack and Jane.
Jack took the night vision goggles, communication headset and IR mark for night identification from Michael, but did not move from where he was, but looked at Matt with a smile.
"Are there any questions? Then the FBI will just follow Delta." Matt looked confused.
The dog came here to rub his flesh every day, but at the critical moment he pretended to be dumbfounded. Jack just stared at this guy without blinking, until he touched his nose with a guilty conscience. "Are you sure you want to infiltrate with Alejandro? You must know that he has no intention of coming back alive, and we can't go deep into Mexico to rescue you. That will cause big trouble."
"Then I won't bother you. I'll figure it out myself." Jack didn't want to listen to his continued deception and turned around to leave.
"OK, OK, I've already talked to Alejandro, he will take you with him." Matt raised his hands to express surrender, but then pointed at Jane.
“But your girl must come with us.”
“Of course, that’s why she stays here.”
Jack raised his hand to stop his desire. Jane hesitated. What she was going to do next was too dangerous and not suitable for her to participate. Asking her to follow the Delta operation was just to make the whole thing look like an ordinary operation to annihilate the secret transportation tunnels of DU traffickers. .
Half an hour later, a group of heavily armed people got into three Saber cars. Matt kept making phone calls along the way to confirm Diaz's whereabouts. This guy had been driving alone in a hurry. On the road, we are now approaching the small town of Nogales.
Silent all the way, the action team headed in the same direction from another road. There was also a drone watching at the other end of the tunnel. After it was confirmed that Diaz entered Mexico through the tunnel, the operation would start immediately.
An hour later, the setting sun had completely submerged into the horizon. Three Saber buses stopped about a kilometer away from the broken car that covered the tunnel entrance, and everyone got out of the car.
“Check equipment!”
“Thermal imaging OK!”
“Night vision ready!”
"Communication OK!"
Unlike other team members wearing desert camouflage, Alejandro, who had cleaned himself up again, put on a black special night suit and a black hood similar to a diving suit. , appears unique.
Jack did not wear such professional clothes. He just put on a dark T-shirt and jeans. His carrying equipment was also a black FBI-SWAT suit. The actual effect was not much different.
He left the FBI's Glock pistol in Los Angeles. This time he went out with two powerful pistols. The backup gun FK7.5 is still a backup gun. At this moment, he is staying peacefully in the holster under his arm. middle.
There is another MK24 that Seal gave him as a gift. The MK24 with the golden anchor LOGO is now inserted into the quick-draw holster on his right thigh.
The main weapon is still the previous 16-inch barrel HK417. Strictly speaking, he should change to a microflush similar to Alessandro, which will make his movements more convenient.
But for the sake of future tasks, he not only I clicked on the long silencer and a night vision device in front of the scope.
Everyone is wearing the same Pro-Tec tactical helmet with a night vision device on the front and an infrared strobe light on the back of the head for night identification.
This kind of helmet is made of engineering plastic and is not bulletproof, but it is light and breathable and is very suitable for drilling in tunnels.
After all preparations were completed, the sun had completely submerged into the horizon, and the originally gorgeous sunset had disappeared, leaving only a faint afterglow, turning everyone present into black silhouettes.
It’s the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket.
(End of this chapter)