Chapter 1316 (1/2)

Bukalamanga, less than 50 kilometers from Pamplona, which is controlled by the FARC, is already the forefront of the fighting between government forces and FARC. Every day stray bullets fall into the outskirts of bukalamanga. It is not difficult to feel the seriousness of the situation in this area just from the tense expression on the local faces.

Just a day earlier, the U.S. Marines who landed on the West Coast arrived in bukalamanga.

In less than a day, a simple military base has begun to take shape.

The barracks, large and small, were neatly placed within the wire fence, and soldiers in jungle camouflage rifles patrolled the base. The lav-25 wheeled armored vehicle is neatly parked in the garage of the military base, with its dark machine guns tilted upward, and its wedge-shaped armor is hung with reactive armor painted with digital camouflage. Not far away on the tarmac, AH-1 Cobra armed helicopter, rocket hive full of thick air to ground rockets.

However, judging from these equipment, the combat effectiveness of this force is by no means comparable to those of the FARC guerrillas.

In the afternoon, a Hercules transport plane landed at the airport of bukalamanga military base, and a group of fully armed Marines ran out of the cabin and gathered in the open space beside the runway to receive the inspection and instruction of officers.

Standing next to the runway, agent Davis looked at his watch.

Without waiting for a long time, a burly soldier and an old man in a suit came to him.

After clearing his throat, Davis held out his right hand and was just about to introduce himself.

However, the soldier did not intend to shake hands with him, or even directly interrupted his speech and opened the door to the mountain.

”Has the missing helicopter been found?”

”Found it, though it's debris...” Davis's expression was somewhat regretful. ”In the border area between Colombia and Ecuador, we found the helicopter that crashed. From the data on the black box -- ”

” I don't care about black box, ”Jonathan said, gazing at Davis like an eagle.” I just want to know, my people are there now! ”

”Their blood can be collected from the plane If there is no accident, they may have been killed. ” Not daring to look into Jonathan's eyes, Davis coughed gently and said in a low voice, ”I'm sorry.”

After staring at Davis for a long time, Jonathan pulled down the corner of his mouth. The general's green bag was thrown on his shoulder and walked toward the headquarters of the military base without looking back.

Dumbfounded at Jonathan's direction, Davis opened his mouth, but said nothing. Finally, he shrugged his shoulders and expressed his helplessness.

”The soldiers lost in the last mission were the elite of the fifth team, and were brought out by Colonel Jonathan himself.” When he came to Davis, the old man, who had not spoken before, sighed softly, ”he has always had prejudice against the people of CIA, but he has absolutely no malice. I hope you can forgive me.”

”I understand his feelings,” Davis said, ”but I still don't understand. According to the seal's final communication, they had successfully suppressed the target. Why...”

”I'm also confused,” the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if in some kind of thinking. ”Standing in the center of the explosion, the little girl can manipulate the power of liquid metal This is completely beyond our understanding of the word ”power.”

This supernatural phenomenon has always been one of the research focuses of the first project research bureau of the Department of defense. Especially after it was confirmed on the black boat, the budget of the US Department of defense on this project is larger than a year.

However, even if it's a power, it's impossible to solve a seal in a combat class in an instant, right?!

”Can it be magic?” Davis jokingly raises this not funny question.

”I prefer to believe in the black technology of star ring trade again.” The old man shrugged. ”To be honest, no matter what new things they bring out, I'm not surprised.”

Sniffing, the old man looked back from Jonathan's back, looked at Davis, and said, ”agent Braddock's death doesn't matter, even the dead seals I am afraid the situation we are facing is even more serious than the confrontation in the Western Pacific last year. ”

”What do I need to do?” Davis said in a solemn voice.

”The operation will involve four combat teams of seals, led by Jonathan himself. You have worked in South America for so many years, and you should be familiar with the situation here. I want you and your assistants to be intelligence support and operational planning. ” Said the old man.