I was a general in South America

Silence is the calm before the storm.

night.

Leon Drake and the others who had been tricked, and Alex who didn't know where his brother was.

They were all standing in front of a mansion, waiting expectantly.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the dimly lit distance, accompanied by the roar of engines, and several military vehicles drove in like a long dragon.

The lead car stopped precisely in front of the gate, and before they could even go forward to greet them, a row of armed soldiers ran out.

Damn, the military's pomp and circumstance are truly impressive!

The two, especially those who had seen Lucas's entrance CG, felt a pang of jealousy.

They were escorted by police officers when they went out, but can a water pistol compare to elite American weapons?

Even if we bring in the garrison, it still pales in comparison to a rapid reaction force.

What kind of junk and scrap metal is that? You call that military equipment?

Those M4 Sherman main battle tanks, which should all be in a history museum, are actually treasures.

No wonder he can't even beat those savages hiding in the rainforest.

The door of the Hummer was opened, and Javier Delgado, with his rugged face, stepped out.

"Long time no see, Havel..."

Leon Drake, acting as the contact, was the first to approach, and the others quickly adjusted their smiles and followed suit.

The director had intended to warmly shake Javier Delgado's raised hand, but they simply brushed past each other.

Javier adjusted his military cap, leaving Drake's hand awkwardly hanging in mid-air.

Don't be angry...

Fuck you....

As expected of a seasoned old fox, he only cursed inwardly for a moment.

He waved his awkward hand behind him as a gesture to guide the way, his enthusiastic smile undiminished.

"Fine wine has been prepared for our distinguished guest. Lieutenant Javier, please come in."

Fortunately, Javier Delgado gave him face this time and followed the gesture to walk into the house, but he remained silent and aloof.

Drake, who was following behind, could only give his companion an awkward smile.

"Javier, this is a bottle of Bordeaux red wine that was flown in from the United States, specially prepared for you."

*Smack*

Leon Drake personally used a corkscrew to remove the caps, filled each of the stemmed glasses on the table one by one, and then picked up his own glass.

"Let me introduce you, this is the person we met today..."

He was about to introduce Alex Einar when the other man rudely waved him off.

The bureau chief was once again caught off guard...

"It's fate that we've met, so let's raise a glass to celebrate."

When he saw Javier Delgado pick up his glass, he immediately tried to ease the tension, but the other man ignored him and downed his drink in one gulp.

This time, the smiles on their faces almost disappeared.

Leon Drake was already cursing under his breath...

Javier and Javier met a year earlier while on a mission in Manizales as part of the garrison in the province of Caldas.

Back then, they always addressed him as "Director," but now that they've risen to a higher position, they really think of themselves as important figures.

If it weren't for that insane Lucas being impossible to communicate with, who the hell would need to contact you?

They're all just pretending, at least their faces have more class than yours!

Silence reigns in the mansion tonight...

Seeing that the atmosphere was no longer under Drake's control, Alex, being a drug dealer, also became more ruthless.

Aside from that madman Lucas, he had never seen a mouth that money couldn't break.

Snap... Snap

Alex clapped his hands, and his men, who were already prepared, placed a black briefcase on the table.

Click...

He opened the box, turned it around, and then pushed it toward Javier Delgado's position.

"50 US dollars, a gift for the lieutenant."

Javier glanced at him, but still showed no intention of speaking, and poured himself another glass of red wine and drank it down.

Alex clapped his hands again, and another box was delivered.

"US$50, a gift for the lieutenant's family."

Havel began to scrutinize him with his eyes...

Place the third box between the two money boxes.

Javier Delgado's lips curled into a smile as he raised his glass and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Drake, my friend. It's a pleasure to see you again, and also to the generous Mr. Einar, whose name I've heard of for a year."

I thought you had a big appetite...

He likes working with people like that because they are far less dangerous than someone like Lucas.

"Cheers, have a wonderful evening!"

Alex smiled and raised his glass, and the others followed suit, as if the awkwardness from before had never happened. Everyone was as warm as old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts...

Javier waved his hand, signaling two soldiers to pack up the box: "I heard Manizales has been quite lively these past few days. It seems my colleague has caused Mr. Enal a lot of trouble."

In his eyes, Alex Ennar was a glittering gold mine.

Havel didn't mind being a little more proactive with the lush green Franklin.

"I don't know what the relationship is between the lieutenant and Lucas. I think there might be some misunderstanding between the Kitakura Group and the Third Team. It would be best if they could clear up the misunderstanding. The Ainar family is not lacking in sincerity."

Alex didn't directly say he wanted to deal with Lucas, but instead kept showcasing his wealth through his words.

For a greedy person like Havel, asking him for favors will only make his appetite grow larger and larger. It will make him realize that what belongs to him may be taken away by others, and he will consciously put the other party in the position of the enemy.

As expected...

Javier Delgado curled his lip in disdain: "That greenhorn from military academy just got lucky. The military is a deep and complex place; this kid can't handle it."

Drug prohibition?

What a hellish joke.

Drug control in Colombia is like asking the Virgin Mary to perform.

Studying has ruined my brain...!

He had seen too many hotheads like this in the army, most of whom died without a complete body and were abandoned in the rainforest, their last shred of dignity being devoured by wild animals.

A young military officer with no background or resources... insists on going against the US dollar.

You idiot!

Upon hearing this, Alex knew he was safe...

As long as Javier fights with Lucas and stalls him until things stabilize at the gold mine, the Ennar family will have more room to maneuver.

He didn't expect his opponent to beat Lucas, though it would be better if he did.

Young punk?

In Colombia, have you ever seen a hothead who dared to display nearly a hundred drug dealers' corpses in front of a police station?

Javier's arrogance was based on his status, while Lucas's arrogance was truly reckless.

The last man in Colombia who had no scruples was named Pablo Escobar.

"No matter what, Lieutenant is Lucas's senior. If you can mediate, I believe the other party will definitely give you face. In the future, we can all make money together in Manizales."

Alex had barely finished speaking...

Javier Delgado said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Mr. Enal, you don't need so many friends. There's only one commander for the Manizales Rapid Reaction Force. Isn't having me enough?"

He picked up the bottle and filled his glass again.

"I'll organize a party sometime and invite Lucas over so he can apologize to you. Young people these days are too impulsive; they'll die a quick death."