I saw John crouching at the top of the staircase in the open porch, and took out the hand desk to make contact. However, he did not contact Eric, but Meghan. He wondered if they had passed Eric and were heading southeast.

"Megan, this is John. Please answer if you hear it. John called.

Soon there was a response in the hand, and the sound seemed to be a little disturbing and not very clear. Megan seemed to know what John wanted to know, and without waiting for John to ask herself, she said, "We're passing through the crossfire." Your people managed to keep them out of the intersection. We are passing. ”

"Good!" John breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "How's it going on the road?" Didn't run into any other troubles? ”

"The trouble may be that there are always people on the road, people with guns, and they don't look at us very friendly." Megan said.

"Keep an eye on them!" John immediately said, "These people are probably thinking of trading our heads for bounties. Just because they don't do it now doesn't mean they don't dare. ”

"I know, I'll be careful." Meghan said yes and then said, "Pete, do you have any news there?" ”

Speaking of Pete, John's heart, which was originally relieved, was lifted again. Although there is no bad news, John's feeling is that the situation with Pete may be very bad. The only thing he could count on now was that Colin would be able to find Pete as soon as possible, and that he would be able to get out of the city as soon as possible and reach the southeast of the city. Only in this way can we truly rescue Pete and turn around the unfavorable situation that has been in place all along.

Just as John was about to open his mouth to answer Meghan's question, the Colombians led by John opened fire. The shootout began, and John immediately said, "There is no news yet." Don't worry about him, we're in danger ourselves. Focus a little and stay in touch usually, that's all. With that, he got up and went to the edge of the verandah, and looked down cautiously.

I saw that the people who were attacking along the road had already retreated into the buildings on the other side of the road, and they were trying to shoot in the direction where their people were with the help of the cover provided by these buildings. But at the moment, it doesn't seem to be very good, it's just that there are some extra bullet holes in the facades of other buildings on the outside of the verandah. Soon after the fire was fired, it was suppressed by the condescending attack of several Colombians led by him.

The sight immediately made John lose interest in looking, and he turned his gaze to the west, the direction of the buildings that some of the partisans had just entered. After seeing that nothing was happening, John turned his head and patted a Colombian man next to him: "Always pay attention to the situation in these buildings and yards ahead." If you see someone moving, let me know immediately. After saying that, he hurried to the east side of the verandah, and after looking at Quintero and the others, who had passed through the downstairs smoothly and almost arrived at the next place where they would be used as a cover for the retreat of his people, John picked up the satellite phone he had with him and contacted Pete.

Pete was sitting against a tree, and next to him were Ochoa and Coleman. In front of them, two people were walking back and forth carrying the corpses. Beside Pete stood a man with a gun, who looked like he was on guard.

Pete and the others leaned against the tree with expressionless expressions and exhausted looks, only looking at the corpses being carried. The bodies belonged to no one else, they belonged to Ram, Falco, and Gil and Hernandez.

"I thought I was going to die." Ochoa said as she looked at the corpse.

Pete took out his satellite phone and said, "It's not over yet." The battle continues. As he spoke, John's phone called.

At this time, the man with the gun standing next to them quickly looked down at Pete and said, "Mr. John's? ”

Pete looked up at the man, who was none other than Colin, who had arrived to pick him up.

Not long ago, Pete shared Ochoa's despair. He had never felt this kind of feeling before, only this time, when the other party rushed to a place close to him with his desperate strength and used a suicide grenade attack method at close range, and his companions were hit one after another and lost their ability to resist, looking at the figure swaying in the dark, he suddenly felt that it was impossible to get out alive.

But just as Pete was about to raise his gun for the last resistance, a fierce gunshot rang out around him. It was difficult to tell which direction it was under the circumstances, but it was not far from me anyway.

And the moment he heard the gunshot, Pete had already instinctively closed his glasses. But after a few moments, the gunfire quickly subsided. Then came footsteps and Ochoa's excited shouts.

"It's our people! Our people! Ochoa's voice was already distorted, and he shouted as he tugged hard at Pete. Only then did Pete reopen his glasses and look in the direction of the movement, and after hearing Colin's voice, he truly believed that he had really been pulled back from the ghost gate.

However, the ecstasy that survived did not last long, and was driven away by the corpses of his companions who were carried out one after another. Of the original six, there were only three people left, and Coleman and himself were each injured. For his own people, this is a failed operation, if it is not lucky, then he should also be one of the people lying there motionless, and even all six people who can't run away have to be explained here, and as the specific commander of the operation, he undoubtedly has to bear the responsibility for failure. It was precisely this great joy and sorrow that made the three surviving people expressionless, staring blankly at the corpses of their companions not far in front of them.

Colin reached out and took Pete's call, and he noticed that Pete's arm was trembling slightly. But he didn't say anything, this is normal. Looking at the corpses lying around here and only about ten meters away, you can know that the battle just now has reached the point of hand-to-hand combat. So after receiving Pete's call, Colin squat down and patted Pete on the shoulder, as if comforting, and said, "We'll get out of here without a hitch." ”

John heard Colin and knew that they had successfully converged at this moment, which meant that Pete and the others were safer at least for now. So John spoke, "Where exactly are you now?" ”

"In the woods on the north side of the target." Colin said as he kept an eye on the movement around him.