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No matter what, I finally got an answer.

Kate nodded with satisfaction and raised her glass to Ethan. Their glasses touched together gently.

After drinking a glass of wine, Kate also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long it took, but she quietly opened her eyes. Just as she was about to yawn, her eyes fell on the face of the man diagonally opposite.

The other person was sleeping soundly, but his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

His face was filled with sadness.

This feeling made Kate feel heartbroken when she saw it. She didn't know what happened to make this man look like this.

"Oh~"

Sandro suddenly woke up from his dream, and his hands shook violently.

There was a layer of sweat on his face, and he was breathing heavily, like a man who was nearly drowning and suffocating.

"Jesus."

Kate was so frightened by his sudden movement that she covered her mouth, her heart pounding.

"Are you OK?"

She patted her chest and asked quickly with concern.

"He's fine."

Ethan picked up the remaining half bottle of whiskey and threw it to Sandro: "Drink, there will be everything in the wine."

"Um."

Sandro took the bottle, wiped the sweat from his face, and swallowed at the mouth of the bottle.

Ethan has seen this situation before.

He also made insinuations, but Sandro always kept silent.

Ethan actually knew that he was dreaming about his family. There was nothing much to say in this situation except to persuade him to drink.

After all this tossing, Kate could no longer sleep.

Her curiosity surged again: "By the way, what are your special skills, and what aspects of work are you good at?"

"Just like you."

Ethan continued to play the game in his hand: "They are all action personnel."

"Here."

He cooed at the two people drinking and sleeping next to him: "These two people are my bosses."

"Bang."

Sandro downed the empty bottle, rolled over and curled up in his chair.

Ethan shrugged and continued to play the game in his hand. Kate had no choice but to turn her head and look at the scenery outside the window.

El Paso.

Also at a military base, the plane landed slowly.

The scenery outside the porthole made Ethan put down his mobile phone involuntarily. Armed helicopters were neatly arranged on the tarmac. No matter how bright the sun was, seeing these things would make him feel chilled.

"OK."

Matt stretched, turned over and sat up: "Next, just let me deal with it."

"no problem."

Ethan nodded and stood up.

Anyway, just do your own thing well. There is not much point in dealing with those people.

When I walked down the hatch, a Saber drove up next to me.

"Yo."

Matt stepped forward, smiled and opened his arms: "Old man, how are you doing recently? I love Texas."

A man with glasses got out of the car. He patted Matt on the back:

"Life is still the same."

Then, he smiled and pushed Matt away: "But, you are just thinking about women in Texas, right?"

"boarding."

The man with glasses didn't say much nonsense: "They are making operational arrangements."

Hearing this, Matt waved quickly.

A group of people got into Sababan, and the vehicles roared forward, passing by the armed helicopters. Ethan resisted the urge to take out his mobile phone and take pictures.

Looks a bit like Apache.

Throw a grenade over there, it should be fun.

I don’t know if the contents of the bomb nest are real or blank.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Matt started to get down to business: "How about, are the people I asked you to contact ready?"

"Well, everything is in place."

The bespectacled man bit his gum and held the steering wheel with one hand: "The bailiffs, the Anti-Independence Bureau, and a team of Deltas who have just returned from Afghanistan to rest, there will be absolutely no problem in dealing with those lone criminals."

"very good."

Matt laughed and bumped fists with the man with glasses: "Not bad, he is indeed the man I know."

The three people in the back just sat quietly, listening to the two guys recalling the past years, talking about Afghanistan, Iraq, and Fiji.

All they talked about were romantic affairs.

The man with glasses was also very sensible and didn't even bother to say hello to the three people sitting behind him.

Then he passed by military Humvees, passed through two security iron gates, and came to a stop in front of a gray-yellow one-story house.

Several people got out of the car and walked in a hurry.

When he followed the man with glasses to a conference room, he stopped.

The lights inside were dim, and there were more than a dozen people sitting in darkness.

At the front, a man was explaining the action plan. Matt raised his hand to say hello, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Next to him, there was a strong smell of sweat.

This smell is full of masculinity, and timid people dare not approach it.

Seven or eight burly men were looking at the plan presentation above attentively. They carried various guns on their bodies, and their body movements seemed very lazy.

However, Ethan could feel it.

In the hands of these people, there are definitely many lives.

He and Sandro looked at each other, found an empty chair in the corner and sat down. As soon as they sat down, a gust of fragrance came from beside them.

Kate couldn't stand the smell of sweat, so she naturally chose to follow Ethan closely.

Besides, she didn't know anyone inside.

These two guys were barely acquaintances, and with their good looks, she naturally sat down next to Ethan.

"That's the plan."

The man on the podium waved the laser pointer in his hand: "As soon as we cross the border, the Mexican federal police will pick us up. The target person, Guillermo, is at the courthouse in Juarez."

"That's where we're going this time, and the bailiff will do the handover when we arrive."

"Bring someone with you, we'll return immediately."

"Please note."

The man amplified his voice: "The most dangerous place is on the way back."

"I want you to remember one thing clearly. Except for the people in this room, anyone you meet may be a gunman of the independence cartel. I mean anyone."

"Be vigilant and don't take advantage of the bullet."

Next, he continued to talk about the details of the mission.

"anyone?"

Kate turned sideways and whispered to Ethan: "Also, do we need so many people to escort us?"

"He's right."

Ethan nodded slightly and said softly: "Everyone, including the vendors you meet on the road and the federal police escorting us, must be careful."

"Don't forget what we are going to do."

"We are going to Mexico to escort the important leaders of the independence cartel back to El Paso."

"You feel."

He turned his head and looked at Kate: "Will the other party just let us bring the person back?"

"Gudu."

Kate's eyelashes fluttered and she swallowed hard.

Those who are members of the pro-independence group, even if they are not provoked, may die violently if they just block the way of those people.

Now, it’s about robbing people from them.

The difficulty of the matter is evident.