National Police Anti-Terrorism Special Task Force Base.
The motorcade with flashing police lights filed in and stopped in the open space.
This is a closed base, with everything around it connected to the power grid. The buildings are not high, most of them only have two or three floors. There is a large open space in the middle, and there is a large training ground at the back.
As soon as they got off the bus, everyone saw a man wearing black anti-terrorism tactics standing in the open space. Behind him were several soldiers wearing the same clothes and black berets with their hands behind their backs and their chests held out - they looked much better than before.
The police officers in the mobile patrol unit should look more impressive. At least it can be seen from a glance that they are well-trained and not just some embroidered pillows.
Is this the National Police Anti-Terrorism Special Task Force?
Qin Fei thought to himself.
"Good evening! I am Lieutenant Colonel Mario, the commander of the anti-terrorism team." The person took the initiative to extend his hand.
Michelle stepped forward to shake hands with the other party and said at the same time: "Hello, sir, I am Major Michelle, the operational commander of the British Empire's anti-terrorism department."
Qin Fei stood where he was, looking at the tall and thin lieutenant colonel.
He remembered what Mist said. In Colombia, you can never tell who is a soldier and who is a thief.
This lieutenant colonel looks tall and thin, with dark skin. You can tell at a glance that he is a person who often conducts military training. The forearms exposed outside the anti-terrorism uniform do not seem to have much subcutaneous fat, and the muscle stripes are clearly visible. It can be seen that this
He is not the kind of fat-minded police officer like Gerald before.
Mario's facial features are exquisite, with sharp edges and deep eye sockets, and he seems to have some European ancestry. There are no epaulettes on his shoulders, and there are no common logos of special forces on his arms. He only has a black beret with a red shield.
The cap badge, the pattern on the cap badge looks like a kneeling muscular man throwing a spear, which seems to be some kind of symbol.
The lieutenant colonel's first impression on Qin Fei was very good. At least he didn't look like the kind of shady police officer who got into troubled waters.
What makes Qin Fei happiest is that this guy speaks pure English, at least he can't speak the same language when communicating with him.
"Welcome to Colombia." Mario showed a smile. His teeth were very white and neat. Members of the special forces generally have few physical defects. After all, their tasks require higher physical requirements, such as underwater.
During combat, if you are missing a tooth, it will not do you any good while holding on to your respirator.
"Colombia's welcome ceremony was really special and we were deeply impressed." Michelle's words were filled with bones.
After all, Bell's death deeply troubled her.
The incident of being ambushed was very strange. Apart from the British Embassy, only the Colombian police involved in the operation knew the route from the airport to the base.
As a result, they were attacked not long after entering the city, and many people died. This made it difficult for the police to clear their suspicions.
Mario's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
"For what just happened, on behalf of the police, I would like to express our sincere apologies, and for the death of Mr. Bell, we will submit a corresponding written apology to the Embassy of Guigou from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Lieutenant Colonel Mario seemed neither arrogant nor humble, and added: "From now on, I guarantee that this kind of thing will not happen. There are strict security measures in this base, and the combat guerrillas of our anti-terrorism team are very aware that they
He won’t play the egg-and-stone game with us easily.”
After saying that, he looked over Michelle's shoulders and glanced towards Qin Fei and others.
"Is there a gentleman named Qin Fei here?"
Qin Fei nodded and walked a few steps forward and came to Mario: "Lieutenant Colonel, I am Qin Fei."
"Ah, it's like this. Just before you guys came, a mercenary team came here. They didn't hold weapons, but they identified themselves as your subordinates. I have received notification from my superiors before, saying that you will have a mercenary team here.
A mercenary team was sent to cooperate with our operations, so I placed them in the dormitory."
He pointed to a row of buildings on the right.
The lights were brightly lit there, and around the building, many members of the anti-terrorism force were patrolling with guns.
This situation does not seem to be protection, but surveillance.
"Yes, they are my people. We have sent the photos to you before..." Qin Fei pointed to the location of the dormitory: "It seems that the lieutenant colonel doesn't seem to trust my men."
"No way, in Colombia, if you are careful, you will live longer." Mario said with a smile, "After you personally confirm their identities, I will have everyone evacuate."
Qin Fei was not angry about this, but secretly admired Mario's meticulous style of conduct.
"In this case, let's take you to the dormitory where you rest first. The conditions here are a little rough, so please make do with it." Lieutenant Colonel Mario added: "By the way, I can let Mr. Qin confirm who I am."
After saying that, he took a few steps forward and took the initiative to lead the way.
"Lieutenant Colonel Mario, where are my people?" Michelle asked, "They should have been in place long ago."
Mario said: "Yes, they have been here for several days. In the past few days, we have been collecting intelligence on the Garcia Group and FARC guerrillas. At their current location, we have determined that they are in the jungle through satellites and drones.
But there are two camps in total, one is the base of Garcia’s drug lord group and the other is the base of FACR. We can’t confirm which camp the hostages you need to rescue are in.”
"How is the force distribution between the two bases?" Michelle asked.
"There are about two hundred people in Garcia's camp, and there are more than five hundred people in FACR's camp, which is very difficult to deal with." Mario said: "Our special task force sent thirty people this time, and Mr. Qin and you
My men put up a total of fifty people. In other words, we only have eighty people."
Having said this, Mario turned his head and looked at Michelle, and then at Qin Fei.
He seemed to want to observe whether Michelle and Qin Fei would be a little frightened when they heard that there were so many people.
However, he soon found that he was a little disappointed. Neither Qin Fei nor Michelle could find a trace of fear on their faces.
Qin Fei pursed his lips and said to Michelle: "My people can deal with one of the camps. If it is FACR's camp, I need people to cooperate. After all, there are too many people on the other side and it is easy to enter. The best time to retreat is
South end.”
This is general tactical common sense.
This operation is not an encirclement and suppression operation, but a rescue operation.
But the prerequisite is that Qin Fei agrees to Colombia's conditions - to kill Garcia.
It seems that the government has lost its last patience with this extremely arrogant drug lord, just like Pablo of the Medellin Cartel. Although the drug trade is difficult to ban in Colombia for a while, letting a drug lord become big is too much limelight.
Strong, that is not what politicians want to see.
"We'll meet up later and discuss it together. I think for now let's see what useful information we have on hand." Michelle breathed a sigh of relief: "Today is really a difficult day..."
Qin Fei knew that there was something in Michelle's words. She was under great pressure. Hugo was seriously injured, Joyce died, and she lost another embassy liaison officer just after arriving in Colombia. It was really a leak in the house and it rained all night.
"Okay, I'll follow the lieutenant colonel to identify my people first, and I'll find you later."