Sonny is fine, his machine gun is fine, and most of the members of Team B are fine, but someone is fine.

"Lasso! Lasso was shot! ”

Colonel Martinez bent over and crawled beside Jason, turning the cable over beside him, and Sonny, who was closest to the center of the explosion, was only knocked on the head by the shockwave, and the hapless creature farthest away was instead bleeding from the splinter in the abdomen, and was moaning in pain.

It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and this rocket seemed to stab a hornet's nest, and from time to time a famous gunman screamed out of the streets and alleys, and was immediately knocked to the ground by the swift response of the seals.

Others hid on the balconies of buildings more than 100 meters away, and fired indiscriminately at this direction with a variety of automatic weapons in their hands.

"Dada." When the MK46 Mod 1 light machine gun in Sonny's hand sounded rhythmically again, the pressure of the crowd was lightened.

With a few soft "knocks", the two cars that tried to crash into the bulletproof Mercedes were named by the "pirate guns" again, the fuel tank was detonated, and the leaked gasoline flowed everywhere and ignited a raging fire, illuminating the dimly lit streets as if they were daylight due to the lack of street lights.

"The center of operations, here is Bravo3, where is the QRF (Rapid Reaction Force)?" Sonny yelled as he shot short shots at the buildings on either side.

"The operations center received, Bravo3, QRF has set off, hold on." This time, however, it was no longer Major Blackburn's voice coming from the channel, but instead of Lisa Davis, a logistics support officer.

"We can't stay here, we need a retreat route, Lasso needs treatment, we can't let him die, he's our only hope of finding Doza."

Colonel Martinez, whose hands were covered in blood, was helping the team doctor, Trent, to stop Lasso's bleeding urgently.

"How's Lasso doing?" Jason asked aloud.

"It's hard to judge, there may be internal bleeding, and I need a place to stay so I can perform emergency surgery." Trent shoved a ball of hemostatic cotton directly into the wound in Lasso's abdomen, causing the latter to scream in pain.

"Bravo3, suppress the opposite floor, we evacuate to the east, we can't stay on the street, the enemy will gather more and more." Jason commanded loudly.

The drug cartels prepared bulletproof cars, machine-gun pickups, and even rocket launchers to set up ambushes, which directly disrupted their evacuation plans, and this unscrupulous brazenness to start a war in the city was somewhat unexpected.

However, the seals stepped on the trap in advance, which also caught the other party by surprise, not only was the rope used as bait captured, but the encirclement was not fully formed.

The speed of the two cars that had just been blown up could not be raised at all, and at first glance the carriage was stuffed with heavy objects, which were originally used to block the road front and rear.

Jack and Clay each took a smoke bomb from their waists and threw it out, Jason and Ray Perry smashed open the door of a fast-food restaurant on the side of the road, Colonel Martinez and Trent set up a cable to follow, and the rest retreated in turn, still the classic stripping tactic.

Brock pulled open the trunk of car No. 1 and took out the backpacks full of ammunition one by one, one after another for each team member to carry as they passed him, as they waited to stand by for help.

It's a pity that because car No. 2 was blown up, although a few backpacks were rescued, they still lost nearly a quarter of their supplies.

"Withdraw! Remove! Brock yelled at the back of the car to empty his magazine, and bent over to the fast-food restaurant, where Sonny had set up his machine gun again and fired a long shot.

"The last man." Sonny emptied his second 200-round high-capacity magazine and shouted a warning as he ran past Jack.

Just as he was about to enter the house, bad luck finally struck, and a steel core bullet hit the concrete wall next to him, bounced and grazed his left shoulder, cutting a deep groove of blood.

"Ahh Sonny let out a scream, walked unhurriedly, and rushed into the store to hide himself behind a concrete wall.

Jack pulled out another smoke bomb and threw it out, turning to enter the store, the bullets chasing after him, shattering the glass of the fast food restaurant.

Sonny's machine gun rang out again, especially in the midst of the crowd of silencer-armed HK417 gunfire.

"Hey, everyone's okay, right?" Jason stepped forward to take Sonny's place, allowing him to temporarily stop the bleeding with a first aid kit.

"What? Oh yes, the whole body is still quite intact. Clay lowered his head and threw a smoke bomb at the other end, temporarily obscuring the side of the fast-food restaurant along the street with thick smoke.

"We need to get out of here!" Jack looked around nervously, he had to disengage as soon as possible, and if another rocket popped up, the whole room would be reimbursed.

"Follow me!" Jason led the way towards the back door of the fast-food restaurant, where the operations center had been trying to help them plan an evacuation route that was as safe as possible, not on the main road, and as far away as possible from the militants' assembly points.

Jason and Clay acted as spearheads, and Jack watched Colonel Martinez look crumbling, took the lasso directly from him and Trent, and carried it on his shoulder in the screams of the goods, just enough to resist the bleeding spot in his abdomen.

Close encounters could happen at any time during the retreat, so there was no need to waste two men at the same time for him.

The team quickly walked through the alley, the gunfire behind them gradually thinned out, and finally became inaudible, and everyone's hearts were slightly relieved, and they temporarily disengaged.

"Operations Center, inform the QRF that we are five blocks east of where we were." Jason reports.

"I saw you, the QRF was attacked on the way, it's not a big problem, but the arrival time may be delayed, and there is a church to use two blocks to the southeast."

The voice of Lisa Davis, the logistics support officer, was still in the channel, and it seemed that the operations center was also dispatched.

Jack felt that he had underestimated this before, and he actually knew how to encircle the point to send reinforcements, of course, to a greater extent, he might just want to delay the speed of the reinforcements, after all, judging from the combat effectiveness of the gang just now, their chances of winning against the regular army were very low.

The drug cartels are better at bullying the local police and secretly buying and corrupting, not to mention that this is near Mexico City after all, and it is impossible to think about defeating a regular army of nearly half a battalion (500 people) or more.

Team B kept the search formation moving quickly, and a few minutes later, a small steeple church appeared in front of everyone.

The white chapel is out of place with the surrounding dilapidated neighborhoods, and the low courtyard walls, which are just over a meter high in the half circle facing the street, are more of a decorative function.

In a country where nearly 90 percent of Catholics are Catholics, drug traffickers don't harass such religious sites in even the most chaotic areas.

(End of chapter)