The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

"They said you killed more than ten of these monsters with just one pistol yesterday?"

Before waiting for new orders to be issued, the seals took turns to be alert and rest. The young team member who almost received an arrow in his arm seemed to have a more out-of-character personality and took the initiative to talk to Jack.

"More or less, these ogres are not very responsive. Jessie killed two of them with the crossbow, but they were very strong and fearless of death. The first time we encountered them, we almost didn't run away."

Jessie on the side seemed to remember yesterday's escape in the woods. Jack picked up her princess at the last moment and sprinted with all his strength. Her eyes looked at him with a twitching look.

"Your marksmanship is good. If you are willing to join the Navy, maybe we can meet in the Seals."

After Jason chatted with the Black Hawk pilot for a few words, he came back and patted Jack on the shoulder. Jack had snatched a man's head in front of him just now, but the veteran showed some appreciation.

"Reintroducing me, Jason, captain of Team B, and this guy is Clay."

Jason pointed at the young SEAL across from him.

"This is Lei, vice-captain, my old partner." The long-faced player with a beard nodded. He looked like an African-American mixed race.

"This is Sonny, and those two over there are Trent and Adam."

Jason pointed at the two seals who had just gotten off the Black Hawk. One of them was a sniper and the other was the Gatling machine gunner responsible for operating the hatch.

Sonny looked very familiar to Jack, and he always felt that he had seen his original actor playing a supporting role in many dramas.

Several team members seemed friendly. It was obvious that the soldiers liked to deal with people with high force value. Jack, who dared to single-handedly fight these monsters in the forest with only a pistol, was quite angry with them.

"Can you tell me what happened here? We were in Colorado two hours ago, and your FBI called us here to fight with a group of monsters."

Jason was also curious. It was obviously a novel experience for them to deal with the FBI in China.

"Are these monsters aliens? I heard that an alien flying saucer crashed here. Oh, damn, are these people hybrid monsters after aliens invaded the earth?"

Sonny was probably a conspiracy theory enthusiast, and he was excitedly using his imagination.

Jack waved his hands dumbfounded, "The story here begins at the beginning of the last century."

Time gradually passed as he told the story, and the flames in the wooden house became smaller and smaller, and finally extinguished, leaving only a few wooden beams that were burned beyond recognition, and wisps of smoke still rising.

"Oh, cake seller, this is so disgusting, I can't stand it anymore."

After hearing the origin of the ogre, several SEALs showed disgusted expressions, and Sonny even shook his body exaggeratedly, as if to shake off the goosebumps.

"Okay, now that we've heard the story, let's all disperse."

Jason waved everyone away and pulled Jack to ask privately, "Rosie told me that this operation will not be recorded, and hinted that if there is an unexpected gain, they will share it. You know what this means, right?"

Jack immediately understood that this was Rosie who had vaccinated him in advance and nodded.

"The ogre occupies a small gold mine. According to the information I obtained before, there may be some gold stored in the Eugene family's mountain villa, but the amount is not large. I think Rossi means that these You don’t need to report the harvest as a reward for coming to help.”

An expression of surprise appeared on Jason's face, "You FBI are much more generous than those bastards from the CIA. Thanks, man. Thank you for my brothers."

According to Sam Eugene's account, although the ogres have been working in that mine for half a century, due to insufficient labor, backward mining methods, etc., the output is extremely low. Only a few kilograms of pure gold are obtained through smelting every year, and in recent years, the output has been extremely low. Production has been getting lower and lower in recent years.

After being squandered by the Eugene family for so many years, there was not much gold left. It was divided into three parts. One part was hidden in the grape plantation, another part was in the basement of the mountain villa, and some was left in Bud. Mu's hand.

Badham was the dirty old man who was shot to death at the gas station. The gold found at the gas station, if not counting the gold nugget, weighed no more than 5 kilograms, which was worth about two to three hundred thousand dollars.

Therefore, Jack estimated that the savings in the mountain villa would not be too much. The FBI had gold mines in hand, so naturally it would not care about the small amount of gold retained by the Eugene family.

A gold mine that can be mined for half a century using only primitive manual methods may be a small gold mine in the eyes of the Eugene family, but to mining companies with modern mining techniques, perhaps the waste ore they abandon is rare. rich ore.

After all, in the modern mining industry, if 10 grams of gold can be extracted from one ton of ore, it is already quite valuable.

At this time, Lei, who was holding a personal tactical radio, walked towards the two of them and said, "Jason, the call is from the FBI."

Jason took the radio and put the communication into his and Jack's headsets.

Opposite was Rossi. During the time when everyone gathered and ambushed a small group of ogres, he had already communicated with all parties as quickly as possible and re-formulated the plan.

The FBI has collaborated with USFSLEI personnel to block traffic in this area, forcibly persuade hunters and tourists in the mountains to return, and is preparing to launch a raid on the Eugene family's vineyards.

The mission of Jack and the SEAL team is to rescue the hostages, eliminate all threatening targets near the mine and in the Eugene family's mountain villa, and then initially clean up the traces. Afterwards, the FBI's post-event team will arrive for further cleanup.

The translated meaning is to save people, kill all the survivors, and destroy the corpses to eliminate traces. When all evil is eliminated, only beautiful gold mines are left in this world.

Of course, some innocent students who were attacked by wild beasts will also receive certain compensation after signing confidentiality agreements.

Rossi emphasized the recent weather and conveyed the USFSLEI's warning not to start wildfires, but directly reminded them to be careful when setting fires.

"Gather, let's study the specific tactics. We are in trouble."

Jason had a headache. The drone ahead had already sent the reconnaissance images.

The mine and the mountain villa are less than 2 miles apart. Judging from the infrared images, there are four simple wooden houses near the mine, with at least more than 30 moving targets. There are 9 people in the mountain villa, one of whom should be a hostage.

Obviously, the FBI's money is not that easy to come by. A 6-person SEAL team has to attack two locations at the same time. While rescuing the hostages, they must also ensure that no fish slips through the net.

"Don't think about CAS (close air support), the only air power we have is Alpha 5."

Jason was worried not about whether the attack would go smoothly, but about the FBI's requirement to kill them all. Even a group of wild boars, a Black Hawk, couldn't guarantee that they could kill them all in the mountains and forests, let alone a group of wild boars that had grown up in the mountains and forests. A monster who grew up in.