Major Michelle, who was sitting aside, seemed to notice that Qin Fei's expression was a little strange, so he asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Qin Fei couldn't explain it at once, but he always felt something strange in his heart.
The back of the traffic policeman riding a motorcycle kept popping up in my mind...
After a while, Qin Fei seemed to remember something, suddenly pressed down the car window, stretched his head and looked towards the back of the motorcade.
Behind the convoy, there was no traffic policeman to follow.
"Did something happen?"
"There's something wrong with the policeman who opened the road ahead..."
"What's wrong?"
"His..." Qin Fei thought hard. Suddenly, a flash of light pierced the chaos in his mind. He screamed in a low voice: "Something is going to happen. There is something wrong with the traffic policeman who drove ahead just now."
Michelle subconsciously put her hand on the holster: "What do you mean?"
"His gun!" Qin Fei remembered that when he came out of the airport, he observed the surrounding environment and the police.
He remembered all the times the police seemed to be using a new Galil assault rifle.
Galil assault rifles are produced in Israel and have always been standard equipment for the military. Colombia has imported many Galil ACE assault rifles for use by various police forces. This type of firearm is used in armies and police forces around the world.
It's not very common, so Qin Fei took a second look at it before.
It is because of these two eyes that Qin Fei saved his life!
Because the reason why he just felt that something was wrong with the traffic policeman who overtook the convoy on his motorcycle was because of the assault rifle hanging on his back.
That gun was no longer the Galil ACE assault rifle that Qin Fei saw outside the airport, but an M41A carbine without a hanging rail or scope. It was slightly similar in appearance, except for the position of the receiver cover and the ammunition.
The difference in the box is larger, so if you don't look carefully, you can easily think that the Galil ACE assault rifle is a bare M4A1 carbine.
"Major Gerald, please stop the convoy immediately." Michelle trusted Qin Fei's judgment. Without saying a word, she immediately informed the commander of the police mobile patrol unit in proficient Spanish, "Responsible for clearing the way for the convoy.
There’s something wrong with the alert traffic police!”
"What's the problem?!" Gerald felt that the female soldier in front of him was a little nervous. You know, although Cali is not a particularly safe city, at least he brought so many men on the streets of the city.
After passing by, there shouldn't be any security issues.
"The traffic policeman in front has the wrong gun. He is carrying an M4A1 carbine, and you should all be using Galil ACE assault rifles, right?"
"No, no, no, you are mistaken." Gerald waved his hands, denying Michelle's doubts: "Our police department also uses M4A1 carbines, including our mobile patrol teams. Although the procurement of these weapons is a bit chaotic,
But their calibers are the same, so the bullets are common. The purchasing department purchased different firearms for this reason. You are overthinking it. Maybe he originally used the Galil ACE assault rifle, but it looks somewhat similar to the M4A1.
That’s all.”
Qin Fei saw that Major Gerald Balabala had been talking to Michelle like a myna for a long time, but there was no actual action.
He expected that this guy would definitely not trust his own judgment and Michelle's doubts, and felt that this was questioning the ability of their police department.
However, Qin Fei never expected that in fact Gerald did not feel that Michelle and his doubts had damaged the reputation of the police force at all. In fact, he was thinking about his own face.
Because Major Gerald didn't know what kind of guns the two traffic policemen who came today were carrying.
The mobile patrol force and the traffic police belong to different departments. They were only temporarily paired together for some reason. They usually didn't have much interaction with each other, so when two traffic policemen who were not his acquaintances came over, Gerald didn't pay attention at all.
Look a few more times, because after all, I am a major commander and I am dealing with embassy liaison officers like Bell. Who cares about what weapons the traffic police sent to cooperate with the work today are carrying?
But he couldn't say it directly, because he was a commander after all, and it would make him somewhat embarrassed if he didn't even notice the details.
In this case, it is better to refuse to admit it.
Major Gerald's bureaucracy broke out, and he spread his hands and looked at Michelle with an expression of "Don't you believe me?"
Qin Fei touched Major Michel with his elbow and asked quietly: "What is this curly hair talking about?"
"He said that there are Galil ACE assault rifles and M4A1s in the police department, so we think we were wrong..." The expression on Michelle's face told Qin Fei that she didn't believe this either, which seemed a bit unfair.
Reliable Major Gerard.
Qin Fei suddenly became angry.
But he soon calmed down. This is Colombia now, and it is his territory. There is no benefit in falling out with a bureaucrat like Gerald.
Qin Fei has become much more mature than before. The experience of more than a year has transformed him, at least from an ordinary soldier of the special forces to a commander.
Unfortunately, he did not understand Spanish. Qin Fei had to ask for help from Michelle, suppressing his anger and said: "Major, I guarantee that I can still tell the difference between the Galil ACE assault rifle and the M4A1. Tell this damn idiot that if he doesn't
When he stopped the car, I pointed the gun at his head to tell him to stop quickly, otherwise he would be making a fool of everyone's lives."
The traffic policeman guiding the car was replaced. This is a big or small matter.
At least in Qin Fei's view, maybe danger is nearby.
The darkness of the sky has gradually dimmed, with less than a third of the setting sun remaining. The light has become even darker. Lights have been turned on in some places around the streets, and the neon photos on the shops have begun to flash in a variety of colors.
If there is an attack, now is a good opportunity.
Michelle did not directly translate Qin Fei's hot words to Gerald. In terms of diplomacy, she is better than Qin Fei. After all, she has participated in various actions in various countries in various capacities in MI17 all year round.
, sometimes she would also attend meetings in order to collect intelligence for herself. She knew very well how to deal with these South American bureaucrats.
"Major Gerald." Michelle used another way to confirm, "How about this. Do you know the names of the two colleagues who guided the motorcycle today?"
"Well..." Jerad's oily face suddenly turned red.
He didn't even know the name of the person he sent...
Because these two traffic policemen reported directly to the door of their patrol team's office building this morning, the officers on duty had already verified their identities.
As for himself, he just waved his hands and set off, without paying any attention or asking their names...
"Major Gerald, you can deliberately give a false name and call the guide motorcycle in front to see if he answers..." Michelle euphemistically said: "If he even gives a false name, then it proves that there is something wrong with him.
Yes, let me remind you that the city of Cali is in the province of Cauca. As far as I know, this is not a safe paradise. Just at the beginning of the year, tourists were kidnapped by guerrillas. Am I right?"
Gerald suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat on his back. Michelle saw through that he didn't know his name at all, so his little hesitation was not enough to panic him. Instead, Michelle reminded him,
The city of Cali is not a quiet paradise. Although it is not hell, it is very close to hell - the guerrilla branch of the FARC is active in the jungle outside the city.
Picking up the car's intercom microphone, Gerald pressed the call button.
"This is the commander, Major Gerald. Calling the trooper in charge of guiding the vehicle, Corporal Benitez. If you hear me, please answer."
After releasing the call button, two rustling sounds came from the speaker of the car intercom, and then it became quiet.
"This is the commander, Major Gerald. Calling the trooper in charge of guiding the vehicle, Corporal Benitez. If you hear me, please answer."
Major Gerald repeated the call again, this time.
There was still silence on the car radio, and no one answered the major commander.
He seemed to realize that there was something wrong. He sat up straight in his seat, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy. (To be continued)