Chapter 630 Difficult Secret Infiltration

Mangrove is not a kind of tree, but a coastal ecosystem composed of dozens of mangrove trees growing at the junction of land and sea.

This kind of salt-loving tree can sink its roots into the mud of the tidal flat and multiply into a huge coastal forest. After the tide rises, part of it will be completely submerged in the seawater, which is quite magical.

In his previous life, Jack had seen the mangroves in Sri Lanka on a Discovery Channel program. Local people rode canoes along the edge of the forest and made a living by fishing and shrimping.

It feels different to experience it in person. The shellfish and lobster resources near the mangroves are staggeringly rich. Unfortunately, they are here to perform a mission and they will not be able to taste it this time.

A few dozen minutes ago, a dilapidated yacht dropped them off not far from the coast. In pairs, they used underwater propellers to avoid those sharp underwater rocks, and the team members successfully landed ashore.

Although there are many talented and brave people among them, it also proves the degree of control of the American continent by the United States from another aspect. They just randomly selected an area, but Logistics Support Officer Lisa Davis quickly Relevant tidal and meteorological data were retrieved from the military database.

What this means is naturally self-evident.

After taking off his diving suit, he took out the equipment from the waterproof bag hanging on the propeller and put it on. Jack applied camouflage ointment on his face. This stuff not only played a role in camouflage and concealment, but also contained insect repellent ingredients.

Not only should it be applied on the face, but also on all exposed skin, neck and arms. There is not much difference between mangroves and tropical rainforests. As a huge ecosystem, there is no shortage of various snakes and insects.

This is the second time Jack has been in this kind of jungle environment. Coincidentally, he was with this group of seals last time, but they were traveling in the opposite direction. Now they were heading inland from the sea.

"Please, can anyone tell me that the roar just now was not made by a jaguar." Sonny, who was holding a machete in front of him to clear the way, muttered timidly.

"Do you want me to hold your little hand, Sonny?" Jack mocked, tightening the bunny hat (round-brimmed hat) on his head. This is a must-have equipment for jungle treks to prevent bugs from getting into the scalp and laying eggs. , those who don’t like to wear hats will just wrap their heads entirely with a scarf.

"I just want to maintain my reasonable position at the top of the food chain." Sonny looked around nervously, handed the machete to Jack, and it was his turn to open the way.

Feeling that Lieutenant Lopez beside him seemed to be quite adaptable to this environment, Jason asked curiously, "Do you often have the opportunity to go to the jungle?"

“My dad is a history buff. When I was a child, I would often follow him to explore the Mayan ruins and listen to his stories about the ancient Mayans digging out the hearts of captives for sacrifice.

At that time, I could not imagine that level of cruelty. "Lieutenant Lopez's words mean something.

"So it's not that difficult now, right?" Jason understood what he meant.

Although human sacrifice has long since disappeared on this continent, the cannibalism has never stopped, and the methods of drug traffickers can only be said to be even worse than those of the ignorant ancients.

Everyone just chatted softly about the arduous trek in the jungle, as if they were just on an outing. It was not that they lacked vigilance, but that it was completely unnecessary. Compared with the impossible enemies, small creatures such as poisonous insects and poisonous snakes were the only ones. It's the biggest threat here.

Trekking through the jungle is already very exhausting. Even for elite seals, if they have to be on high alert for half a day, they won't have to fight the rest of the battle.

After taking turns to open and take turns to break, just maintain the formation. In this hot and humid complex terrain with no roads at all, being able to advance about one kilometer in an hour is already extremely fast. Jason's estimated time of the previous 6 hours was quite accurate.

Just when it was getting dark, a path finally appeared in the jungle. Everyone stopped talking and stood guard with their guns. There is no path in the world. When there are more people walking, there will be a path. In other words, there is a path. It means there are people around.

Jason tilted his head slightly, and Ray Perry and Brock Reynolds nodded knowingly. The two formed a reconnaissance team and went out first, while the others waited for a moment before following.

"A camp guarding the back entrance was found, with at least six enemies." Ray Perry's report soon came from the front.

Jack was a little surprised as to why the drones in the sky failed to detect this camp. It was on the edge of the jungle, at least two or three kilometers away from the target building in a straight line, and the previous intelligence did not mention that there were guards here.

But when he and the rest of the team quietly approached the two people who were investigating in front, he suddenly understood.

In front of us was a concrete bunker, covered with various vines and plants, which blended in with the surrounding terrain. A camouflage net was installed in front of the bunker, where several militants were chatting loudly.

"Operation center, this is Bravo1." Jason whispered to the rear.

"Roger, Bravo1, please speak." Major Blackburn replied. As previously discussed, the combat center at this time has been moved from Colonel Martinez's military camp to the cabin of a C-17 "Globemaster" transport aircraft middle.

The transport plane was currently parked at a secret Mexican military airport, and its communications system had been modified to handle the chain of command of a special operations team.

"The enemy was found 45 meters northwest of us. There are 6 people in the field of vision." Jason replied while observing through the triple scope on the assault rifle. "I decided to bypass them and return to the established route."

"Copy that, try to reduce the detour distance as much as possible. There is not much time left for you to rest." After a moment, Major Blackburn agreed to Jason's request.

According to the predetermined plan, their current location is southwest of the villa where Doza is hiding. About a kilometer further on, there is a polo field attached to the villa. It is the only open space nearby, and it is also where the helicopter landed when they evacuated. .

Their original plan was to rest for a while in the woodland at the edge of the polo field and wait for the surprise attack after dark. Now that they needed to take a detour, it meant that they needed to shorten their rest time.

After trekking hard in the jungle for more than 5 hours, everyone except Jack was very tired and urgently needed rest and adjustment. Shortening the rest time meant that the risk of action increased.

However, God didn't seem to be satisfied with this small test. Jack was also observing the small concrete bunker through the scope, and was keenly aware of the anomaly.

"On the top of the bunker, yes, right there, there is a layer of camouflage net. Is that an anti-aircraft gun?"