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585 Consistent goals

The next day, the Avengers team left the United States on a plane arranged by Sam. The plane was a military plane, probably a supply plane to the naval base in the Gulf of Mexico. Owen and the others hid in the cargo warehouse, along with their weapons and equipment.

The plane finally landed after a period of flight. When the door opened, the soldiers acted as if they were air. A guy snapped his fingers and told Owen and the others to follow him.

This was indeed a US military base. Then they were put on a boat and wandered around for a long time before finally reaching the Mexican coastline.

There were two off-road vehicles parked on the shore, and two people were standing next to them. As soon as the boat docked, Owen saw a familiar figure waiting on the shore.

"Brian..."

Owen jumped ashore and gave Brian a bear hug. Brian also patted Owen's shoulder affectionately. He seemed to have aged a bit after not seeing him for a while, but he was still in good spirits.

"Why are you here? It's incredible. What a surprise. Oh, I see. For Jim?"

Owen was very happy. The last time he and Brian met was at Jim's funeral. Although Brian and Sam were old friends, they had nothing to do with PMC. When they appeared here this time, Owen suddenly realized that they should have something to do with Jim's death.

Related, and only for this reason can they get together.

Brian nodded, but did not continue the topic. Instead, he looked at the other people behind Owen. Only then did Owen remember that he hadn't introduced them to everyone yet.

"Guys, this is Brian, Brian, this is the ghost, fortune teller, ela, you know the heartbeat, this is..."

Owen introduced the members of Omega to Brian one by one, and Brian nodded: "I am Brian, and this is the weirdo..."

Brian also introduced the guy around him to everyone. The guy was a black young man who was strong and stocky. He was probably called the guy because he had a mohawk haircut.

Everyone got in the car and rode two off-road vehicles towards the city.

"Man, if you came here this time because of Jim's affairs, I can help. I said it before..."

"I know, I know, you owe Jim a favor."

"Yes, last time Colombia."

"Let's put this aside, Owen, can you tell me who your target is here this time? Don't worry, I have no other intention. I just want to prevent us from becoming enemies for unknown reasons..."

"Sanchez Group, our target this time is them..."

Irving did not deliberately hide that Brian was a trustworthy person, and the other people in the car didn't say anything. Although there was no trust between them and Brian, they trusted Owen.

"What about you?"

Irving looked at Brian, who smiled and said: "It seems that we can cooperate again and make the Sanchez Group the second Montel family."

Hearing Brian's reply, Owen also had a smile on his face.

"what is going on?"

Brian did not shy away from everyone, and said slowly while driving the car: "You know that Sam has some relationship with Cia, and sometimes he does some dirty work for them..."

Owen nodded. Both Sam and Brian retired from the CIA. Although Sam's PMC has always taken over jobs from the military, he has wider connections in the CIA. The CIA also knows his background, and there are some jobs that are inconvenient to deal with.

It will be handed over to them.

Brian continued: "The Mexican drug market has always had the shadow of the CIA. The decline of Colombia and the rise of Mexico are all related to the CIA. However, the CIA did not expect that Mexico would accidentally become the most arrogant drug exporting country in the world.

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Sam's mission that time was to trade a batch of drugs for the CIA, but the transaction was hacked and a group of professionals ambushed them. Sam and the others suffered heavy casualties. Jim also died that time, and two more died.

A new person.

Originally, it was never possible to find out who did this, but two days ago, DEA arrested several important figures in the Sanchez Group. This matter made the news. Someone recognized the guy named Guzman as one of the people who ambushed that day.

One, another person was also found, named Doroque Sanchez, it was he who led the team to attack Sam and the others that day..."

Irving and the others looked at each other, wondering what a coincidence it was. These two bastards, Guzman and Doroc, were actually Sam's targets this time.

As for the CIA's drug trafficking, it is no longer news. The CIA has been doing this since World War II. In order to raise funds for activities, the CIA has cooperated with drug lords in drug trafficking very early. Those with a conscience may only sell drugs to other countries.

Those who have no conscience will not even be spared by the United States. This matter was even reported by a reporter. A special investigation team was set up at that time, but in the end it was ignored. The reporter was eventually killed by the CIA and shot twice in the head.

The final autopsy result was that he died of suicide.

"When are you going to take action?"

Owen then asked.

"Sam hasn't made a decision yet. There's been a lot of tension between the Sanchez Group and the Lofta Group in the past two days. A war could start at any time, so their armed forces have been strengthened and it's not easy to take action, especially Dorok. His subordinates

He is very professional. It will be very difficult to kill him by surprise. In the end, you may need to take action..."

Brian glanced at the rearview mirror as he spoke. Owen knew that he had seen Swagger's gun bag. From the length, he knew that it contained a sniper rifle, so Swagger's identity was clear at a glance.

The car drove all the way and drove for almost a day before arriving at the destination. Sam and the others settled on the outskirts of Ciudad Juárez. There were few people here and it was not within the sphere of influence of the six major powers. It was very convenient to get things done.

"Sam..."

Owen took two quick steps, held hands with Sam, and then the two hugged each other.

"Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble if you act privately this time?"

On the way, they had already briefly communicated with each other on the phone.

"I can't control that much anymore. The worst I can do is get fired. I'll come to your PMC then..."

"Then I welcome you."

Owen and Sam were joking, while Brian introduced the members of both parties to each other.

"This is Howling Wolf. You know the monster head. That's Sam over there. You can call him Facebook..."

"I'm Wright. I've prepared some food for you. Come in quickly. Does anyone want a drink? I have good wine here..."

A guy jumped out and said, Owen went up to hug him. He didn't know the newcomers like Howling Wolf and Monster, but Wright was one of the first batch that Owen got to know. He also participated in the trip to Colombia. This guy still loves to drink.

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"Man, are you okay?"

"Of course, do you want a drink?"

"Oh, you know I don't drink before taking action."

"All right."

After introducing everyone, everyone entered the house. Sam and the others had prepared a simple dinner, which was pizza and broth. However, after they were hungry for a day, they ate some unpalatable military biscuits. These things were delicious to them, although they were not as delicious as

The fried noodles are a bit inferior, but who wants to make Chinese food more troublesome?


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