fictionpage Chapter 555 Intelligence War (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 555 Intelligence War (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 555 Intelligence War (asking for monthly ticket)
[Ultimate goal: Capture Audiravi alive, obtain the mysterious sonic weapon and the clues behind it, and in this operation, control the number of our casualties to less than 2! ] (Extremely difficult!)
The moment Gu Ji heard these words, the last mission requirement of the Glory Level suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Captain Lei!"
The others turned in the direction where the sound came from and saw Lei Wanshan walking down the stairs.
Lei Wanshan nodded and continued, "Director Weng will find a way to solve the diplomatic issues, and weapons and equipment will also be replenished. We only need to capture Audilavi alive, find his sonic weapons, and bring them back to the country."
"That's great!"
Gao Bo and Wu Kang looked at each other.
This is a reflection of the sufficient logistical support. All troublesome matters have dedicated people to solve them, and they only need to concentrate on completing the "battle".
"but……"
Just when everyone was about to grin.
Lei Wanshan suddenly changed the subject.
"The intelligence analysis team of the Joint Operations Command Center has repeatedly studied that no matter how cautious we are, as long as the operation begins, the intelligence will be leaked about 15 minutes later. In other words, we are likely to face competition from the Delta, Los Zetas drug cartel, and local gangs in Guatemala."
"That means we only have a 15-minute time advantage."
Gu Ji narrowed his eyes and began to calculate secretly in his mind.
"What's the big deal? Delta is not a god. Why should we..."
After the confrontation on the hillside this morning, Gao Bo no longer takes the delta seriously.
The air support firepower is the same, the personnel and equipment of both sides are similar, and no one has one more head than the other. At most, it's one for one, which is not a loss!
Ye Xiaoshu added at this time: "Guatemala has a better relationship with the United States. If we enter Guatemala to fight, Delta's air support will probably be faster than ours!"
After these words were spoken, Gao Bo fell silent.
That's right.
Compared with these combat personnel, heavy firepower military equipment such as armed helicopters are difficult to cross the border easily and are extremely complicated to deal with.
"So, this is a very tough battle. We only have a 15-minute head start. We don't know whether Audilawi has left the secret base yet. The intelligence is not clear. Everything needs to be decided after we arrive at the scene."
Lei Wanshan glanced at everyone one by one, and his tone gradually became heavier:
"However, everyone present here is an elite in the national public security system, and has experienced many baptisms of gunfire and blood. We have come this far in Operation Ming Snake. At this final moment, we must not let down the team. The Joint Command Operations Center has made its position clear and will give us the greatest support. I only have one request, to complete the mission and return home safely. Can you do it?"
"able!!"
Everyone straightened their backs instantly and shouted in unison.
"Chen Zhiyu, please continue speaking!"
"Yes, Captain Lei."
Chen Zhiyu nodded, attached the map to the whiteboard with a magnet, and marked it with a marker: "Our target point this time is the tropical rainforest on the border between Mexico and Guatemala. It is a virgin forest with dense vegetation and a complex environment. There are no roads, and the combat environment is very difficult."
"Luckily, Lao Xiao taught us how to fight in the rainforest at CTOC, otherwise it would be really difficult..."
Wu Kang listened to the information and whispered something in Gu Ji and Gao Bo's ears.
As special police, they are only good at urban combat. They learned mountain combat after the Jinbang training. This is sufficient for an area like Ningzhou, which has a high latitude geographical location and no rainforest environment.
But Gu Ji is different.
Not to mention that he had already experienced complex rainforest combat at the Mexican air crash level, the tactical knowledge system of the Blade Anti-Terrorist Special Operations Brigade alone was enough for him to use flexibly.
"Due to the ease of travel in the border area, a large number of drug dealers and gangs have gathered here. The Mexican government has sent heavy troops to guard it many times, but unfortunately it still has no effect. Bribery and assassinations are commonplace here. It is a serious high-risk area."
As he spoke, Chen Zhiyu took out three documents and pasted them on top. "So, this time, in addition to being careful of the Delta and Los Zetas killers, the focus is on this MS gang. Guatemala is the country with the fifth highest murder rate in the world, and the gangs are extremely rampant. Almost everyone has an AK, and their combat capabilities are no less than those of the drug dealers!
In addition, there is one more thing we need to note. Although we can enter the country of Guatemala for operations, it does not mean that the Guatemalan government will definitely stand on our side. Since we and the CIA are both competing for Audiravi, there is no guarantee that the Guatemalan government will not be tempted. They may also send special forces to participate!"
"Wow, five factions, that's one more than playing mahjong, let's have a big brawl?"
Gao Bo couldn't help but make a joke.
"Okay, no matter what, my primary tactical goal is very simple, which is to make good use of the 15-minute head start advantage and catch Audilawi in advance!"
When Lei Wanshan said this, he first looked at Gu Ji.
But Gu Ji turned to look at Du Shi, who was sitting next to him and listening to the class seriously. "Then, the key to whether this operation will be successful lies in this..."
The combat meeting is over.
Gu Ji and others began to organize the basic equipment.
Considering the complex jungle environment and the need to travel long distances to search, as well as the huge consumption of physical energy due to the special skills, he specially brought a lot of energy bars this time.
Time flies.
After Lei Wanshan received the news that they could set off, he immediately called everyone together and prepared to board the assault vehicle to head to the nearest military airport.
Before leaving.
Chen Zhiyu suddenly caught up and grabbed Gu Ji's arm.
Seeing this, Gao Bo and Li Yanan stopped.
"You guys go up and wait for me."
Gu Ji asked the others to go first, then turned around and looked at the girl, "Why, is there anything else?"
"Gu Ji, you..."
Chen Zhiyu pointed.
I really don't know if this guy is born to be incompatible with me. The first sentence made her so angry that she almost exploded. But when she thought about the reason why she came to find him, she forced herself to hold it back and said, "Be careful!"
"That's it, got it!"
Gu Ji waved his hand and turned to leave.
Chen Zhiyu was left standing there alone, his face as red as a tomato.
But what she didn't know was.
The next second after Gu Ji turned around, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
After he got into the car and closed the door, the armed police stepped on the accelerator, and a small convoy consisting of assault vehicles and off-road vehicles left the safe house and drove towards the Michoacan military airport.
A young Mexican kid in plain clothes watched the car turn the corner and disappear at the intersection, and immediately picked up the phone, "Tell the gentleman, they are leaving, the license plate number is..."
"understood."
Inside an office building in Mexico City.
A white-collar worker in tie took off his headphones and ran to the general manager's office with a handwritten note.
In the office area of the entire floor, there are a large number of staff members wearing headphones, monitoring the telephone and controlling the intelligence of the entire Mexico.
That's right.
This is the disguised and transformed intelligence center of Los Zetas.
The white-collar worker opened the door.
There were three people sitting inside. One of them, a fat and a strong one, were Escamilla and his brother Françoise. The middle-aged gray-haired man wearing a dark blue suit and looking like a lawyer, sitting behind the desk in front, was the king of Mexican underground intelligence: Sedo!
"Mr. Saido, our people saw that Xiaguo has started to take action. This is their license plate number. It is currently under our surveillance!"
"It seems that they have already pried open Guajardo's mouth..."
"Zizizi... 0384 Tower, aircraft callsign, departure guide is ready, turn left after takeoff, maintain runway heading, climb to 500 fit feet..."
A suburban villa in northern Mexico City.
An American man wearing black-framed glasses overheard a conversation at the airport. His pupils shrank and he quickly took off his monitoring headset and grabbed the notebook next to him. He could not find the flight for that time in the list of scheduled takeoffs.
So he turned around and shouted, "Team Leader, I monitored the Michoacan military airport and a military transport plane took off temporarily!"
"Let me see!"
A middle-aged team leader with a big belly hurried over, grabbed the monitoring headphones on the table and put them to his ears.
That's right, they are the intelligence outpost set up by the CIA in Mexico.
After confirming the authenticity of the information, the middle-aged team leader seemed to be aware of something. "It seems that Xia Fang has already taken some action. Quick, report this information to the Intelligence Department immediately..."
“Thump, thump…”
The Ministry of National Defense building in the capital of Guatemala.
In the corridor, a thin middle-aged official, holding a document, was walking quickly towards the innermost office. The nameplate on the door read: Office of the Minister of Defense.
"Mr. Minister, the latest news is that Xia and the United States have applied to enter our territory to carry out arrest operations, and the target is the same person, the Mexican drug lord: Odilavi!"
The subordinate pushed the door open and without even having time to say an opening remark, he hurriedly placed the documents in front of him.
The Minister of Defense was a middle-aged man with gray hair named Toso.
He picked up his glasses from the side, put them on, and looked at the document carefully.
"It is suspected of being a clue to a major drug trade. Haha, is this a lie? Only a child would believe it, right?"
"Minister, that's right. According to our intelligence investigation, this Odilavi is the core figure in the Mexican drug war. He escaped from prison five days ago. He is suspected to have a high-tech device in his hand that can use sound waves to make people who hear it lose their combat ability!"
The subordinate nodded in cooperation, and then told all the information he knew truthfully.
Toso closed the document, took off his glasses and threw them aside. "Since the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has agreed to their entry into the country to arrest them, we can't stop them. However, this high-tech weapon doesn't necessarily have to fall into the hands of these two countries. Even if they can't keep it in the end, we can still exchange it for more resources from the two countries."
Having said this, he picked up the phone on the table.
"Help me connect to the Special Operations Division, Ahmed, and have Kabilis stand by for special missions..."
"Mr. Yassen, I just received news that the US seems to have begun investigating the Guatemalan gang profile!"
Inside an armed pickup truck driving on the highway south of Mexico City.
Jin Zhijiu put down his phone and immediately reported to Yasen who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Yasen frowned slightly:
"Is the news accurate?"
"That's right, my colleague at the South Korean National Intelligence Service told me this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yasen felt his phone vibrate.
The next second, he saw a blue globe appear on the screen.
"You said you could get a plane in Mexico, old Jock?"
"Yasen, what are you doing?"
When the driver Jock heard this, he couldn't help but look at his old friend beside him with vigilance.
To know.
In the past few days, everything that Yasen and his men did was dangerous, so much so that when he heard the name "plane", what he subconsciously thought of was, could it be that they were going to tie up explosives and bomb some drug trafficking organization?
“I’m going to Chiapas, now!”
"Chiapas? Isn't that the southern border of Mexico..."
After retiring, Jock lived in Mexico for twelve years, so he naturally knew what that place was like. "Yasen, listen to my advice. There are many drug dealers and gangs there. Even the border police and the army are in cahoots with them. It's very dangerous!"
"I know, so I won't ask you to go with me this time, you just need to give me a plane!"
Faced with Yasen's repeated insistence.
Jock had no choice but to compromise and agreed, "Okay, my wife's brother is a wealthy businessman. After the drug war, he took his family to the United States. I know there is a fixed-wing aircraft on his farm. However, let's not talk about whether it has enough fuel to support you to fly to Chiapas. We don't have a pilot, and even starting it is a problem!"
"Don't worry, as long as you can find a plane for me, I can find a way to make it fly!"
Yasen narrowed his eyes and said seriously.
When Jock heard this, his eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Don't be ridiculous, Yasen, you are a member of the Jungle Expeditionary Force, not the Air Force, how can you fly a plane!"
"I learned it later, isn't that okay?"
Yassen retorted casually.
After experiencing the Mexico air crash, he retained the skills of flying civil airliners in his mind. At that time, he was also very curious about why he suddenly mastered skills that he had never understood before.
It was not until he came into contact with Unit 7472 that he suddenly realized the truth.
So, during that period, he also found an aviation flight base and studied this knowledge in a systematic way.
Although I am not yet able to fully fly a civil airliner, I am more than capable of handling aircraft like small fixed-wing aircraft!
“Boom…”
Four p.m.
Southern Mexico, 8500 meters above sea level.
A military grey Spanish C-295M tactical transport aircraft flies over Chiapas state.
Rear cabin.
A special warfare soldier dressed in black and gray camouflage combat uniform, wearing an eagle tactical mask and holding a fully equipped M4 assault rifle, was standing at the tail of the plane, watching the cabin door in front of him slowly open, letting a ray of orange sunset shine on his face.
Exactly, Gu Ji!!
"Altitude 80, wind direction 330, wind speed 10, 30 seconds to prepare!"
(End of this chapter)