North America Gunman Detective

Chapter 1521 - 816: Tacit Understanding Among Associates (Part 2)

It's obvious Alejandro knew what Jimmy might do, so the address wasn't a well-known border city like El Paso, but a small village about a dozen kilometers from the border. It would take quite some time to get there, and the time marked in the message was only a few hours from now.

Jimmy found the address information on his computer, noted down several highways to get there, changed into casual clothes, and headed out.

In the afternoon, Jimmy arrived at the small village and from a distance saw a white church building standing not far from the village entrance. He parked the car next to the church, looked around, and pushed the door open to go inside.

"Good afternoon, Priest, I'm looking for George."

Jimmy greeted the priest who was cleaning the church. The priest looked up at Jimmy, nodded, turned around, and walked out, with Jimmy following him to the back of the church, where a hay truck was parked. An old man with a full beard was stacking hay on the truck with a forklift.

"George, he's here to see you."

The priest just said this and turned to leave. Old George looked at Jimmy, sized him up, and nodded, "Get in the car. We'll leave in five minutes."

Jimmy sat in the passenger seat waiting for George. When the loading was finished, George got into the driver's seat, "Leave anything unnecessary behind, weapons, documents, and the like."

Jimmy: "They're all in my car. Take care of them."

George nodded, started the vehicle, and left the small village. After driving a short distance on the highway, he immediately turned into the fields and headed directly south towards the border area.

The number of tunnels beneath the US-Mexico border far exceeds the average person's imagination, and they are several meters deep, making surface detection like finding a needle in a haystack. So, besides those unfortunate tunnels that got discovered, many usable tunnels are still undetected, and Jimmy's transit route was one of them.

George used the vehicle to push aside a large rock that covered half of a hatch, the other half was covered with turf, easily moved aside.

"Tomorrow at 5 PM, I'll wait here for you for ten minutes." After giving his instructions, George pulled a handgun from the haystack in the car and handed it to Jimmy, "For your protection."

Jimmy nodded and descended into the tunnel. The next few kilometers needed to be traveled underground, but thankfully, although the height wasn't particularly high, he could at least walk upright. Jimmy wasn't worried about missing someone hidden ahead, so his pace was quick, completing the border crossing at a jog.

This tunnel's exit was somewhat inhumane. As Jimmy neared the exit, he smelled something foul. After opening the tunnel's exit board, he discovered there was a septic tank just three or four meters away, and the tunnel exit was next to a cattle farm.

Who the hell chose this location? Jimmy crawled out of the tunnel with an annoyed look. In the distance, a car flashed its headlights twice. Jimmy glanced around and walked over.

"Hi, Gomez, why did you come in person?"

Jimmy opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, speaking to Alejandro, who was driving, "For something like this, you could have just sent anyone, right?"

Alejandro directly started the car and left the cattle farm, getting on the nearby highway, "If it's just to be a driver, indeed, there are many options. However, I have too many questions that need answers. Don't worry, there are no surveillance recordings. How did you get onto them? Without precise coordinates, targeted investigation, it's really hard to determine these big guys' locations."

Jimmy nodded, "Someone arranged to send it to me before the trip, I was only informed of the location for the first time." After a brief pause, Jimmy observed the road and surroundings, "Where's what I need?"

Alejandro: "In the trunk, brand new, already processed. Just to ask, is this a personal vendetta?"

Jimmy: "Sort of, just clearing some hidden dangers."

Alejandro turned to glance at Jimmy, then looked back at the road ahead, "Alright, I thought you were here for negotiation to save people. Two people from the United States are being held in that estate, I thought your target was to bring them back. If it's to clear hidden dangers, can you handle it alone?"

Jimmy looked at Alejandro in surprise, "Two people are alive? What are their characteristics?"

Alejandro: "An old man and a black guy, this intel cost me quite a bit." Jimmy nodded, "Seems like they're lucky. Well, I'm not here to save people; their fate is in God's hands. As for the intel cost, you'll handle the aftermath?"

Alejandro was silent for a moment, "It will take quite a few people, might have to distribute part of it."

Jimmy: "There will be enough for you to take a share."

Alejandro: "Who can refuse to take a bit more? It's a deal."

After some casual conversation, two hours later, Alejandro parked the car behind a dirt slope. He took out the GPS to check the coordinates and pointed out the estate's position. The two rested in this concealed spot and began organizing the equipment in the trunk.

Bullet-Proof Vest, helmet, monocular night vision device, MP7 with silencer, Glock 19 with silencer, several spare magazines, and two Shock Bombs, perfect for indoor assault, a combat dagger with a sheath placed to one side, and a monocular telescope, the gear was well-prepared.

Jimmy checked everything, it was indeed new, the smell of gun oil still strong. Alejandro reached out, picked up the MP7, pulled the bolt to check, then put it back in the trunk, "Time is tight, no time to process, I don't think you need it too clean either. The serial numbers have all been destroyed, no traces left."

Jimmy nodded, even though he didn't explicitly say, Alejandro still prepared the full set of scouting equipment. These things aren't cheap, and taking them out in advance without Jimmy's confirmation clearly also has considerable pressure, but it's not a big problem. Jimmy believed Alejandro's gains would surely cover the costs.

After ensuring there were no mistakes, Jimmy started putting on the Bullet-Proof Vest. Alejandro reached out and stopped him, "It's half an hour before dark, you don't plan to set out now, do you? We still have to wait a while."

Jimmy: "Getting ready in advance to adapt a bit. Is it safe around here? Can I test the guns?"

Alejandro shrugged, "No problem, as long as you don't remove the silencer."

Jimmy walked to the side, looked around, aimed at a nearby rock, tested the handgun and the MP7 to confirm the trajectory was fine, then unloaded the magazine to refill the bullets, "Will you wait here or wait for my call to come over?"

Alejandro: "I'll leave the car here, I'll wait for your call nearby. If you need to leave urgently, come over and drive away yourself. Do you remember the route?"

He casually placed the car keys on top of the left rear wheel and then walked away from the vehicle to another location.

Soon, it was completely dark. Jimmy checked his watch, then got up to head to the target location.

Jimmy had already confirmed via satellite map, while the internal structure of the estate couldn't be said to be fully familiar, at least he had memorized several buildings and the pool. Holding a GPS terminal, it displayed direction and position information. Jimmy, carrying the gear, jogged towards Eladio's estate.

When Jimmy was about a kilometer from the estate, he lowered the night vision device. Heart Eye Vision combined with night vision makes operating in the wilderness very convenient, especially when he noticed two sentry posts with close proximity on the way to the estate. They form crossing fire, located on either side of the road. If he hadn't precisely understood the operatives' movements inside the sentry posts, he could easily have exposed himself prematurely.

"Bang" "Bang" — pre-emptively aiming at the two, two consecutive shots, efficiently taking them down without giving them time to alert others.