The Wolf of Los Angeles.

It was late at night when Brian received the call. He immediately disguised himself and went to the hilltop villa in Beverly Hills.

Hawke, Erica and others have returned.

Everyone gathered in the study, and Hawke and Campos first explained the whole story in detail.

Brian was also being tracked and looked for a breakthrough.

Hawke tapped the desk lightly to attract everyone's attention, and said, "The other party has stretched out his hand. We have cut it off, but it is not enough."

He analyzed: "Hilary has decided to run in the next election. Her base is women's rights. One of her main political propositions is to develop the women's movement. We have been promoting the LGBTQ movement. These two major organizations and social movements have long become irreconcilable enemies."

Brian also has sufficient understanding of this: "Both parties want privileges, but there are not so many privileges in this society for them to share. Faced with the bait we throw, they can only fight and grab."

In less than two years, the two sides went from non-interference to mortal enemies in the public opinion field, and in real society, their brains were turned into dog brains. It can be said that this was the result of Hawke's promotion.

Hawke's marginalized population plan has achieved some initial success.

As the saying goes, there are gains and losses. As the party that shows support for LGBTQ, it is inevitable that it will become a mortal enemy of the feminist base.

Hillary's side had cooperated with Hawke, and before Hawke turned against them, they fabricated the helicopter landing case at the mouth of the Hudson River and framed him, which directly led to the African black man attack.

Bragging and Loli Island have not yet opened up the situation. Hawke intends to completely cut off the hand here and said, "The other party took the lead in using mercenaries and broke the tacit understanding."

"What are your plans?" Brian asked.

Hawke said without hesitation: "Kill these mercenaries!"

It was not just because of what happened in Los Angeles. Adams confessed that in 1999, Vaspan's mercenaries bypassed the Pentagon and went to Yugoslavia to carry out a secret mission under the orders of Zipperton.

These people must die!

Erica has always supported this kind of plan and said, "I agree."

Other mercenaries were running behind him and stabbing him, so Brian had no reason to hesitate and said, "What do you want to do? Our mercenaries outside will fully cooperate."

Hawke nodded to Edward, who turned on the projector and displayed a map of the southeastern border between Honduras and Nicaragua, where the border city of Waspan was located.

He pointed at the map with a laser pointer and said, "According to Adams' confession, their base is at a small pier by the sea outside the city of Waspan. The houses are mainly made of wood, and there are no permanent fortifications."

After all, they are just mercenaries, not regular troops.

Hurricane's original base in Costa Rica was actually similar.

It was also after Hawke’s investment that the reinforced concrete transformation was carried out.

Hawke said, "Our two families' mercenaries will raid this camp, and if possible, it would be best if we could bribe an army from Nicaragua or Honduras."

Brian raised his hand to interrupt Hawke's words: "It's better not to rely on them to fight. Their training level is extremely low."

He knew the situation in Latin America better than Hawke: "Don't worry about the armies of the two countries. Retreat immediately after the battle. According to their usual way of handling things, they will wait until the fighting is completely over and they are sure there is no danger before they go over to check."

Campos, who came from Latin America, agreed: "Don't hold out hope for their military."

Hawke nodded: "Then let's attack together."

Brian said, "Okay."

"You are the liaison." Hawke did not let Campos leave and continued, "There are three more things that need to be done."

He ordered: “Extract the information that Adams and others know, and then dispose of it.”

Erica interjected: "Recently, there have been reports in the media that some great white sharks have come to the waters off California, and animal protection organizations are worried about their lack of food."

Campos responded, “I saw that, too.”

Hawke continued, "The Colonel Flynn that Adams mentioned contracted an infectious disease after visiting relatives in Frederick, Maryland, and was isolated in a hospital ward. Someone was sent to investigate what the situation was."

He paused for a moment and then continued, "Hilary's Indian assistant, Huma Abedin, is an important channel for her to communicate with the outside world. Check her detailed information, family status, and relationship status."

Campos reminded: "Our people have been investigating and the results will be sent back soon."

Hawke remembered that he had given instructions last time, and said immediately, "Very good, let's act quickly."

Brian went to contact the Ferguson family's overseas mercenary company.

As he became the new political hope of the Ferguson family, he took a lot of power from Paul Ferguson.

Hawke activated the encrypted satellite phone and contacted Bosk.

Hurricane Company's headquarters in Costa Rica has entered a state of combat readiness.

The advance investigators have already set off and are heading straight for Waspan.

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Cozumel Island, Mexico.

Cars from Golden Shield, the private security company that contracted the island's defense from the Quintana Roo state government, drove in one after another.

Lynch, who was in charge of managing the company, called a meeting of all military supervisors to assign tasks.

Ten minutes later, several executives walked out of the conference room and urgently assembled their private security teams.

The company's armory was opened, and in addition to the automatic rifles and pistols usually issued, RPGs and AT4 recoilless guns were also taken out.

On the other side, at the island’s port, two of the three armed patrol ships equipped by the Golden Shield Company’s defense director were refueling, loading ammunition, and removing and erasing markings.

The two ships were not big, but each of them was equipped with Gatling and M2 heavy machine guns.

In addition, a supplementary ship will also go south.

The Ferguson family has been operating for decades and has accumulated a huge fortune.

Two hours later, several military vehicles drove into the port under the cover of night and boarded the ship in an orderly manner.

Three ships left the port one after another and headed southeast.

Almost at the same time, in the eastern coastal city of Limon, Costa Rica.

Several container trailers drove into the port and arrived at the loading and unloading area of ​​a cargo ship.

The gantry crane loaded the containers onto the cargo ship one by one.

Soon, security personnel led by Bosque boarded the ship through legal channels.

This is one of Hurricane's main operations in Costa Rica.

Pirates often appear in the May Islands to the north, and passing cargo ships generally hire professional security personnel.

As the freighter left the port, Bosque had his men open the containers and take out the weapons that exceeded the regulations.

These containers contain not only weapons, but also an armed pickup truck with a welded gun mount.

As for RPG and the like, with sufficient financial support, it will be sufficient.

The freighter left the shore and headed straight for Waspan without stopping again.

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After a long dark night, for Adams, another extremely difficult day followed.

Including him, the 16 people who were captured now only want a quick death.

But dying is not easy.

The pervert holding the scalpel tortured them in various ways, forcing them to tell him things they wanted to know, or even things they didn't want to know.

Not to mention his subordinates, Adams even told his own mother what color underwear she likes to wear.

So does everyone else.

Only those whose spiritual beliefs are as strong as steel can endure torture.

These 16 people confessed a lot of information.

The situation regarding the Vaspan base was quickly summarized to Campos.

Elite fighters from two private security companies are rushing to Waspan.

Campos summarized the situation that Hurricane Company had already discovered and prepared to go there in person.

But before leaving, these people still need to be dealt with.

In the early hours of the morning, Campos called Guti and asked, “Are they still worth exploiting?”

Guti washed his face first, and the basin turned red.

He pulled out a tissue and wiped it while saying, "I've squeezed them dry. The boss wants to know the most about the situation at Xilali, but they don't know much."

Campos nodded and said, "I'm going to go to Vaspan. You are responsible for dealing with the people here. I have already transferred the boat here."

"I'll take some people to deal with it right away." Guti called people over, tied up, gagged, put black hoods on the 16 people, and threw them into several different cars.

The convoy drove out of the warehouse and soon arrived at the Butterfly Company, where they boarded a yacht parked at the dock. When the sky just got light, the yacht was registered and took a group of "fishermen" for fun out to the sea.

As night fell, there were no ships around. Hundreds of kilometers away from the coast, 16 mercenaries, with heavy iron balls locked on their ankles and unable to speak or see, fell off the ship and landed on the seabed hundreds of meters deep.

Maybe one day the earth's crust will move and the world will change dramatically, and they will be able to see the light of day again.

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Vaspan, the team from Hurricane Company that arrived earlier, not only conducted reconnaissance, but also rented a container warehouse near the port.

Just after noon, several container trucks drove in and were unloaded into the warehouse by professional vehicles.

Half an hour later, a large group of people from Hurricane Company came from Limon and arrived one after another.

These people are well-trained and quietly change their weapons and equipment, ready to set off at any time.

Taking advantage of the time, Bosque, under the leadership of Ramon who had been sent earlier, personally visited the camp of the Vaspan Security Company.

When he returned to the warehouse, Campos was already there.

Not long after, Lynch and his deputy Redondo also entered the warehouse area.

Bosco took out the map and photos, pasted them on the wall, and said, "I just came back from the camp over there. The camp was built about five kilometers outside of the city of Waspan. Like the city we are in, there are no troops stationed nearby."

Lynch and Campos were not surprised that these companies claiming to be private security services would avoid military garrisons when choosing their locations to reduce unnecessary trouble.

Bosque ran his finger over the photos and said, "The Waspan Camp is not very big. The outer wall is made of brick and wood and it occupies a major traffic route. This is the main road leading to the city, which can accommodate three to four cars driving side by side. This is the Coco River, the largest river in Central and North America. The river is wide and deep. I checked the local hydrological data and found that 1000-ton ships can sail normally. The camp has built a dock on the river side, which is convenient for getting water and transporting goods."

Lynch said: "Our ship is less than 200 tons, and now some people are taking local ships of the same tonnage to sail upstream along the Coco River to understand the hydrological conditions."

If you don't understand the conditions of the river and suddenly run aground, it will not only be a joke, but may cost your life.

Bosque felt that these temporary teammates were relatively reliable and said, "It can be completed before tomorrow morning."

"Sure." Lynch also looked and found that the mouth of the Coco River was not far from the pier.

Bosque asked for advice: "We are scheduled to attack at dawn tomorrow? At the moment when the sky just gets light?"

In order to destroy the enemy as much as possible, attacking at night is not a good option, and there is no place for us to familiarize ourselves with the environment.

"I agree." Campos took out the intelligence he had brought with him, gave two copies to Lynch and Bosco respectively: "This is the camp and guard situation confessed by the captured enemy."

Lynch took it and looked through it: "This will make it much easier." He quickly flipped through it and suggested: "We have two modified armed patrol boats. Go upstream along the Coco River and launch an attack from the direction of the dock."

The two sides had never cooperated before, so it would be best to fight separately. Bosque agreed: "We will launch from the land."

"We put white tape around the helmets, arms and legs to identify them," Lynch said.

Bosque nodded: "The battle order is Panama and Mexico in Spanish."

Campos then asked, "How are you going to attack?"

"We have brought a lot of heavy firepower." Bosque said with a grin, "Of course we will approach quietly and launch a surprise attack with heavy firepower!"

Lin Qi replied, "Start the fight here, and we will quickly approach the dock."

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Vaspan Private Security Company, lights are on in the training camp.

After a day of routine training, the mercenaries and private security guards took off their heavy equipment and came to the wooden-surrounded bathroom to take a shower.

Someone cursed, "Scar's gang of bastards went to the big city to carry out a mission. They must be enjoying themselves right now."

The bald man next to him poured a basin of water on his head: "Big cities have beautiful girls, delicious food and wine..."

"When I make enough money, I'll go to a big city and buy a house," said the black man with a burn on his right arm. "Then I'll find ten girls at a time."

The bald man snorted coldly: "You will become a pauper soon."

Valdez, who spoke first, said, "I got a message that there is a security company in the south that is recruiting elite personnel with high salaries."

The black man put down the basin and asked: "Is the news reliable?"

Valdez grabbed a towel, wiped his wet head, and said, "That company is in Costa Rica. We need to ask the middlemen what it is called."

The bald man reminded: "Don't tell anyone. If the colonel finds out, it will be very troublesome."

"Colonel?" Valdez laughed. "He hasn't appeared for several months. He might be dead."

These people were obviously a small team. The black man said, "Come on, come on. I won't be on duty until the second half of the night. Let's go to my place for a drink first. The last time I went back to the city, I brought back a few bottles of good wine."

"well!"

The group put on their clothes and entered the barracks where the blacks lived one after another.

Lights were turned on in the camp, and there were people standing guard on the tower. The people responsible for the security of the camp had also arranged two types of sentry posts, one light and one dark.

Including the logistics staff, there are less than a hundred people here.

Although the person in charge, Colonel Flynn, has not returned, there are still four military officers of the same rank as Adams.

Security regulations and sentries have been implemented for several years, and no accidents have ever occurred since the camp was established.

Whether ordinary people or gangsters, seeing the M249 machine guns mounted on three towers, they will immediately dispel any inappropriate thoughts.

The night was very quiet, no different from usual, with only one shift change in the middle.

The newcomers were quite conscientious and kept an eye on the outside of the camp.

The sky in the east gradually brightened. The black man with a burn on his right arm couldn't help yawning. He took out a mint-flavored Green Arrow from his pocket, threw one into his mouth, and chewed it hard to refresh himself.

A few hundred meters away from the camp, multiple launch teams took advantage of the last bit of night cover and reached a position less than 300 meters from the camp.

These people were wearing camouflage uniforms and bulletproof vests, carrying RPGs and AT4 recoilless rifles, each selecting a preset target and waiting for their superiors to issue an attack order.

All around, the soldiers armed with active weapons were ready to attack.

Hundreds of meters away, Bosque was sitting in a Humvee equipped with an M2 heavy machine gun. As the sky got brighter, he glanced at his watch and gave the order over the radio: "Attack!"

At the front-line attack position, three AT4 recoilless guns fired almost simultaneously.

On the outermost sentry tower of the camp, a black man was chewing gum when he noticed something flying towards him with a tail of flame.

He slapped the alarm button with a conditioned reflex formed by training.

At the moment the electronic alarm sounded, a high-explosive rocket hit the upper half of the watchtower.

Amid the loud bang, the black man and countless brick and wood fragments were blown away from the top of the watchtower by the shock wave of the blast.

As he lay dying, he heard two more explosions.

The upper halves of the other two watchtowers were also destroyed by rockets.

The shrill sound of the alarm echoed throughout the camp.

The military officer in charge of security picked up the microphone in the barracks and shouted, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Follow plan number two! Follow plan number two..."

The sound was transmitted to every barracks through the loudspeakers.

The well-trained mercenaries quickly put on their combat uniforms, picked up their weapons, and prepared to defend the barracks.

In the armory, the custodian opened the entrance to the underground safe and waited for the soldiers to come and access the heavy firepower.

But people can't come all at once.

Explosions rang out one after another, and the camp gate collapsed.

Huge gaps were blown open in many brick and stone walls.

Outside the camp, Bosco, who was sitting on a Humvee, gave the order: "Light machine guns suppress fire, heavy machine guns sweep the barracks! RPG, fire!"

AT4 is a throw-away product.

But the RPG could be reloaded and fired, and five more rockets were fired.

A large wall collapsed directly.

Eight pickup trucks drove past, flames gushing from machine guns in the cabins.

The light machine gun fired fiercely at the gap, firing bullets like water regardless of whether anyone was seen or not.

Four of the pickup trucks were equipped with M2 heavy machine guns.

The shooters operated the machine guns, aimed at the exposed barracks, and fired as much as they could.

These rooms, which were mainly made of wood, could not withstand 12.7 mm bullets at all, and the soldiers hiding in the barracks kept screaming.

whoosh-

An RPG rocket, trailing flames, crashed into the nearest barracks, turning it into ruins. (End of this chapter)