In order to prevent detection, when Doyle set up an ambush circle, in addition to requiring the militants in ambush to cover them with desert-colored camouflage cloth, all vehicles were also parked a few kilometers away.

This poses a problem: when trying to escape for his life, little Carlos has to run for several kilometers in the sweeping Gobi to get transportation.

Seeing his men, including Doyle, being accurately killed by a few grenades, Carlos knew that he could not do anything.

But he wasn't stupid enough to turn around and run away, out of the cover of this boulder, he would end up with the same fate as Doyle in minutes, and he could only hide behind the stone in camouflage cloth, hoping not to be discovered by the drone in the sky.

On the other side of the road, the joint operations team was not in very good shape, Matt's car did not move from beginning to end, and although Jack had prepared for the worst, he still gasped when he came to the Humvee.

At the start of the fight, the anti-water Mexican federal SWAT pickup truck fired at the cab of Matt's Humvee for nearly a minute, and the Humvee's bulletproof glass failed to complete its mission and was already shattered before Jack's Saabban overtook him from behind.

When Jack opens the door, he sees three corpses and Michael clutching his neck.

"Call Black Hawk, the surroundings have been cleaned up, let that bastard get back, there are seriously injured here!" Jack yelled in the channel with some annoyance.

This is the first time that his familiar celebrity face has died in front of him, although "Thanos" can no longer look at this face now.

"My Lady is above!" Isabel covered her mouth, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at her father who died in the back seat with a complicated expression.

"Come and help me."

Jack didn't give her much time to be sad, Alejandro and a team member went to clear the battlefield on the left, and the remaining three confronted the Mexican SWAT at the back of the convoy, and now the only one who could help was this little girl.

"Help me hold his head." Jack dragged Michael out of the driver's seat, and the guy was much luckier than Matt, miraculously surviving despite being shot twice in the chest and pierced in the neck.

One of the two bullets in the chest was blocked by the bulletproof insert, and the other hit the edge of the insert and bounced into the shoulder, although it bled a lot, but it was not fatal.

The trouble was the wound on his neck, because of the sideways dodging, a bullet fragment avoided the artery, but abrased the trachea, and every time Michael breathed, there would be a sound of air leaking from his neck.

This guy is very experienced, and he has been holding his neck and keeping his head down, otherwise the blood gushing into his trachea would have killed him a long time ago.

"Hold on!"

Jack ripped open a first-aid kit, gave him a shot of morphine, then found the pharyngeal-nasal ventilation tube, cut off a part of the back hose, leaving only a small half, and used a scalpel to cut the anterior wall of his cervical trachea, and plugged the ventilation tube in.

Wrap it around the bandage to fix it, take a treatment to prevent accidents, this guy's fate was pulled back, of course, this is only a temporary emergency treatment, and the rest will be left to the doctor to worry about when he returns to the rear.

"Ho" Michael was reborn, greedily breathing in the fresh air, he temporarily lost his ability to speak, but grabbed Jack's arm with his bloody hand, "Ho-ho."

"He's no longer good." Knowing what he wanted to ask, Jack shook his head sadly, motioned for Isabel to take care of him, and turned to the overturned Humvee in the back of the car to rescue the wounded.

Matt, who was shot in the head, really can't help it, but there are still two of the four PMCs in this Humvee who can breathe, and one can be saved.

Previously, a total of 7 police cars from the Mexican special police joined the convoy, the formation of the first three and the back four, the first one in front of the team was destroyed by the RPG, a pickup truck was against the water, and one drove directly off the road to escape, and at this time there was no trace.

After the last police car in the back was blown over, the other three neither fought back nor participated in the counterattack, and hid behind the car to watch the whole process, and saw that the situation was controlled here, so they dared to show their heads slightly.

One of the PMCs who confronted them with anger in their eyes couldn't help but ask after helping Jack drag the two wounded people out of the wreckage of the Humvee.

"Are you going to kill them?"

Two CIAs were killed and one seriously injured, and Jack, the FBI, became the backbone of the team at this time, he turned his head to look at the bewildered Mexican SWAT officers opposite, someone was pointing a gun at them nearby, and the sound of gunfire from Alejandro's side from time to time in the distance made these guys even more nervous.

Although he and Matt don't have any friendship, at most they just use each other, but everyone has smoked and drunk together, and an acquaintance died in front of him, which still makes Jack feel very bad.

Glancing at the waste snacks in disgust, he handed the two seriously injured to the PMC's care, picked up the LG5A and pointed it at the guys behind him, and then shouted loudly in Spanish.

"Get out of here, or die!"

Maybe there are moles among these people, but after seeing the power of that strange grenade launcher, the sound of the propellers of the Black Hawk helicopter can be heard in the distance, even if there are other thoughts, they can only hide at this time.

Watching the group climb into the car, take their own wounded, bypass the still burning police car at the back, and leave in a hurry, Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If we had to take out the federal police, it would have been out of control, but even so, the situation was still bad.

Killing Doyle was only his own personal goal, but for this combined team, the plan was a complete failure, and as soon as Carlos Sr. died, a split within the Reyes Gang became inevitable.

It has become a delusion to fight with the Matamoros Gang, and after some internal scuffle, it is impossible to say that the Reyes Gang will become history from then on.

Not to mention the casualties of the Mexican federal special police in this unofficial operation, and the Z government in Mexico is garbage, which is also a legitimate Z government with a population of more than 100 million.

The answer is obvious whether to admit that something went wrong within yourself or to throw the blame at some unofficial operations team who can't reveal their true identity.

Thinking about the follow-up diplomatic tussle between the two countries, Jack felt a headache in his head, and he couldn't predict how the situation would develop, but fortunately, it was the CIA that bore the brunt of the attack, and no matter how big the black cauldron was, it would not be his turn to carry a small FBI.

Thinking of this, Jack subconsciously looked at Isabel who was taking care of Michael, what would be the fate of this little girl?

The Black Hawk helicopter slowly landed on the ground under the guidance of two PMCs, and everyone worked together to get the three wounded on the plane, when Jack received another bad news, and ten kilometers to the south, another Mexican police convoy appeared.

With a wave of his hand, Black Hawk left with the wounded first, and Jack and the three PMCs stuffed the bodies of all their own people on the scene into the Sabo class, including Matt's.

Alejandro, who was cleaning up the battlefield from a distance, caught Carlos Jr., who was hiding behind a rock, and shot him directly in the leg, dragging him back like a dead dog.

(End of chapter)