"I am Andrés Doza, a businessman who witnessed and was a victim of the crime of aggression committed by the United States against my country, and I was pursued by American soldiers in Mexico.

Maybe I'm not perfect, but I'm not the heinous sinners they call me, the unscrupulous Yankees are, and I'd rather give up my freedom than let them do whatever they want on our soil.

So I'm standing here, just so that our people know the truth, long live the Mexican people! ”

It was already noon the next day, and in the combat center, watching on TV Doza was handcuffed and escorted into a police car after giving a speech, and everyone present had their fists hard.

"You know what that means, right?" Mandy Ellis turned off the video with a black face.

"It's Doza's way out, he's putting himself under the protection of these corrupt Mexican cops, just like the big drug lords did back then, and it wouldn't surprise me if I'm told now that he's built a luxurious private prison for himself."

Lieutenant Lopez's face was hard to see, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"I thought we would have a chance to end this scourge, maybe it was too much wishful thinking, after all, this is the end of every time."

Mandy Ellis pressed the remote control and projected the page of a Mexican news website onto the screen, with the headline "Church Murder": "This is a video and photo released by Doza's lawyer after his 'arrest', and his intention to stir up public opinion is self-evident." ”

"Huh!" Looking at the corpse-strewn church, Jack finally couldn't help but complain, "They say these are innocent civilians who died at the hands of American soldiers, and they don't even bother to take away the weapons at the hands of the corpses?" ”

"That's enough, the involvement of elite U.S. special forces in shootouts on the streets of Mexico is enough to stir up public opinion." Mandy Ellis shrugged.

Jack's tone was full of sarcasm, "Yes, the people of Mexico are used to their relatives being disemboweled, even skinned alive and hung on bridges, but they are angry that drug dealers have been beaten to death in the streets. ”

"Yes, but they've achieved their goal." Major Blackburn sighed.

"What do you mean by that?" Jason, who was already a little depressed, looked up at him.

"It means that our mission is over, and the order above is to ask Team B to evacuate Mexico within twenty-four hours." Major Blackburn's gaze swept over Lieutenant Lopez's face, a little ashamed.

"It's nonsense, as far as I know, it's a collaboration between the two governments, and the Mexican government invited us to help." Vice-captain Ray Perry said angrily that soldiers don't understand politics, but they can at least tell what is right and what is wrong.

"But the problem now is the president of this country, the president of Mexico who is ordering us to leave, and I don't need to give you questions like votes and popular support, the invasion of foreign forces is an extremely sensitive topic in this country."

Although Major Blackburn's tone was strong, there was a deep sense of helplessness, even if he claimed to be a lighthouse country, there were many things that could be done but not said.

"So what do we do? Just watched that guy Dozha direct and act out such a farce of surrender? With my ass wondering, he'll be acquitted as soon as we're gone, and then the reckoning begins.

Let his men hunt down this man and his family. He gestured to Lieutenant Lopez, who was standing nearby.

"There's even Martinez who is still in the hospital, oh, and, I almost forgot, he also murdered a DEA agent, isn't that what we're here for, that's what you're trying to say? Blackburn?

Absolutely not, we have gone through so much, risking our lives in the rain of bullets to get to this point, we will never give up, we have to solve him, our previous efforts cannot be in vain! ”

Jason's words drew frequent nods from the rest of his teammates behind him.

Major Blackburn was also a little annoyed, "Then what do you want to do, Jason?" Hunting down Doza alone? There will be no official support, no military resources, no drone reconnaissance and no more ready-to-use QRFs.

This is for Team B to die, this is Doza's territory, he controls the police, government officials and even a part of the people in this country, he controls everything here. ”

Jason was a little stunned by these words, but he still put on a dead duck's hard mouth, "yes, yes, that's what I'm going to do"

"Don't even think about it!" Major Blackburn shouted, "You are a soldier, and it is your duty to obey orders. ”

"Okay, okay, instead of arguing here, let's think of a way again." Jack saw that the two guys were nose to nose, and saliva was about to spray on each other's faces, and quickly stood up to play a round.

To be honest, it is impossible to get him to give up returning to China now, and he was only an assistant to the last CIA-led joint operation, and failure is a failure.

Both personally and for the FBI, he has reaped the benefits of it, and only the CIA is the only one injured, so there are no regrets.

The situation this time is completely different, not to mention how to explain to the above when he goes back, he is not a good gentleman, he has to swallow his anger and withdraw after being played by Duozha as a monkey, which is too inconsistent with the rhythm of Shuangwen.

"I'm definitely not going to go back like this." Jack said.

In his previous life, he was a half-middle-aged angry youth, and he also scolded the takeaway BU on the Internet for being weak and incompetent, but now he has crossed over, and he is in a lighthouse country that claims to be the world's policeman, whether it is hegemonism or imperialism, it is the coolest when he is.

"Why don't you withdraw openly, I'll stay alone, give me a few days." Jack's words didn't come out of his mouth, but everyone could understand them.

Mandy Ellis smiled wryly, "It's better to capture Dozha and return home, if he is assassinated now, it will be difficult to clean up the diplomatic conflict it causes." ”

"I don't understand, we still have 24 hours, do we?" Taking advantage of the temporary pause in the quarrel between the two superiors, Clay Spencer raised his hand to speak.

"Although Doza showed up and turned himself in, it also means that his location has been exposed, and we can just go over and arrest him, pretending to be a federal police officer or a Mexican marine, as long as it creates a fait accompli, then there will naturally be bureaucrats on both sides to reach a compromise."

"It's not that simple, he's in Chiapas, where," Lieutenant Lopez paused, as if to consider what to say, "it's a powder keg, like the Balkans of Europe." ”

(End of chapter)