novelraw Chapter 448 - 210: The Truth (2)
Chapter 448 - 210: The Truth (2)
Under the intense concentrated fire, the drug traffickers scattered instantly.
"God! We are finally saved!"
"Hahaha..."
Seeing the joint forces finally arriving for support, the officers and flight passengers cheered with joy, eager to run over and join them.
The Black Hawk helicopter landed in the middle of the dirt road.
The cabin door opened, and more than a dozen American special forces officers with "FBI SWAT" written on their uniforms jumped out.
Their leader, a middle-aged man with an aquiline nose, surveyed the battlefield sharply, as if he were assessing the situation.
Gu Ji had dealt with the FBI many times at bomb checkpoints, and at a glance, he could tell that most of their tactical movements were clearly not those of the FBI, but rather had a military style.
It seems, for the sake of mission assurance, the Americans still deployed military personnel.
Perhaps due to the national sensitivity of their military identities, and the inability to participate in civilian operations, they deliberately disguised as "FBI".
This was good as well, avoiding further dealings with Jillian and others.
Supported by his subordinates, Miliburn came down from the hill and limped toward the Mexican officer to report.
"I can’t believe you managed to hold off over a hundred drug traffickers for nearly an hour with just these people," praised the gray-haired Mexican commander from inside the DN-V armored vehicle.
Miliburn coughed twice, turned his head to Gu Ji, "Sir, our success in holding on to the end is mainly thanks to Mr. Yasen here; he is one of the passengers from flight AM649!"
"Oh?"
The white-haired commander couldn’t help but express surprise, even the FBI-disguised man with the aquiline nose turned to look at Gu Ji, who was holding a G36 rifle.
"Report, sir, 16 drug traffickers were shot dead at the scene, the rest fled southwest, the danger is cleared."
"After confirming the HVT, return to Mexico City immediately!"
"Yes, sir!"
A moment later, the "FBI officers" responsible for site reconnaissance came over to report, the aquiline nose just coldly responded, and then the joint forces began escorting the AM649 passengers to the capital, Mexico City.
Inside the purple bus.
Bolton turned to Gu Ji, "Mr. Yasen, are we completely safe now?"
"Sort of, even the arrogant Sinaloa traffickers wouldn’t dare to confront the US-Mexico Joint Forces." Gu Ji looked at the scenery outside; it was already past six in the evening, the sky had turned dark, yet it felt incredibly reassuring.
Because the gunfire that lasted the afternoon had finally stopped.
Just as the convoy crossed the Durango State border, stepping out of the Sinaloa Drug Cartel’s territory.
[Ultimate goal: Prevent the AM649 flight crash incident, successfully control civilian casualty within 20!]
[Unlock hidden goal: Discover the truth of the AM649 flight crash!]
Flight crash truth?
Seeing the mission title, Gu Ji couldn’t help but have his eyelid twitch.
As everyone knows, air crash investigations often require a prolonged process, with international transport aircraft accident investigations typically taking over 2 years, and more complex ones taking even longer.
Even preliminary investigation reports for major air crashes usually take at least half a month.
The manpower and resources consumed during the investigation are huge, beyond what he alone could possibly influence.
"For a conventional investigation, the remaining 30 hours are not nearly enough; it seems to complete the hidden mission, a shortcut is necessary."
Gu Ji narrowed his eyes, suddenly recalling the mysteriously deceased flight captain.
He decisively stood up, walked to the back of the bus, and sat down beside Riddle.
This guy was originally browsing his phone, but seeing Gu Ji, his heart skipped a beat, cursed inwardly, yet still forced a smile on his face, "Mr. Yasen, is there something you need?"
"Riddle, I need to know the cause of the captain’s death and the truth about the crash."
"What cause and truth? I don’t understand what you are talking about, Mr. Yasen!"
"Don’t think I don’t know you’re with Kilika, I’m giving you one last chance to speak; you know my methods."
Upon hearing the name "Kilika", Riddle’s entire body tensed like a drawn bowstring.
His lips trembled slightly, words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back, seemingly remembering that Gu Ji’s combat prowess along the journey was not to be trifled with.
"Mr. Yasen, if I talk, I’ll die. Those people are not to be messed with!"
"If you don’t speak, you’ll die right now."
Gu Ji raised his sturdy arm, placing it around Riddle’s neck.
Riddle could even smell the faint scent of blood on that arm, and he shivered suddenly, "I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Both the captain, Lloyd, and I were working for Kilika; I managed the accounts, and Lloyd was responsible for clandestinely transporting weapons and special items for Kilika."
Gu Ji’s eyelids twitched.
He hadn’t expected the captain to also be one of Kilika’s people.
However, there have been cases overseas where civilian airline crew members engaged in criminal activities; just two years ago, Los Angeles in the United States cracked a massive drug-related case, where drug cartel members conspired with a captain to use flights for shipping drugs and munitions from Los Angeles International Airport to Florida, amounting to as much as 33 million US Dollars, possibly involving Kilika’s people as well.
Riddle continued to speak.
It turned out that ever since Kilika was assassinated, the gang had internal divides and infighting; Riddle, to save his life, took the ledgers and went into hiding, ultimately unable to stay in the United States, then sought out the captain, Lloyd, trading the ledgers for a fake identity to start anew in Brazil.