The next day, a luxury hotel room in Santa Cruz, Bolivia.
I woke up at 6 o’clock.
It was the same time as when I usually wake up, but the situation was completely different.
It was because he reviewed and prepared the strategy that came down from the top instead of exercising in the morning.
In addition, not only Charlie’s team, but also Kenneth and Phillip gathered.
The purpose is the plan to contact the Brazilian gangs that I talked about yesterday.
The new scenario that Kenneth had informed and agreed to appeared as a concrete operation.
So by the time I heard what to do.
I hesitated from the start.
It was because the purpose of the operation was different from what I had heard yesterday.
Kill and capture enemies.
“… … ?!”
While everyone seemed to be flustered, Marcus’ mouth opened.
“Was it a trap?”
Around the time I nodded at the words I said yesterday.
Jake shook his head.
“It’s just a decision from the top.”
At the same time, as if he had waited, Kenneth added an explanation.
“That’s right. He would have judged that it would be better to kill him than to simply touch him.”
At that, Jose suddenly interrupted.
“Why? Judging from the fact that they freed the cartel executives, they wouldn’t treat them as villains, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. Even if you clean it up, it will come to life, like the dust that always accumulates even if you clean it.”
“Then why are you trying to wipe it out this time?”
“That side is beneficial. I don’t know all the details, but as much as we decided to conduct a joint operation with the Brazilian military and police… … .”
“Brazilian military police?”
This time Rachel asked, and Kenneth looked at Jake as if asking for forgiveness.
“Ah, if you explain the operation, it will come out… Can I be specific?”
Instead of replying, Jake just nodded, and a voice that seemed to be doing well followed immediately.
“… So let me continue. The Brazilian military and police will also be involved in this operation. At least one battalion, and at most two battalions or more will be deployed. They are the main focus.”
“Are we acting as bait?”
When Jose interrupted, Kenneth shook his head in reply.
“That’s right.”
“It must be as dangerous as it was yesterday.”
“ah… If it’s that pipe bomb, I’m sorry too. This time, we will use minimal safeguards.”
“Is that for the CIA?”
“I am officially a clerk at the Consular Office, but I believe that all necessary measures will be taken.”
Seeing him hide his CIA identity, José smiled and asked one after another.
“So you’re saying that the reason they’re being dealt with is the result of negotiations with Brazil? To make America’s backyard safe?”
“I’m sorry about the expression. Well, I don’t know all the opinions of the top, but the point is. Even if it’s not… It is a category that should be eliminated.”
“Then let’s look at the target data.”
“We will send related materials to each PDA. Check it out.”
“… … .”
Jose narrowed his eyes and looked at the screen of his personal PDA, and I also received the newly delivered data by pressing the screen.
And it slowed down.
“What is this again… … ?”
It was beyond imagination.
The Santa Cruz Cartel, which controls the state of Santa Cruz, was nothing.
This time, the opponent was an executive of Brazil’s largest mafia organization.
PCC (Primeiro Comando da Capital: 1st Capital Command) Sao Paulo Branch Ruler, Paulo.
He was a human like a demon.
Miguel of the Santa Cruz Cartel, who was said to be fleeing to southern Brazil, feels like a child.
The size of Paulo’s four major violent crimes was overwhelmingly large.
The scale of drug distribution and the number of assaults and murders were staggering enough to make one wonder if there was a war.
I wondered if this was possible, but after reading the rest, I was convinced.
This was because there were tens of thousands of direct PCC members, and hundreds of thousands if indirect sympathizers and collaborators were added.
The greater the number, the greater the number of crimes committed.
Even PCC members were spreading their influence not only in Brazil, but also in many countries in Central and South America.
Of course, the situation is also related to the Santa Cruz Cartel.
“… This must be a crazy bastard.”
As soon as the Korean words came out, Kenneth added a laugh.
“I don’t know, but it’s probably like swearing. I understand. It seems you are reading something related to the PCC.”
“ah… Yes, it is amazing.”
“He deserves to die, he’s like a Latin American terrorist.”
And while Kenny was looking at me.
Suddenly, Jake opened his mouth.
“Once you have identified the target, I will explain the operation.”
Then, several sentences in a gruff voice popped out.
The content was that simple.
If you lure the target into the operation area, the Brazilian military and police will attack the target while it is moving.
To put it simply, we were talking about standing like a billboard and going back.
There was nothing dangerous.
Raids and everything, Brazil will take care of it.
But, that wasn’t all.
There were 2 eyes.
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Looking up at that part, Jake’s voice added.
“If the contents of the operation are leaked or the operation fails and the first plan is discarded, it immediately switches to the second plan to pursue the target and obtain evidence by eliminating or capturing it.”
“Uh, this… … ?”
While Harry’s mutterings were heard as he gazed at the screen.
I paused too.
It was because of the detailed operation information floating on the PDA screen.
U.S. troops immediately.
It was also planned that the special force that Marcus and Jake, famous for their Green Berets, had passed through would be put in.
It was a US Army unit that I was particularly familiar with.
It was because the special forces I met most often during the ROK-US joint training were the US Special Forces, and they got along well.
“Are you going with Special Force?”
“Yes, if the first plan is scrapped.”
“Wait a minute, then… Is there a high possibility that plan 1 will fail?”
“That, too, must have been judged above.”
Kenneth’s voice added to his words.
“If I would like to elaborate, it is highly likely that plan 1 will be scrapped, as Mr. Lee said. The PCC is an organization that was originally formed in prisons, and is a vicious gang that commits crimes against prisons and police stations… As the scale is gradually reaching the largest in Brazil, the collusion with the military and police is not boring. It is likely that the relevant information will leak out, and the probability of failure is also high. If the opponent is the ruler of Sao Paulo, not the low-level gang members… It’s very likely already half failed. You probably had that in mind above.”
“It sounds like we’ll eventually have a joint operation with the special force.”
“Of course, if plan 1 succeeds, it will be scrapped, but if plan 2 goes ahead, it will. At that time, the main axis will be the US Army.”
While the operation with the special force is expected in the heart.
Jose tilted his head.
“Are you saying it is acceptable for so many US troops to enter Brazil? It’s a town with strong anti-American tendencies, isn’t it?”
“That must mean that the PCC is scary.”
“Is that enough for the advance party to be US troops?”
At the same time, Philip was voiced instead of Kenny.
“That’s right. All special missions such as advance squad, main unit, and sniping will be carried out by the special force. Charlie’s team will be in charge of liaising with the target, and will not be in direct contact.”
Just when I thought the taste of watching would be great, Jake added.
“The position in case of engagement is indicated in item D on page 12, so everyone check it out.”
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Looking at the screen at that word, I had to go a lot to be in the middle, and it was usually arranged to be located in the back.
I don’t know how it will flow, but it seems that I don’t want to stand in the front.
“It is better. Is it because of the bombing?”
“That’s how it is.”
“ah… … .”
By the time you nod your head.
Jake ended his speech.
“From today, the Bolivia dispatch team will return sequentially, and we will return right after the operation.”
“Oh, maybe we can go back today.”
Jose replied, so I looked at the date and time of the operation.
There were 10 hours left.
He nodded his head.
‘What about this… There should be plenty of time to prepare.’
10 hours is a busy schedule, so there is practically no time to prepare, but doing more urgent things made me immune.
Rather, I was concerned about something else.
It was because the special force, which had been with the ROK-US joint training during active duty, was coming.
They were my second favorite after Delta Force.
Because they were American special forces.
‘It’s been a long time since I’ve been on active duty, almost 11 years… … .’
While the thoughts passed, the explanation of the operation was finished and the order to reassemble was given.
It was because an hour had passed and it was time to eat breakfast.
At the same time, several voices rushed towards me.
“Sir, let’s eat.”
“Lee, can I go with you?”
“Then I may sit down to fill the table for four.”
From Harry to Philip and Kenneth, they had been recommending a seat in turn.
Philip and Kenneth looked at each other.
It’s like looking at a competitor.
I also knew why.
It would be a paving stone to take him after he quit his mercenary job.
It was worth knowing how much they were fighting behind the scenes. The CIA and the Pentagon must be busy in many ways, not only here, but also in the US mainland.
It’s like drinking kimchi soup, but it’s not bad.
Two of America’s largest and most powerful organizations were helping me voluntarily.
He gestured lightly at this.
“Come on, let’s go.”
* * *
Same time, USA, Virginia, Pentagon.
It was time for the Minister of National Defense, who had not slept well for over 30 hours, to sit back in his office chair and get some sleep.
smart.
A knock was heard and the minister opened his eyes.
“Minister!”
Suddenly, the secretary’s office opened the door and ran screaming, followed by a field officer with a tablet PC.
At the same time, the Minister of Defense hastily erected his upper body.
It was because there was only one reason why a field officer would come in with a loud voice.
Following Walter Grayson’s leak of internal secrets, the search for additional leakers.
Soon the papers were on the office desk.
While the Minister of Defense reflexively opened his mouth, the field officer’s mouth opened automatically.
“The allegations of leaking by Norman Jones in charge of political affairs have been confirmed.”
“… … !”
The Minister of Defense hesitated.
It was because Norman was one of the key staff assigned to the White House, and it was a factor that he rode in his car several times.
And the person who was concerned about identity as if the Minister of Defense was passing by.
Such a person was listed in the document.
To be precise, Norman’s whereabouts were clearly arranged, and various confidential lists suspected of having been taken out were listed.
His eyes went past all the dense print and went down.
Current location and expected destination.
After confirming the two countries, Vietnam and China, the defense minister finally spat out abusive language.
“Such a son of a b*tch… … !”
The honorable resignation was over.
As a military commander and as a close advisor to the president, he had to take responsibility and leave.
But emotions were intensifying for other reasons.
It was because an American who had been to and from the White House and the Pentagon stole and sold information, and could not catch him right away.
As he closed his eyes and sorted out his priorities, he looked at his secretary who was still waiting.
“… Call the President.”