Chapter 609: The oriole is behind
“Wait a minute, something is wrong.” Jack suddenly stopped him.
Major Blackburn at the operations center was planning to find someone to make an anonymous call to that number. When he heard someone refuting Jason's order on the communication channel, he asked in surprise, "Bravo1, what's going on?"< br>
Seven or eight meters away from Jack, Jason, who was pretending to choose a drink in front of a fruit shaved ice stand, also looked at him covertly, "Bravo7, what happened?"
"I think We have company." As soon as Jack stepped into the square, he felt something was wrong.
To be honest, the plainclothes tracking skills of the seals are a bit rough. Whenever so many burly men appear in an open place, it will look particularly eye-catching.
But there seemed to be a group of guys with rougher jobs at the scene, and they didn’t know how to restrain their gazes.
“Bravo1, the tattooed man wearing a red vest at 10 o’clock, Bravo6, the guy wearing a waistcoat at 6 o’clock, and the beautiful woman in a dress picking flowers, Bravo3, you stare at her I've been looking at her butt for almost five minutes, but I didn't find anything wrong with her?"
Everyone was startled by Jack's words, and after observing for a while, they all noticed the problem.
The guys named by Jack all looked towards the same place intentionally or unintentionally - a small fountain surrounded by people. Many people were sitting around the fountain and were resting.
"Bravo7, why do I feel like these people are not here to ambush us?" Jason retracted his hand reaching for the Glock 19 (a mysterious version of the Glock 17) behind his waist and asked in a low voice.
Jack had also discovered the target at this time. To be precise, it was the target targeted by another group of people. "The little man wearing a blue Armani suit next to the small fountain. Those people were aiming at him. Go."
"Bravo7, is it possible that he is our target?" Mandy Ellis's voice came from the channel.
Jack turned around, with his back to the little man in a suit, picked up the camera and pretended to take a selfie, "The photo has been sent, the next step is to see your CIA and Miss Rita Alfaro's CISEN (Mexican Investigation and Security Center)"
"Received, identifying, can you confirm what is going on at the scene?" Mandy Ellis asked.
"If I were to guess, Doza obviously also discovered this idiot subordinate who didn't turn off the phone and change the number according to his orders. These people are here to scare the monkeys."
Jack had changed his position while speaking. When we came to the sides and rear of the man with the tattoo on the tank top and the beautiful woman in the white dress, we could clearly see the hard object bulging from the tattooed man's lower back.
He still had nothing to say. No matter how cunning Doza was, he had already been fighting CISEN and the Marines led by Colonel Martinez for two years. There was no reason for him to suddenly be so sensitive at this time. .
Less than two hours after the raid, almost all relevant numbers were shut down. This was not a timely response that a huge drug trafficking group could make under normal circumstances.
This only shows one thing. Someone not only informed Doza of the official US intervention in advance, but also continued to update him with information after that.
In other words, there is a high-level traitor in Colonel Martinez's seemingly well-guarded military camp!
"What should we do? Just watch him get beaten to death?" asked Ray Perry, who was waiting in the car next to the square.
"Waiting for the opportunity, they seem to have arrived before us, and they haven't made any move until now. Apparently there are too many people at the scene and they don't want to make too much noise. Bravo1, what do you think?" Although Jack Be confident in your own judgment, but still need the on-scene commander to make the decision.
"Bravo7, I agree with your judgment, but if according to your statement, the other party also belongs to Doza's subordinates, can we?" Jason obviously had some other ideas.
Jack said he could give it a try, "Let's see the opportunity, Bravo3, are you interested in meeting a Mexican girl?"
"Huh?" Sonny's eyes showed clear stupidity. He subconsciously glanced at Jack's position, then quickly turned back and continued bargaining with a vendor selling handicrafts.
Time passed slowly, and just as Jack sent the photos of his suspects back to the operations center one by one, under the cover of various pretense of taking selfies, the identity of the short man in the blue Armani suit was finally confirmed .
“Dandin Vega, born in Guadalajara, is 30 years old but has an 18-year criminal record, including extortion, blackmail, and fraud. Most of the crimes after the age of 25 are related to economic crimes. Congratulations. You guys have found Doza’s secret middleman.” Mandy Ellis’ excited voice came from the channel, “Can you bring him back directly? ? He should be able to guide us to Doza."
"It's a bit difficult." Jason was a little embarrassed. "There is a woman on the opposite side who is responsible for tracking, and there are three nervous gunmen. , there are too many people in the square, and the consequences of taking action are unpredictable, and it is easy to cause panic and stampede among the crowd.”
"Bravo1." Major Blackburn's voice came from the channel again, "Keep an eye on the target and act according to the situation, but it must not cause public panic or large-scale civilian casualties. Remember, we are in Mexico now."
"Copy that." Before Jason finished speaking, he saw Dantin Vega standing up to answer the phone, and then hurriedly walked towards the square.
"Combat center, this is Bravo1, HVT got on a white Mercedes-Benz, Bravo7 is ready to take action." At the same time as Jason gave the order, except for Jack and Sonny, the other team members quickly moved towards the other side of the square. While walking.
Team B drove two cars this time. Ray Perry was driving one of them and was already waiting at the roadside. At the same time, Jack and Sonny silently walked up to the man in a dress. Behind the girl.
It seemed that the girl was only responsible for surveillance. The three gunmen had already got into an old Nissan Honda car and followed the white Mercedes-Benz, leaving the girl alone.
"Hey, beauty, are you interested in coming with us?" As he spoke, Sonny put his hands on the girl's slender waist.
"Go away!" The girl's angry scolding stopped abruptly as soon as she left her mouth. The right hand that reached into the small bag was firmly held by Jack, and at the same time, something hard was pressed against her waist. Resist.
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Sonny blocked the girl's mouth with a rag without mercy, tied her hands and feet together and threw her into the trunk. Just like that, a kidnapping occurred in broad daylight. That's it.
Clay Spencer, who drove the No. 2 car to pick up the two, looked at the two kidnappers a little differently.
"Don't look at me like this, I'm just an accomplice."
Sonny raised his hands innocently, "I don't even know what happened, but Jack dislocated the other person's wrist and then touched her neck so gently "Gently."
He followed Jack's example. He gestured at the action just now, "The girl fainted. What is this, Jack? Are you trying to kill me?"
"It's just a technique to compress the arterial sinuses. From Krav Maga's hand knife "Evolved from above." Jack explained casually.
Soon, their car No. 2 caught up with Jason's car No. 1. There were drones watching from the sky, and the two cars on the ground followed each other alternately, whether it was the white Mercedes in front or the one behind. The broken Honda driven by the three gunmen failed to notice the oriole behind them.
Soon, the white Mercedes-Benz drove into a one-way street and stopped in front of a pink building. Dantin Vega got out of the car and threw the car keys to the parking boy in a cool manner, looking at them. The way they greeted each other seemed to be very familiar.
"Combat center, this is Bravo 1, HVT parked, entered a building, uh, entered a club located in our 11 o'clock direction." Car No. 1 stopped far away, and the people in the car stopped. Jason Hui reports.
Car No. 2 driven by Clay Spencer passed them directly and pulled over near the next intersection.
When they passed in front of the club, they could just see the signboard. Clay Spencer read out the two Spanish words above with some difficulty, "Sentimental Woodenware Store? What is this?"
“This is a strip club.” Lisa Davis, the logistics support officer in the operations center who has been watching the drone footage, said angrily.
"Wow, I'm home, let me get off the car." Sonny suddenly became very excited.
"Will they do something inside?" Before Ray Perry finished speaking, Jason had already begun to check the pistol, because after the broken Honda that the three gunmen were riding in circled around, it also stopped in the middle. door.
"It seems like this, we have to stop them from killing Dantin Vega. Sonny, Jack and I went in, and the others were responsible for the front and back doors respectively, all staring with wide eyes."
(End of this chapter)