Ela was still talking in front of the blackboard newspaper when her phone suddenly rang. Ela said a few words in Spanish before hanging up the phone: "Our internal line just sent news that Matt Guzman just kidnapped someone.
An American tourist hid his person in a house in the town of Magers and was contacting the other person's family to ask for ransom. He gave the other person 48 hours, but he himself would not leave that place for at least the next two hours...
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"What are you waiting for?"
This was an opportunity. Guzman's whereabouts could not be known at any time. It was rare for information to come to them as soon as they arrived, although it was only uncertain news.
As for Omega, Owen can make the decision. He looked at Ela and Shepherd. Shepherd shrugged and said it didn't matter. Ela thought about it for a few seconds and finally nodded. The order given to her by her superiors was very clear. Cooperate with the CTU team and give them the necessary
To put it bluntly, Omega is the one who makes the decision.
There is no information on the terrain or the number of people, but it doesn't matter. Catching Guzman is the most important. As long as you capture him, you can ask for information about Mario Sanchez. Two hours is enough.
The Omega men began to change their clothes. Owen opened his backpack and put on his body armor, then long and short weapons, ammunition, grenades, flash bombs...
"Guys, put this on, trust me, you need this over here..."
The shepherd came over with several masks. All the members of the Phantom team had already put them on. The people in Omega all looked at Owen. Except for Ghost, who was accustomed to wearing a skull mask every time he took action, the rest of them wore greasepaint at most when performing tasks.
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"Yes, the shepherd is right. You'd better wear it. It's good for you. I'll tell you in detail on the way..."
Ela also said on the side, Owen nodded, everyone in Omega held one on their heads, carried their weapons and walked towards Saboban outside with the people of the Phantom Team.
The convoy roared out, raising a cloud of dust. Each vehicle was filled with heavily armed elite soldiers, and the vehicle drove towards the checkpoint on the US-Mexico border.
"I must remind you that in Mexico you'd better not let others see your true appearance. This is Mexico, which is much more dangerous than at home. The retaliation of Mexican drug traffickers is very aggressive. There are people who die at the hands of drug traffickers every year.
Tens of thousands of people, including more than 100 police chiefs, mayors, and even governors, ordinary police officers and ordinary people are treated as nothing by the drug cartel. Anyone who goes against them will not end well, even the president. Once they let them
When they see what you look like, they will definitely take revenge, even if your family is far away in the United States."
Ela paused, as if he was afraid that everyone would not believe what he said, and emphasized again: "I am not an alarmist. Drug dealers in Mexico are different from drug dealers in other places. Each of the six major groups has a department responsible for influence.
The mission of this department is to ensure the influence of drug trafficking groups in the government and among ordinary civilians, so they behave so cruelly."
"In Mexico, anti-narcotics is a very dangerous thing. The death rate of anti-narcotics police officers is very high. There are fewer and fewer people willing to engage in this dangerous industry. On the streets, the number of drug dealers far exceeds the number of police officers.
Last year, a large-scale mass grave was discovered in Tamaulipas, Mexico. 1,448 bodies were found in the mass grave, including a large number of anti-drug police officers. This incident shocked the country last year!"
Several people from Omega looked at each other. Mexico is really a lawless place. It dares to openly massacre public officials, including mayors and governors. They knew that Mexico was in chaos before, but they really didn't expect that it would reach this level. Although many things have happened
The intelligence they collected had been mentioned before, but the shock was far less powerful than Ela's personal description.
"We are working with the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency this time. It is a relatively clean, ordinary police department. Those police officers have either been bribed by drug dealers, or they hide far away and are unwilling to get involved in such things.
The Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency and the Mexican Maritime and Land Administration are probably the only departments that are willing to sincerely fight against drugs. The identities of all members of the Drug Enforcement Administration are kept confidential, and no one except the president can check them.
Every member inside is a victim of drugs. Their family members have either been killed by drug dealers or have been harmed by drugs for a long time. Everyone is ready to sacrifice when they enter the Drug Enforcement Bureau. But at the same time, they
He is also a thorn in the flesh of drug dealers. Once his identity is revealed, not only will he not survive, but his whole family will be brutally killed by drug dealers."
"How could the drug dealers know their identities?"
"Haha, it's easy. Drug dealers offer rewards. If you provide the identity of a Drug Enforcement Administration officer, you can get a lot of money. There are a lot of people willing to do it. And many people in government departments have been bribed by them. They will pass
After checking through various channels, every Drug Enforcement Administration officer's identity is worth a large amount of Franklin, and no one can withstand this temptation."
"Damn, these scumbags..."
Bayev cursed unhappily, and the others also frowned. To be honest, this kind of behavior of killing people and whole families at every turn is really annoying.
Listening to these, Owen suddenly remembered a joke from his previous life. Someone once joked that the most dangerous profession in the world is to be the president of South Korea, a drug dealer in China, and a policeman in Mexico.
As the most serious drug-infested area in the world, Mexican police have never stopped fighting drug dealers. However, the contest between the police and drug dealers often ends in failure because they face the most powerful force in the world.
Big bandit.
The car was speeding all the way and soon arrived at the US-Mexico border. There are six lanes in both directions on the border, four of which are used for normal driving and two are emergency lanes, which are not usually open.
The four open lanes are already filled with queuing cars. About 80,000 people travel between El Paso and Ciudad Juárez every day. Sababan's motorcade speeds along the emergency lane without slowing down.
Perhaps feeling Owen's gaze, Ela said without looking back: "I have already informed the border in advance. We will pass directly. People from the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency are waiting in front to help us."
It was obvious that she often did this kind of thing. The motorcade flew all the way, passing the U.S. border checkpoint at high speed under the watchful eyes of those queuing cars. Then, after driving for more than a hundred meters, it roared through the Mexican border checkpoint.
As soon as the car passed through the Mexican checkpoint, Irving saw a long line of pickup trucks with specific paintings parked a hundred meters ahead. The pickup trucks had the words Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency printed on them.
Seeing Saboban's convoy approaching, half of the Narcotics Enforcement Administration's pickup trucks led the way, while the other half followed Sababan's rear, with a posture of cutting off the rear.
Owen noticed that there were four anti-narcotics policemen on a pickup truck. In addition to the two in the front row, there were also two fully armed soldiers in the back. They were all wearing uniform combat uniforms. These people also all wore masks, with different masks.