Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　 Finally caught the little Zakayev, you tell me now, let me catch him again?

that's it? !

　　 At this moment, Lu Qi deeply felt the helplessness of the boss moving his mouth and the subordinate breaking his leg.

　　 For Sheffield’s words, Lu Qi cursed in his heart, but he still had an extremely serious expression on his surface, and he asked in a deep voice:

　　 "What clue do we have?"

　　 Sheffield was able to become the three-star lieutenant general with real power, not by slapped horses and beards, but by real combat exploits and powerful and effective means.

　　 Sheffield, which has a large number of available resources, has already had a case:

　　 "This group of extremists who attacked the transport team was very cunning and cautious. However, they were not cautious enough and left traces."

　　 "The authentication department has obtained the cartridge cases left on the highway. After model testing, database comparison, and source tracking, we can quickly find the source of this batch of munitions."

　　 Hearing this, Lu Qi couldn't help blinking his eyes and asked:

　　 "Then when shall we act?"

　　 "No hurry, when and how to act, we will make plans after Captain Price returns."

　　Speaking of this, Sheffield did not forget to show his love for soldiers in front of Lu Qi:

　　 "Your team has just completed the mission and rescued all the passengers on the airliner. Let's take a rest. Next, there are still busy..."

　　 If he knew the moustache general on the other side of the screen, or killed the ghost and Xiaoqiang with one hand, and destroyed the murderer of the 141 special service team, Lu Qi might really be deceived by the opponent's mask.

　　 However, life is like a play. It depends on acting skills. Everyone has a mask. When you need it, you can gently put it on and turn into others...

　　 Standing at attention, Lu Qi saluted Sheffield on the screen, and then said:

"Yes, sir."

　　. . .

　　 About two hours later, Price finally returned with Team B.

　　 Due to the timely arrival of Price and others, the conspiracy of the extremists to kidnap the Greek Prime Minister did not materialize.

　　Perhaps, from the beginning, Makarov never thought about kidnapping any Greek prime minister, but just randomly picked a target that could divert 141 attention...

　　 And Price and others also learned from Lu Qi that little Zakayev was rescued by extremists.

　　Gates, who is a bit more grumpy, spit out fragrant directly:

　　 "Damn terrorists, they should all go to hell!"

　　 The four core members of Task Force 141, Price, Gates, Soap, and Lu Qi, were assembled in the tactical room, and Sheffield once again appeared in the real-time video screen.

　　 "The forensic department started with the cartridge case and found the source of this batch of arms..."

　　 After a pause, Sheffield called out a name: "Gabriel Carlos."

　　 Following Sheffield’s words, a photo popped up on the tactical screen.

　　 In the photo, there is a black bald man with a scar on his right cheek and his eyes are full of sorrow.

　　 Staring closely at the photo on the screen, Price couldn't help but frown, and then said: "Never heard of it, sir."

　　 "You must have heard his codename-Black Jesus..."

　　 Before Price could speak, Gates on the side said first:

　　 "Black Jesus?! Is that the infamous Brazilian arms dealer with business in South America, Southeast Asia, and even the Middle East?"

　　 Sheffield on the screen nodded and continued:

　　 "That's right. He will be our ticket to Little Zakayev."

　　 "As long as we catch him and get information from him, then we can know the location of his next transaction with extremists..."

　　 "Sir, this Carlos, where is he now?" Soap asked involuntarily.

"Rio de Janeiro, Brazil."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, several satellite maps shot from various angles popped up on the tactical screen.

　　 It seemed that it was a rather luxurious mountainside villa.

　　 "He obviously also knows his head and is watched by many forces. Therefore, he has never left his luxurious villa in a slum."

　　 "The task of 141 is to go to Brazil, get him out of the villa, and get the information we want from him!"

　　 After that, Sheffield's gaze couldn't help but turned to the pensive Price, and asked:

　　 "Captain Price, do you have anything to add?"

　　 Hearing this, Price, sitting in the seat, did not immediately answer, but was silent for a while before speaking:

　　 "My boss once told me that in the world, the two places he hates most are the slums of Brazil, except for Chernobyl, which can be radiated to death by just two steps."

　　 "Because there, you don't even know which half-hidden door, roof, corner bullet shot from when you are performing a task, and instantly took your life!"

　　 "You can't tell which are civilians and which are militia..."

　　 Hearing Price's words, Sheffield frowned and said solemnly: "So, Captain Price, what do you mean, suggest that we find another way?"

　　 "No, I'm just telling you and my subordinates to emphasize the importance of this mission. After all, as a field commander of 141, I need to think about my subordinates..."

　　 The position of the station is different, the angle of viewing the problem is different.

　　 If the 141 special service team swaggered to the opponent's turf to carry out a capture operation, what they would have to face would be a steady stream of militia forces from all directions, and bullets shot from nowhere.

　　 Not to mention, after they caught Carlos, how did they escape from the encirclement under Carlos...

　　 It can be seen from this ~www.ltnovel.com~ There will definitely be casualties in this mission!

　　 Of course, Sheffield doesn't care about these issues at all, because he is the commander and he only cares about the final result.

　　 But Price is different.

　　He needs to be responsible for his subordinates and ensure that every 141 team member can return safely.

　　 Seeing between Price and Sheffield, there was a faint feeling of tit-for-tat. Lu Qi rolled his eyes, then raised his hand and interjected:

　　 "Sir, I have a proposal!"

　　As soon as he said this, Sheffield, who was just about to say something on the other side of the screen, and everyone in the tactical room focused on him.

　　 I saw Lu Qi sitting in the seat, without changing his face, he slowly got up and said:

　　 "Since this Carlos is an arms dealer who keeps the door closed, we can find a way to let him open the door on his own initiative and treat us as guests. Welcome us in!"

　　 Hearing the words, the curious old soap brother asked very much, "How can it be done?"

Snapped!

　　 As soon as he snapped his fingers, Lu Qi smiled slightly, spreading his hands and said:

　　 "It's very simple, let's talk to him about a big deal that we can't refuse!"

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