The train moved slowly forward, I don't know how long it took, and finally stopped.
There was the sound of someone unlocking the door outside, and then someone opened the cargo compartment door from the outside. A young man with blond hair looked inside and waved to them.
Brian led everyone out of the carriage. The sky outside was already a little dark, and it looked like it would get dark soon.
After the young man closed the carriage door again, he said something in Ukrainian, and Brian agreed in Ukrainian as well, and then greeted everyone to get into a truck next to him.
On the dark platform, the car lights came on, the young man drove the car, and Brian took the passenger seat. The car started slowly and headed towards the wilderness.
The blond guy must have been arranged by Mashkov, and everyone else was sitting quietly in the back compartment. Alex had already changed into ordinary clothes, and they found a place to throw away the prison uniform.
It was completely dark. They should be in the wilderness. There were no lights around and it was pitch black.
The car drove for about an hour in the dark and arrived at an airstrip. In the distance, a small plane could be seen parked on the runway. The lights on the runway and the plane were very obvious in the darkness.
The car stopped and everyone got out of the car without the boy's instructions. Owen jumped out of the car, then Alex was thrown out, and a group of people escorted Alex to the plane.
The truck turned and left, and the plane door closed. When he entered the plane, he saw Brian greeting the driver. What Owen didn't expect was that the driver turned out to be Jim, Brian's old friend from that concert.
A member of Sam's security team.
"Hey Owen, I heard you guys are going to do something, I can't wait..."
Jim saw Owen and said familiarly, and Owen also said hello to him.
The door closed, the sound of the propeller engine became louder and louder, and the plane began to taxi and fly into the sky.
Under the moonlight, the scenery outside the plane is clearly visible.
Alex leaned against the porthole, and the scenery outside changed from land to ocean. Alex's face looked a little excited. He knew that he was finally leaving the United States. Beyond this sea was Colombia, and no one could do it there.
hurt him.
"Everyone, tell the truth, do you want to work with me? You are very strong, both in terms of combat ability and brains. I want to hire you..."
Alex said excitedly that he really felt that these people were strong. Even if they were enemies of each other, he had to admit this. It was not something ordinary people could do to rescue him from such a desperate situation.
.
But what greeted him was awkward silence. Some people didn't even look at him and simply closed their eyes.
Brian stayed in the cockpit and chatted with Jim, and everyone in the cabin remained silent.
After ASH did a simple division of labor, the others began to sleep.
They had been so busy robbing people these past two days that they hardly had a good night's sleep. After going to Colombia, there would definitely be a fierce battle to be fought, and ASH knew that everyone must seize the time to replenish their physical strength.
Owen also fell into a deep sleep. Last night, he and Qie were working on bombs, so they only slept for four hours. When he woke up again, the plane was about to land.
"Oh, welcome to Colombia~~~~"
Jim's strange scream came from the front, and he didn't know where this guy got so energetic. Of all the people in the cabin, only Silly Baitian was more excited. It seemed that she was not talking nonsense when she thought Colombia was a good place.
Owen leaned up to the porthole and looked out. The sky had cleared up slightly. It seemed that they had been flying all night.
The outside is also a deserted place. The weeds beside the runway have grown to half the height of a person.
But this is understandable. Judging from the situation, there is a high probability that their flight will not have formal procedures. If they dare to land at the airport in Bogota, the police will probably have cuffs ready for them before they land.
The plane stopped and the door opened.
As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Sam and Wright waiting outside.
"Hey buddy, long time no see. I heard your little girlfriend was kidnapped by a damn Colombian drug lord, hahaha..."
As soon as Owen landed, Sam came up to give him a hug, and Wright next to him even joked exaggeratedly.
Owen won't explain to him, he knows this guy's character too well, and the more he explains, the more endless he becomes.
This guy is also a weird guy. He is obviously a tall and rough guy, but he has a heart burning with the fire of gossip in his body.
"Hi, Sam, Wright, it's great to meet you..."
Irving hugged the two of them one by one, and then introduced ASH and others to them. Later, Brian appeared and old friends met, and naturally there was another hug.
"Man, we finally have to act together again, haha, long live the Rangers..."
The last words, "Long live the Rangers", were actually spoken by several people at the same time. Only then did Owen realize that these guys were not only colleagues, but also comrades from the same army. No wonder they had such a good relationship, and they could accompany them from birth to death with just one phone call...
This piqued Owen's interest, and he wanted to inquire about it, but now was not the time.
There were two cars parked beside the runway, and the group got in the car again and set off again.
In the first car, Sam was driving and Brian was sitting in the passenger seat.
"How is it going?"
"There has been a change. After the CIA operation, Brancato Montel became a lot more careful. Now he no longer lives in Bogota and has returned to his hometown in Cali, which is his territory, where even
The government can’t even do anything to him..."
Transferred?
Brian frowned, that meant that all the information they collected earlier was useless, but there was nothing they could do about it. Goddess of Destiny was like this, accidents were always everywhere.
"Now I have contacted a friend. His people are watching over there for us. He is a leader of the Colombian resistance organization..."
Brian was noncommittal.
"Is it reliable?"
"Reliable. I have worked with them many times. These people are staunch Colombian nationalists. They not only resist the government but also the drug lords.
The Montel family has arrested many people in the past two years in order to expand their drug business, especially near their hometown of Cali.
They used the local warlords they had won over and their own personal armed forces to force those they captured to process cocaine in drug factories day and night.
Many people die every day. Most of the members of the resistance organizations have more or less hatred against the drug lords. Compared to the government, their hatred for the drug lords is stronger, so they agreed to join as soon as I told them...
"
The car quickly drove to Sam's temporary base, and Owen finally met the friend of the resistance organization he mentioned.
Bridge Qasim, this is the leader of a small resistance organization called "Glory", with only more than fifty members.
Sam introduced both parties, and Bridge said: "Shortly after you left in the morning, a group of people came, about 10 people, who looked like mercenaries. They were escorting a woman, who must be your friend, by the way.
, I took photos..."
Bridge said and handed over a photo. Although it was a bit far away and her facial features were not clear, everyone recognized at a glance that it was Monica in the photo.
"Where is she being held?"
Eager and a little excited, everyone was refreshed when they got the news about Monica when they arrived, but what Bridge gave next was not good news.
"I don't know. We don't have any internal agents in the villa, and we don't know the structure inside. We are not sure where your friend is being held. But generally speaking, this kind of villa does not have a special private prison, so it may be