The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 1145 Surrender
"You, the FBI, kidnapped my daughter. I can't let you die." Mason's reason was a bit perfunctory.

Except for Jack, no one present could be said to have any friendship with him. Since it was the old man who took the initiative to offer to accompany Jack on the adventure, the others were just a little surprised, but no one would strongly object.

The members of Team B would also make various suggestions during the operation, but obeying orders is a basic quality of a soldier. After Captain Jason gave the order, although everyone was still a little worried about Jack, they still packed up their equipment quickly.

They had a long way to go. First they had to go back to the sewer to retrieve their diving equipment, then go half way around the island to the bottom of the cliff of the lighthouse, and then find a way to climb up.

Although Jack promised to try his best to attract the enemy's attention for them, the risks the SEALs faced were no less high.

The cliffs are as high as 20 to 30 meters, and are easily eroded by sea breeze all year round. There are also two guards on the lighthouse who are always monitoring the direction of the sea. If they are discovered during the climbing process, they will also be in danger of death.
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"Don't shoot, we surrender!"

"Who are you?" The general, who was standing straight beside the hostages, asked sternly as he looked at the old man and the young boy who walked out of the prison hospital with their hands raised.

"We are the people you are looking for, General." Jack, whose eyes were blinded by the searchlight, turned his head and answered loudly.

"Nonsense!" As Hammer cursed, his adjutant, Major Buster, waved at the two soldiers, signaling them to go forward for reconnaissance.

The two soldiers looked at each other hesitantly, then reluctantly left the bunker, carefully passed by Jack and Mason, and covered each other as they entered the prison hospital.

When Jack and Mason slowly walked up the stairs with their hands raised and were about to arrive in front of the crowd, the searchlight moved away from their faces.

As the two men raised their heads, General Hammer couldn't help but look surprised as one looked too young and the other too old.

His eyes kept wandering between the two men's faces, and finally stopped at Mason's face. "I thought I was the only old man here. Tell me your name and rank, old sailor."

Major Buster and another soldier stepped forward, pointed their guns at Jack and Mason's backs, and checked whether the two men were hiding any weapons.

"Actually, I'm an army soldier." Compared to Jack's awkwardness - after all, he was the one who usually checked criminal suspects in this way, Mason, who was often searched by prison guards in prison, was much calmer.

"Answer the question! And use respectful titles!" Major Buster poked him in the back with the muzzle of his gun.

Mason sighed, put down his hands, stood up straight, and answered with the attitude of a junior officer facing his superior, "I am Captain John Mason, respected general, and I am affiliated with the British Royal Airborne Special Forces. Of course, I am retired now."

"British? Captain, how are you related to this matter?" Hammer was a little surprised by the answer.

Mason glared at Jack beside him unhappily, "I am quite familiar with this prison. I have been a guest here before."

"What about you, young man?" Hammer followed his gaze and looked at Jack next to him, "Show your identity."

Jack also put down his hand, "I'm not a soldier, I'm an FBI agent, Jack Tawaller, General, just call me Jack."

"FBI? Not special forces? Why are there only two of you? Where are the others?"

Before Jack could answer, two soldiers who had just entered the prison hospital ran out in panic, "Damn it, they dismantled all the missiles, and the poison warheads inside are missing."

Hammer's deputy general attitude could no longer be maintained. He reached out and grabbed Jack by the collar, but after thinking for a moment, he let him go and turned around to grab Mason by the collar.

"What did you do? Where are your companions?" "Of course they evacuated with the dangerous VX." Jack ignored the old man Mason's sad look and said, "Don't make things difficult for Mr. Mason. He is just an unlucky guide who was coerced and lured by the higher-ups."

Even as a general who had experienced hundreds of battles, Hammer was confused by this operation. "Evacuate? I still have 81 hostages and two missiles that can be launched at any time. Why do you want to evacuate? Who allowed you to do this?"

"Of course it's an order from the Pentagon, General." Jack said nonsense, "The military believes that the remaining two VX missiles are no longer a threat, as for the 81 hostages."

He blinked, showing a puzzled expression, "Wasn't it your request that the news be kept secret from the outside world? So there was no terrorist attack, only a ferry accident caused by sea conditions.

Or maybe an accident happened in the dilapidated prison facilities, or maybe an accident happened in the undiscovered old arsenal on the island, and so on.

You know, the FBI is good at covering up the truth, right? "

He felt as if his chest was blocked by a huge rock. The general's face turned pale and blue and he almost vomited blood.

"You damn bastard!" A soldier stepped forward and smashed Jack's handsome face, which looked extremely hateful at the moment, with the butt of his rifle.

Jack turned his face slightly to avoid the bridge of his nose, and the butt of the gun hit his forehead. Blood immediately spread along the brow bone to the cheek, and finally dripped down the chin.

"Stop!" Hammer stretched out his hand to stop the soldier from taking any further action, and continued to ask with a gloomy face, "Then why did you two come out to surrender?"

"Of course it's for the 81 hostages. It's time to stop, General. We are your prisoners. You can take us and the remaining two missiles and evacuate safely by helicopter."

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Jack answered as a matter of course, and Mason chimed in.

"Your blackmail plan has failed. The Air Force may be dispatched at any time to turn this place into a sea of ​​fire. Whether for the sake of the 81 innocent people or for the lives of your subordinates, it is time to gracefully admit that the operation has failed."

As Mason spoke, Jack's eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, comparing them with the information he had received previously.

As Red had expected, the composition of the general's soldiers had changed.

The only ones confirmed to be Hammer faction were Major Buster and a captain who looked to be over 30 years old, and the rest were probably "mercenaries."

The guy who impulsively attacked him was a black soldier with thick lips and a pot-cut hair, one of the "mercenaries".

"Blackmail?" Hammer looked at Mason who was speaking for Jack. "I'm not a terrorist, so they just used you as a guide. They didn't tell you why I did this, right?"

Mason spread his hands and started to play dumb, but the old man kept remembering that Jack said the purpose of their trip was to delay time, so they said a lot more now.

"Although I've been in prison, I've seen you on TV, the famous war hero, right? I don't think you're doing this for the money."

"As a former outstanding soldier, you should also understand the pain of being betrayed by those fucked-up superiors, Captain Mason, we should be on the same side."

Hammer stood in front of Mason with his arms folded, as if he felt that he had nothing to say to Jack, the FBI agent.

(End of this chapter)