"AhhSitting on the bed, Garcia felt as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.When he returned from Mexico last month, he knew he was in a huge maelstrom.As a drug lord, he really doesn't want to get involved in the of anti-terrorism and great power fighting, but as the boss of the largest drug lord group in Colombia at the moment, Garcia can't help himself.The death of CIA Commissioner Mr.
D, as well as the death of Oleksei, the son of the Russian AFIA chief Ivan the Great, and even his biggest partner in Mexico, Vinit, was blown up on the river.D's death means that the drug trafficking network originally built by the "Flying Eagle Project" in South America is on the verge of rupture, and he has been deeply involved in it.Morris, a figure who is very important to both the Flying Eagle Project and the Black Sun organization, is in his own hands, and Garcia must make a choice.He originally wanted to join the "Flying Eagle Project", because even the largest drug lord group in Colombia still has a hard time fighting against a mysterious power organization hidden in the political and military circles, and the power is huge.Even Pablo, the leader of the Medellín Group, could not escape the CIA's pursuit.Garcia's original idea was very simple, to join the "Flying Eagle Project" and draw a line with the "Black Sun Organization" that was responsible for the sale of drug networks and had fallen out with the Flying Eagle Project, but he soon found that the situation was not as simple as he imagined.Mr.
D's identity is finally revealed, and Garcia's hope and the "Flying Eagle Project" are instantly disappointed.Through intelligence channels, Garcia learns Mr.
D's true identity.Mr.
D, whose original name is George Dan, is a senior commissioner in the CIA Administration Division and a member of the Flying Eagle Program.His ostensible job is to coordinate with the DEA and the military special forces to fight South American drug lords, but in fact, Mr.
D uses the law enforcement authority of the DEA department to lead the special forces of the US military to eliminate drug lords who do not obey the command of the Flying Eagle Project organization, change agents, and use the funds obtained from drug trafficking to carry out global activities.The most important thing is not this, but Dan George's parents.In particular, his father, Walton George, was a veteran member of the Flying Eagle Project, a senior member of the Defense Intelligence Council, and had served in the Navy before retiring as an officer.For the death of his son, old George was furious, this son is his most valued and favorite son, it can be said that the reason why D is put in such a dangerous position is to let him get some promotion qualifications, not only in the intelligence agency can rise to the top, but also in the "Flying Eagle Project" can also be promoted to the membership level.But now, his son is dead, and George Sr. is so desperate that he vows to kill everyone who is responsible for his son's death.Of course, this also includes Garcia himself.As a result, it seems that the channel for surrendering to the "Flying Eagle Project" has been blocked.Garcia had to find another way, but Fan Tianlong of the Black Sun Organization contacted Garcia at this time and promised to provide him with security, on the condition that Garcia hand over Morris to himself.Although Garcia knew that the strength of the Black Sun Organization was extremely great, because Black Sun could easily kill Zhang Lan, the Asian poison queen, he was also afraid that he could deal with himself.As for the security guarantee proposed by Fan Tianlong, Garcia was still a little hesitant.After all, a dark underground organization cannot be compared with an old power organization like the "Flying Eagle Project", one is like a powerful group standing at the top of the power pyramid, and the other is just a leader in the dungeon who cannot see the light of day.Soon, though, Garcia realized that he had no way out.One day, when he was about to get into the car, he suddenly found that he had forgotten the chain he had been carrying with him, it was a chain that had been prayed for by a wizard, and Garcia felt that wearing it would keep him safe.After so many years of being at the head of the Colombian drug cartel, Garcia has always believed that this bracelet has brought it good luck.Just as he turned to enter the door to get the bracelet, the car parked outside the yard exploded violently as soon as it started.This explosion made him wake up completely.It is no longer possible to take refuge in the Flying Eagle Project, and George Sr. is afraid that he has already begun to attack himself.That night, Garcia personally called Fan Tianlong, and the two talked in detail for a full hour.Morris handed it over to Fan Tianlong, who promised that he would let the Flying Eagle Organization stop within three months and stop all threats to the Garcia Group and the Black Sun Organization.This promise was the only lifeline Garcia could get.These days, he found that depending on the situation did not seem to be so simple, according to his own intelligence, the special forces of A and the special forces of I17 were all in Colombia, and it seemed that the focus was on Morris.Garcia spent a lot of time in Ontario and then in Cali, and finally found himself surrounded by more and more suspicious signs, as if he was being watched.He had no choice but to appeal for help to his allies, the FACR guerrillas, and at the suggestion of the FACR guerrillas, he chose to move into the primeval forest.Trimester.Garcia decided to stay in the primeval forest for three months, until he handed over the people to Fan Tianlong, and let the Black Sun Organization and the Flying Eagle Project fight, so that he could at least save his life.Anyway, they are immortals fighting, and they can only watch from the wall.Years of experience in the rivers and lakes have taught Garcia that these things are not something he can or is qualified to be involved in.But what made him even more frightened was that this time Colombia's intelligence department also seemed to have received some rumors, and the anti-narcotics and anti-terrorism departments that had been unable to take him in the past have taken action, the city of Cali is full of patrolling police, and all the intersections in the primeval forest have been blocked.Morris was imprisoned in a camp for the FACR guerrillas, and he just couldn't hand people over.Originally, the people of the Black Sun Organization would wait on the high seas, and when the people were sent to the high seas, naturally someone would come to pick them up.Now the situation is that Garcia is unable to move at all, and is being watched by various police and military soldiers.In particular, some of the spies sent by the FACR guerrillas today have disappeared and have not been heard from so far, which makes both the FACR guerrillas and Garcia feel uneasy.Picking up a towel from the table, Garcia wiped the sweat from his forehead.He irritated himself and took off his T-shirt, picked up a fan and fanned himself desperately.The conditions here are not as good as those in the city, electricity can only be used by generators, and at night there are doubts about the prohibition of the use of electricity and lights, and the mosquitoes here are as dense as bombers in World War II, constantly buzzing in the ears, and it is really devastating to land on the skin and drain a tube of blood at the slightest opportunity.Unable to sleep any longer, he walked to a simple wooden table in his room, picked up his cup and poured himself a cup of cold coffee.Now, this is the only thing that can calm my mind a little."
Boss!"
He had just picked up the cup and brought it to his lips, but the curtain of the tent was lifted by his subordinates."
Something's wrong!""
What's the matter!?"
Garcia's hand shook, and the coffee spilled."
There's a call from FACR, they've received a message from the informant that I17 and the mercenary forces are going to attack their camp soon!"
The subordinate stood in the darkness, his voice trembling."
So......
Did they say we're going to ...... here" "I don't know yet, but Colonel Barnier is already online, and he's telling you to listen to the phone right now. ”The subordinate said as he handed over a satellite phone."
Okay......"
Garcia felt a chill all over, picked up his T-shirt and put it on haphazardly, and took the satellite phone.…… 500 meters outside the camp under a large tree.Qin Fei had already made the final preparations.With every sniping kill, the cerebral cortex as a sniper is always in a state of considerable excitement.The excitement isn't just about the challenge of the mission or the sense of accomplishment you get from successfully sniping and taking out the target, but because you have a sense of being a god – your trigger can make the difference between life and death, and you can judge the end of a person's life like a god.No one doesn't like to be a god.But at the same time, you face a moral condemnation as a human being, you kill a fellow human being, but your complete obedience to the mission as a soldier forces you to do so.The feeling of crossing the gap between the bottom line of morality and the goodness of human nature gives a drug-like feeling, which is why gore and killing can be as addictive as poison.Sure enough, less than three minutes later, the camp was lit up."
Come on......
Qin Fei began to search for Garcia's traces in the scope, he had seen the other party's photos, and he could recognize him even if he spent ashes.Suddenly, the curtain on one of the tents was lifted, and several soldiers hurried out with a guy with a black Mediterranean haircut, slightly fat, and wearing a blue T-shirt.Garcia!
The goal has appeared!
Qin Fei immediately fine-tuned the muzzle of the gun, and the crosshair in the scope lassoed Garcia.However, due to the encirclement of several soldiers, at a distance of more than five hundred meters, Qin Fei still couldn't trap Garcia at once, because Garcia was blocked by the soldiers!
Damn it!
However, since he comes out, he will always show his feet, and the time will always appear!
Qin Fei suppressed his pounding heart, controlling the front sight to always be in the center of the pile of soldiers, as long as Garcia showed his head slightly, he would not hesitate to pull the trigger to complete the task.Unexpected situations always arise inadvertently.Suddenly there was the sound of rumbling propeller air in the sky, and the faint sound of helicopter motors.Qin Fei was taken aback!
Whose helicopter is it!?
It can't be a helicopter from the Colombian anti-terrorist unit, they haven't signaled it themselves and haven't made sure that the mission has been completed, how could they come!?
A huge black shadow swept over Qin Fei's head, and a helicopter flew low above Qin Fei's sniper position, the air currents making the treetops rustle.