The Dragon Soul of the Strongest Special Forces

Chapter 122 Chaos

North of San Francisco, container terminal.

After Wuster shot Banks in the back, he immediately retreated behind the container, raised his hand to check the time on his watch, and ordered the other mercenaries over the radio: "Guys, their reinforcements are coming soon!" We're almost there, we can retreat."

After receiving the retreat order from Worcester, the mercenary squad in the container distribution yard began to withdraw from the container distribution yard in an orderly manner.

Frake carried Banks back into the space between two rows of containers, put Banks down, and checked his injuries.

Banks’ left hand was completely broken by the bullet, the severed arm was only connected by a layer of flesh, and the broken blood vessel was still gushing blood; the left leg was penetrating, and the flesh was turned outward where the bullet pierced, and the bullet did not hurt him Otherwise, Banks would have died of excessive blood loss.

"It's okay, buddy, it's okay."

Flake rummaged through the first-aid kit he picked up when he retreated just now, and said to Banks, "I'll stop the bleeding for you now, and our support will be here soon."

But when Frake pulled out the hemostatic bandage to stop the bleeding for Banks, he found that Banks' head had been tilted to one side.

Frake reached out and pressed Banks' carotid artery, but he couldn't feel any pulse.

"Fuck!"

Flake threw the tourniquet in his hand on the ground, pressed the radio button on his chest, and said, "Banks is dead!"

Banksy is dead!
There are only eight people left in the twenty-man action team, and five of them are wounded!
Fifteen minutes later, two helicopters landed on the open space of the container terminal according to the smoke bomb thrown by Flake.

The combat team members on the first helicopter built a defensive circle in the open area, covering the medical team on the second helicopter to send the wounded to the plane.

After sending the wounded to the helicopter, Flake, Sarah and the others also carried the dead team members to the helicopter. They did not intend to keep these people here.

"Look there!"

Sarah patted Flake next to her, and pointed to a shipping container full of bullet holes, with surprise and shock in her eyes.

Under the dim light of the distribution center, there was a large pool of blood under the container full of bullet holes, and all the blood flowed out of the container.

Sarah and Freke walked up to the container, looked at the blood flowing from the gap, and already guessed what happened, guessed what they would face after opening the container!
"Ready?" Flake asked Sarah.

The experience of serving in FORCE-RECON made Freke much more able to bear certain things than Sarah.

Sarah nodded and made an "OK" gesture to Flake.

Flake snipped the lock on the container door, grabbed the latch, took a deep breath, and jerked the latch open.

As soon as the latch was pulled, the two corpses smashed open the door of the container and fell out.

"My-god!"

Although she was prepared in her heart, Sarah couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the trafficked people in the container.

The container was full of abductees, they stood crowded together, without any room to move, so when the bullets came, they could not dodge at all, they could only be killed by the bullets; their mouths were stuck Tape, can not call for help outside.

"See if there are any survivors!" Flake ordered to the others around him: "Go check other containers and find out if there are any locked up! Hurry up!"

Frake and Sarah didn't pay attention. When they opened the container, Razam, who was hiding in the dark, took pictures of everything he saw with a camera.

Razam is a journalist and a well-known "bully" in the journalistic circle.All kinds of lace and scandals, as long as they are in the hands of Razam, even if they are fake, he can still write them as true; if they are recorded by his camera, they will even make the city full of storms.

No newspaper or magazine is willing to hire Razam for this trouble, but this has no effect on Razam. Without the restraint of newspapers and magazines, Razam is even more unscrupulous, publishing his fabricated or true reports. Go to the Internet and collect fees by reading all the content for a fee.

The fee paid by each person is not much, but the tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of readers, gives Razam a lot of income.

Taking such an explosive photo was enough to earn him a large amount of income. Razam put away his camera and left the container terminal satisfied.

The next morning, an article with photos appeared on the Internet. The article pointed directly at the FBI and DEA, claiming that they massacred innocent people during their operations at the container terminal in northern San Francisco!

This article was like a blockbuster that exploded on the Internet, and the FBI and DEA were pushed to the forefront.

DEA San Francisco Division.

In the office of Director of Operations Goreme, there was a dispute between Sarah and Goreme. The two sides were arguing over whether to continue to hunt Mons Ondo, but it was clear that Sarah's request to continue the hunt was not met by Goreme. He mercilessly refused.

"Hand over your weapons and credentials now, and leave my office immediately! Immediately!" Goreme pointed to the door of the office and ordered Sarah angrily.

Sarah glanced at Goreme, put her pistol and ID in Goreme's office, opened the door and walked out of the office, and slammed the door shut.

"got rejected?"

In the corridor outside the office, Freke saw the expression on Sarah's face, coupled with the dispute in the office just now, he already knew the answer.

In fact, when Sarah absolutely went to Goreme, Frank already knew that this would end.

The FBI and DEA are now facing a lot of pressure. Even though a press conference has been held and the situation explained, the effect is not obvious.Graeme himself is also facing pressure from above, so at this time, it is impossible for him to approve Sarah's actions.

"I won't give up just like that." Sarah said resolutely: "I must catch Mengsi Ondo! Only when he is caught, those rumors on the Internet will be broken!"

"I'll help you!" Flake said to Sarah.

Sarah looked at Frank suspiciously, she did not expect that Frank would offer to help her.

"Don't look at me like that." Flake replied: "Banks and I entered the Marine Corps together, and then I went to FORCE-RECON, and he didn't. I thought we had no chance to meet again, but I didn't expect , After retiring, we went to serve in the FBI together."

"He has two children, and his daughter is only three months old. He is gone, and everything can only depend on his wife. I watched him die in front of me, and I had to do something for him."

(End of this chapter)