Chapter 500 Return
The culprit has now become an important witness. As long as he can be brought back, even if the Mexican side throws dirty water, it shouldn't be too blatant, right?
“Now let’s play a game. You hide from me. Do you see the pile of rocks in the distance? After I turn around, look for an opportunity to hide in. I will come to you later. You." Jack pulled Isabel and whispered in her ear.
The little girl looked puzzled, as if you thought I was a three-year-old child.
“Unless you really want to marry Juan ‘Machete’, you’d better listen to me.” After getting along with each other in the past few days, Jack felt that this little girl was not stupid.
Sure enough, after hearing this, although she didn't know what he was going to do, Isabel chose to believe in the FBI in front of her, who had been treating her pretty well these days.
She nervously took two steps back and hid at the front of the Saab bus. When she saw Jack turn around, he ran down the dirt road like a little rabbit and ran towards the pile of rocks in the distance.
Seeing this scene, a PMC subconsciously wanted to raise his gun, but Alejandro, who had been paying attention to this area, held his shoulder down, "You didn't see anything, do you understand?"< br>
The PMC turned to look at Jack. Seeing that the latter was smiling and saying nothing, he shrugged indifferently, pretending that nothing happened.
They just follow orders and know better than anyone else when to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Humans are not cats. Excessive curiosity can easily kill a person.
What's more, the fierce man in front of him had just saved everyone on the scene and provided emergency treatment to his teammates. It was only natural to reciprocate the favor.
Jack put away the LG5A and threw it into the trunk of the Sababan. He took off his tactical vest and body armor, and changed into the casual clothes he had prepared before.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Alejandro looked at his actions meaningfully, obviously having guessed what he was thinking.
"What else? You can't bet on the mercy of the superiors." Jack picked up an AR assault rifle, checked it, and confirmed that it was not damaged. He also collected a few magazines and stuffed them into his backpack. .
It is too dangerous for Isabel to go back with them like this. She will most likely be taken away as soon as she gets off the car, and her whereabouts will be unknown from now on. The best way is to disappear and reappear when the situation becomes clearer.
Jack's original plan was to wait for Matt to throw her and Carlos Sr. into the Matamoros gang's territory, then stalk them alone and act according to the situation.
Whether he is waiting for an opportunity to strike after discovering Doyle's whereabouts, or taking advantage of the melee between the two sides, with the equipment in Sababan's trunk, he is sure to escape unscathed. If there is a chance, say Maybe Isabel can be saved.
As a result, the old Carlos did not die in the damn place. The plan was ruined. Matt is also dead. The joint operations team may be disbanded. Taking young Carlos back may be of some use. Isabel may be silenced. Sex is the biggest.
Not to mention this little girl, there is even a possibility that they will be sent into the sky by a missile as they approach the border. The CIA has always been very decisive in silencing people.
Jack doesn't want to try his luck, and he has no way to contact Rosie for help now, so he can only make the safest arrangements possible.
Therefore, he first arranged for the wounded to be evacuated, then asked the remaining people to take their bodies with them, and finally he took Isabel alone.
It is better to be divided into three ways than to be served in one pot.
He has already found the reasons. Isabel ran away in the chaos. Now there are soldiers chasing her. Time is urgent. He can only go alone to find her. He arranges for others to take the body and withdraw first. Anyone can find her. Nothing goes wrong.
Although there are drones watching in the sky, there is no audio, and they can be fooled by just showing up. The PMCs have no reason to talk, and Alejandro is already angry with Matt for insisting on pushing Isabel into the fire pit. Somewhat dissatisfied.
"Actually, I can" Alessandro was interrupted by Jack before he could finish his words.
"Only I can. This is what the previous plan was. In addition, I have arranged for people to respond on the border in advance. Only I know the contact information. The evacuation route has also been designed. Your task is to take the others back alive and wait. My message."
Jack blinked at him, thinking that the hint was so obvious, wouldn't this guy not understand?
"Okay, if you insist." Alejandro reported a series of phone numbers, "Call this number after you find the communication tool, and hang up when the time is right. I will call back when the time is right. Call it to you."
Jack repeated it, confirmed it was correct, put all the water bottles on his back, and gathered the remaining PMCs.
"A key witness has just disappeared, but now the Mexican police are approaching, so you take the bodies of the guys and withdraw first. You cannot leave them to the Mexican side. I will act alone."
Several PMCs looked like you were fooling a fool. You looked at me and I looked at you. If a teammate hadn't been injured and sacrificed just now, the atmosphere was really inappropriate, and I'm afraid someone would have laughed on the spot. "Okay, everyone, get in the car." Alejandro patted Jack's shoulder as a farewell and greeted the others loudly.
There were four cars when we came, but when we went back there were only one moving Hummer and the Saber full of bullet holes. The two cars turned around and one One after the other they drove in the direction they came from.
Isabel hid behind the pile of rocks and peeked here from time to time. She was relieved to see that Jack did not leave with the convoy.
"Let's go, we still have a long way to go." A few minutes later, Jack came to her side, reached out to touch her head, and helped her take off the heavy body armor.
"Where are we going?"
"To the United States, of course, to help you find freedom." Suddenly a universal quote popped out, and Jack shivered in disgust.
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This place is still far away from the border. In order to avoid possible searches, Jack chose a relatively roundabout path and stayed as far away from people as possible. Of course, there is no cell phone signal in such a ghost place. It was impossible to have it. He had hidden a prepaid mobile phone, but it was impossible to turn it on at this time.
With the help of the paper map and compass prepared in advance, the two walked until dark.
Above the Gobi, the temperature dropped very quickly. The sand was so hot during the day that after the sun went down, it was like dripping water and turning into ice.
Jack did not prepare a tent, but stuffed a small sleeping bag and a thermal blanket into his backpack. He found a rock leeward, picked up some dry shrubs, and lit a bonfire with kerosene.
Seeing the little girl struggling to fill her stomach with compressed biscuits and chocolate, he smiled and handed her a small bottle of mouthwash.
"Are you well prepared?" Isabel said this unintentionally.
"Ask whatever you want to ask." Jack knew that she was full of questions. As a teenager at this age, it was already difficult for him to endure it until now.
"Who kidnapped me?"
"You already have the answer, don't you?"
Jack told her what he could tell, trying to use a way she could understand, CIA The plan is confidential and cannot be revealed, and it means nothing if she knows it. However, the previous bombing in Dallas, the self-destructing stowaways at the border, and the relationship between the Reyes Gang and the others can still be discussed.
"My father is dead, what will you do to my brother?" Isabel put on a thermal blanket and tried her best to get in front of the fire to warm her hands, her tone seemed a little cold.
"Strictly speaking, it should be them. I'm just a little FBI agent." Jack stretched out and used a branch to pick a sneaky little scorpion into the fire. After a while, It made a crisp sound.
"But there is a high probability that he will be sent to prison and locked up until he dies."
"What about me? Will you lock me up?" As soon as this question came out, the little girl was used by Jack. I looked down upon the mentally retarded person.
"What do you think I'm doing now?" Jack took the mouthwash she handed back and started purring.
"Why are you helping me? Do you want me to be your woman?"
"Pfft" Jack squirted water far away and almost choked to death by these words.
Although there are indeed 7 states in the United States that do not stipulate a minimum age for marriage, including California where Los Angeles is located (what’s even more bizarre is that California also stipulates that divorce is only allowed after the age of 18), but if he really dares to have such crooked thoughts, I'm afraid this book will disappear.
"I don't lack women, you are just a little brat, stop thinking so wildly." Jack paused, guessing her worries.
"Don't worry, I have found someone to take care of you. They are very nice people and you will like them."
After a long time of effort, Jack coaxed the little girl After getting into the sleeping bag and sleeping quietly, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was more tiring than fighting a drug dealer.
It is rare to meet someone who has emerged from the mud and is not stained. It is unreasonable not to help. Besides, if he is really worried about the CIA's urinary behavior, it is safest to go back in his own way, just in case Rossi... If he can't resolve this matter, he can have other options to escape.
(End of this chapter)