North of San Francisco, container terminal.

After Vorster fired a shot in Banks' back, he immediately retreated behind the container, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, and ordered the other mercenaries over the radio: "Guys, their reinforcements will be coming soon, we can retreat." ”

After receiving Vorster's retreat order, the mercenary team in the container yard began to withdraw from the container yard in an orderly manner.

Fryck carried Banks into the two rows of containers, put Banks down, and examined his injuries.

Banksys' left hand was completely broken by the bullet, and the severed arm was only connected by a layer of flesh, and the broken veins were still gushing blood; The left leg was a penetrating wound, and the flesh of the bullet was turned out, and the bullet did not hurt his femoral artery, otherwise Banks would have died of blood loss.

"It's okay, man, it's okay."

Fryke rummaged through the first-aid kit he had picked up as he pulled back from the moment he had just retreated, and said to Banksy, "I'll stop the bleeding for you now, and our support will be there soon." ”

However, when Flake pulled out the hemostatic bandage to stop Banks' bleeding, he found that Banks' head was tilted to one side.

Flake reached out and pressed against Banksy's carotid artery, no longer feeling any pulsation.

“Fuck！”

Flake threw the hemostatic bandage in his hand on the ground, pressed the radio talk button on his chest, and said, "Banksy hangs!" ”

Banksy hangs!

Of the twenty-man action team, there are now only eight people left, and there are five wounded among them!

Fifteen minutes later, two helicopters landed in the open space of the container yard based on smoke grenades thrown by Fryck.

The combat crews on the first helicopter formed a defensive ring in the open space to cover the medical team on the second helicopter to get the wounded onto the plane.

After putting the wounded on the helicopter, Flake and Sarah moved the dead crew members onto the helicopter, and they didn't plan to leave them here.

"Look there!"

Sarah patted Flake beside her and pointed to a container riddled with bullet holes, her eyes filled with surprise and shock.

In the dim light of the distribution yard, there was a large pool of blood under the container full of bullet holes, so that all the blood flowed out of the container.

Sarah and Flake walked up to the container, looked at the blood flowing from the cracks, and already guessed what had happened, and guessed what they would face when they opened the container!

"Are you ready?" Flake asked Sarah.

THE EXPERIENCE OF SERVING IN FORCE-RECON HAS MADE FLAKE MUCH MORE TOLERANT OF CERTAIN THINGS THAN SARAH.

Sarah nodded and made an "OK" gesture to Flake.

Flake cut the lock on the container door, grabbed the latch, took a deep breath, and jerked the latch open.

As soon as the latch was opened, the two bodies slammed open the door of the container and fell out.

“My-god！”

Despite the preparations, Sarah couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the trafficked people in the container.

The container was full of abducted people, and they stood crowded, without any room to move, so when the bullets swept in, they could not dodge at all, and could only be killed by the bullets; Their mouths were taped and they were unable to call out for help.

"Let's see if there are any survivors!" Flake ordered to the others around him, "Go check the other containers and find out if any are locked up!" Fast! ”

Flake and Sarah didn't notice, and when they opened the container, Lazam, who was hiding in the shadows, used his camera to film everything he saw.

Lazaam is a journalist and a well-known "bully" in the journalistic world. All kinds of laces, scandals, as long as they are in the hands of Lazaam, even if they are fake, he can write them as true; If it is recorded by his camera, it can make the city full of wind and rain.

No newspaper or magazine was willing to hire Lazam, but it had no effect on Lazam, who was even more unscrupulous in publishing his fabricated or true reports on the Internet, and charging a fee to read the entire content.

It doesn't cost much per person, but tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of readers, make Lazam a lot of money.

Taking such an explosive photograph was enough to earn him a lot of money, Lazam put away his camera and left the container yard satisfied.

The next morning, an article with a photo appeared on the Internet, and the spearhead of the article pointed directly at the FBI and DEA, claiming that they slaughtered innocent people during their operation at the container terminal north of San Francisco!

The article was like a bombshell that exploded on the Internet, and the FBI and DEA were pushed to the forefront.

DEA San Francisco Division.

In the office of Chief of Operations Goreme, there is an argument between Sarah and Goreme, and the two sides argue over whether to continue the pursuit of Monsiondo, but it is clear that Sarah's request to continue the pursuit is mercilessly rejected by Goreme.

"Now hand over your weapons and papers, and leave my office at once! Immediately! Grame pointed to the office door and ordered angrily at Sarah.

Sarah glanced at Goreme, placed her pistol and ID in Goreme's office, pulled the door open and walked out of the office, slamming the door shut.

"Rejected?"

In the hallway outside the office, Flake saw the expression on Sarah's face, coupled with the argument that had just come from the office, and already knew the answer.

In fact, when Sarah definitely went to find Goreme, Flake already knew that this would be the end.

The FBI and the DEA are under a lot of pressure right now, and even though they have held a press conference and explained the situation, the effect has not been obvious. Goreme himself was under pressure from above, so at this time, it was impossible for him to approve Sarah's actions.

"I'm not going to just give up." Sarah said in a resolute tone, "I must catch Monsiondo!" Only when he is caught, those rumors on the Internet will be broken! ”

"I'll help you!" Flake said to Sarah.

Sarah looked at Freke suspiciously, she didn't expect Freke to offer to help her.

"Don't look at me like that." FLAKE REPLIED, "BANKY AND I JOINED THE MARINES, AND THEN I WENT TO FORCE-RECON AND HE DIDN'T. I thought we wouldn't have a chance to meet again, but I didn't expect that after retiring, we went to the FBI together to work together. ”

"He has two children, his daughter is only three months old, he is gone, everything is on his wife. I watched him die in front of me, and I had to do something for him. ”