Patrick and Shepherd asked almost simultaneously on the intercom.
"Mario is probably in the restaurant in front of you."
There was silence on the radio, and no one asked Owen how he knew.
A group of American soldiers armed to the teeth entered the restaurant with guns raised. The restaurant was not big, so you could take a look at it. Irving always maintained a vigilant posture, keeping his right eye and the sight horizontal, ensuring that he could fire at any time, and the other eye's
Out of the corner of his eye, he searched in the restaurant.
After going around, no trace of Mario was found in the restaurant. The other shepherd and his people also came out of the back kitchen and shook their heads at Owen. As early as when they entered the door, Omega was in charge of the front room, and the Phantom Team was
Heading straight to the back kitchen, there was no one missing in the restaurant, but there was indeed no trace of Mario.
"Head, look over there..."
The ghost lay on the round glass of the back door and pouted at Owen. Owen leaned over and discovered that there was actually a striptease bar behind the Italian restaurant. The unique colorful neon lights created a charming atmosphere. A bald man stood at the door of the bar.
Han is smoking.
Fortunately, people here in Mexico have long been accustomed to all kinds of accidents. When Owen and his group came in with guns, no one in the restaurant screamed. Some women covered their mouths, and some just looked like they were watching a show.
He glanced at Owen and his group with the look of a curious child.
Nothing went wrong here, and naturally it didn't attract the attention of the strong man in the bar. He was still smoking alone.
Owen looked at each other and realized that they might have found the wrong place. He handed the restaurant over to the anti-drug team members who came in later. Omega and the Phantom team went out from the back and slid along the wall to approach the strong man in the bar.
The strong man was smoking when suddenly he felt something hitting the back of his head. He grew up in Mexico, so of course he knew what it was.
The ghost held the muzzle of the strong man against the strong man, and searched the strong man's body with a heartbeat. There was no weapon, and then he turned around and asked, "Is Mario Sanchez inside?"
It was the shepherd who asked the question, and none of the people in Omega knew Spanish.
The strong man looked at the people in front of him, swallowed in fear, and then nodded.
"How many are there?"
"Three, no, four, in the booth on the west side..."
The strong man answered tremblingly. Owen didn't ask any more nonsense about whether he was carrying weapons. In Mexico, ordinary people might carry weapons when they go out on the streets, let alone those drug lords.
Owen nodded slightly, and the ghost knocked the strong man unconscious with the butt of his gun. This guy was probably just the security guard of this striptease bar, not one of Mario's people.
After a brief division of labor, the two teams pushed past the bar and filed in.
In the bar, under the dim lights, the scantily clad dancers were making various seductive moves on the stage. Everyone's attention was on the front, which better ensured the concealment of the entrants.
As soon as he entered the door, Omega searched westward as agreed, while the shepherd stopped in place, ensuring that the passage was clear while also being responsible for guarding other directions.
Owen recognized Mario in the booth almost as soon as he entered the door. He was exactly the same as the one in the photo. The strong man did not lie. Mario was in the booth on the west side, and there was another person sitting in the booth with him.
In the booth, the other two are his subordinates, standing behind the booth.
As soon as Irving and the others appeared, they attracted the attention of two of his men. As soon as the two men made a move to draw their guns, there were two pops of blood, and blood spurted out of their chests, instantly killing them.
The sound of gunshots also caused confusion among others, and the bar became a mess. Irving's scope was always on Mario. Mario seemed to know that he had been targeted and did not make any misunderstanding. He sat quietly.
On the sofa, watching Owen and his group approaching.
However, the guy next to him realized it later. When he turned around, he saw Owen and the others. The ghost was looking at him. He shook his head as he got closer and said, "Relax, relax, calm down...", but I don't know if the other party didn't understand or not.
Wanting to take a gamble, he suddenly reached for his lower back.
"Bang……"
The next second, he was shot dead. The ghost decisively pulled the trigger. The young man tilted his body and fell on the coffee table. The beer on the table was touched and mixed with blood and flowed to the floor.
At this time, Owen also walked up to him. Mario never made any move from beginning to end. This guy was very precious about his life.
Owen handcuffed him, put a black hood on him, and then pulled him outside.
This arrest went extremely smoothly. Three people were killed on Omega's side, but not a single shot was fired on the Phantom team's side.
As soon as he went out, he met Patrick who was rushing over. Patrick saw the black hood and looked at Irving with questioning eyes. Irving whispered: "Mario Sanchez."
Even with the mask, the excitement on Patrick's face could still be seen. The group of people got into the car again. Just as they were leaving, a teenager ran out of the striptease bar. The teenager was selling noodles in the bar and had just witnessed the arrest.
The whole process. I looked at the motorcade going away, took out my phone and made a call.
"Well done..."
Ela praised him and stepped on the accelerator, and the team started moving again.
Irving was still sitting in Guzman's car, and Mario was left in the care of the shepherds. It was really a bad luck this time. The special operation to capture Mario failed, but on the return trip
When he accidentally discovered Mario's traces, I would like to thank Guzman for this. If he hadn't recognized Mario's car on the roadside, Irving would not have noticed this.
The convoy is still moving forward, heading towards the border. Mario is the second-in-command of the Sanchez Group. If he is caught, he will definitely not be allowed to stay in Mexico. In the car, Owen pays close attention to everything behind the window, feeling an ominous premonition.
After leaving there, everything seemed normal, but Owen felt that this was the calm before the storm.
As the car continued to move forward, the ominous feeling became stronger and stronger. Owen suddenly picked up the intercom: "Patrick, how long do we have until we reach the border?"
"The fastest journey takes about twenty minutes."
Patrick's recovery came over the intercom. Irving pondered for a while and finally said: "No, if we don't go this way, is there any other way?"
"Yes, but you have to pass through the territory of the Papatuo family, who are also one of the six..."
Patrick's tone was a little worried.
"Yes, let's go that way..."
Irving made a decisive decision, but Patrick was just stunned for a moment before he reacted, and the team began to drive away from the original route.
There is no cooperation between the six major drug trafficking groups in Mexico. They are all competitive. Therefore, when Irving discovered that something was wrong, he decisively chose to enter the territory of the Papato family. Even if Sanchez's people came after him, unless they risked a war, there would always be something wrong.