Seeing that Locke finally made his choice, Du Wei smiled slightly:

"Very well, as a warrior, thinking too much will only affect your mentality.

So do what you do best, Locke.

According to the intelligence passed by Agent Murphy, an air strike will be carried out in the afternoon.

In order to prevent the news from leaking, Colombian officials have not been notified yet.

This news will only be notified to Colombian officials half an hour before the attack is launched.

I need you to lead the team members to wait nearby, launch a surprise attack as soon as possible, and firmly hold the credit for the beheading in your hands, can you do it?"

Although Locke's utilitarianism towards Du Wei was a bit strange.

After all, Du Wei had always behaved calmly and calmly before, but now he was suddenly extremely utilitarian, giving people an indescribable feeling.

But as Duwei said, if Pablo can really beheaded, then all of them will receive awards.

This is a rare honor for them.

Therefore, Locke agreed directly without much hesitation.

When the call ended, a pair of white and tender arms hugged Du Wei's neck, and a tickling hot breath sounded in his ears:

"You have arranged everything, is it possible that we are really here for a trip?

I can't bear to lie down anymore, no matter what, I have to go to the war."

Du Wei turned around and looked at Xiao, who was gradually getting rid of his emotional barriers, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I left the biggest fish for you.

They can't catch Pablo.

Since news of the air raid will definitely be notified to Colombian officials, Pablo will definitely know the news as soon as possible.

Even though he couldn't take everyone with him, he himself could appear in Medellin's middle-class community through the underground passages extending in all directions under the manor.

At the same time, he escaped with the help of local people's cover.

So your task is to wait for Pablo to show up in that middle-class neighborhood of Medellin."

"oh?"

Xiao raised his eyebrows and his expression immediately became excited.

She originally thought that Du Wei would take care of everything so that she would really have no chance to use force this time.

Unexpectedly, Du Wei really considered her problem and left a big fish here for her.

This is really great.

Xiao stood up suddenly and bounced like jelly.

"Then what are you waiting for, Gen? Get up quickly and get to work!"

Genmei, who had just failed to get up and got back under the quilt, felt a chill all over her body and her whole body was exposed naked again.

Genmei scolded with some shame and anger, and then got into a fight with Xiao.

For a time, the beautiful scenery was overflowing, and there were fragrant wind, snow and jade everywhere.

After a while, the two women got up out of breath and started to wash up.

During this time, Du Wei had already contacted 47 and Rogge in the other room.

Soon the five heavily armed men reunited.

47, who was carrying a customized version of the Sicker 300 Ghost sniper rifle, looked at Du Wei who came out with the two women and asked:

"Huh? Why did you come out of their room?"

Upon hearing this, Rogge quietly pulled 47's sleeve, hinting him not to ask any more questions.

But 47 obviously had no experience in this area, and he didn't understand what Rogge meant.

Facing 47, who had not yet contacted personnel, Du Wei said without changing his face:

"Girls usually take a long time to put on makeup, so I go directly to their rooms to urge them to do it faster."

47 nodded and accepted this statement without any doubt, and then asked:

"Has the opportunity come?"

Du Wei took out a stack of printed photos from his arms and distributed them to everyone:

"Yes, remember the people in these photos. As long as these people appear within your field of vision, don't let anyone go."

47 took the photo from Du Wei's hand, and the first photo was of Pablo, who had a slight resemblance to him between his eyebrows.

The second photo shows Gustavo wearing a hat. As Pablo's cousin, he is not only Pablo's right-hand man but also the second-in-command of the Medellin Group.

The third photo of the target to be assassinated was somewhat unexpected.

Because this is a woman who seems to have nothing to do with the doping industry.

The outfit looks more like a serious female anchor, but there is a reason why she appears in the target photo.

Sure enough, 47, who flipped through the photo, confirmed this in Du Wei's annotation.

This woman named Valeria was Pablo's mistress and played a major role in shaping the image of Robin Hood in the slums.

This is an existence that does not directly sell drugs, but is more damning than directly selling drugs.

The fourth photo shows a man wearing a jungle camouflage uniform and holding an AK. Behind him, a white and red flag with a black number 19 is flying.

Regarding him, Duwei's annotation is "Torres the Terrible", the leader of the anti-official M19 armed forces and one of the sources of unrest in Colombia.

…

47 quickly recorded all the faces in the photo in his mind.

Then he handed the photo to Roger.

As a killer, good memory is a basic quality.

Soon, the four of them all remembered the image of the target in their hearts, and then headed to the vicinity of Medellin to silently wait for the upcoming air raid.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a bomb suddenly dropped from a high altitude and landed precisely where the soldiers of the Medellin Group were concentrated.

Bang!

Huge flames instantly illuminated the entire Medellin. When everyone was stunned and didn't know what was happening, bombs fell from the sky one after another.

If the beautiful country learned anything from the failed Black Hawk Down, it was to use missiles to clear the ground before personnel entered!

And now it is the beautiful country’s ace stealth bomber B2 that is carrying out the air strike mission!

When the first wave of air strikes ended, thick smoke was billowing from everywhere in Medellin.

Just as people were congratulating themselves on surviving the catastrophe, several warships in the Caribbean north of Colombia began a second wave of missile attacks.

Dozens of Tomahawk cruise missiles took off from warships in the Gulf of Darien in the Caribbean Sea, carrying out another precise attack on the drug manufacturing factories and important bases of the Medellin Group.

For a time, air raid sirens sounded throughout the city of Medellin.

Everywhere was the sound of people crying and the incompetent and furious firing of drug lords.

All the roads and other infrastructure invested and built by Pablo were paralyzed by this wave of attacks.

This limited Pablo's escape to the greatest extent.

Before anyone could take a breath, the third wave of air raids followed.

After confirming that the Medellin Group did not have surface-to-air precision-guided weapons, a group of F15EX Strike Eagle fighter jets from the United States conducted a low-altitude missile land-washing mode.

After three rounds of air raids, the Medellin Legion, which was said to number 40,000, was almost wiped out with casualties.

The manor where Pablo lives is full of ruins.

After it was confirmed that the armed forces in Medellin no longer existed, it was the turn of the special forces disguised as bounty hunters and mercenaries to enter the scene together with the official Colombian army.

If someone can look down from the air, they can see groups of well-trained teams advancing towards Pablo Manor in standard tactical formations.

Among them, the fastest and sharpest team is SEAL Team 7.

Although they had been here for a long time and were under strict surveillance by the Medellin Group, they took the opportunity before the air raid to familiarize themselves with the terrain.

It was with this little advantage that they were able to get closer to Pablo's estate ahead of the friendly forces.

After getting rid of a few enemies who managed to survive and still resisted, they successfully broke into Pablo's house.

But to their surprise, they searched the entire house and found no trace of Pablo.

Only a dark hole was found behind a wall in a basement, leading to nowhere.

It was as if Pablo had learned of their actions in advance and left here first.

Who revealed the secret?

Locke, who took the lead, suddenly had countless related parties flashing through his mind.

The US military? Colombian officials? Or the mysterious commander Du Wei?
To be continued...