It seemed that the man didn't care much about me, and he continued, "Let Robert . . . Feng came to see me, and I knew he was here. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Robert heard his name appear in the doorway, his hand still on the handle of the pistol. "Mediterranean" saw him and said, "I am going to negotiate a deal with you, a very important deal for you and your men." ”

Wide-eyed at the few people behind "Mediterranean", "Mediterranean" obviously understood, turned around and said, "Bapen will follow me in, and the others will wait outside." ”

The one was holding a black file bag. Big Eyes nodded slightly, and I followed Mediterranean into the house. After entering the house, "Mediterranean" looked around and said, "Very good." I'm satisfied. ”

Then he said to Big Eyes, "I need to talk to you about something, and the less people know, the better." ”

Big Eyes led him to our conference room, and I was going to go in too, but that Barben stood in the way. "My friend and I have to decide everything. ”

"Mediterranean" shrugged: "Well, it was you who put your friend in danger. ”

With my keen eyesight, I could tell that the hair in the "Mediterranean" was fake, and that the tip of his nose was also made up, so it seemed that it was really mysterious, and he did not dare to show his true face.

I can't be afraid of danger with Big Eyes, because I don't want Big Eyes to make bad decisions when faced with danger. Seeing me walk into the conference room without hesitation, "Mediterranean" did not object any further, but pulled out a stack of papers from the file bag from Papen and threw it on the table: "Although you will be more impressed when you look at it yourself, but now that time is urgent, it is up to me to briefly explain." ”

"Robert. Feng, you've always been a gang member. We believe that during the year for this James, he murdered the son of a Japanese-American state legislator and his bodyguards, and also attacked the cargo yard where the Japanese hid weapons. Then you teamed up with Powell Jr. and Heyer, who were blacks, to kill dozens of men of a gang leader named Branson. These cases are still being pursued by the police, as long as we leak a little bit to the police, what do you think? He smiled with a smirk.

I looked at Big Eyes and asked, "Do you have any evidence?" ”

"Mediterranean" said: "I have to say that you have done it very secretively, and you have not left many clues. But just let the police smell a little bit and they'll crucify you and dig up more. At least I can find Powell Jr. and Haye. A lot of the business you're doing now isn't legal? That alone could keep you in prison for the rest of your life. And if I want to, your accomplices will be dug up one by one. ”

Big-eyed asked, "You're the FBI." ”

"Mediterranean" shook his head: "Don't try to guess who I am, it's not of any use to you." All you have to do is know that I can make you fall from heaven to hell, and you must do what I say. ”

I saw that there were pictures of wild boars in those documents, and that they had been taken from high altitudes, so I nodded to Big Eyes. Big-eyed continued, "What do you want us to do?" ”

"Mediterranean" was satisfied: "Garcia! You must go and save Garcia! It's the one you sold him the car. ”

Big-eyed asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"Mediterranean" said: "He was caught by drug traffickers in Colombia. ”

I asked, "So what does Garcia do?" Don't tell me he's an import/export merchant. If you engage in import and export, you won't worry about others killing him with a bazooka. ”

"Mediterranean" smiled, which made his nose and eye bags look unnatural. "Garcia is also a drug dealer," he said. There were frequent fights between various gangs in Colombia, and he was unlucky enough to be kidnapped. ”

Big Eyes said, "He's in Colombia? How are you going to let us save him? ”

"Mediterranean" immediately said: "We will get you into Colombia by tonight." ”

Before tonight? Big Eyes and I looked at each other in surprise again, and I picked up a few photos and asked the "Mediterranean": "Was this taken by an airplane or a satellite?" You can still smuggle us into Colombia by tonight. You guys are so strong, why don't you save Garcia yourself? ”

"Mediterranean" pulled down his face: "Don't ask so much why, just do what I say." Okay, you did a good job of getting rid of Branson, so I chose you. Let's pull a deal, you rescue Branson or kill him, and you get a reward of three million dollars, and ......"

He picked up the stack of papers, "The police won't know about all this." And if you don't, the police will come looking for you soon. ”

It's stuck seven inches! Big-eyed asked, "How can I trust you?" ”

"Mediterranean" proudly said: "You don't need to believe it, just know that you can't afford not to make this deal." ”

He was telling the truth. We don't have a choice. I remembered that Big Four Eyes said that Garcia's account was in contact with the suspected National Intelligence Agency account, so Garcia was an informant for the National Intelligence Agency? These people are from the National Intelligence Service?

Without giving us time to think about it, the Mediterranean took the photographs out of my hand and put away the papers on the table and handed them to Barben, then pulled out a CD from the bag: "Here is a map and a briefing on the place where Garcia was being held. You have an hour to gather your hands and make a plan. Then we'll ship you into Colombia. Make a list of the weapons and equipment you need, and we'll prepare them. ”

Depend on! It's completely imperative. But there is nothing we can do.

Anyway, the wild boar and the little Powell brothers have been exposed in front of these people, so Big Eyes called these people. On the phone, he told everyone to go out and do something dangerous.

The boar was the first to arrive, and as soon as I entered, he grabbed me: "How did you mess with the National Intelligence Agency?" ”

I was shocked: "Do you know them?" ”

The boar shook his head: "I don't know, but I've dealt with them a lot." There's a very unique atmosphere about them, and almost everyone has it. I also felt that atmosphere in these people. ”

I told him the ins and outs and said, "This one might be dangerous." The main reason for calling you here is to ask you to help us plan how to act. ”

But he said, "Don't think about it. Since they brought me a picture, they must have asked me to go with me. These guys from the National Intelligence Agency have never eaten people and don't spit out bones. As long as you promise to take care of Carol and Anthony. ”

He made sense, so I didn't say anything more. Multiple wild boars have more possibilities for people to survive.

A few of us gathered on the computer screen to study the maps and presentations, and the first thing we felt was that it was a game of life. The map shows a small town with a large courtyard surrounded by narrow, curvy streets. According to the briefing, this is the lair of a Colombian drug cartel, usually about 200 militants, and there are heavy weapons, and everyone in the town is related to drug trafficking, and it is possible to become a threat. In the words of the "Mediterranean", these people are all enemies, and we just have to kill them.

There was very little other information, and even Garcia was locked up in the courtyard where he didn't know. In this way, the "Mediterranean" also requires us to find Garcia before dawn the day after tomorrow. Time is so tight that there is no time to outwit this town. It can only be stormed, no wonder the "Mediterranean" is going, we gathered everyone who could hold a gun.

We are completely unfamiliar with this place, and most of us have only experience of street fighting, and it is useless to storm the lair of heavily armed drug dealers in the jungle, and it may get in the way. It's better to have fewer people, maybe you can get Garcia out in and out. In addition, we have to leave some people here, and we can't all go there, otherwise if these people in the "Mediterranean" want to kill us, no one will know that we have been to Colombia.

I found that Wild Boar and Nicol and I had a pretty good understanding with Big Eyes in this matter. Wild Boars suggest that Asian faces in Colombia are easy to get noticed, so the new brothers who have defected to Big Eyes don't go, just me and Big Eyes, the Johnson brothers, Bull, Spring Rolls, the Powell brothers Jr., Nicol, and himself.

The contingent of ten people is not small, and the "Mediterranean" reluctantly agreed to our plan. Then the boar consulted with each of them, and made a list of weapons and equipment, which he handed to the "Mediterranean". "Mediterranean" made a phone call and told us that we would not use 12.7mm Barrett sniper rifles and 40mm grenade machine guns, because they had long-range suppression weapons on the periphery, so they only provided one SVD sniper rifle, and other weapons could be provided, and there would be enough explosives and bazookas.

What's going on, why do they want us to save Garcia when they have the manpower?

Before we could react, he said, "Okay, you guys come with me and go to Colombia." Pack up the things you want to bring with you at once. ”