Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 352 Kidnapping Gonzales
González sat in a conference room at the Department of Public Security building in Pasto.

The meeting had just ended three minutes ago, and he hadn't left yet.

The setting sun shines into the room. The setting sun in the distance is blood-red, and the clouds on the horizon are a deep blood red.

This is a sunset cloud.

This means there is a high probability of heavy rain tomorrow.

The Tame region has been receiving heavy rains in recent days, and it seems that the city of Pasto has also been affected.

Gonzalez had only been the director of the Operations Organization Department for three months and came to Pasto to inspect operations. This is the command center of the Intelligence Bureau in the southern region and also the first stop of his inspection.

In front of him was a brief report on the latest intelligence.

Basically, people in his position receive intelligence briefs from all over the place every day. According to his level, all anti-terrorism and combat operations in Colombia will receive a brief report, even if they do not involve the Intelligence Bureau.

"These are a bunch of incompetent idiots."

After reading the fresh and hot text message in his hand, Gonzalez showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

The military special forces launched a raid called "Noose" targeting the leader of the ELN armed forces, Morins. The operation was launched in the jungle near the Tame area. The briefing said that Morins' location was determined based on insider intelligence, and then an army regiment and five companies of the AGLAN special forces were organized to attack together. They raided an ELN camp in the jungle of the Tame area in the early morning three days ago.

Judging from the results of the operation, it can be said that the results were remarkable. More than 100 ELN militants were killed or injured, and more than 30 were captured.

But even with such an amazing record, the result was very darkly humorous - Morins ran away.

Also running away was a man who turned out to be an arms dealer.

When Gonzalez first saw the briefing about this operation, he had not yet come to Pasto for inspection. After reading the briefing in his office, he laughed like a pig.

Molins's escape meant the operation had failed completely, and no matter how many ELN militants were killed, the score would be 0.

"Deserve it!"

This was the first thought that flashed through his mind.

Originally, the General Intelligence Bureau was involved in this kind of operation. As the newly appointed director of the Operations Organization Department, he could have used this operation to add a political achievement to his resume.

But what I didn't expect was that the military took action on their own without contacting me or asking for my cooperation.

Gonzalez is well aware of the twists and turns here.

The military is on guard against itself!
He felt that the intelligence agency was unsafe and was afraid that leaks would cause the operation to fail!
Look!
These idiots!
They actually dared to not give themselves face like this.

Therefore, Gonzalez does not intend to get involved in this mess now. The mess has already been messed up, so let the military clean it up themselves!

Anyone who provides them with intelligence support is an idiot!
After reading today's newsletter, it said that Morins and the arms dealer have not been caught yet, but the AGLAN special forces lost a team and seven people died.

Ha ha.

I'll make you awesome!
He closed the document, stood up and walked out of the meeting room.

The secretary had been waiting outside the door for a long time. He handed the document to the secretary, then pressed his hands hard on his head and straightened his hair like rolling dough.

Gonzalez has been going to the barber once a week recently to have his hair trimmed to the point where even an ant couldn't stand on it.

When you first take office, you have to pay attention to your image.

"Sir, the car is waiting downstairs." The secretary reminded.

"Ah."

Gonzalez didn't even raise his eyelids.

treatment!

This is the treatment!
When I was the deputy director of the intelligence analysis department, I didn’t have the treatment I have now.

When I went downstairs, I saw my private car parked in front of the gate.

It was a BMW sedan with an SUV parked behind it and several CIA agents standing next to the car.

They are the ones responsible for their own security.

Gonzalez got in the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the BMW slid out of the porch, drove into the courtyard of the administrative building, quickly went out of the gate, and then turned right onto Simon Street.

The secretary sitting in the passenger seat turned slightly and reminded her boss, "Sir, Director Pittman has arranged to meet you at 7 o'clock tonight at the Rose Restaurant on the third floor of the hotel."

"Ah."

Gonzalez closed his eyes and snorted softly as a response.

The officials from these local branches only make private dinner appointments to discuss funding.

The General Administration has a budget every year, and the funds for operations are very generous. The directors of the local branches all want a bigger piece of the pie.

When I arrived this time, the local intelligence bureau director Pittman would naturally not miss this opportunity.

The car now left Simon Street and turned left onto Sixth Avenue.

The sun finally set, the light on the street dimmed, and lights began to shine through the glass windows of many buildings.

bang——

Without any warning, when the BMW was passing through an intersection, a truck came from the right and hit the BMW directly in the middle.

The immense force of the impact sent the BMW spinning 360 degrees, sending it flying over ten meters before crashing into a roadside railing and finally coming to a stop...

laugh--

After the water tank broke, the hot water inside sprayed out and white mist covered the car windows.

Gonzalez, with stars all over his head and dizzy, was in a daze at this time. The collision just now had directly knocked him to the ground, and his soul had left his body.

Fortunately, a BMW is a BMW, and it is a bulletproof BMW. After being hit by the truck, it did not overturn or fall apart, but only part of the body was dented.

He heard gunshots in a daze.

Firefight?

Gonzalez's hair stood on end.

Attacks on officials are not new in Colombia.

Those drug traffickers even dare to attack the police and administrative officials. There is nothing they dare not do. And those anti-government armed forces will carry out a series of retaliations every time they are attacked.

Gonzalez recalled the action in the Tame area.

He instinctively thought that the attack was carried out by ELN militants.

But he couldn't help cursing in his heart again.

That's a fucking military action, why are they attacking me?
I'm from the Intelligence Bureau, okay!
When his soul finally returned to its place and he felt less dizzy, Gonzalez suddenly turned around and looked through the rear window for the SUV.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but once you do, you'll be scared to death.

The SUV's doors were open, and several bodies were scattered around, seemingly belonging to his own men. It looked like these agents and bodyguards had tried to get out of the car to fight back, but were killed as soon as they got out.

In less than twenty seconds, all five agents in the SUV died.

"Oh! God!"

Gonzalez screamed.

"Go quickly! Go quickly!"

He began to urge the driver.

The driver's hand pressed the start button frantically, but it was no use.

The car was damaged and wouldn't start.

"Elby, start the emergency rescue procedure immediately!"

"Sir, I'm activating it."

The secretary's hands were shaking as he pressed the three numbers 999 on a communication device in the car.

This is an emergency assistance program.

Every important person’s car in the Intelligence Bureau is equipped with a special communication device, which can be used as a radio or a telephone, and can be connected to the car’s satellite antenna.

There is an emergency program in it. After entering the three numbers 999 and pressing the start button, a signal will be sent to connect to the local police station and intelligence agency center to inform the outside world that something has happened.

Less than ten seconds after the secretary gave the signal, several figures appeared outside the car window, seemingly looking into the car.

It’s just that the car windows have been specially treated so you can’t see inside.

Gonzalez lowered himself and slid slowly onto the backseat floor.

A very tall gangster came up and smashed the rear window of the car with the butt of his gun.

Snapped--

A white spot appeared on the car window.

But it barely moved.

The secretary was very nervous and pale as he asked, "They might be from the ELN..."

"do not be afraid!"

When Gonzalez saw the little white dot, he immediately felt confident.

"Our car is bulletproof! They can't penetrate it! If we hold on for ten minutes, someone will come to rescue us!"

The police will usually arrive within ten minutes.

The big man who smashed the window seemed to realize that this was a bulletproof car and turned away.

Gonzalez breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully stood up from the floor and tried to see what was happening outside the car window.

As soon as I raised my eyes to the car window, suddenly, the window shook violently.

Pah pah pah pah——

Many huge spider-web-like white spots appeared on the car windows.

Soon, the entire right side of the rear seat window was covered in white.

The other party was using an assault rifle to attack the car window, but it was blocked by the bulletproof glass and could not penetrate it at all.

Gonzalez roared through the car window: "Come on! Bastard! Is that all you can do?! Hahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, as if to give himself courage.

But he soon stopped laughing.

Because he found that the bullets outside never stopped, hitting the car window like raindrops, and all concentrated in the same place.

Bulletproof glass is a composite multi-layer structure with bulletproof glue in the middle.

However, it will also break and loosen under continuous fire attack.

After enduring about three magazines of fire, the car window was not broken!
"I'm going to buy BMW shares tomorrow..."

Gonzalez wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to himself, "The quality is really good!"

bang——

Just as Gonzalez was praising the BMW's bulletproof quality, he suddenly found something hitting the car window heavily.

At first I couldn't see what it was, but then I could see it clearly.

A sharp metal object pierced through the shattered glass and appeared in Gonzalez's sight like an invader.

"Fire axe!"

Gonzalez called out the name of the tool, and his scalp immediately went numb.

The criminals outside the car were chiseling the car window with a fire axe.

The bulletproof glass, which had been shattered by the bullet, was held together by tough interlayer glue to prevent it from falling off and shattering. Now, after being chiseled, a small hole gradually appeared.

However, considering the speed, it is still difficult to chisel open the car window.

Gonzalez felt like he had escaped a desperate situation again.

Looked at the watch.

Two minutes passed.

If I hold on for another eight minutes, I will definitely be saved!
After about another thirty seconds, the hole in the car window had expanded to about 5CM.

Gonzalez quickly grabbed a bulletproof vest and used it to shield himself, then crawled to the side of the car door and curled up against it.

He was afraid that the other party would shoot inside.

The bullet would ricochet into the cab and kill people.

However, what he waited for was not a bullet.

Donglong——

A small gadget fell into the car through the hole in the window.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)