Chapter 482 The End of the Journey
The 12 team members were divided into two teams of three, with Delta taking the lead. They marched separately along the ridgeline for two kilometers and went around to the back of the marked cave.
The reason why it is so troublesome is not to rush in directly from the front, but of course because the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.
Although there are drones with various advanced sensors flying in the sky, each team member is equipped with the most advanced night vision equipment in the world to confront the DU trafficking groups that lack training and crude weapons. The militants can say that the entire battlefield is one-way and transparent.
But military operations are never simple armed parades. A little negligence can cause irreparable consequences.
There is no need to be overly cautious in covert operations. After all, in Jack's previous life, even the farmer aunt who was watching the "Allied Forces" attack on the "High-Tech Industrial Park" next door on the border knew how to find a counter-slope and crawl in a low position while cracking melon seeds. Watching the fun,
In comparison, the soldiers of a certain country dared to smoke by the balcony window while fighting in the streets, which seemed too arrogant.
When the two teams met again at the tunnel entrance, Michael, who had been staring at the screen in the rear base, issued a reminder.
"Attention Team A, Team B, the target is twenty meters in front."
"Roger, we are pressed for time. Let's go with two people and make some noise to lure the guard out and kill him." Matt said lowly. Voice command.
Without needing to confirm again, a group of Delta players took out daggers and quietly entered the cave entrance. After a while, several muffled groans were heard, and a report confirming safety came from the earphones.
"Doggie!" Under Matt's low-pitched urging, the rest of the group entered the tunnel one after another.
The world under night vision is green. In areas with different temperatures and environments, the color will be particularly conspicuous. Even if you step over a puddle, you can leave clear footprints.
Professional people do professional things, and Delta opened the way. Jack and Jane followed Alessandro honestly and entered as the last group.
After entering the tunnel only more than ten meters, a bright light appeared in front of them. These DU dealers were quite professional. Although the tunnel was dug short and narrow, even Jane had to bend down to move forward, but actually Can put electricity inside.
Jack took off the night vision goggles and stuffed them into his backpack. Under the light, the night vision goggles were a burden. The deltas in front were advancing very fast. In just a few minutes, they got into trouble with the DU traffickers inside.
The continuous gunshots created a huge echo in the narrow terrain, shaking the soil and making it frightening.
The noise-cancelling headphones very well reduced the deafening sound of gunfire to a level that did not affect calls. None of the AR assault rifles in the hands of the Deltas were equipped with silencers. Jack estimated that they were probably in a narrow terrain and did not want to use any more silencers. Consideration for additional barrel length.
And out of fear of triggering a collapse, they did not use any explosives during the whole process, and did not even throw a detonation bomb. They only relied on their own strong individual skills and excellent tactical coordination to cut down Moving forward quickly like a melon chopping vegetables.
Soon there was a fork in the tunnel ahead. Matt was half-crouched at the corner, holding a gun on guard. There were constant gunshots in the fork, and from time to time someone shouted in Spanish, followed by a shrill scream. screams.
Seeing Alejandro, Matt didn't speak. He just tilted his head towards the other side of the road and pointed the direction. The latter patted him on the shoulder and walked over silently.
Jack knew he was there, pulled Jane over and whispered, "Follow him."
Jane had already been taken care of, and squatted down next to Matt, holding the gun and covering his helmet. The pair of beautiful big eyes looking at Jack were full of worry, but she didn't say anything.
What should be said and what should be done, she has expressed it very clearly with practical actions in the past two days.
The tunnel ahead became increasingly narrow, so Jack simply carried the obstructing HK417 behind his back, took out the MK24 with a silencer, and accelerated his pace. "Bang bang!" Two gunshots rang out. Alejandro knocked down a DU dealer who was hiding around the corner and wanted to sneak attack. He looked back at Jack behind him.
"It's too late for you to turn back now. What happens next is not suitable for FBI involvement like you."
Jack bypassed him directly and said without looking back, "Then don't When I am an FBI, I am here for personal vendetta just like you. This is no longer federal land, is it?”
Alessandro grinned, but it made him laugh. People shuddered, as if they couldn't wait to taste the sweetness of the fruit of revenge, "Maybe you are right, the exit is in front, let me see what you are capable of."
The tunnel exit is located in a factory warehouse , arranged to look like a ventilation duct, a DU dealer and a Mexican policeman were having a heated argument next to a police car.
The trunk of the police car was open, and inside were more than a dozen packages of unloaded drugs. Obviously, the DU dealer had noticed something was wrong and wanted to use the police car to escape.
Help the DU dealer transport the drugs The Mexican policeman obviously didn't understand what was going on and was still insisting on unloading the drug addicts from the trunk until the other party took out his pistol and was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands.
"PIU! PIU!" After two inaudible gunshots, the two men fell into a pool of blood at the same time.
“Good marksmanship!” Alejandro followed Jack out of the passage, looked at the two bodies that had been shot in the head and fell to the ground, and exclaimed in admiration.
Jack put away the MK24, stepped forward and took out the car keys from the Mexican policeman's pocket. After thinking about it, he took off his uniform jacket and put it on himself.
Throwing his backpack into the passenger seat, he got into the driver's seat and said without any nonsense, "I'll drive, you show the way."
Time was already very tight, and Diaz was at least 20 minutes ahead of them. The first ninety-nine strokes were completed, and he didn't want to make mistakes on this last tremor.
Alejandro followed and sat in the back seat. When the police car started to drive out of the factory, he took off his hood and put on his headphones again to contact the command center.
“We are here, has the location been confirmed?”
Not long after, Michael’s voice came from the earphones of the two at the same time, “I see you, the target is in the northeast. It looks like we are going to transfer from Route 56 to Route 17.”
Jack pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and the Crown police car painted by the Mexican local police roared out of the factory and rushed onto the road in front of him, "Tell me where to get on to Route 17 in France."
< br>"Turn left at the next ramp. If you can maintain the current speed, you can catch up with him in 25 minutes at most." Michael's voice sounded a little too excited.
"How's the situation over there with Matt?" Jack was asking about Matt, but actually he was concerned about Jane.
"They are already evacuating. The operation was very successful. They seized at least 200 kilograms of cargo, which is enough to cope with the situation above."
Michael paused and continued, "The most they can do is wait for you. By daybreak, the tunnel will be blasted, and then you will have to find your own way back.”
Today I trimmed some hairy crabs, packed them up and enjoyed them. I will try to do as much as possible tomorrow, hehe.
(End of this chapter)