Chapter 403 The Hardest Heavy Tactical Vest in History 4/10
Rudolph is indeed a member of the CIA. He is no worse than Black Fox at various methods of frame-up, framing, and internal strife.
If this plan comes true, the whole of Mexico will be turned upside down.
"Since it is the hinterland of the Mamos Cartel, they will definitely have strong control over that area. Can Horus get in?" Black Fox asked.
"Don't worry, based on what you have done before, Mamos will definitely let Horus' troops in. As for whether he will let Horus' troops in again..."
Rudolf didn't say the rest, all the meaning was reflected in his smile.
"Okay, let's do it."
Black Fox's concerns were all dispelled, and the matter was confirmed on the spot.
"I can help you contact the Mexican police, and you can also leave the information to the drug cartel. The problem now is..."
Rudolf frowned, paused and said, "How did you find the hostages? You need to give me an explanation to make it more convincing."
"Actually, you can say whatever you want, but..."
Black Fox said casually: "In order to unify our voices, let's say that the CIA received an anonymous tip and dispatched the most elite HRT.
After a fierce exchange of fire with the kidnappers, they successfully captured a farm in Brownsville and found the girl on the farm."
"OK, I didn't pick up the phone. Then, when will you send her back to Mexico?"
This was Rudolf's last question. Only when the time to send people out could he arrange for manpower to coordinate secretly.
For example, someone arranged to deliberately leak information to Horus, and her daughter had been sent back to Mexico, and the Mamos Group was preparing to take action against her daughter.
Another example is if you reveal the news to Mamos, Horus will lead a large group of troops into his territory.
These behind-the-scenes intrigues and twists and turns are all part of the logistical work that Rudolf needs to be responsible for when accepting this deal.
A one-month contract worth 10 million US dollars is not that easy to earn.
"Since the gangs of sole traders are going to fight each other, the sooner the better. The secret can't be kept secret for long." Black Fox said.
"There are no secrets in Mexico." Rodolfo smiled, and there was a hint in his words.
"Of course, I don't object to this, otherwise I wouldn't need you to provide a bulletproof vehicle."
Black Fox smiled and then said: "The operation will start at noon tomorrow at the latest. Do you have enough time to arrange the things in Mexico?"
Rudolph put down the fried chicken pieces, wiped his hands and mouth, and said confidently: "No problem, let's set it at noon tomorrow. The Mexican federal police and escorts will arrive on time and meet you at the border."
The details of the operation have been agreed upon, and Black Fox said sincerely: "Thank you, my old buddy."
"No, no, no, I should thank you. It was you who brought me this big business. After finishing this business, I can go to Europe to rest for a while."
Rudolf stood up with a smile, then stretched out his hand to Long Zhan and said: "Man, I have seen everything you did. You did it beautifully. You are very suitable for this line of work. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."
"Thank you for the compliment. The people you provided are also excellent."
Long Zhan stood up and shook hands with Rudolph, then followed Black Fox and left the busy KFC store, just like a normal diner throughout the process.
the next morning!
After a night's rest in the hotel, Long Zhan drove the police car provided by the FBI and prepared to rush to the Macaroon branch to start today's operation.
As a result, it is not convenient to go out.
When leaving the public parking lot of the hotel, a teenage boy suddenly rushed out and was almost hit by his car.
It wasn't that Long Zhan was driving too fast, or that he wasn't paying attention to the road.
But this short-haired boy with a nose ring looked in a hurry and seemed to be in a hurry. He parked the car in the parking space and got out of the car without even looking at the aisle of the parking lot to see if there was any car coming.
If Long Zhan hadn't reacted quickly enough, this guy would have been stuck under the wheel.
"Fake, are you blind?"
This young man had a very bad temper. He slapped the hood of the car hard with his backhand, and reached out to accuse Long Zhan of being the first to complain.
but!
The breeze lasted less than two seconds.
When I looked through the front windshield of the car, I saw that the driver was a frighteningly strong man, with clear police English written on the hood in black.
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The boy realized that he had kicked an iron plate, and his eyes suddenly became extremely panicked.
The bad temper he felt in the last second disappeared in an instant. He immediately put his hands back in his pockets, pretended not to see the police car sign, lowered his head and hurried away.
"There's something wrong with this kid!"
Long Zhan could tell that there was something wrong with this boy. He was probably the "macaron courier" that the PMC in the assault team had called him when chatting with him.
That is, juvenile criminal gangs.
Monopoly traffickers, smugglers, and smugglers use money to seduce American teenagers who are protected by special laws and have natural advantages.
Allowing them to pass through the normal U.S.-Mexico border helps move illegal goods between the two countries.
Because you can earn money quickly without any skills, as long as you have a U.S. registered permanent residence, you can do it. There are many American teenagers who specialize in this industry.
The total number of people in the group is said to be over a thousand, hence the title of Macron Courier.
Long Zhan himself is not the Macron Police and has no right to inquire and investigate. In addition, the operation is about to begin, so there is no time to waste here.
Therefore, even though he discovered that there was something wrong with the boy, Long Zhan did not catch up with him and ask questions.
He smiled without paying much attention, lamented that the young boy here didn't have a strong temper, restarted the vehicle and drove towards the FBI branch.
Nothing happened along the way, and Long Zhan arrived at his destination after driving for more than ten minutes.
The large warehouse behind the CIA branch.
The three new Hummers parked in the middle were equipped with armor kits. They were thicker than the basic models and looked majestic and eye-catching.
The manpower of the escort team, which is busy at all levels, has also doubled than before.
In addition to Jose and David Lee, who have been working together for more than a month and have their own quirks, four new and unfamiliar faces have also been added.
They are all PMCs arranged by Rudolf, but their current identities are the same——
HRT!
"I heard that you personally treated her injuries yesterday, which is really enviable."
Seeing Long Zhan get out of the car, Black Fox seemed to be passing by and said something very sour.
Then he pointed to the loft at the back of the warehouse and said as he left, "Go and call your little princess. After today, you will have to say goodbye to her."
"Why are these girls acting weird today?"
Long Zhan watched the black fox leave, rubbed his nose wordlessly, walked forward about 10 meters, and followed the iron staircase to the vault of the warehouse.
The height of one room is about 2.5 meters, with some simple furniture, like a small room suspended from the ceiling.
After opening the door and taking a general look at the environment, Long Zhan asked with a smile: "Sophia, did you sleep well last night? How does the wound feel now?"
Sophia had already gotten up and came to the sofa. She looked through the blinds at the policemen who were busy preparing below. Of course, she also saw Long Zhan walking up.
"I would feel better if you could tell me what's going on down there."
Sophia, who was kneeling on the sofa with her face facing out and looking out the window with her butt raised, realized that this posture was not suitable for outsiders to see her.
Especially men.
He turned around and hugged the sofa pillow, and sat down facing Long Zhan.
"This is the good news you have always wanted to know. We are going to transfer you to the Mexican police, and then... when the time comes, ahem, they will arrange to send you to your father. You pack up and come down quickly."
Long Zhan felt that his acting skills were okay, but he felt very awkward lying to Sophia today.
In order to avoid making mistakes by saying too much, or being seen by Sophia, who seems not to care about other people's feelings, but in fact has far more eyesight than girls of the same age, she sees the problem.
After Long Zhan finished speaking, he turned around and left the loft.
From the moment she was kidnapped from the car, Sophia thought about going home all the time.
I finally heard the good news that I could leave here and go home. A rare expression of excitement appeared on my face that had always been cold and expressionless.
I didn't notice the flash of strangeness in Long Zhan's demeanor.
"Let's see how it goes? Are you satisfied?"
Long Zhan returned to the convoy downstairs. Black Fox's expression had returned to normal. He patted the one-meter-high equipment box next to him. According to Long Zhan's request, he received a specially made double-lined tactical bulletproof vest.
She originally wanted to hand it over, but she couldn't hold it with one hand, so she could hold it with both hands.
But that action affected his image as a commander too much.
Long Zhan easily picked it up with one hand, opened it and looked at it carefully, took out the double-layer ceramic bulletproof insert plate, checked it, confirmed that there was no problem, and inserted it back.
He commented with satisfaction: "The materials are very solid and the workmanship is excellent. I am very satisfied. Thank you."
The normal internal design of a heavy-duty tactical vest has only one lining with a bulletproof insert plate on the front. If two pieces are placed at the same time, they can only be forced into it, which seriously affects the service life of the lining.
That's why Long Zhan specifically asked Black Fox to help him customize this double-lined heavy-duty tactical vest.
As for the defensive requirements for armor for the Hairy Dragon War, it has gone up a level compared to what it was in the SEAL Team and Team B, heading towards something harder and thicker.
There are two main reasons.
First of all, during the last trip to Ethiopia, the sniper rifle did not kill him, which made Long Zhan feel the benefits of having full defense points.
Secondly, now I have to go it alone. Without a trusted and capable teammate, I can only rely on myself. I must be more cautious to ensure safety.
He didn't want to fail to achieve his great ambitions and die in the middle of nowhere.
"A tactical vest weighs more than 40 pounds. Isn't it too heavy for you to wear? This mission is just an escort. You are exaggerating. Are you preparing to defend against frontal artillery fire?"
Long Zhan clearly looks brave and fearless, but his behavior is cautious to the point of being vulgar, and Black Fox really can't complain.
"Is it heavy? That's just for you."
Long Zhan danced his majestic chest muscles proudly and began to wear an enhanced version of the heavy-duty tactical vest.