The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 492 Unexpected "surprise"

I hope it works. Jack rolled his eyes silently in his mind. As long as it didn't conflict with his plan, he didn't bother to express different opinions.

Judging from the previous information, the Reyes Gang and the Matamoros Gang are very close to each other, and there has always been tension between the two. Matt's idea is a bit rough, but it is still very feasible.

Besides, this is the way the CIA has always been. Compared with Maozi, the old Americans are already more minded.

Carlos Reyes has two children. The eldest son is an adult and is currently working with him. The younger daughter is just 16 years old and attending middle school in a missionary school in Mexico City.

The kidnapping target in Matt's plan was Reyes' youngest daughter. He first pretended to be the Matamoros gang and got her back to Texas, then pretended to be accidentally rescued by the DEA, and finally sent her back to Mexico. Hand it over to the Mexican police.

Of course, the place to be sent back was carefully selected. It had to be the territory of the Matamoros Gang, and the news had to be released in advance. This was equivalent to a conspiracy. Even if Carlos Reyes noticed that there was something fishy, In order to save his little daughter, he had to step into this trap.

It was just a show that had to be done in full. In order not to make the purpose too obvious, Matt planned to attack the Matamoros gang first, so a week later, Jack appeared in Mexico City.

Mexico City is naturally the capital of Mexico. With a total population of more than 2000 million, it is the most populous urban area in the Americas. Its climate is similar to that of Kunming, a southwestern city in Ceres. It has a high altitude and a cool and pleasant climate. It is like spring all year round, but there is an extra dry season. and rainy season.

This urban area was built on Tenochtitlan, the capital of the Aztec Empire, one of the three extinct Indian civilizations. It was once a huge artificial island.

After the Aztec Empire was destroyed by the Spanish, Tenochtitlan was also burned to the ground. What stood in front of Jack at this moment was a modern city decorated with Catholic style.

After going abroad, Matt seemed to suddenly become more generous. With a wave of his hand, he booked 6 superior rooms at the Hilton Hotel on Reform Avenue in the city center.

A total of 8 people came to them, four of them were mercenaries hired by CWS. Two of them shared a room, and the remaining people, Jack, Alejandro, Michael and himself, shared a room.

Jane Banner was also recalled, but she was left by Jack at Corpus Christi Air Force Base in Texas. This operation was too dark and dangerous, and she was not suitable for direct participation.

The bandage on Jack's hand has been removed, and with one skill, the only scab disappeared without a trace. Everyone stayed in the superior guest room for another two days, and Matt finally figured out Matamoros. The whereabouts of Diego, the gang’s chief lawyer.

The reason why this unlucky man was attacked first was naturally because the other leaders of the Matamoros Gang had mysterious whereabouts. They were either hiding in complicated slums or were protected by a large number of gunmen at all times.

There were only eight of them in total, and they were here to cause trouble, not to kill people. Diego’s official identity was a lawyer, and his whereabouts were traceable. He was accompanied only by a secretary and two bodyguards who were part-time drivers.

The place of action was set downstairs of Diego's law office. At three o'clock in the afternoon, a black Mercedes-Benz just drove out of the building's underground parking lot and was stopped by a white Fiat van at the intersection.

The side of the van was pulled open, and two armed men wearing black masks, holding MP5s with large-capacity drums, started shooting at the front of the Mercedes-Benz.

The two bodyguards in the driver's seat and passenger seat were beaten into a hornet's nest on the spot. Diego, who was as fat as a pig, opened the back door and staggered away as hard as he could.

"Bang!" The No. 3 militant got out of the car, holding an M1911, and shot him in the calf. Diego stumbled to the ground, and his glasses fell to the ground. He ignored this and struggled to get up again, wanting to continue. Run forward.

"Bang!" Another gun hit him in the thigh this time. Diego fell to the ground with a crash, and the fat on his body rippled.

The masked militant slowly picked up the glasses he had just dropped on the ground, walked up to him, threw the glasses in front of him, "Put them on."

After hearing this, Diego reached for his glasses with difficulty and put them on again, and looked at the person in front of him.

Alejandro took off his hood and said with a hint of joy on his face, "Goodbye."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang"

Jack also wore a black hood and sat in the driver's seat, watching the two mercenaries beat the two bodyguards and the young and beautiful female secretary in the Mercedes-Benz into a hornet's nest.

Then he saw Alejandro emptying the magazine at Diego, inserting a finger into the trigger ring and pulling it rapidly, forcing the semi-automatic pistol to a full-automatic rate of fire.

When the three of them returned to the car, Jack stepped on the accelerator and evacuated the scene according to the pre-determined route.
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Hearing the sirens getting further and further away from him, Jack knew that he was safe for the time being. He turned to look at Alessandro who was resting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, and asked curiously.

"What? That Diego is also your enemy? How many enemies do you have in these cartel groups in Mexico?"

"All of them." Alejandro was silent for a long time before giving the answer.
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One day later, Matt took everyone to another hotel. This hotel called "Intercontinental Santaver" was located in a building with more than 20 floors.

Standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows along the street of the presidential suite on the top floor of this hotel, you can just overlook a luxurious missionary school in the distance. This is the satellite town of Noquepan, 20 kilometers away from Mexico City. This school is owned by Carlos The one where Reyes’ youngest daughter attends.

"Why not just kidnap her at her home?" Jack stood by the window with a telescope and looked at the fortress-like middle school two kilometers away. The architectural style was also weird. "It's too easy to hurt innocent people on the streets."

"We need to make a big noise. Big noise is like the style of a DU cartel." Michael replied while stuffing plastic explosives disguised as bottles of perfume into his backpack.

"It's almost time, let's go." Matt looked at the time, put an MP5 into his backpack, and left the room with the others, leaving only Jack.

Jack bent down and took out an L115A3 sniper rifle from the gun box at his feet, and looked at the middle school in the distance through the 25x scope.

This long-range sniper rifle from British Precision International is his new toy. It is a friendly sponsorship from CWS. It has a .338 caliber and an effective range of 1500 meters. It is known as the best sniper rifle in the world.

Although the distance between the two was more than two kilometers at this time, it was impossible for him to pull the trigger, but pointing a sniper rifle at a school still made Jack feel a little weird.

In fact, the real sniper point is scheduled to be at a three-way intersection about 800 meters away from Jack. After all, even the CIA is not crazy enough to attack at the gate of a neighboring middle school. Of course, this only refers to the CIA in this world.

An hour later, as two Sabers parked in front of the middle school, an unfamiliar communication channel came through, "Attention, the target has arrived."

This was the support from the Special Operations Command. Jack didn't know if there were satellites watching in the sky at the moment, but there must be high-altitude drones.

Because a set of data was soon synchronized to the wristband display on his wrist, which was the wind speed and humidity data on site.

"What's the situation? Have you seen the target?" Matt's somewhat distorted voice also appeared on the channel.

In Jack's sight, a petite figure appeared with long black hair shawl, gray knee-length skirt, white stockings, and bright green jacket.

Although he had seen photos before, when he saw the real person in the scope now, he was surprised to find that this was not the little loli next to the hero in the fifth and worst movie of "Transformers"?

He looks a few years older than in the movie, but he hasn't grown out yet. His round face looks swollen, which makes him a bit cute and naive.

"Reply, confirm the target and get into the car behind." Jack reported back.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jack saw a hand reaching out from the car and welcoming the little girl into the back seat of the car.

"There are other people in the car, but I don't see their faces. Please confirm."

"Don't worry about him, maybe a bodyguard." Matt replied.

The two Sababans drove away from the school and headed towards the three-way intersection following the route they had scouted before.

"Cut off cell phone communication and follow, dog!" Matt's order came again from the channel.

Seeing the two Saber cars getting closer and closer to the three-way intersection, the bodyguards in the car seemed to suddenly notice something was wrong. Perhaps they found that their mobile phones had no signal, or they saw the pickup truck following them in the rearview mirror. accelerated.

"Boom!" A loud noise came, and a trash can next to the intersection suddenly exploded. The Saber that was driving the road was directly overturned by the IED.

The second car suddenly braked, and just as it was about to reverse, the pickup truck driven by Alejandro kicked the accelerator and rushed forward, hitting the butt of the car hard.

Matt and the mercenaries who were already ambushing around were wearing black balaclavas and holding MP5s as they rushed out from the roadside. They held their guns against the driver and bodyguard who were trying to get out of the car to resist.

Alejandro, who was also wearing a hood in the pickup truck behind, abandoned the car, stepped forward with a pistol and opened the rear door, and immediately froze on the spot.

"What happened?" Matt asked from the communication channel.

"I think we have an extra guest." Along with Alejandro's hoarse voice, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked out of the car holding their goal for the day and appeared in the sight of Jack's scope.

"Uh, is that Carlos Reyes?" Jack was a little unbelievable. What is this?Buy one get one free or buy small and get big?

"Fake, Fake, Fake!" Matt obviously didn't expect that Carlos Reyes would actually come to pick up his daughter today. It was clear from the intelligence that this guy had always lived in seclusion and didn't even live with his family. Today, this is What kind of wind are you smoking?

This kind of accident, which was obviously more "fright" than "surprise", really caught people off guard. Matt didn't have time to think about it, so he waved his hand and said, "Take it with you."

(End of this chapter)