The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

The 12 team members were divided into two teams of three, with Delta taking the lead. They marched separately along the ridgeline for two kilometers and went around to the back of the marked cave.

The reason why it is so troublesome is not to rush in directly from the front, but of course because the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Although there are drones with various advanced sensors flying in the sky, and each team member is equipped with the most advanced night vision equipment in the world, it can be said that the entire DU group of militants is at a loss when facing those DU cartel militants who lack training and have crude weapons. The battlefield is one-way transparent.

But military operations are never simple armed parades. A little negligence can cause irreparable consequences.

There is no need to be overly cautious in covert operations. After all, in Jack's previous life, even the farmer aunt who was watching the "Allied Forces" attack on the "High-Tech Industrial Park" next door on the border knew how to find a counter-slope and crawl in a low position while cracking melon seeds. Watch the excitement,

In comparison, the celestial soldiers of a certain country dared to smoke by leaning on the balcony window while fighting in the streets, which seemed too arrogant.

When the two teams met again at the tunnel entrance, Michael, who had been staring at the screen in the rear base, issued a reminder.

"Attention Team A, Team B, the target is twenty meters ahead."

"Copy that. We're pressed for time. Let's go and make some noise to lure the guards out and kill them." Matt ordered in a low voice.

Without needing to confirm again, a group of Delta team members took out daggers and quietly touched into the cave entrance. After a while, several muffled groans were heard, and a report confirming safety came from the earphones.

"Dog!" Under Matt's low-pitched urging, the rest of the group entered the tunnel one after another.

The world under night vision is green. In areas with different temperatures and environments, the color will be particularly noticeable. Even if you step over a puddle, you can leave clear footprints.

Professional people do professional things, and Delta opened the way. Jack and Jane followed Alessandro obediently and entered as the last group.

Only ten meters into the tunnel, a bright light appeared in front of them. These DU dealers were quite professional. Although the tunnel was dug so short and narrow that even Jane had to bend down to move forward, they were able to turn on electricity inside. .

Jack took off the night vision goggles and stuffed them into his backpack. Under the light, the night vision goggles were a burden. The deltas in front were advancing very fast. In just a few minutes, they got into trouble with the DU traffickers inside.

The continuous gunshots created a huge echo in the narrow terrain, shaking the soil and making people feel frightened.

The noise-canceling headphones did a good job of reducing the deafening sound of gunfire to a level that did not affect calls. None of the AR assault rifles in the hands of the Deltas were equipped with silencers. Jack estimated that they probably did not want to increase the length of the barrel because of the narrow terrain. consider.

Moreover, out of fear of triggering a collapse, they did not use any explosives during the whole process, and did not even throw a single detonation bomb. They only relied on their own strong individual skills and excellent tactical coordination to quickly attack the enemy. Push forward.

Soon there was a fork in the tunnel ahead. Matt was half-crouched at the corner, holding a gun on guard. There were constant gunshots in the fork, and from time to time someone yelled in Spanish, followed by a shrill scream.

Seeing Alejandro, Matt didn't speak. He just tilted his head towards the other side of the road and pointed the direction. The latter patted him on the shoulder and walked over silently.

Jack knew he was there, pulled Jane over and whispered, "Follow him."

Jane had already been taken care of, and she crouched next to Matt, holding her gun and covering her helmet. Her beautiful big eyes looking at Jack were filled with worry, but she didn't say anything.

What should be said and done, she has expressed it very clearly with practical actions in the past two days.

The tunnel ahead became increasingly narrow, so Jack simply carried the obstructing HK417 behind his back, took out the MK24 equipped with a silencer, and accelerated his pace.

"Bang bang!" Two gunshots rang out. Alejandro knocked down a DU dealer who was hiding around the corner and wanted to sneak attack. He looked back at Jack behind him.

"It's too late for you to turn back now. What happens next is not suitable for FBI involvement like you."

Jack bypassed him and said without looking back, "Then don't think of me as an FBI. Just like you, I'm here for personal vendetta. This is no longer federal land, is it?"

Alessandro grinned with a smile that was chilling, as if he couldn't wait to taste the sweetness of the fruit of revenge, "Maybe you are right, the exit is in front, let me see what you are capable of."

The tunnel exit is located in a factory warehouse and is arranged like a ventilation duct. A DU dealer and a Mexican policeman are having a fierce argument next to a police car.

The trunk of the police car was open, and there were more than a dozen bags of unloaded drugs inside. It was obvious that the DU dealer had sensed something was wrong and wanted to use the police car to escape.

The Mexican policeman who was helping the DU dealer transport the drugs obviously didn't understand what was going on. He was still insisting on unloading the drugs in the trunk until the other party took out his pistol and was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands.

"PIU! PIU!" After two inaudible gunshots, the two fell into a pool of blood at the same time.

"Good marksmanship!" Alejandro followed Jack out of the passage, looked at the two bodies that had been shot in the head and fell to the ground, and exclaimed in admiration.

Jack put away the MK24, stepped forward and took out the car keys from the Mexican policeman's pocket. After thinking about it, he took off his uniform jacket and put it on himself.

Throwing his backpack into the passenger seat, he got into the driver's seat and said without any nonsense, "I'll drive, you show the way."

Time was already very tight. Diaz was at least 20 minutes ahead of them. He had completed the previous ninety-nine strokes. He didn't want to make mistakes on this last step.

Alejandro followed and sat in the back seat. When the police car started to drive out of the factory, he took off his hood and put on his headphones again to contact the command center.

"We are here, has the location been confirmed?"

Not long after, Michael's voice came from the earphones of the two at the same time, "I saw you. The target is in the northeast. It seems that you are planning to turn from Route 56 to Route 17."

Jack pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and the Crown police car painted by the Mexican local police roared out of the factory and rushed onto the road in front of him, "Tell me where to get on to Route 17 in France."

"Turn left at the next ramp. If you can maintain the current speed, you can catch up with him in 25 minutes at most." Michael's voice sounded a little too excited.

"How's the situation over there with Matt?" Jack asked Matt, but in fact he was concerned about Jane.

"They are already evacuating. The operation was very successful. They seized at least 200 kilograms of goods, which is enough to cope with the above."

Michael paused and continued, "The most they can do is wait for you until dawn. After dawn, the tunnel will be blasted, and then you will have to find a way to come back on your own."

I trimmed some hairy crabs today, packed them up and enjoyed them. I will try to do as much as possible tomorrow, hehe.