Chapter 494 It’s time to compete in acting again

The military was responsible for the monitoring task. Others were idle for the time being. Matt moved a chair to a corner and started making phone calls.

Jack gnawed on his burger and watched from a distance as this guy sometimes cursed loudly and sometimes whispered reports. In less than half an hour, he had changed a dozen faces, which was a superb performance.

Michael must have been used to his behavior for a long time. After filling his stomach, he drank a large glass of Coke, then burped comfortably and took the initiative to hand over a cigar.

Like Matt, this guy has become a lot richer inexplicably since the beginning of this operation. Jack was too lazy to think about how these CIA gangs made money, and walked outside with him to smoke.

Not long after, Matt also came out, patted Michael on the shoulder, grabbed one from his hand, and the three men sat in a row on the steps.

After smoking more than half of a cigar, Matt spoke slowly.

"We have not collected enough intelligence on trafficking organizations of the size of the Matamoros Gang and the Reyes Gang before. We just received news that today may be his daughter's birthday."

He scratched his head irritably and shook off the dandruff on the floor, "Also, Carlos Reyes' eldest son is 25 years old and just married the daughter of a leader of 'CJGG' a few weeks ago."

Jack almost choked a puff of cigarette into his lungs, coughed a few times, and looked at him in disbelief, "Are you sure you haven't offended anyone among yourselves?"

It’s okay to say that the previous piece of information was an oversight, but can the next piece of information be missed as well?

With his recent continuous learning, Jack can be considered a semi-drug expert. "CJGG" is the strongest force that emerged from the many subordinates of Chapo Guzman's Sinaloa Group after he was extradited to the United States. .

Compared with those traditional DU trafficking groups, the "CJGG" is a group of people who are the first to follow the "trend". After controlling the territory of some large port cities in southwestern Mexico, they collect all kinds of legal chemicals from all over the world and synthesize them themselves. Phenolphthalene,

Later, they disguised themselves as regular painkillers and smuggled them to the United States to compete with those large pharmaceutical groups for the market. Compared with the current scale of "CJGG", although the Reyes Gang is also called a DU trafficking group, it can only be regarded as a younger brother. .

The latest news about the "CJGG" that Jack had seen before was that they used hundreds of militants, disguised as Mexican Marines, to capture southern Mexico under the cover of an armed helicopter and three T62 tanks. The town government of a town below the city of Troloapan in the state of Guerrero.

The fighting only lasted for an hour before the local police and government forces announced their surrender. That night, all the officials in the town, as well as the local police station, from the chief to the police officers, and even the cleaners of the police station, were all captured by the traffickers. Shot.

That's why Jack suspected that Matt had offended someone within their CIA. How could a game have just started, the character had just equipped the upper-level novice suit, and was about to find a few goblins or slimes to practice, but as soon as he went out I met the Black Dragon BOSS at the end of the game.

"Well, it's not a big boss. It's just an insignificant role. It's not even on the monitoring list. I just confirmed that the 'CJGG' is still focusing on expanding its territory in the south. It is still an ally with Sinaloa. There is no Plan to go north.”

Matt's expression was a little distressed. Obviously, this news caught him off guard. Their purpose was to clean up the small and medium-sized forces in northern Mexico and the border area with the United States.

If they really confront "CJGG", it will neither meet their goals nor the interests of their superiors.

"Let Alejandro talk to Carlos Reyes first?" Jack couldn't think of any good way, so he could only suggest this.

Since mistakes have been made in intelligence work, it is not too late to make amends. No one should know better than Carlos Reyes himself what the family gang named after him will do after losing him. situation.

Matt sighed and flipped the cigarette butt far away in a very unprofessional manner, "That's all we can do for now. Leave these to me. In addition, Alejandro placed the girl in a place in Brownsville. Safe house, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Jack nodded, stood up, pressed out the cigarette butt, and turned around to greet Jane. They had no intention of harming the little girl. After posing as someone from the Matamoros gang and kidnapping her back to the United States, it was time for the FBI to act. Good guy.

In the evening, Jack and Jane took the hostage rescue team to a wilderness on the outskirts of Brownsville. The place was extremely remote and could be said to be deserted for hundreds of miles, with only one farmhouse standing alone.

Instructing everyone to calm down, Jack stepped forward alone, stood in front of the window and waved to Alejandro inside.

The latter nodded knowingly, waved to a mercenary beside him, took the girl in front of him into the bathroom, took off the headgear and headphones, and locked the door.

This mercenary will leave the team later, and he will not appear in the team again if his face is shown to prevent him from joining the gang.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Alejandro looking a little lonely when he walked out of the house, Jack asked worriedly. Is this guy unhappy because he couldn't kill Carlos with his own hands?

"It's okay, take care of her." Alejandro patted his shoulder, his eyes full of sadness.

Jack suddenly realized that this guy was a little moved by the scene. Counting the time, if his daughter was still alive now, she should be about the same age as the girl inside, almost an adult.

This is really a characteristic of American dramas. Every male protagonist is a daughter-in-law. Even if the guy in front of him had killed Alarcon's two young sons without changing his expression not long ago, how could he suddenly become a tough guy and tenderhearted when it was an underage girl?

Watching Alejandro and another mercenary drive away, Jack and the others waited for nearly an hour. Seeing the sky getting dark, they signaled everyone to take their places.

"FBI!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

After a fierce "battle", the "gangster" was successfully killed, and the hostage rescue team successfully took control of the virtually empty cabin.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

Amidst loud shouts, Jack came to the bathroom door and turned the door handle, pretending to have just discovered that the door was locked.

"There's someone in there! I need cover!"

Before he finished speaking, he kicked open the thin wooden door. There was no one at the door. He continued to hold up the Glock. He turned around and saw that the bathroom sliding door was closed. He could see the corner of the wall inside through the frosted glass. A small figure squatted.

Listening to the soft sobs coming from inside, Jack "cautiously" stepped forward and opened the sliding door. The little girl squatting in the corner buried her head in her knees in fear and did not dare to move.

"There's someone else here." He was going through a whole show. Jack didn't step forward immediately, but continued to point the gun at the other person and shouted loudly to the door.

"Please don't hurt me, I don't know anything, I haven't seen anything, wuwuwu." The little girl closed her eyes and shouted in Spanish, crying so hard that she was really frightened.

"Is everything safe?"

"Everything is safe!" A team member outside responded cooperatively.

Jack put away his gun and showed a business smile that he hadn't used in a long time, maximizing his affinity level.

"Don't be afraid, I'm the FBI. It's okay, it's okay." He said while extending his left hand to the little girl.

The girl hesitantly stretched out her hands bound by plastic ties and let Jack pull her up from the ground.

"Don't move, I'll help you loosen it." Jack took out a Swiss Army knife from his pocket and flashed it at her to make sure that the other party understood his intention. Then he pulled out the blade and helped her untie her.

"Who is she?" Jane appeared at the door of the bathroom and looked inside with a puzzled look. Her acting skills were not inferior to Jack's.

"I don't know, maybe they are hostages kidnapped by DU traffickers, or maybe they are smugglers who have no money."

Jack said the lines he had already spoken to and handed the little girl to Jane. The latter held her arm, picked up a towel from the towel rack, dipped some water in it and wiped her face clean.

"What's your name?" Jane's gentle movements relieved the little girl's nervousness a lot.

"Isabel." The little girl hesitated, but ultimately did not say her last name.

"What's wrong with your face?" Jane paused and stopped wiping. There were several blood stains on the girl's cheek that was previously covered by her long hair.

Jack was slightly startled, thinking that shouldn't be the case. Are those big men so rough?

He lifted up the girl's hair and took a look. There were three long blood marks, no bruises, and they looked like scratches from fingernails.

The girl numbly touched her cheek. It obviously only happened today. After experiencing the thrilling experience before, it felt like it was a lifetime ago. After a while, she said calmly, "I got into a fight with someone in school today."

"School?" Jane glanced at her bright green uniform in confusion, which still had the LOGO and name of the missionary school printed on it, astonished as if she had just discovered a new world.

"Are you Mexican?"

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The small wooden house was surrounded by police cars and ambulances with flashing lights. When Jack and Jane escorted the little girl named Isabel out of the house, there were two corpses on the ground, already wrapped in shrouds. bag.

Jack took two quick steps and blocked the girl's blank gaze. He seemed to be protecting her from seeing the corpse. In fact, it was because the two things on the ground were pretending to be alive, and they were very unprofessional. You can see your chest rising and falling slightly.

Fortunately, it was almost dark at this time, so there was no need to worry about being ganged up on. He sent Isabel and Jane to the bulletproof version of the Suburban that he had someone drive. Jack got into the driver's seat and drove towards Dallas.

Although Isabel is a little girl who is only sixteen years old, she is also the daughter of a DU owl. She has to make a complete set for a show and send it directly to the military base. Isn't that fooling a fool?

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