It took a lot of effort to catch little Zakayev. Now you tell me that you want me to catch him again?

that's all?!

At this moment, Lu Qi deeply felt the helplessness of his subordinates breaking their legs because of their boss's words.

Regarding Sheffield's words, Lu Qi cursed in his heart, but he still had a very serious expression on his surface and asked in a deep voice:

"What clues do we have?"

Sheffield was able to become a three-star lieutenant general with real power, not through flattery, but through solid military exploits and powerful and effective means.

Sheffield, which has a large number of available resources, has already laid out the case:

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

"The forensics department has obtained the bullet casings left on the highway. After type detection, comparison with the database, and tracking of the source, we will soon be able to find the origin of this batch of arms."

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

"Then when do we act?"

"No rush, when to act, how to act, we will make a plan after Captain Price comes back."

Having said this, Sheffield did not forget to show his love for soldiers and his son in front of Lu Qi:

"Your team has just completed the mission and rescued all the passengers on the passenger plane. Let's go and take a rest first. There is still more work to do next..."

If he hadn't known that the mustachioed general on the other side of the screen was the one who single-handedly killed Ghost and Xiaoqiang and destroyed the 141st Special Service Team, Lu Qi might have really been deceived by the opponent's mask.

However, life is like a play, it all depends on acting. Everyone has a mask. When needed, gently put it on and become someone else...

Suddenly 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 extremists' plot to kidnap the Greek Prime Minister did not come true.

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

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

Gates, who was a bit grumpier, spit out the fragrance and said:

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

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

"The forensics department started with the bullet casings and found the source of this batch of arms..."

After a pause, Sheffield announced a name: "Gabriel Carlos."

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

In the photo, there is a bald black man with arrogant eyes and a scar on the right side of his face.

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

"You must have heard of his code name - Black Jesus..."

Before Price could speak, Gates, who was standing aside, said first:

"Black Jesus?! Is he the notorious Brazilian arms dealer whose business spans 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 Zakhaev."

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

"Sir, this Carlos, where is he now?" Soap couldn't help but ask.

"Brazil, Rio de Janeiro."

As soon as he finished speaking, several satellite maps shot from various angles popped up on the tactical screen.

It looked like a rather luxurious mountainside villa.

"He obviously also knows that his life is being watched by many forces, so he has never left his luxurious villa in the slums."

"And 141's mission is to go to Brazil, pull him out of the villa, and get the information we want from him!"

After saying that, Sheffield couldn't help but cast his eyes on Price, who was in deep thought, and asked:

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

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

"My boss once told me that the two places he hates most in the world, besides Chernobyl where you can die from radiation if you take just two steps, are the slums in Brazil."

"Because there, you don't know at all when you are performing a task, a bullet will be fired from a half-open door, a roof, or a corner, and your life will be taken away in an instant!"

"You can't tell which ones are civilians and which ones are militiamen..."

Hearing Price's words, Sheffield frowned and said solemnly: "So, Captain Price, you mean to suggest that we find other ways?"

"No, I'm just emphasizing to you, sir, and my men what needs to be paid attention to in this mission. After all, as the field commander of 141, I need to think about my men..."

Depending on where you stand, you will see the problem from a different angle.

If the 141st Special Service Team just swaggers to the opponent's territory and conducts arrest operations, what they will face will be a steady stream of militia troops attacking from all directions, as well as bullets fired from unknown corners.

Not to mention, after catching Carlos, how did they evacuate from being surrounded by Carlos's men...

It can be seen that there will definitely be casualties in this mission!

Of course, Sheffield doesn't care about these problems 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 men and ensure that every 141 member returns safely.

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

"Sir, I have a suggestion!"

As soon as these words came out, Sheffield, who was about to say something on the other side of the screen, and everyone in the tactical room focused their attention on him.

I saw Lu Qi sitting on the seat, his expression unchanged, he stood up slowly and said:

"Since Carlos is an arms dealer who keeps his door tightly shut, we can find a way to get him to open the door and treat us as guests and welcome us in!"

Hearing this, the curious Soap Brother asked very flatteringly: "How can we do it?"

Snap!

As soon as he snapped his fingers, Lu Qi smiled slightly, spread his hands and said:
Chapter completed!