Chapter 197 "For a blue and clear world!"
Casare took the first document from the "Mexican Special Joint Operations Department" and went out to burn it.
When I went out, I met a staff member running over in a hurry, "Sir, Officer Kennedy is looking for you."
Fatty Ka frowned and handed the document in his hand to the other person, "Take it. "It's taken care of."
He just said it casually, and the staff member was a college student before and had little work experience. When he saw the document that the other party handed him casually, he thought it was an ordinary document and didn't even read it. Look, he threw it into the trash can next to him.
Such a sense of confidentiality!
Sooner or later something goes wrong.
Intelligence is something you don’t know when it will be leaked. Just take a photo and everyone will know where you are.
There have even been many famous intelligence leaks.
Especially the United States…
There was a first-class soldier who played games and sent more than 3,000 confidential documents to netizens who were also military enthusiasts, including specific data on main battle tanks.
Let’s put it this way at the time.
His gaming friends are also confused.
No brother, are you serious?
The staff just threw the documents in and ignored them.
The work at hand is still busy. There are still many things to do in Hermosillo. Post-war reconstruction and population registration are all busy.
Hopefully...
This file will not be seen by others.
Victor, who was in the office, received a call from Tijuana.
“What?”
"31 FBI corpses?"
Victor was honestly shocked when he heard Alejandro's words.
That’s the FBI!
Let’s put it this way, the CIA is in the country and the FBI can arrest him at will!
In fact, the most legendary time should be said to be when Hoover was there. The CIA asked them to monitor two suspected Soviet spies operating in the United States. Hoover refused on the spot: We are not serving the CIA! You can do this yourself.
The dirty things between the two families revolve around power.
No one is willing to give in.
The CIA's overseas funding is not transparent, and it often does some "interrogation" work. This should be the responsibility of the FBI. Aren't you touching my cake?
I can’t kill you at home, but abroad, the CIA can be ruthless.
“It is currently impossible to determine. We only found FBI dog tags in 6 of the corpses. The identities of the others are unknown. The forensic doctor initially determined that the time of death was at least more than one year, and some of them suffered injuries during their lifetime. Abuse, even..."
Alejandro hesitated.
"Even what?"
Victor frowned and asked, "Even some of their organs are missing."
Killing people to harvest their organs?
Or was it taken from the FBI?
TMD, the locals shouldn’t be that aggressive, right?
This...
Victor didn’t know what to say. His mood was very complicated, and his mind began to spin rapidly. It was a bit difficult to contain the news, it was so big. The case must be told to the Americans.
Who knows the real murderer?
Perhaps it has been swept away by Victor a long time ago.
He was wondering if he could embrace the FBI's lap inside. The DEA was too weak, so he wanted to go away by recruiting allies.
Make friends a lot and make enemies hard!
"Did you find the CIA logo at the scene?" Victor suddenly asked.
Alejandro was startled and frowned.
He didn’t understand what the other person meant.
If it were Casare, he would definitely say, "Boss, the CIA's body fluids were discovered."
As for why it was discovered, the devil knows why.
Maybe the CIA's body fluids can be stored for a long time?
"Did you find anything from the CIA?" Victor raised his voice again. This guy didn't want to make progress. He really couldn't understand the meaning behind his words.
Just let him get something and get it on the CIA.
If there is no murderer, create a murderer.
Everything is the CIA's fault anyway.
The FBI may care about who killed their employee, but they would definitely prefer the CIA to be defeated. You are their biological son, and so am I. Don't think that your "father" is now in charge, but I am still the prince.
Alejandro understood now, he was silent for a moment, "The CIA badge was found in a person's abdominal cavity."
Victor responded, "Look for a reporter Spread the word and if someone comes to interview you, just say that this is only temporary evidence and the specific murderer cannot be determined.”
Answer the question with an ambiguous answer.
The more deliberately you become a riddler, the "uncrowned king" will mark the answers for you. Reporters... only pursue the truth!
Whatever is hot, pursue it.
The lives of 31 FBI employees have been lost to the CIA. Let’s see if the director William Webster, who is a mess himself, will step down.
"Ming...understand."
"Well, let the bullets fly in the United States for a while. It would be more interesting if the CIA and FBI were fighting each other on the street." Victor said with a smile and hung up the phone.
Listen to the busy tone on the phone.
Alejandro leaned on the boss's chair, sweating a little.
Victor is planning to kill the CIA!
His expression was slightly struggling.
He just wants to show off his power in Mexico, and Victor said he would keep climbing up there. Will Kwaukemot be the one from now on?
But Alejandro has very mixed emotions about America.
He also used to yearn for it.
Now...even more yearning!
It is not a good idea to offend the CIA.
But can it offend Victor?
If he doesn’t do what the other party does, with Alejandro’s understanding, he can take back what he can give to himself! "Huh~"
Take a deep breath, open your mouth and breathe out, hold down the phone, "Let James Ryan come to my office."
… …
U.S. time, 9 p.m.
At Hermosillo Airport.
A C-130 taxied on the runway with flashing lights.
You should come with AC-130 attack planes, that way there is no need to send people.
But Yingjiang still wants to save face and reputation. Why are you going to blow up the new judicial building to fight drugs?
Should I still be the Latin American boss?
The most important thing is that Mao Xiong is not dead yet, and there is still pressure. After the millennium, all moral integrity will be lost.
I said one hundred thousand barrels of oil!
Yes, it will be shipped on board today.
You don’t want to do it?
Then I'll do it by myself, Xiao Tiantian, I'm older, please bear with me.
After the C-130 stopped, the hatch opened, and Jonatan Panier walked out wearing a desert-colored body armor, followed by members of the High-Risk Target Apprehension Team (HEAT).
Victor smoked a cigarette and looked at the equipment.
Really rich.
RO727 rifle equipped with tactical light and reflex sight, which is a type of CAR-15, and also equipped with M733 silencer.
Several people carried M72LAW anti-tank rocket launchers, and some were equipped with M203 grenade launchers.
Victor also saw three snipers, equipped with Barrett M82A1s, which are not currently equipped in Delta State.
Your DEA used it first.
When Victor saw Jonatan Panier's costume, he was startled, "Are you leading the team?"
"I used to be a member of the High-Risk Target Apprehension Team (HEAT), but I came because Mexico lacked a supervisor, but for this operation, I am responsible for the DEA.”
No wonder he is tall and thick, he came from a military camp.
“Listen to our plan first.”
“Of course.”
Victor then told him the plan, and Jonathan Panier was startled. , use C-130 to confuse the CIA?
Then take a private jet?
What kind of play is this?
"This...this..."
Jonathan Panier frowned subconsciously. As a traditional American, he was still very proud. All the plans of the DEA Operations Department were destroyed. Overturning it made him feel uncomfortable.
“Man, I would rather hold a celebration party for you than a memorial service. You don’t want to lie in the cold national cemetery, right?”
“Of course not! My wish is to put the ashes into a rocket and fly into the sky!”
MD, Americans all want to be Sky Monkeys.
"It will happen." Victor said casually, he looked at his watch, "What do you think?"
It's about to take off, you ask me what I think.
Is it possible to go back home?
Like that "fishing fairy" Sasaki? The longest surviving kamikaze fighter.
Jonathan Panier could only agree and looked at him deeply, "I hope your plan will go smoothly."
Victor just nodded and walked towards the EDM team members not far away.
“Stand at attention!”
Seeing him coming, Kennedy shouted, and all the police officers stood up straight.
“Gentlemen, how about EDM?”
The police officers were startled, but someone immediately replied, "Bull!"
"Are you ready to go?"
"Everything is ready!"
"Colombian drug dealers All the fist power is lurking here. Believe me, this will be a fierce battle. We have rehearsed the entire plan countless times, but from the moment you land, the plan is worthless.”
"You can be sure we're going to have brothers die in action, I can guarantee that for you. Don't let your emotions get the best of you, there are 8 million residents in that city, and there could be 10,000 enemies. When I go home, I don't want to be in shame." Go back. I don’t want to stay up all night worrying about whether I made the right decision or not.”
Victor looked at the familiar face in front of him and raised his hand.
"Twenty years later, you will be glad that you participated in this war. At that time, when you are by the fireplace, your grandson is sitting on your knee and asks you: "Grandpa, are you a goth? What is Snake doing in action? "You don't have to cough awkwardly, move your grandson to the other knee, and say hesitantly: "Ah... Grandpa, I was shoveling manure. "Brothers, you can look him straight in the eyes and say confidently: 'Grandson, grandpa, I fought side by side with that son of a bitch Victor Carlos Vieri in the Mexican anti-drug force EDM!"
< br>“For human ideals!”
“For a blue and clear world!”
“For there to be no more drugs in this world, for everyone to have a smiling face, for children not to have to There is panic.”
Victor paused for a moment, with tears in his eyes, "For the greatest cause of mankind!"
"Charge!"
Kennedy and other EDM police officers acted excitedly when they heard this pre-war mobilization. Start, "Charge! Charge! Charge!"
Jonathan Panier and the members of the High-Risk Target Apprehension Team (HEAT) watched this scene, and they were very quiet.
That was a night.
That's a man talking about his dreams to his warriors. Don't laugh at their unrealism. Listen, there is too much noise in this world, but there are always people who are giving silently.
Jonathan Panier looked at Victor's back, and he also felt the charm of the other person, which was extremely provocative, and his heart surged when he heard it.
A ray of moonlight shone down, but it seemed to be particularly partial to him, illuminating his body.
Jonathan Panier smiled and murmured something lowly.
“Son of a bitch Victor Carlos Vieri!”
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(End of this chapter)