"When Trent was able to move after the operation on Lasso, Jack helped get him and Martinez upstairs to the priest's bedroom, Sonny and Bullock went to the bell tower to keep watch, and the others were on guard in the church."

As soon as Jason gave the order, Colonel Martinez retorted, "I'm sorry, Jason, I may not be able to follow your orders this time, return the gun to me, I'm going to stay below." ”

Jack interrupted without waiting for the two to continue arguing, "Why don't you do this, I'll interrogate Lasso when he wakes up, and ask him about Doza's whereabouts, and in the process, Martinez you will be in charge of guarding the door as the last line of defense, what do you think?" ”

His proposal can be regarded as a step back, but Clay has some doubts, "I remember that the information said that Lasso was also a special soldier, such a person. Are you sure he can speak? ”

"There's probably no one here better at this than I am, after all, even if Lasso wakes up, you can't torture him, can you?" Jack actually already has some ideas in mind, but this method may be a bit shocking, and there is a person guarding the door to be safe.

"Hey, Lasso's condition is stable for the time being, I gave him a stitch and he will be able to wake up soon." On the other side, Trent took off his bloody rubber gloves and looked at the crowd.

"Just do as Jack says, Clay, give him a hand, and find another place to settle the priest." Jason's tone was noncommittal, and the others didn't raise any further objections.

The enemy can come to the door at any time, and now is not a good time to debate.

When everyone was in place, and Jack, Clay, and Trent carefully moved the two seriously wounded who were still carrying blood bags to the second floor, Major Blackburn's voice was heard again in the communication channel.

"The QRF is on the road again, we have broken through the intercepted enemy."

Sporadic gunfire and the heavy breathing of the Major could still be faintly heard in the background, and it seemed that they had just been through a hard fight.

As the seals spread out in the church, Jack closed the door to the priest's bedroom and looked back at Lasso on the bed, "I know you're awake, let's talk, you're badly injured, and we're the only ones who can save you, if you can explain Doza's whereabouts." ”

"Americans? Ha? Don't look like mercenaries, who are you? DEA？ DHS, or CIA? Lasso asked in a weak tone, gasping for air.

Jaclay sat down in front of him in a chair, "It seems that Doza hasn't been completely honest with you, I thought you had nothing to talk about, he has planted a lot of people in the Mexican intelligence system, and he should have known our identities for a long time."

Tell me his whereabouts, and I promise you'll live. ”

"Phew!" Lasso spat out a mouthful of blood at Jack, and with the last of her strength, she rolled over to reach for the FK7.5 in his calf.

There was a soft "duh" sound, and a dagger nailed his palm directly to the bed.

As Lasso let out a terrible scream, "Ah! Then there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Jack opened the door and blocked Colonel Martinez's view with his body, who had an embarrassed smile on his face and a look of wanting to speak, "The watchman on the bell tower said that he saw three men searching from house to house, and that they would be at the church in ten minutes at most. ”

"Got it." Jack replied with a blank face, knowing that he was worried that he might accidentally kill Lasso, and then added, "Trust me, Martinez." ”

"Uh, I'm right outside the door, you know." Colonel Martinez smiled wryly, and looked at the door closed again, with both worry and anticipation in his eyes.

He touched the bandaged wound on his abdomen, showed a slightly puzzled expression, and finally sighed softly, slid down against the door, sat down against the door, pointed his assault rifle at the hallway and staircase, and muttered in Spanish.

"We must love all, but we cannot love all in the same way; We love the oppressed in the way of emancipating them; We love the oppressors and fight with them in the same way." Note 1

"You're going to die soon, come to hell with me, hahaha!" Lasso was powerless to pull out the dagger that was pinning his right hand, and just lay on the bed and let out a rampant laugh.

"Doza is everywhere, it's full of our people, you're dead, don't even think of escaping Ixtapaloka."

"You know what? If someone here is going to die today, it's just you, you've done all your bad things, and you've thought about what you should say when you go down to see God? ”

As he spoke, Jack picked up a cross on the table, which belonged to the priest.

Lasso scoffed, seeing him rubbing the delicate cross, with a mocking tone in his tone, "Why, do you want to pray for me on behalf of the priest?" ”

"No, I'm here to give you a chance, a chance to wash away your sins." Jack's expression became serious, and he recited a prayer in Spanish, then drew his dagger and pressed the cross against his wound.

"What did you do to me!" Lasso's cry of pain turned into an exclamation, and he watched as the wound on his right hand that had just been nailed through slowly healed and finally disappeared.

"Sinner, repent of your sins, this is your last chance to enter heaven! Tell Doza's whereabouts, only then can more lives be saved! Jack's face was grim, his back to the dim light of the room, as if it had been coated with a halo.

"Who are you? You're not human, and that's not something mortals can do. Seeing Jack place the cross on the wound in his abdomen again, Lasso's consciousness, which had been blurred by blood loss and drugs, lifted up in vain and screamed in alarm.

Like a hungry traveler in the desert who saw an oasis, Lasso, who was dying and waiting for death, saw this miracle and suddenly rekindled his desire for life.

"My name is Juda, I am a disciple of the Son of God, a guardian of the desperate, God never gives up His Lamb, Luis Castillo (Lasso's original name), this is your last chance, to redeem your soul, do you really believe in my Lord?"

This is Jack's ultimate trick - pretending to be a ghost.

"Yes, I am." Lasso trembled with emotion, two lines of tears in his eyes, whether it was the desire to live, or the temptation to be able to cleanse himself of his sins and go to heaven, such a temptation went far beyond his loyalty to Doza.

"He has a safe house, and he goes there when the wind is tight."

"Address!" Jack said coldly.

"There is no address, go south along the Candela tracks, there is a warehouse at the end of the tracks."

(End of chapter)