The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Colonel Martinez seemed to want to persist, but was stopped by Jason, "You said you were at my disposal, weren't you?"

There was nothing to argue about next. The Mexican took out the satellite map. Lieutenant Lopez, who had grown up in Depro since he was a child and was extremely familiar with every brick here, held a pen and explained, Mark the key terrain on it on one side.

After a while, the members of Team B stood behind Captain Jason and Vice-Team Ray Perry and started discussing in low voices.

Jack still likes this kind of military style. Although there are arguments and differences, once the goal is established, everyone stops talking nonsense and works together to achieve the goal.

"A densely populated 'small village' where it's hard to tell the difference between friend and foe, just like what we experienced in Afghanistan, right?" Jason muttered to himself.

"Sounds similar, a roundabout infiltration strategy?" Ray Perry, his partner, immediately understood what he was thinking.

"Take a vehicle to the nearest safe point as possible, then walk to the target location, fight directly, clean house by house and then go in and out quickly?"

"That's right." Jason nodded in agreement, and the commander on the side, Major Eric Blackburn, laughed and joked, "It seems that the tacit understanding between you two guys is enough to get married."

"If this is the case, we have to choose our vehicles carefully and get two inconspicuous cars?" said Sonny Quinn, standing behind the two.

"No cars, at least two seven-seater SUVs, with window tint, so no one can notice the inside." Jason shook his head and objected.

"If Colonel Martinez and Lieutenant Lopez join us, plus Jack, we can split into three groups and clear both floors at the same time."

Colonel Martinez suddenly looked embarrassed, "In fact, Lieutenant Lopez will not be participating in this raid."

Jason was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly, "Sorry, what did you say?" The other team members also looked puzzled. The colonel can participate. Is there anything special about this lieutenant?

Lieutenant Lopez's face flushed slightly and he was a little embarrassed, "I came from Depro. Many people there are familiar with me and don't even need to see my appearance clearly."

"The profession of a soldier is inherently dangerous. Everyone here, including everyone here, is risking their lives." Clay Spencer said rather unhappily.

Everyone works with their heads in their belts, and this guy is a local, familiar with the terrain, and the most suitable guide, but he actually ran away?

"Lopez will not participate in this operation. This is my request." Colonel Martinez emphasized again.

"Okay, then I don't want him to listen to our battle plan here." Jason threw away the pencil in his hand, leaned back, and looked at the other party with contempt.

"You doubt me?" Lieutenant Lopez's originally slightly blushing face turned even redder. Unlike before, he was irritated by this contemptuous attitude.

"Of course, I don't trust you. After all, it's hard to trust a soldier who refuses to fight, isn't it?" Jason's tone was calm, as if he was simply stating a fact.

Lieutenant Lopez stood up angrily, staring fiercely at Jason, but before he could make his next move, Colonel Martinez grabbed him.

"Lopez" Colonel whispered something in Spanish. Only Jack heard his words clearly, "Don't be impulsive, think about your family."

After coaxing the angry lieutenant out of the meeting room, Colonel Martinez said, "Lopez is a good soldier, he just has a temper. Let's move on."

"Tell me about the rules of engagement." Jack, who was not even a soldier, had always remained silent because it involved specific combat deployments. After all, professional people should be allowed to do professional things. Finally, he opened his mouth to break the awkward silence. atmosphere.

He had roughly guessed what Jason was thinking, and he didn't quite agree with him using this kind of provocation method. But now that it was like this, he couldn't expect a group of American soldiers to understand the situation of these Mexicans for a while. He could only wait until afterwards. Talked to Jason.

"No first fire," the commander, Maj. Eric Blackburn, replied.

Time passed slowly as everyone spoke to each other. Half an hour later, the combat meeting ended and all arrangements were made.

A total of 6 people from Team B plus Colonels Jack and Martinez participated in the operation. Major Blackburn sat in the command center. He will pass through with the logistics support officer Lisa Davis and the CIA intelligence officer Mandy Ellis. Drones cooperate with this combat operation.

The action time was set for one hour, and finally Colonel Martinez made a brief concluding speech.

"We don't know how many people Doza can muster in Depro, but it's not much different to directly regard it as an enemy-occupied area. Once we enter it, anyone anywhere, including women and children, may attack us. Killer with pain.

Once someone is left alone, the consequences are self-evident, so be careful. My soldiers will be deployed outside Doza's territory as a quick reaction force. The arrival time of reinforcements will not exceed 20 minutes at most. Are you clear? "

"No problem, let's do it." Jason stood up and signaled the team members to get ready.

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"These Mexican Marine uniforms are just tights." Sonny Quinn complained while struggling to adjust his crotch in the underground parking lot.

"Just make do with it, Sonny. The Mexican government doesn't want to see us running around in the city wearing US military uniforms." Deputy team member Ray Perry checked the engines of the two SUVs again very carefully.

"Everything has a bright side, at least this uniform highlights your amazing big butt." Clay Spencer stuffed the spare weapon into the trunk and joked with a smile.

"Wow, I seem to hear some people seem to be jealous of my perky glutes." Sonny deliberately raised his butt towards a certain rookie.

"Wait a minute, why is there a fat ass blocking my way?" Jason, who had just stepped down to the parking lot, kicked him up without saying a word.

"Gentlemen, it seems that you are all in good spirits. Keep your eyes open and grab your weapons. My people will drive and lead the way for everyone. Get ready to go." Martin led two subordinates down the stairs on the other side to the parking lot. Colonel Nez greeted everyone.

The middle-aged man who has put on weight is also fully armed, but the body armor is embarrassing and can only cover half of his huge beer belly, which looks a bit funny.

"It looks like we won't be alone today." Jack, who was about to get in the car, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction where Colonel Martinez came from just now.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw the straight-faced Lieutenant Lopez, carrying an AR-15 assault rifle and armed like everyone else, walking towards them.

"Are you sure you want to participate?" When he stood in front of him, Colonel Martinez stared into his eyes and asked in Spanish with a serious expression.

"This is my war, too, Colonel." Lieutenant Lopez saluted his commander with an expression that showed he was willing to die generously.

"I'm glad to see you change your mind." Jason saw that his provocation method was effective, and he changed his previous aggressive attitude and showed a friendly side.

Lieutenant Lopez said nothing more and just nodded to him solemnly.

Everyone got in the car and set off. It was already approaching evening. Perhaps because it was located on a plateau, although the sun was setting, the sun was still a bit dazzling.

Two inconspicuous-looking Nissan SUVs drove through the bumpy asphalt road. The closer they got to Depro, the worse the road conditions became.

Turning a corner, a building with obvious religious style appeared in front of me. It was a church school, but it also had Doza's propaganda posters on the outer wall.

"Is Doza still a teacher in a missionary school?" Jason said sarcastically.

"He donated money to the school. If the priest refuses to accept it or tears down the poster, the next moment someone will rush into the school and put a 9mm bullet in his head." Lieutenant Lopez replied expressionlessly. .

There was a police car painted in dark green parked next to the school. Knowing that it had entered the Depro range, Clay Spencer was a little strange, "I thought the place of chaos you were talking about was forbidden to the police."

"Federal police and military are prohibited from entering, but drug dealers also need people to maintain order. Don't be surprised when these local police shoot at you. They are paid to do their job."

Jack felt sad when he thought of Matt Graver who died at the hands of corrupt police officers.

"To be honest, I'm becoming more and more curious about what happened to you the last time you came to Mexico." Jason gossiped.

"You can just ask your CIA girlfriend. Haven't you been working together for several years? She must have read the relevant reports." Jack grinned evilly.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. If this reaches Alanna's ears, you will be dead asshole." Jason was quite angry.

"Stop making trouble, be alert, we are almost there." Ray Perry, who was sitting in the passenger seat, reminded, and then contacted the rear through the communication channel.

"Combat center, this is B2, the black Labrador has been passed, do you receive it?"

The entire combat plan is divided into 6 stages, which are referred to by some dog names. The black Labrador represents reaching the final safe point, and the next step is called the golden retriever, which refers to the target that can be seen visually. Buildings, it is the Pitbull that breaks into the target building.