America’s Big Hero

After three rounds of bombing, the Colombian Devil Bird did not retreat directly.

The 8-hour cruise time is so capricious. In this regard, the Devil Bird is far superior to the f-16, and even the Apache, which sells for as high as 20 million US dollars, is not as much.

Even in terms of the ability to hit the ground, Apache also dare not say how much stronger it is!

In today's actual combat, the eyes of the two high-ranking officials of the US military have changed when they look at the devil bird.

It's definitely not enough to deal with an army like the Wuchang, but to deal with a rebel or a guerrilla or something, tsk tsk...

In other words, the current US military is actually fighting against these people, and you can consider buying a batch of them.

Of course, that's all for the future.

The U.S. military’s helicopter set off with the paratroopers who had been prepared for a long time. The U.S. military said that it sent 3,000 people. In fact, they were all pilots, ground and logistics personnel, and the navy fleet responsible for transporting the air force. The army was not prepared to invest at all. what power.

There is no need for airborne in the current situation, as long as you avoid those places that are still burning, you can land directly.

The only problem is that the number of people transported at one time is not large, only about 150 people.

In order to ensure safety, more than 20 Devil Birds carried out a carpet bombing and strafing again at a selected landing site to ensure absolute safety within 300 meters.

One after another, the soldiers were transported by air, and every 50 people formed a team. With the cooperation of the Devil Bird fighters in the sky, they began to collect and surrender to the ground.

At this point in the battle, even if they are illiterate, they have little knowledge. These drug criminals who have been living in the jungle know that Pablo is over, and there is no such thing as combat awareness.

However, it didn't mean that everyone was willing to surrender. Many people, especially those who lived on the edge of the base, went straight into the jungle.

Surrender to government forces does not exist.

This situation is something that Sean and Bill, including the US military executives, did not expect.

Originally, in their understanding, all that was left at this time was surrender, but as a result, a large number of drug criminals and practitioners fled!

In theory, whether these people escaped, whether they were alive or dead, Sean didn't care. He cared about finding Pablo or the body, but with so many people fleeing at the same time, the search or pursuit work would be greatly disturbed!

"Why?" Sean looked at the official Colombian with a very ugly expression.

Officials don't know if they don't want to say it or don't know, and they are equally at a loss.

In the end, the Hansa who surrendered gave the answer. He has always been there. After all, he has been with Pablo for many years. He knows the nest best and needs to ask at any time.

"What if you surrendered?" Hansa said with a blank face: "Migrate from the jungle?"

"and then?"

"What about housing? Can work be arranged? What to eat? What to drink? Living in the jungle all the year round, it is difficult for them to communicate with outsiders. If they can't find a job, they will starve to death!"

"It's impossible to come back here by then!"

"It's better to flee temporarily. The officials can't occupy the place. They will leave in a few days. They can come back and build their homes. The surrounding area has been developed for many years, and it is not dangerous. There is a small piece of arable land. , and can hunt, at least survive here and not starve to death."

When these words came out, the Colombian officials were embarrassed, and they opened their mouths and didn't know how to refute.

This is Hansa's personal experience. He was still a pilot back then. If he could find a stable job that could support his family after retiring, how could he follow Pablo.

I really can't find a job!

This is the current situation in Colombia. The government has no power to control the place, let alone welfare. It cannot even solve basic food and clothing.

One in ten people or more depend on growing cannabis, coca leaves and derivatives for their livelihoods.

In fact, even in the east, which has the strongest grassroots control in the world, there are still many people living in the mountains and in extremely poor mountain villages in this era.

They don't agree with the government offering to help them come out and build new homes, let alone a government like District Columbia, there's no comparison at all.

"Damn it!" Sean scolded and left the chat group.

"Let the flying squadron in front be blocked as much as possible to reduce the possibility of those people escaping." Bill sighed, shook his head and commanded: "The ground troops speed up their search, and first determine whether Pablo is dead!"

The air transport sounds like it will be very fast. The soldiers under the umbrella are all assembled more than 60 kilometers away. It takes more than 20 minutes to go back and forth, and only more than 400 people can be brought in in an hour.

"What's the matter? Are you sure it's safe? Can you go over?" Sean and the others were very anxious. Don't look at whether it's a high-level US military or a high-level Colombian. At this time, none of them can sit down quietly.

What's so unremarkable about the joy and anger, that's because they didn't encounter anything that made them anxious!

With more than $4 billion in cash at stake, it’s no wonder if you don’t rush!

Otherwise, I really thought everyone was so concerned about Pablo's life and death!

What everyone cares about is that if Pablo happened to be killed or did not escape, he would not dare to destroy the more than 4 billion US dollars!

With the arrival of a large number of troops opposite the umbrella, Sean's group finally boarded the plane and headed straight to the Pablo base, to see it for the first time!

When we arrived at the scene, no matter what, Sean turned to look at Hansa, "Where are you, lead the way!"

The location of Pablo's vault is not a secret. After all, it is always necessary to carry cash into it frequently, and it is impossible for Pablo to move it himself every time!

Hansa nodded and looked carefully from left to right. First of all, confirm where this is. After a bombing, the entire nest was completely destroyed.

A group of people stared at Hansa, and Hansa was sweating on his forehead.

After a long time, the unknown was finally determined, and a group of people immediately followed.

Going around the fire, at the outermost part of the base, Sean and the others came to a hillside. The trees were dense. Hansa stopped and kicked at a place after identifying it.

With Hansa's movements, everyone saw that there was a layer of camouflage cloth under the soil layer, and when all of them were opened, there was an iron door, and there was an antenna with brown paint in one corner.

Seeing the antenna, Sean's face became hard to look at.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang" several shots smashed the lock, and when the big iron door was opened, a sloping hole was revealed, and the iron frame was built on the steps.

After letting the air out, without Sean's instructions, a few soldiers put on gas masks and walked in, and a group of people waited anxiously on it.

A few minutes later, a soldier came up, took off his mask and reported: "There are no traps below, it is safe, there is a large metal iron door mechanical lock at the end."

"And then!" The official Colombian asked most anxiously, "Has it been opened?"

"It can't be opened, but we found that there are cracks and fragments falling around the metal door, obviously affected by the vibration." After the soldier finished his last sentence, everyone fell silent.

You look at me, I look at you, your face is like a dead father, and the atmosphere is very solemn, which makes the unknown soldier very nervous, what's wrong?

Sean was the quickest to come over. After all, he had already prepared in his heart, and he would not leave such a big legacy to the enemy.

"Forget it, let's go down and have a look." When Sean said aloud, he was startled and his voice was hoarse.

Reach out and cover your chest, it's okay, it doesn't hurt!

A group of people walked in with a gloomy face. The stairs going down were very long. Sean estimated that it was no less than 20 meters. The ghost knows how much effort Pablo had to dig out of this vault.

The searchlight illuminated the interior as if it were daytime. Go to the metal gate and watch it carefully. The metal gate is completely embedded in reinforced concrete, and I don’t know how thick it is.

It can be seen that there are many cement blocks falling from the contact position, and the walls are still cracked.

With just one glance, Sean turned around and left.

Basically don't have any hope!

Sean originally had the idea of ​​just in case. If Pablo was going to burn the money, such as using gasoline or other combustibles, then because of the lack of oxygen, most of the money could be kept.

But if it is an explosion, then there is no hope.

Instead of looking distressed, no, not distressed...

Still think about how to catch Pablo!

Pablo, the grass mud horse, dared to blow up Lao Tzu's more than 4 billion US dollars. Lao Tzu and you are inseparable, don't let Lao Tzu catch you, or you will scrape your **** piece by piece!

Sean cursed inwardly.

Seeing that Sean was gone, the others followed, and when they came out of the hole, the official Colombian finally couldn't help but ask, "There's no other way!?"

"No." Sean paused, stepped forward again, and said as he walked: "Because of the seal, the combustion after the explosion is not violent, there may be a little left, or some debris, arrange a few hundred Let's do the jigsaw puzzles, we can rescue some, but..."

"Don't expect too much!"

Hearing what Sean said, everyone was suddenly discouraged, how much money can be divided between three families!

Damn it, Pablo!

The crowd scolded again.

There is no hope for the vault, and everyone's attention is on the issue of Pablo's trail. At this moment, they are walking in one direction under the leadership of the umbrella's jungle combat team.

"It's here, boss!" A group of five brought Sean and the others to the edge of the jungle and pointed to the rut on the ground.

They are retired Special Forces members recruited by Umbrella in Colombia to specialize in jungle warfare.

"Pablo ran away from here, riding a special driving vehicle, very small, but very fast, um, very fast in the jungle." The team leader of the five people said.

Looking at the tire marks on the ground, Sean blinked his eyes, always feeling a little familiar, wiped his eyes, and slowly turned his head to look at Jim.

Jim, also an old man who joined Sean in the early days, spent most of his time with Jonas. After Jeff died, he was transferred from the United States to take over from Jeff to preside over Colombia's underground world.

"This..." Jim scratched his head and said uncertainly, "Yes, a walking tractor?"

Being reminded like this, Sean's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, that's how it feels.

"Definitely!" Hansa took the conversation and said with certainty: "Pablo has bought a lot of this type of vehicle in the past two years, and there are almost a thousand vehicles here."

"Part of it is at the transfer point outside, which is specially used for transportation, and part of it is here, which can be used for transportation, can be used to reclaim land, can be used to grind corn flour, pump water, simple woodworking machines, etc., and can also be used to bring generators. , in fact, two years ago there were not so many people here."

Seeing a group of people looking over, Hansa nodded and continued: "Yes, there used to be about 6,000 people here, and it was because of this thing that Pablo brought in another 4,000 people from outside, and the output of K-Yin has also increased. Now, this thing works very well, solves a big problem, and even improves the living standard a lot."

"Well, very, very, very easy to use!" Hansa expressed his liking for things with three verys on his face. "I heard that it was imported from the east. It's really good, but it's a bit oily.

Sean looked up at the sky, raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead. Jim also had a weird expression and sighed, making the people around him look puzzled.

Bill looked at Sean with a strange look on his face, reached out and poked, "What's the matter?"

He was in the United States, and he never cared about things here. Naturally, it was impossible to know that the wind of walking tractors blowing in the Colombian jungle under Sean's instruction was actually more than just rebels and drug criminals in the jungle. .

Walk-behind tractors have penetrated into rural Colombia and are loved by many poor people who depend on a small plot of land to survive.

Like a treasure!

"This thing is called a walk-behind tractor. The origin is in the east, Lu Province. I first got it in Colombia and used it for Kadeep armed use. It is very useful in mountainous areas and places with poor road conditions. It spread to some other rebels, and they continued to increase the number of imports, and later this business was handed over to Jeff."

Colombian official: Fake, we are still here, shouldn't you hide your support for the rebels? !

Sean explained with a look of constipation: "Now, Colombia imports more than 100,000 walk-behind tractors of various models every year, and it is certain that Pablo bought these items from Jeff's side. "

When everyone heard it, they looked at Sean with a speechless expression, so...

"Look at what I do!" Sean rolled his eyes, "This is a normal import and export business, it's just a convenient vehicle, civilian, civilian, civilian!"

"I'm just a trader, what kind of bad thoughts can I have!"

"You can't blame the electrical appliance manufacturers just because the drug criminals used electrical appliances!"

"Besides, how could I possibly have a conflict with Pablo at that time!"

"A lot of his weapons are still sold by us... ahem." Sean purred baldly in a hurry. The official Colombian face was dark, but he didn't say anything.

Sean's people don't sell, and there are other people who sell. The US military does not sell less, and the old hair does not sell less. The Colombian government knows that, but there is still no way!

Forget it, forget it, as long as I don't hear it, I don't have to trouble anyone...

"Can you catch up, there are ruts to guide you!" Sean asked after turning the topic back.

"Hopefully, if there is no accident, if you keep following the rut, you will be led to another direction..." the leader of the jungle combat team said directly.

Sean sighed heavily and said viciously: "Then chase, if you can catch someone, I will reward each of them $500,000, no, one million!"

The eyes of the two jungle combat teams suddenly lit up like light bulbs, Fake, Fake, Fake!

This is a desperate pursuit!

He turned around and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Sean.

"Come on, look for there must be a walking tractor in the base, and find some for them to travel!"

Only then did a group of people react. Times have changed, and tractors can also be used to travel in the jungle.

Of course, the forest can't be too dense.

Twenty minutes later, two jungle combat teams rushed into the jungle suddenly, Sean shook his head, did his best, and listened to fate.

Pablo's luck has been prosperous in recent years, and it is indeed not that easy to be killed.

"Are you giving too much, 1 million for one person, 10 million for 10 people, and 500,000 is enough for them to go crazy and bite the enemy!" Without outsiders, the senior US military officials questioned.

Sean spread his hands, "That's Pablo, I bet that if they really caught up, Pablo would definitely shout: How much money Sean will give you, I will pay Pablo twice, no ,ten times!"

"Uh..." A word, all the people around were stunned, and then they shivered.

Pablo would definitely shout like that, and if it was them, he didn't know if he could resist this temptation.

You are so rude, I love it!

"Return 500,000!" Sean rolled his eyes, "I don't think 1 million is safe, I just hope they can stay sane and understand that they can spend the money I give them, and they take Pablo's Money, they can only hide and pray that I won't find it!"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

This is not reliable!

It's not easy to hide, as long as you have money, you can change countries in South America, Uruguay, Argentina, Paraguay, Bolivia, Peru, Venezuela...

People in these countries in South America all look the same, and the language difference is not big. Spanish or Portuguese are almost universal.

Like Sao Paulo, Brazil, if you hide in a slum area, who can find it!

The Brazilian government doesn't even know how many people there are in São Paulo and who lives in the slums!

After hiding for a few years, no matter how whole the body is, the worst thing is to gain 30 to 40 pounds, who can recognize it!

In fact, when you have money, people will definitely gain weight...

As long as you have money, you can get the identity certificate of various countries at will, and it is true!

The more you follow Sean's line of thinking, the more everyone thinks it's unreliable to hunt down Pablo...

Having money is amazing!

Never mind where the money came from!

What's wrong with money!

…

The entire Pablo's lair was in chaos, and fires were still burning in many places, and there was not even a place for everyone to rest.

The treasury, the treasury was bombed, and Pablo also drifted away. The whole operation yielded nothing except to completely take over Pablo's lair.

Anticlimactic, at least for the top three parties.

Of course, the external world is another matter. Whether it is the U.S. government, Colombian officials, or the United Nations, they have all released news to the outside world. A three-party joint operation, using more than 360 sorties of fighter jets, successfully destroyed the world's largest drug production base. , drug gangs, this is a great victory for the world's anti-drug operation ... so on and so forth.

Of course, there is no such report as to how many incendiary bombs were thrown, how many people were killed, or how many poisonous raisins were seized.

Ordinary people don't need to know these things, they just need to know that the joint action is a big victory!

Don't publish news that is not conducive to unity, don't say anything that is not conducive to unity, and don't know about things that are not conducive to unity!

After all, when the heavens will assign great responsibilities to cattle and horses, they must first suffer their minds (poverty), work their muscles and bones (overtime), starve their skin (starvation), deplete their bodies (disease), and disturb their actions (chicken soup). , so temptation and patience (numbness) used to be beyond the reach of it...

Heck, let's get down to business.

It is impossible to say that this propaganda is not good. You may not be able to do official propaganda in Colombia, but you have to believe the news released by the United States and the United Nations.

In particular, Lao Bu personally came out to Sean's platform this time, and boasted that this time, under the leadership of our world police in the United States, he had achieved the most glorious victory in the history of anti-drugs and so on.

This happened during Lao Bu's tenure, and it was naturally his achievement. A wave of ruthless publicity was also considered to restore his image.

Every U.S. president has to go through a difficult period right after taking office. The defeated opposition party will frantically collect all kinds of black materials, publicize and exaggerate the various problems encountered by the current country, and make things difficult for the new president.

Recently, the media of the Donkey Party have been talking about the issue of fiscal deficits, expiring national debt, and economic downturn every day.

That's why I came out so actively to take credit.

It is these large-scale and pervasive propaganda that let Colombia and other countries in South America know that Pablo, the king of venomous venoms standing in the world of venomous venom, is dead.

The old nest has been conquered, and all the money that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has earned over the years has been wiped out, and it has completely fallen into the abyss.

Naturally, Sean would not miss such a good opportunity. While all parties worked hard to promote the results of this anti-drug campaign, they also released a reward: the person or group who captured Pablo and handed it over to the umbrella would receive 50 million, providing The information and led the umbrella to accurately find Pablo’s hiding place, 20 million US dollars. Similarly, this time the reward is also guaranteed by the US government, Sean Bank is responsible for issuing, and cia is responsible for changing identities to ensure that the person who provides the information is foolproof.

Of course, Sean is a law-abiding person, so naturally he won't post a reward for murder, and TV stations don't dare to broadcast it.

So, whoever 'found' Pablo's body will also get $20 million.

The reward spread throughout Colombia in just one day, and even Pablo, who was on the run, received the news.

This news immediately made Pablo, who was frightened, feel that the eyes of the people around him were wrong!

Last time, Sean used such a bounty to expose the position of his nest so that he has today!

Now again!

Not to mention Pablo, even other law enforcement agencies around the world feel uncomfortable seeing it!

Everyone is dealing with cases, and they hate you the most with huge bounties. What else can you do except throw money at you, and have no technical content at all!

(End of this chapter)