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Three days later…

The CIA issued a wanted order against Pablo, which detailed the various crimes Pablo had committed over the years, including some things for which no conclusive evidence had been found but only suspicions.

For example, he assassinated the Vice President of Colombia three times.

But, so what if there is no evidence, just send it out, who can find the CIA to verify it?

The CIA's public arrest is the official start of the investigation and arrest of Pablo.

The day after the wanted order was issued, Sean secretly arrived in Bogota again.

This time I took an 'ordinary' private plane, the space was small and not comfortable at all.

However, the limelight has been tight recently, and Sean did not dare to ride around in the iconic golden sky palace, which was too eye-catching.

Therefore, people should keep a low profile.

For example, a special plane can be customized again without any modifications to the appearance. It looks like an 'ordinary' special plane and is used for secret travel...

ε=(´ο｀*))) Alas, when getting off the plane, Sean let out a long breath. I am really too low-key and too simple!

…

"Welcome, messenger of justice, my friend." Gustavo smiled and walked over with his hand outstretched.

"Hello, President Gustavo, nice to see you again." Sean smiled and reached out to shake hands with the other party. Messenger of Justice, he liked this title.

This is not the presidential palace, but a villa in the city. This is a secret meeting.

Jean entered the study, sat down again, and started talking after serving coffee.

"How is it? I heard that you have strengthened your security recently?" Sean asked with a smile.

Gustavo shrugged with distress, "Yes, there is no way, you know, Pablo is too rampant, his power is rooted in every corner of Colombia, there are too many people here who are willing to give him

Help can even be extended to the entire South America."

"There is no good way for us to take him."

There are no outsiders here, so Gustavo doesn't need to maintain any dignity or pretend to be a big clove.

"So, I'm here, so he's dead!" Sean said firmly.

Gustavo shrugged and didn't say much. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but that there were too many examples to prove that Pablo was not that easy to deal with. "I don't know what kind of cooperation we need to do."

"It's very simple, a wanted order. In addition, you also need to issue a cooperation invitation to the umbrella company, hire the umbrella company, and jointly complete the attack on Pablo. We need the legal right to act." Sean said with a smile: "You

You know, our umbrella private military contractor is a legal organization and never does anything illegal or indisciplined."

The corner of Gustavo's mouth twitched, and he wanted to punch the guy in front of him in the face. There was no third person here, so why bother...

"It's just that, as a result, we will be under a lot of pressure. You know, Pablo and his partners are declaring something, nationalism..." Gustavo looked a little embarrassed.

Sean's face darkened and he blurted out: "You don't want to be a bitch and build a memorial arch at the same time, do you?"

In one word, Gustavo's whole person is in a bad state. Yes, there is no third person here, but it's Fuck who messed with you. You just said that you just break the law and discipline, and you become a fucking bitch when you come to me.

son?

People can't double standard like this, right?!

Sean coughed lightly, as if he didn't see Gustavo's expression, and continued to talk to himself: "I don't believe you can't find an excuse. Pablo is no longer just a Colombian drug criminal. The source of his drugs ranges from

It is spread throughout South America, and the pan-drug network goes deep into all parts of the world, endangering the life, health and safety of everyone around the world. This is not a matter for Colombia alone."

"This should be a joint operation against drug crimes by countries around the world, not Colombia alone. This will be very helpful in restoring Colombia's reputation in the international community."

"Gustavo, you don't want Colombia to be called a cancer in the world!"

Gustavo sat back on the sofa and rolled his eyes. You have already made a fucking plan, why are you here to find me?

Just to inform me?

Obviously, this matter needs to be promoted by the US government at the United Nations General Assembly, but when it comes to combating drug crimes, no one will vote against it.

If any country dares to vote against this, it will become a joke if it is exposed.

So, this doesn't require Gustavo's consent at all.

Sean obviously understood what Gustavo was thinking, and said with a smile: "Other countries can only give verbal support and wave flags, but we are the ones who really contribute."

“So, how much is the Colombian government going to pay to hire an umbrella company?”

"We are a commercial organization. Although I would like to provide free services, you know, I need to be responsible for the shareholders and the employees under the umbrella. This is a very dangerous task, and someone must sacrifice for it."

"Of course, we will never back down for a just cause, but we cannot let the soldiers bleed and shed tears."

You have said everything you can, but the Colombian government has no money, and Gustavo himself is worried about money all day long, so he tilted his head and looked at Sean, "Are you trying to gain Pablo's property?"

"This is called loot seizure." Sean raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"That is the property of the Colombian people!" Gustavo refused to give in.

"No, that's money Americans lost."

The two began to quarrel over this. They would not believe it if the Colombian government did not actively cooperate with Pablo in order to 'rob' a sum of money.

The quarrel lasted for half an hour, and finally an agreement was reached, but Gustavo didn't look good when he left.

…

As soon as he arrived at the presidential palace, Gustavo called his team together for a meeting.

Someone in the team immediately asked: "How was it determined?"

"It's divided into 30 and 70."

"Why is it only 70%!" the vice president immediately shouted loudly.

"Seventy percent belongs to someone else, but the other 30% depends on someone else's face!" Gustavo said with a dark face.

"Whose face?"

"Shaun's face!"

"We bear the infamy, contribute our talents, and work hard to cooperate, just to see his face?"

"Yes!" Gustavo nodded.

"We finally made up our minds to attack Pablo, but we still have to bear the risk of being assassinated, we still have to bear the slander, and we still have to look at it..."

"..."

"There is no way. The United States is ready to directly submit this matter to the United Nations. You all know how huge Pablo's drug network is and how many countries have been affected. This will eventually become a joint resolution of the United Nations to jointly combat international drug abuse.

And if Colombia doesn’t want to be labeled a cancerous country by the international community and be spurned by everyone, it must cooperate!”

Gustavo said with an ugly face: "Sean will not allow us to delay or hold back. He controls the media. That kind of behavior will be criticized by everyone around the world, and he may be labeled as a drug criminal's backstage support."

I can’t even wash off my hat, so when the time comes…”

No need to say it clearly, everyone understood it immediately.

Who among politicians is completely clean? Once they are labeled as such by the international community and investigated, many things cannot be hidden at all.

Besides, it’s not like the United States has never wanted to arrest the president of a country.

Gustavo doesn't want to be the wanted man.

Damn Pablo, it's all his fault, he's too arrogant and can cause trouble!

No one said that you shouldn’t be poisoned, so why the hell do you have to provoke those you can’t afford to offend!

After hearing Gustavo's words, a group of people's faces became ugly. Even though this was Colombia, even though they were in charge of the government, they didn't have much decision-making power at all and could only dance with the other party's baton.

.

And you have to laugh and dance!

damn it!

"Think on the bright side." The vice president gave a somewhat ugly smile, "At least we have cracked down on drug crimes and brought peace to the people. We will definitely be remembered in Colombia's history as the best government in Colombia.

.”

"Stop it, Summerfield." The Economic Secretary rolled his eyes fiercely, "If this is really the case, you can't be so naive. It would be great if we are not driven out of office by the angry people!"

"Without those things, do you know how many unemployed people will be created?"

"Millions, that's not 3% of the employed population, but 3% of the total population!"

"The unemployment population suddenly increased by 3%, and these people are all poor and criminals, and a large part of them have guns in their hands. Do you know how big a disaster it will bring?"

"There are also those anti-government armed forces who have cut off most of their economic sources. They will go crazy, and then Colombia will fall into war, and we will be driven out of power by the angry people, and we may even be sent to prison.

!”

"It's the best class yet. Haha, it's not even sure whether we can survive!"

When the Minister of Economic Affairs said this, everyone's expressions became even uglier.

You clearly know that it is wrong, but you cannot change it immediately. You must compromise and be prepared for those dark things to exist for a long time, and you must also cover them up.

Cannabis is Colombia's second largest agricultural export after coffee and occupies an extremely important position in international trade. Of course, there is also cocaine. After all, Colombia does not have much that can be exported to earn foreign exchange.

Whether from the perspective of employment or trade deficit, the Colombian government has to choose acquiescence.

This is also one of the main reasons why Pablo has such great influence in Colombia.

Politics is the art of compromise.

If Colombia is really doing this brilliantly, then the neighboring Ecuadorians must be very happy. They are eager to transfer the 'drug' industry there...

Everything in this world is fake, only money is real!

If you don’t have money, you can’t fucking eat, and you don’t care about justice or evil!

Thinking of the consequences of completely killing Pablo, the presidential team was dejected. Many people could not help but have the idea of ​​tipping off Pablo, and this idea was growing.

This is not to say that they have any cooperation with Pablo, but there are not many benefits and many disadvantages. Only a fool would do this kind of thing.

Are any politicians stupid?

Obviously not!

"Okay, don't have so many messy ideas." Gustavo knocked on the table, shook his head slightly and said, "Our Mr. Sean can obviously think of these things as well. He doesn't

It will give us the opportunity to cause sabotage. When we act, we are just cooperating and mopping up and other peripheral work to provide a legal platform and excuse."

"It's all over if someone catches you."

"Besides..." Gustavo said with a mocking smile, "Everyone, where is the cannabis export?"

"Cartagena, Atlantic City." someone immediately replied.

"I don't need to tell you whose territory that is!" Gustavo spread his hands, "Although our righteous man never directly participates in it, it provides a lot of convenience, and he can get it here every year

The profit sharing of RMB 100 million to RMB 200 million is still legal income.”

"He won't watch this network collapse." Gustavo said with a sneer, "I even doubt that he is not seeking revenge at all. Does a person like him have any sense of loyalty?"

"I don't believe it anyway!"

"I think he is interested in the global network. After all, he also has a shipping network that covers most of the world." Gustavo doesn't mind using the darkest possible means to speculate on Sean.

In his heart, this guy Sean is simply evil!

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

However, no matter what they thought, Sean was still pushing forward the matter step by step.

The momentum is rolling!

…

In the United States, on the east side of Manhattan, New York, a meeting is being held in the United Nations Building. The theme of the meeting is "Special Session of the General Assembly on International Cooperation to Combat the Illicit Production, Supply, Demand, Trafficking and Distribution of Narcotic Drugs and Psychotropic Substances", aiming to "

An anti-drug strategy that effectively reduces the demand for drugs.

"The last 100 years of history have also been the 100 years that drugs have developed and harmed the world. Over the past 100 years, with the advancement of science and technology and social progress, the types of drugs have become more complicated, causing greater harm to people and society. Since 1900

…”

"By 1988, according to statistics, 120 million people around the world were long-term drug users, and 100 million people were long-term smokers of marijuana."

"Among them, 20 million people smoke amphetamines and 18 million people smoke cocaine..."

At the United Nations General Assembly, the director of the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration was speaking with a report.

This is a summary report that illustrates the harm caused by drugs to people around the world over the past century.

"From June 12 to 26, 1987, after 14 days of discussion, we here adopted an anti-drug strategy that effectively reduced the demand for drugs. This played a very good role in combating the proliferation of drugs. Global integration is not only

Economically, but also in all aspects of society..."

"Finally, I propose." The Director of the Drug Enforcement Administration raised his head and glanced at the faces of the representatives of the 48 countries participating in the United Nations General Assembly. "I propose that the United Nations should play its role and play a leading role in the issue of drug control."

play a more important role.”

The meeting on drug control hosted by the United States and sponsored by the United Nations adopted a "Political Declaration on Drug Control" and a "Global Program of Action". The "Global Program of Action" believes that in the action against drug abuse and illegal drug trafficking, all countries should develop a balanced approach.

strategies and put them into practice, which mainly include: reducing the demand for drugs, eliminating and replacing the production and processing of illegal narcotics, suppressing drug trafficking, establishing treatment and drug rehabilitation measures, and strengthening anti-drug and related legal systems

wait.

At the same time, 1991 to 2000 was declared as the United Nations Decade against Drugs.

This operation against Colombian Pablo will be the best preview of the joint anti-drug operation. We hope that through this joint operation, we can work together more, identify problems, and lay a good foundation for the next 10 years of anti-drug operations.

This conference has somewhat increased the United States' prestige in international affairs, and at the same time proved that the United Nations is not a pure waste...

With the unanimous consent of 48 countries, the Colombian government has no power to resist.

…

Just the day after the resolution of the conference was passed, the United States, Canada, Brazil, Argentina, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, and Bolivia jointly held an eight-nation meeting to discuss a joint anti-drug operation.

Of course, Canada, Brazil and others are just following the flag-waving and shouting, and it is the United States itself that really contributes.

The conference lasted three days and finally decided that the U.S. military would dispatch 40 F16s and 30 Apache helicopter gunships, with a total force of 3,000 people, and Colombia would dispatch 10,000 troops to cooperate and act together to annihilate Medellin.

Pan-drug group!

The time for the United States to send troops was May 5, 1989, which was five days later.

…

During the time when the United Nations was in session, Umbrella quietly assembled 2,000 troops in order to hide from Pablo's ubiquitous spies in Colombia.

The protective umbrella adopts the method of separating people and cargo. These soldiers arrived in Cartagena as tourists, and then quietly obtained the equipment at the sub-base here, dispersed again, and circled in a large circle towards Mai.

Delin is close here.

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1989, April 28, Colombia, just two days after the end of the G8 meeting, Bogota.

The time was 6:00 pm, which was already off-duty time, and there was no one in the building.

But at this moment, a meeting is being held within the national security department.

"Okay, everyone is here, then, let's start the meeting." The Minister of Defense said expressionlessly: "I called everyone here today to inform you that in 5 hours, we will join forces with the Umbrella Company to jointly attack the Medellin Pan-Drug Cartel.

Initiate an action and let me introduce it to everyone."

What!?

Didn’t it say that the US military only arrived in Colombia on May 5th?

Why is it so early?

It’s a yin spear, right?

There was a crash... There was a burst of whispers at the scene, not only from the security department, but also from the police and the military.

But no one knew the news beforehand.

The Secretary of Defense seemed not to hear the commotion at the scene and pointed to a man sitting next to him who was unknown to everyone. "This is Mr. Bill, the chairman of the Umbrella Company. He will act with us. Now I invite Mr. Bill."

Speak.”

"Hello everyone, just call me Bill. This time I am cooperating with the Colombian government on behalf of the Umbrella Private Military Defense Company and presiding over this joint operation. I hope the cooperation will go smoothly, thank you." Bill just said casually.

As soon as Bill finished speaking, someone immediately asked eagerly: "Mr. Secretary of Defense, didn't the US military arrive on May 5th?"

The Minister of Defense did not say anything. He was from Gustavo's team, but even so, he had just learned about this matter.

As the Minister of Defense, he was not qualified to know in advance that military operations were being carried out in his own country. It was nonsense to say that he was in a good mood.

"When the U.S. military arrives, it has nothing to do with when the operation begins." Bill took the words and answered directly. Obviously, what he said before about hosting this joint operation was not just talk.

"This is not in compliance with the rules. It starts whenever it starts. Why should it be earlier?" Brian also expressed dissatisfaction. "We are starting to act now. We are not ready. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong."

Bryan was a senior member of the police department attending the meeting.

"Thank you. It's definitely not your turn to be responsible. All you need to do is obey orders." Bill said back unceremoniously, "If you are capable, it won't be our turn."

"You, you, you, you are so presumptuous!" Brian's face turned red, he slapped the table and stood up, "This is Colombia, it's not your turn to have the final say."

"Oh, what next?" Bill leaned on his seat, looked at Brian with a half-smile, and glanced at the faces of everyone in the conference room.

Some people had expressionless faces as if nothing had happened, some people lowered their heads and stared at the pen in their hands in a daze, some people frowned with solemn expressions on their faces, and some people stared at him with an aura on their faces.

"Of course, you can try to leave here now, as long as you can get out." Bill smiled indifferently. This place is currently controlled by United Nations peacekeeping forces.

Of course, 80% of this so-called peacekeeping force are Americans, and the rest are from Britain, France, Spain, Canada, and Austria, ensuring that no one has any contact with Pablo.

In one sentence, everyone present suddenly looked up, with shock written all over their faces. This is Colombia. As senior officials of the country, they are actually being controlled?

Is there any royal law?

Are there any laws?

Several people couldn't hold their breath and took out their phones directly. Bill didn't stop them and just drank coffee by himself.

After a minute, everyone who tried to call was stunned. No matter what they dialed, they could not get through.

"Okay, there's no need to try. The base stations nearby have been shut down, the wired phones have been disconnected, and a high-power jamming device is running at the same time. No matter what means are used, it is impossible to get any contact with the outside world." Bill laughed.

He put down the coffee cup and said with a sneer.

"You, you actually doubted us, what qualifications do you have!" Brian's head was covered with cold sweat, and he shouted sternly and restrainedly while wiping it off.

"Yes, I just doubt you." Bill looked at the other party without hesitation, "Give all gentlemen half an hour to prepare, and we will set off in an hour."

After saying that, Bill stopped looking at them, stood up and walked out directly.

The door to the conference room was closed, and the Minister of Defense sighed and said, "I hope all colleagues will think carefully about what to do next. You don't have much time left."

After that, the Minister of Defense also stood up and walked out.

There was silence in the conference room, a dead silence!

A few minutes later, Brian couldn't suppress the fear in his heart and asked eagerly: "What's going on? Why did Umbrella come to us to preside over the operation? The president... what did he think!

"

"As far as I know, this matter has little to do with us. It's because of Pablo himself." A voice answered: "The reason seems to be because the military did business with Mr. Sean of the Rockefeller family.

"

"We ordered some new turboprop fighter jets, which are specially designed for ground attack. They are low-cost and simple to operate. They have been tested in actual combat and the results are indeed very good." said a military person.

"I know, it was Pablo's small factory outside the city." Brian said immediately. He had cooperated with Pablo for many years, and he had given information about this matter before.

"No wonder, no wonder!" Brian's face was extremely ugly. He immediately thought of Jeff's assassination later.

He is responsible for the national police in this matter.

At that time, he also lamented that the funeral of a mafia boss was attended by celebrities from all walks of life and the vice president, which was considered an honor.

But now that I understand it, I feel completely bad!

This group of people talked to each other about the information they knew, and basically sorted out the entire context of the matter.

Pablo is arrogant and arrogant. His methods of dealing with people in the Colombian political arena are not enough, but he dares to use them on the children of the top ten American families. He is simply looking for death!

Good thing now, these big families that really control the world power start to exert their strength. The world's largest country will end up, the United Nations will end, and the momentum will roll down. What a bullshit, the world's number one drug lord!

If you really start ruthlessly, the top officials of the Colombian authorities, including them, will not even count!

Otherwise, what can be done?

Desperately trying to report the news to Pablo?

Then he was investigated for various illegal incomes, exposed, and then arrested?

My biological father is not like this!

so……

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, conveying various messages in their eyes.

Now it seems that Bill has a good attitude. If he really sets a trap for them...then report the drug criminals now and get all the evidence of the collaborators.

Obviously, the Umbrella side does not care about the high-level political situation in Colombia, so everything is a business matter and is left to them to handle.

Their best choice now is to actively cooperate and try to separate as much as possible. As for what happens afterwards, that is the Colombian political arena's own business.

Once you understand, everyone will feel relieved.

When Bill came in half an hour later, each of these people had transformed into vanguard anti-drug fighters, expressing their sworn attitude towards drugs.

"Haha, very good. I know that you are all righteous people. You will never let drug criminals go free and ruin the relationship between Colombia and the United States." Bill's face was full of smiles, as if nothing had happened before.

Then, he continued with a smile: "Well, get ready, we will take off on a military plane immediately. Today's goal is Pablo's Naples estate outside Medellin."

"I think we will definitely gain something there."

"Now, everyone is welcome to join the camp of the righteous!"

"We are, the Justice League!"

…

PS: Just make up a little bit, day by day, it’s all a matter of course.