Chapter 632 Playing cards without following the routine
Entering the corridor, the team of 8 people automatically divided into two teams and lined up side by side. Each of them was a tall and thick man. Their footsteps in military boots fell on the ground without making any sound.
But the covert operation ended here. A guard walked out of the room with his head lowered and was caught off guard and bumped into everyone.
Although Jack repeatedly pulled the trigger to kill him before he sounded the warning, even if the assault rifle was equipped with a silencer indoors, the gunfire still echoed in the corridor and blocked the sound coming from upstairs. The sound of music comes.
Knowing that the enemy had been alerted, everyone speeded up their pace in unison. After passing through a flower hall, there was a corridor ahead. At the end of the corridor was the stairs leading to the second floor.
With today's technological level, drone sensors are still unable to fully see through the interior of a building, but it is not difficult to infer the internal structure of a villa based on its appearance. As long as the windows are not deliberately disguised, an ordinary building design The designers of the institute can do this.
However, the second corridor was not lined with windows but with rooms on both sides. The team was inevitably slowed down because the rooms needed to be cleaned one by one.
"Puff, puff, puff!" As soon as Jack stepped into the first room on the right, the muzzle of his gun was pointed at the far corner of the room in front of him. Clay, who was in charge of the near corner behind him, fired several times and hid one on the side. The guard behind the bar fell to the ground.
"Clear!" After confirming that there were no remaining enemies hiding in the room, Clay roared and the two of them exited the room together.
To be honest, it is quite difficult for Jack to cooperate with this group of elite special forces, because he often needs to restrain his instincts. For example, in this situation, even if his senses tell him that there is someone hiding behind the bar, he still has to control his instincts. You cannot point the gun directly in that direction as soon as you enter the door.
Because CQB tactics have strict regulations on the position of everyone in the team, the movement when entering, and the pointing of the gun.
Disrupting the rhythm at will is not allowed, because it will make your teammates at a loss. This is not Jack’s Superman show. You can bully others with your super sense of cheating. Now he is just A component in a war machine.
The most basic aspect of teamwork is absolute trust in teammates. This trust is established through thousands of drills and is also generated by the continuous elimination of teammates who do not follow the rules.
To use a more old-fashioned metaphor, a Jack can crush anyone in Team B with his personal strength, but it is really difficult for six little supermen like Jack to form a temporary team to fight against Team B. A sure win.
Because no matter how strong his senses are, he can't compare to the drones that can monitor the battlefield situation in the sky 24 hours a day. He doesn't have the space to take out various weapons at any time to deal with the ever-changing battlefield situation, and he doesn't have a powerful combatant. The center can provide itself with various intelligence support in real time.
The most important thing is that it is impossible for a human being to cover everything, especially in a complex battlefield environment. At this time, the combat power of a well-trained team that performs its duties is far more powerful than a group of individuals with extremely strong combat capabilities. A rabble without any cooperation.
Since World War II, a strange slogan has circulated among the U.S. Marine Corps, called "Gung Ho." This strange word from the anti-Japanese base area is the abbreviation of workers' cooperative, which means working together.
At that time, a U.S. naval officer named Evans Carlson was the first foreign soldier to go deep into the anti-Japanese base areas behind enemy lines in North China for a long-term inspection.
He was attracted by the advanced military management methods such as equality of officers and soldiers and military democracy of the Eighth Route Army at that time, and used them in the Second Assault Group of the Marine Corps that he subsequently formed.
As the general and his men have repeatedly achieved military exploits, the slogan "Gung Ho" is still circulated among the U.S. Marine Corps.
Jack only heard such an interesting anecdote when he was training with the SEALs. It was very helpful to wash away the stereotype that was deliberately created by Hollywood that American soldiers only advocate individual heroism.
It was said that cleaning the room was delayed a little, but in fact it only took three or four minutes in total. With the "clear" reports, the two parallel teams were quickly reorganized. This time Jason Went to the front.
Turning around the corner and arriving at the stairwell, Jason stopped. Ray Perry behind him quickly took over, squatted down beside him, and pointed his gun at the corridor on the other side. At the same time, Jason opened fire. A guard who came downstairs to check the situation was shot several times by Jason as soon as he stepped down the first step and exposed half of his body, and rolled down the stairs.
"Clear!" Jason yelled and stepped over the body, followed by the rest of his teammates to the second floor.
There is only one large room on the second floor. The heavy double wooden doors are ajar, and the music is coming from inside. Clay and Sonny stand on the left and right against the wall next to the door. After waiting for a few seconds, the other teammates leave. Standing behind them, he patted the shoulders of his teammates in front one by one to signal that he was ready.
The two pushed the door open at the same time, without looking at the middle-aged man standing in the center of the room with his hands behind his back. His body turned with the door axis, and the muzzle of the gun turned with the body, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed in their respective directions. corners, and prioritize eliminating possible dangers.
“Kneel down, put your knees on the ground, hurry up!” Jason walked in and pointed his gun directly at the calm man in the center of the room. This man was exactly the target they had been looking for these days - An Therese Doza.
“I didn’t even hear the doorbell.” Just as Doza said this pretentiously, Jack had already come around behind him and kicked him directly in the crook of the leg, “Raise your hands. Come on!”
Doza knelt on his knees with a thud and gave a solid salute to Lieutenant Lopez, who was the last to enter and was facing him at this moment.
"First prize! Repeat, first prize!" Jason ignored this guy and reported directly to the command center.
"Alive?" Mandy Ellis' surprised voice came from the communication channel.
"He's still alive." Jason replied.
Jack took out the plastic handcuffs and cuffed Doza. His keen eyes fell on a mobile phone on the table. His eyes couldn't help but freeze. The screen of the mobile phone had not turned off.
“He just called.”
Lieutenant Lopez, who could no longer hold himself back, took out his pistol, pointed it at Doza's head and tried to pull the trigger, but Jason held him tightly, "Get ready to evacuate, the combat center, plan a safe route for us."
Seeing the astonished expression on Lieutenant Lopez’s face, Doza instead revealed A hint of a proud smile, "You have worked so hard to break in and you are just going to die. This is not America."
"Bang!" Jack hit him in the back of the head with the butt of his gun, causing him to fall headlong. After falling to the ground, they cuffed his feet with plastic handcuffs and searched him up and down carefully.
After doing all this, he grinned at Lieutenant Lopez, his big white teeth smeared with camouflage ointment, "Do you mind working hard with me? Find a long pole. Let's get him away."
The latter pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak. Jack knew what he was thinking, but now was not the time to explain. Time was running out.
Major Blackburn's voice sounded again, "Attention, Team B, there is a group of unidentified vehicles, uh, it should be Chiapas police approaching your position, Mandy is negotiating through official channels."
< br>(End of this chapter)