Think about it, who has the ability to place an undercover agent next to a person like Garcia?
Only CIA.
The Cornerstone Project is also an operational agency secretly established by the "Eagle Project" using the CIA network.
So this person is most likely someone from the Cornerstone Project, and only they have such a strong interest in Morris.
Angelil is definitely not from the Colombian police or military, because if he were, the government's special forces and the police's anti-terrorist forces would have swept across this camp long ago. There would be no need to rely on MI17, and he would not offer to assassinate Garcia in exchange.
conditions for operating on their turf.
Farke!
Fortunately, he came early, otherwise Morris would have been doomed.
Morris had peed his pants at this moment.
Angelil had just killed two guerrillas beside him with two shots. The bullet shattered the skull and spattered blood and brain matter on the face of the computer genius, scaring him so much that he knelt on the ground and peed his pants in an instant.
"Woooooo-don't kill me! Don't kill me...please don't kill me...I have a lot of money, I can give you money..."
Morris knelt on the ground with a lot of snot and tears. The crystal clear snot hung from the tip of his nose, trembling and dangling in the red firelight, which looked particularly funny.
Qin Fei was once again surprised.
After all, a boy like Morris is a genius. What big scenes have he not seen?
Back then, the systems that were invaded were some of the heavyweight military units. If nothing happened, I would go to the server in the White House office and do a few things. Later, I was recruited by the CIA and given important tasks. I was very brave.
Unexpectedly, this little bit of blood made this guy wet his pants...
Qin Fei almost laughed out loud.
But since it was confirmed that he was from the cornerstone project, Qin Fei had no intention of being polite.
Qin Fei was hostile to the organization "Eagle Project".
First of all, this organization itself is an extreme whiteist organization, not to mention that Black Sun is also a tool they support to deal with China. Although the master and the watchdog are now fighting and biting each other, Qin Fei's hatred for it cannot be eliminated.
Bang bang——
Qin Fei knocked down Angelil, a top-notch agent, with a single shot.
The sound of gunfire made Garcia squat on the ground with his head in his hands.
Morris held his big head with both hands, like a trembling ostrich, and buried his head in the grass on the ground.
Qin Fei cautiously approached Angelil who was lying on the ground. He didn't know whether this guy was dead or not. It would be unsafe to shoot him while he was still alive.
Fortunately, at a distance of thirty meters, Qin Fei's marksmanship is almost impossible to miss.
Angelil was lying on the ground, a large amount of blood foam gushing out from the corner of his mouth, and he could only breathe out but not in.
Qin Fei kicked away his pistol, reached out and took his communication headset in his hand, turned the body over, took off the small black box transmitter from the belt on his back, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Garcia raised his head slightly and took a sneak peek at Qin Fei.
Because Qin Fei's face was painted with jungle paint, his true face could not be seen, and he was wearing camouflage uniforms.
Although the Qin Spaceship wears CP's all-terrain camouflage, the FACR guerrillas only wear ordinary jungle three-color camouflage uniforms, which are not at the same level in terms of grade and function.
But a drug lord like Garcia couldn't tell the difference at all. He thought Qin Fei was a FACR guerrilla.
So he started to point fingers at Qin Fei in Spanish.
Qin Fei couldn't understand Spanish and didn't know what the drug lord leader was talking about.
Fortunately, the helicopter pilot and co-pilot were relieved when they saw Qin Fei, and they also regarded Qin Fei as one of their own.
One of the pilots waved to everyone and spoke a few words in Spanish, seemingly asking everyone to get on the plane and leave this hellish place.
Qin Fei decided not to show off his feelings, and since he regarded himself as one of his own, he would not expose it.
Now is not a good time to reveal your identity. Otherwise, if you linger here, no one can guarantee whether the action team of the Cornerstone Project will arrive, or whether the FACR guerrillas in the camp will find out that something is going on here.
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Qin Fei lifted Morris up from his low voice and pushed the soft-legged crab toward the cabin of the plane.
Garcia also hurriedly climbed onto the plane and urged the pilot to take off quickly.
Qin Fei saw Angelil lying on the ground through the cabin glass. If he hadn't made a sneak attack, he probably wouldn't have killed this top agent so easily.
The agents who can be sent to work as undercover agents in such places are generally extremely good. After all, the Garcia Group is not an ordinary drug lord group. The undercover agents here do not have good and stable psychological quality and strong military capabilities, and they are simply unable to complete their tasks.
of.
It's a pity that such an excellent opponent didn't even have a chance to resist, and died instantly under his own gun.
Even if this guy is unlucky!
There are naturally many benefits to doing this. First, Qin Fei can take the opportunity to capture Morris. This is an unexpected gain that Qin Fei never expected. It can be said that he has searched all over the place and found it without any effort.
Secondly, Garcia is still in the dark. He has no idea that he is the killer who came to kill him, not the angel who saved him from death.
The helicopter slowly rose, and when it was more than ten meters above the ground, a huge fireball exploded on the hilltop opposite the camp, illuminating half of the hillside in the darkness.
Qin Fei knew that the booby traps he had set on the sniper position had been detonated. Those FACR guerrillas had been blown up by broad-blade mines, so they were careful enough, but in the end they got into trouble with him.
In this battle, Qin Fei felt that he had done well enough.
One man managed to control both Garcia and Morris without any damage.
The good luck is so good that it makes people feel like they are in a dream. Qin Fei watched the scenery on the ground gradually shrink, put his hand into his waist, and touched the Glock 18 pistol with a loudspeaker.
Garcia was sitting opposite him, looking as miserable as a dead dog, his blue T-shirt soaked with sweat. The previous rounds of frights had exhausted this once-feared drug lord, and he collapsed on the seat.
In the chair, the figure looked like a broken puppet, looking lifeless at all.
Morris sat on the floor, holding his head and huddled in the corner next to Garcia. The urine stains on this guy's pants were not dry yet, and he kept wiping his face with his sleeves, trying to wipe away the blood stains and brain matter.
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Qin Fei looked at Garcia steadily for a while, then drew his pistol and pointed it at Garcia.
Garcia trembled all over, opened his eyes, and looked at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him.
Morris was also dumbfounded. He didn't understand what was happening in front of him.
In his opinion, why did the FACR guerrilla opposite him point his gun at Garcia again?
Oh shit!
There was a bitter taste in his heart, and his face suddenly wrinkled.
Oh my God! I'm so fucked!
He prayed secretly that tonight's mess had reached the limit of his endurance.
First, in the FACR guerrilla camp, he was suddenly chased into a helicopter like a dog. When he flew here, he was surrounded by a drug lord and a group of vicious soldiers. Then one of the soldiers actually said that he was an undercover agent and instantly killed everyone around him.
People, and let themselves be splattered with blood and brains...
Just when he calmed down, the guy opposite raised his gun again...
"Oh... don't stop it... I've had it..."
He held his head and muttered to himself.
Garcia's eyes were so wide open that he handed it to him.
This is the second plot twist tonight, and it is the second time that one of his own people has shot at him.
"I have money..."
puff--
Before he could finish speaking, the answer was a 9MM warhead.
A hole appeared between Garcia's eyebrows, and he hit the cabin seat hard.
Subsonic bullets have the advantage that they are relatively less powerful, so they do not penetrate the cabin of the aircraft and cause damage to other machinery.
However, the two pilots still noticed changes in the cabin.
The cabin of the Skylark III multi-purpose helicopter is actually not big, and can only seat seven people, so when they turned around, they saw Garcia opposite them, slumped on the seat like dough, staring with a pair of stunned eyes.
Colombia's most powerful drug lord is now exhausted.
Qin Fei turned his gun and aimed it at the two pilots.
"I am just following orders. You are not on the list. As long as you accept my conditions, I can guarantee your life safety. Do you understand what I say?"
"I understand! I understand!" The driver immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"I understand too!" The co-pilot immediately answered.
The pilot was indeed more knowledgeable, and Qin Fei felt a little relieved. He really couldn't fly a helicopter. He was originally worried that the pilots spoke Spanish and he would be unable to communicate, leading to a chaotic pursuit in the end.
Now at least these two guys can speak English, which is good. At least it will be easier for everyone to negotiate terms.
Qin Fei didn't want to die. Killing the pilots would not do him any good, but he had already prepared for the worst. If he really encountered a tough pilot, he could kill the toughest one first and leave the soft one behind.
Anyway, a helicopter can be controlled by a single pilot.
"Now, fly to Cali City, the coordinates are this!"
Qin Fei lifted up the sleeves of his camouflage uniform, revealing the GPS covered inside and tied to his wrist. He pointed at the coordinates on it and said: "Here! Fly towards this coordinate! That is the outskirts of Cali City. After you drop us there, you can
You can fly away, do you understand?"
The two drivers were overjoyed when they heard this!
If they were asked to fly directly to some air force base, I'm afraid they wouldn't be relieved. After all, they are FACR people, and if they are caught by government forces, it is not the guy in front of them who has the final say.
But landing in the countryside is completely different. You have your own plane and can run away immediately.
"Okay, okay! We will do as you say, don't kill us!" the pilot responded immediately.
Qin Fei smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not a murderer." (To be continued)