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Chiapas is located in southern Mexico, and one-third of the population is Indian poor.

Today, there are approximately more than 4000 million Indians in the entire American continent, or those who consider themselves to be Indians, of which more than 1000 million live in Mexico. In Chiapas alone, there is a population of more than 100 million.

Compared with their compatriots living in the United States and Canada, the Indians here live a more difficult life, always struggling under the extreme poverty line of not having enough to eat.

Most of the land here is in the hands of a very small number of large landowners, or to be precise, the leaders of drug cartels. The land they control is full of various cash crops such as coca and coffee, and also includes neighboring countries. Entry route to Guatemala.

These passages are used to smuggle drug kingpins from places such as Guatemala and Colombia, as well as large numbers of illegal immigrants from Central and South America who want to enter the United States through Mexico.

Jack closed the document and sighed. Rather than saying that Chiapas is a state in Mexico, it is actually an independent drug kingdom, in which several well-known forces are fighting and competing for territory.

Among them are the famous Sinaloa Group and the "CJNG" to which Doza belongs, as well as some of the remaining resistance organizations of the Zapatista National Liberation Movement organized by the Indian spontaneous uprising.

"Rather than saying that Doza surrendered, it is better to say that he hid back in his hometown. I bet 1 dollar that he is living happily in his country villa at this moment." After the seals passed the information, Sonny leaned back and gave himself After finding a comfortable position, Yang Tian sighed.

"Looking on the bright side, it's commendable that we can push him to this point now. This is probably his last move, right? Although Doza does have great hands and eyes, he is still far behind the 'El Chapo' Guzman." of.

In addition, even the 'CJNG' is not monolithic now. There should be many people who want to see him suffer misfortune, not to mention that there should be true patriots like Martinez and Lopez within the Mexican government. "

When Jack said these words, he put his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers to support his chin. He only had to put on a pair of glasses that could reflect white light to cosplay Commander Ikari in "EVA".

Everyone present focused their attention on him, full of expectations.

"Think about it carefully, we still have a few trump cards, let's play them all." Jack said and looked at Mandy Ellis.

As the saying goes, one person's plan is short and everyone's wisdom is strong. Now it is not just his idea that can turn things over. What is needed is the collective wisdom and concerted efforts to solve this dilemma.

Of course, Jack didn’t mind being the one who offered advice, “Doza can use Rita Alfaro’s family to force her to cooperate and become a traitor among us, so can we do the same?

Now that Doza has turned himself in, even if it was just a pretense, I think as an agent of CISEN (Mexican Center for Investigation and Security), it should not be difficult for her to find out his current location and relevant information, right? "

A ruthless CIA agent, Miss Mandy Ellis, crossed her arms and nodded thoughtfully, "It's not difficult to do this. I can immediately dispatch an action team to take her sister and two If my daughter is sent to Guantanamo, I think she will cooperate obediently."

"OK, then when the specific information is obtained, we will further formulate an action plan. Before that, I suggest Major Blackburn go to the military hospital and have a good chat with Martinez.

We need to know who at the top level in Mexico is willing to continue to support us, even if it is just acquiescence. If we slightly extend this 24-hour time limit, we will have more adequate planning and preparation time, and even after the event, we can have a There are steps to blame each other. "

"This idea sounds good." Major Blackburn smiled. "There are many people in the Mexican Ministry of Defense who support us. Maybe I can try to persuade them with the colonel and at least get acquiescence."

But he immediately put away his smile, "But the problem now is that a C-17 Globemaster transport plane is already on its way to pick us up. No matter whether it can be delayed for a while or whether it can succeed in the future, this These will be our last actions."

"This is not just right." Logistics support officer Lisa Davis, who rarely speaks at meetings, laughed. "I am worried about what to do after being kicked out of here. After the C-17 arrives, we can directly move the operations center Located on top, like always.”

Jason stood up and clapped his hands, "OK, since we have not had a good rest for two consecutive battles, I suggest that everyone go to Meimei to get some sleep first, and let Blackburn and the intelligence officers try their best to gain some advantages for us. I hope When we wake up we can hear some good news."

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There is still good news, although not much.

First of all, our own high-level officials did not withdraw the authorization for the operation. The person in the white room even said a lot of "crazy things", including but not limited to asking the Air Force to intervene and directly use stealth strategic bombers to kill that "cowardly" person in an air strike. of drug lords.

Whether it is for "rational" or other considerations, the Joint Special Operations Command has not expressed an opinion on this (in the air).

However, after losing the cooperation of the Mexican military, the help that the Mexican military can provide is very limited. If Team B insists on continuing the plan to capture Doza, the headquarters requires them to infiltrate in secret.

This means that although they can still get battlefield support through drones and satellites, they must forget about backup. If they are caught in a tight siege and captured, then the seals had better pray that they fall into the hands of the local police and not drug dealers. in the hands of militants or rebels.

After all, although the former is a bit corrupt, he does not dare to harm an American soldier at will. Even if the soldier does not admit his identity, he can get them back through political means and under-the-table deals.

As for the latter, the other party would probably be willing to find a place to hang the corpses of the soldiers to show their force. Fortunately, the CIA, with its vast power, still found a civilian helicopter for them to evacuate.

As for Rita Alfaro, she obediently chose to cooperate after a lot of swearing. She made several phone calls under the supervision of Mandy Ellis and provided Doza's current whereabouts.

"Doza's private prison, uh, to be precise, his vacation villa is located on a seaside more than 500 miles south of Mexico City. There are no roads around it, but the drug cartel has built a private highway there, full of guards and inspections. stand."

Lisa Davis explained the terrain around the target in front of a high-resolution military satellite map.

"Give me 60 soldiers and we can easily capture this place." Major Blackburn said nonsense. He still had reservations about this operation and was full of worries.

"No 60, we only have 7." Jason rolled his eyes at him.

"It's 8, including me." Lieutenant Lopez stood up and faced everyone with a determined expression.

"Your officials have stopped this operation if you are caught." Major Blackburn wanted to dissuade him.

"I will only tell them that this was my unauthorized action and has nothing to do with the Marine Corps." Lieutenant Lopez said with a sense of determination in his tone.

"This is Colonel Martinez's unfinished business, and it is also for my family. If Doza is not dealt with, my family and I will always have to live in the shadows."

"Don't tell me that Martinez died. Major and I just came back from the hospital. The doctor said that his recovery is very good." Jack interrupted with a smile, diluting the somewhat tragic atmosphere of the scene.

"Under his strong insistence, your Ministry of National Defense has acquiesced in our actions, at least until your Mr. President issues an ultimatum, and they will pretend to be unaware of it."

Jason waved to Lieutenant Lopez to sit down and continued, "OK, no matter what, there are only 8 of us and we need to find another way. Do you have any good ideas?"

Sonny's lips moved, and he obviously had an idea, but he didn't speak. Instead, he looked at Clay with a troubled expression. The latter walked directly to the screen and clicked near the coastline.

“This is a mangrove forest, right?”

After receiving a positive reply from Lisa Davis, he thought about it carefully and then said, "Maybe it's time for us to get back to our old business."

"Damn it, Mexico is such a big country, but you still gave us a chance to swim, right?" Sonny complained.

"Just swim a little bit, you won't get eaten by a shark, Sonny." Clay joked.

As a SEAL, Texas cowboy Sonny is unexpectedly afraid of going into the sea. Of course, it cannot be because of poor water quality, but because he has an inexplicable fear of all creatures with big teeth, such as sharks.

"This is a good idea. The mangrove swamps along the coast are a good cover, very conducive to our stealth, and it is a natural barrier. Doza will not expect anyone to approach his hiding place from here."

Jason walked to the map and thought about it for a moment, then relaxed his brows and said, "We can find an inconspicuous yacht or even a fishing boat to drive near the coastline, and then dive ashore."

"Get ready. The hike will take at least six hours. Oh, and by the way, Sonny, you think you should be more worried about the jaguar than the few minutes you spent swimming in the sea." Jack smiled evilly. To intimidate someone.

"What jaguar? You said there are jaguars in that jungle swamp?" Sonny's voice suddenly changed.

Jack bared his teeth at him and threatened, "Of course, they are like sharks in the jungle, with sharper canine teeth."

"Is it too late for me to quit now?" Sonny pretended to be cowardly, successfully easing the overly serious atmosphere in the room.