Chapter 467 Hostage Rescue Operation

This girl really didn't regard herself as an outsider. Jack saw a flash of white in his eyes and turned his head away in embarrassment.

It had only been a few months since we last saw each other, and Jane seemed to be a completely different person, talking and doing things in a fickle manner, completely losing the tenderness she had when she was still a rookie.

Before Jack arrived, he had already learned about the recent operations of this anti-kidnapping team. In nearly three months, they had destroyed six smuggler's dens, which was considered a considerable achievement.

Among its members, except for two FBI agents, most of the other action team members are field police officers from several surrounding border cities. They are all young people in their early 20s. The DEA and DHS only provide intelligence support to them and do not directly participate in the operation.

These young police officers have received relatively professional short-term training with the goal of joining the FBI, and they are very motivated.

However, as a woman, Jane can serve as the captain of these people as a special agent, and she seems to be doing a pretty good job. This growth rate is quite amazing, and she is worthy of being a character with the aura of a protagonist.

"Captain, the combat conference room is ready." A male police officer with a PPD (Phoenix City Police) ID badge on his chest knocked on the office door and poked his head in.

"Let's come together. You came just in time. We have a cleaning and rescue operation this afternoon."

Jane tilted her head slightly toward Jack, with a bit of pride in her expression. When she was in Wind River Valley, she was completely this guy's leg pendant, and she was confused the whole time. Now, although this guy comes with the title of consultant, he is strictly He can be regarded as her subordinate.

As for why she, a special agent, had a senior agent as her subordinate, that was completely ignored by her.

The so-called combat conference room is actually a relatively large conference room with a very large projector screen. Seven or eight young police officers occupied all the seats in the back row and were chatting and laughing like they were in college. .

When they saw Jane walking into the room, they immediately stopped chatting. They all sat pretending to be upright, just like those old-school students. In fact, judging from their actual age, some of them were not even close to graduating from those universities. of students.

When these people saw Jack walking into the room with his identity card and following Jane, they all started whispering to each other again. The reason was very simple. A senior FBI agent who looked younger than their faces was real. never seen it.

"Quiet!" Jane stood in front of the big projector screen and knocked on the table with an unkind look on her face.

"This is Agent Jack Tavole, a psychological consultant from the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Division. He will follow us on subsequent missions."

The combat conference room suddenly turned into a vegetable market, and there was a buzz of discussion.

Jane knocked on the table again, "Quiet! He has his own mission, which has nothing to do with you. Any private inquiries are strictly prohibited. Of course, if any of you are lovelorn, you can also chat with him. Maybe he can look at it. For my own sake, I can help you out."

A group of young police officers burst into laughter, and some of them shouted in strange voices, "Dear Captain, there are broken glass hearts everywhere here. It seems that Agent Tavole is very busy."

Jane's serious expression could not remain tense for three seconds. She shook her head helplessly amidst everyone's laughter. After a while, she started to play the photos.

The conference room suddenly became quiet. The police can be considered a disciplinary force. Although the Americans are loose by nature, they still have basic disciplinary concepts at this time.

"This is a villa belonging to Manuel Diaz, the leader of the Mexican Sonora cartel, located in the suburbs of Chandler."

A townhouse appeared on the screen, similar to a common motel structure, a bit like a rectangular warehouse. In fact, it was not much different, except that some windows were opened and the interior was divided into rooms.

Jack counted the windows. Although the villa looked simple, it had a total of 6 large rooms and 8 small rooms, plus a large front hall, covering an area of ​​about 1,000 square meters.

There is neither greenery nor a swimming pool around the villa. There is only a large open space surrounded by a wire mesh fence. The surrounding area is completely empty and there is only a small tool house built in the northwest corner.

"According to informant information, at least 20 Mexican citizens were brought here after illegally crossing the border about two weeks ago and have not left. Our mission goal is as usual, to rescue these hostages."

After Jane introduced the mission objectives, she began to lay out specific action plans. Jack only received hostage rescue training at the FBI Academy, but after he entered the BAU, all force operations were basically aimed at killing people.

It's not that Jack is violent and bloodthirsty and unwilling to abide by the minimum principle of force as a police officer. In fact, what he has to deal with are extremely vicious serial killers. Any hesitation or mercy may lead to more murders. corpses of innocent people.

Therefore, this kind of hostage rescue mission is a quite novel experience for him. According to Jane, because of concerns about babies or young children among the hostages, flash bombs and shock bombs are not even allowed to be used during house-to-house cleaning. .

Yes, although they are classified as non-lethal weapons, there have been more than one cases of infant deaths caused by flash bangs and stun grenades in certain circumstances, especially indoors.

Therefore, Jack took notes very carefully. This kind of experience is rare, and he might be able to use it in the future. In indoor CQB, he has a super sense of cheating when he is alone, but cooperative operations are another matter. .

An hour later, the action plan was laid out. The little old black man with slightly bulging eyes whom Jack remembered calling him Reggie brought him into the armory.

The armory here is much shabbier than the one Jack had at the BAU. The M4A1 carbine was quickly eliminated from the army to the National Guard, and then from the National Guard to be used by law enforcement agencies.

There are also two sniper rifles, but they are also old-fashioned police Remington 700PSS.

Jack randomly picked the 14.5-inch version and equipped it with a red dot sight produced by the Swedish company "Aimpoint". Fortunately, although the other equipment was all commercial products, the variety was quite complete.

The FBI-SWAT team is equipped with standard body armor and plates, as well as helmets, goggles and noise-cancelling headsets.

Jack thought for a while and tied the FK7.5 to his calf with a holster. His car was equipped with a full set of tactical equipment that the SEALs had given him before. He also brought several guns with him this time, but there was no need to stand out at this time. Alternative, he uses what others use.

He only has the FK7.5 as a backup gun, which he is used to.

After simply eating two hamburgers for lunch, after resting for half an hour, Jack followed Jane, who was also heavily armed, and got into a police armored vehicle. The entire group divided into two teams and drove towards Chandler City.

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