Chapter 1134

Cornerstone project!

Think about who can put an undercover next to someone like Garcia?

Only the CIA.

The cornerstone project is also an action organization secretly established by the flying eagle program using the CIA network.

Therefore, this person is likely to be the person of the cornerstone project. Only they have such a strong interest in Morris.

Angril is definitely not from the Colombian police or military, because if it were, the special forces of the government army and the anti-terrorism forces of the police would have swept the camp long ago. There is no need to rely on mi17, let alone offer to assassinate Garcia in exchange for operating on their territory.

Fark!

Luckily he came early, otherwise Morris would be finished.

Now Morris has peed his pants.

Just now, Angell shot two guerrillas around him. The bullet broke the skull and sprayed the blood and brain on the face of the computer genius, which scared him to kneel on the ground and peed his pants in an instant.

"Wu Wu - don't kill me! Don't kill me... Please don't kill me... I have a lot of money and I can give you money..."

Morris knelt on the ground with a lot of runny nose and tears. The crystal clear runny nose hung down from the tip of his nose and shook and swung around in the red light of the fire.

Qin Fei was surprised again.

After all, Morris is is a genius boy. What big scene have you never seen?

In those years, the systems of some military heavyweight units were invaded. If you have nothing to do, you can go to the server in the White House Office for a few times. Later, you were recruited by the CIA and entrusted with important tasks. You have more courage than heaven.

Unexpectedly, this little blood made this guy pee his pants

Qin Fei almost didn't laugh.

However, since he is determined to be the person of the cornerstone project, Qin Fei has no intention to be polite.

Qin Fei is hostile to the "Flying Eagle plan".

First of all, the organization itself is an extreme white organization. Besides, the black sun is still a tool they support to deal with China. Although the master and the watchdog fight and bite each other, Qin Fei's hatred for it can not be eliminated.

Bang Bang——

Qin Fei gave a shot and put down the first-class agent Angier.

The gunshot made Garcia squat on the ground with her head in her arms.

Morris held his big head in his hands, like a trembling ostrich, and buried his head in the grass on the ground.

Qin Fei carefully approached angel who fell to the ground. He didn't know whether this guy was dead or not. It's not easy to shoot himself if he wasn't dead.

Fortunately, at a distance of 30 meters, Qin Fei's shooting method can hardly miss.

Angril lay on the ground, with a large amount of blood foam gushing from the corners of his mouth. The whole person had to breathe out and didn't breathe in.

Qin Fei kicked away his pistol, reached out and took his communication headset in his hand, turned the body over, took the small black box transmitter from the back belt and stuffed it into his pocket.

Garcia looked up slightly and glanced at Qin Fei.

Because Qin Fei's face is painted with jungle paint, he can't see his true face, and he is wearing camouflage clothes.

Although Qin's spaceship is CP's all terrain camouflage, while facr guerrillas only wear general jungle tricolor camouflage clothes, which are not at the same height in grade and function.

But Garcia, a drug lord, can't tell. He thinks Qin Fei is a guerrilla of facr.

So he began to instruct Qin Fei in Spanish.

Qin Fei doesn't understand Spanish. He doesn't know what the drug lord is talking about.

But fortunately, the helicopter pilot and co pilot were relieved to see Qin Fei. They also regarded Qin Fei as their own.

One of the drivers waved to the crowd and said a few words of Spanish. It seemed that he asked everyone to board the plane and leave the ghost place.

Qin Fei decided not to understand the voice and color. Since he regarded himself as his own person, he would not expose it.

Now is not a good time to show your identity. Otherwise, once you linger here, no one can guarantee whether the action team of cornerstone project will arrive or whether the facr guerrillas in the camp will find something wrong here.

Qin Fei raised Morris from a low voice and pushed the soft legged crab into the cabin of the plane.

Garcia also scrambled onto the plane and urged the pilot to take off.

Qin Fei saw Angel lying on the ground through the cabin glass. If he wasn't a sneak attack, it might not be so easy to kill the top agent.

Agents who can be sent to such places to be undercover are generally excellent. After all, Garcia group is not an ordinary drug lord group. Undercover agents here can not complete their tasks without good and stable psychological quality and strong military capability.

It's a pity that such an excellent opponent didn't even have a chance to resist. He died under his own gun in an instant.

Even if this guy is unlucky himself!

Naturally, there are many advantages. First, Qin Fei can seize the opportunity to capture Morris, which is an unexpected harvest that Qin Fei never thought of. It can be said that it takes no time to step all over the iron shoes.

Second, Garcia is still confused and in the dark. He doesn't know that he is the killer who came to snipe him, not the angel who saved him from heaven.

The helicopter rose slowly. When it was more than ten meters high from the ground, a huge fireball exploded on the mountain opposite the camp, shining half of the hillside in the dark.

Qin Fei knew that the bait mine he set on the sniper position had been detonated. Those facr guerrillas were blown up by broadsword mines. They were careful enough. In the end, they still had their own way.

Qin Fei felt that he had done a good job in this battle.

A man, even unharmed, controlled Garcia and Morris.

Qin Fei looked at the scenery on the ground gradually shrinking, put his hand into his waist and touched the Glock 18 pistol with a strong sound device.

Garcia was sitting opposite him, as embarrassed as a dead dog. He was sweating all over his blue T-shirt. The shock just now had exhausted the once frightening drug lord. He collapsed in his seat and looked like a broken puppet.

Morris sat on the floor, curled up with his head in the corner next to Garcia. The guy's urine stains on his pants were not dry yet. He kept wiping his face with his sleeve to wipe away the blood stains and brains.

Qin Fei looked at Garcia for a while, drew out his pistol and aimed it at Garcia.

Garcia trembled violently, opened her eyes and looked at the black muzzle in front of her.

Morris was also stupid. He didn't understand what was happening in front of him.

In his opinion, why did the facr guerrilla opposite him point his gun at Garcia again?

Shit!

A bitter taste rose in his heart and his face wrinkled all at once.

God! You played with me!

He prayed to himself that the bad things tonight had brought his tolerance to the limit.

First, in the camp of the facr guerrillas, people suddenly caught up with the helicopter like a dog. When they flew here, they were surrounded by a drug lord and a group of vicious soldiers. Then one of the soldiers said he was an undercover, killed everyone around in an instant, and splashed himself with blood and brains

Just calmed down, this guy across the street raised his gun again

"Oh... No... I've had it..."

He held his head and muttered to himself.

Garcia's eyes were so wide that she dropped them.

This is the second plot reversal tonight. My people raise their guns at me for the second time.

"I have money..."

Poof——

Before he finished, the answer was a 9mm warhead.

A hole appeared in the middle of Garcia's eyebrows and the man bumped heavily into the seat in the cabin.

Subsonic bullets have the advantage that they are relatively less powerful, so they do not penetrate the cabin of the aircraft and cause damage to other machinery.

However, the two pilots noticed the changes in the cabin.

In fact, the cabin of skylark III multi-purpose helicopter is not big, so they can only sit seven people, so as soon as they look back, they see Garcia, who is paralyzed on the seat like dough and staring at a pair of stunned dead fish eyes.

The most powerful drug lord in Colombia has run out of gas.

Qin Fei turned his gun and aimed at the two pilots.

"I'm just acting under orders. You're not on the list. As long as you accept my conditions, I can ensure your life safety. Can you understand me?"

"Can understand! Can understand!" the driver immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"I understand too!" the co pilot answered immediately.

The pilot really learned a little. Qin Fei was a little relieved. He really couldn't drive a helicopter. He was worried that the pilots spoke Spanish and couldn't communicate, leading to the pursuit in the confusion.

Now at least these two guys can speak English, which is good. At least it's easier for everyone to talk about the conditions.

Qin Fei doesn't want to die. Killing the pilot won't do him any good, but he has already prepared for the worst. If he really meets a hard pilot, he can kill the hardest one first and leave the soft one. Anyway, a pilot can control a helicopter.

"Now, fly to Cali. The coordinates are this!"

Qin Fei raised the sleeve of his camouflage suit, exposed the GPS covered inside and tied to his wrist, pointed to the above coordinates and said, "here! Fly towards this coordinate! That's the suburb of Kali city. After you put us down there, you can fly away by yourself, okay?"

The two drivers were overjoyed at the speech!

What air bases would be directly allowed to fly to them? I'm afraid they will not be relieved. After all, they are FACR people. They are not the ones who has the final say before being captured by the government forces.

But landing in the suburbs is completely different. You have a plane and can run right away.

"OK, OK! We'll do what you say. Don't kill us!" the pilot responded immediately.

Qin Fei smiled: "don't worry, I'm not a murderer."