Pablo was right this time, this time was the most ruthless official attack. The last time the 5,000 Colombian Defense Forces came, and the momentum was quite huge. But Pablo learned the news a week in advance and even made a defensive response. So even with the cooperation of the US special forces, the official still could not catch him.

But this time, it was completely different. The difference is that this time it was not what the inside line notified him. It was the eyeliner he placed on the road to reward him! The taste of this is worth pondering. It is definitely reliable to be able to be placed in the official position as an inside line. At least there is a handle in his hands.

Generally speaking, they will never know what to do. If such a situation occurs, one is that they have been cleaned up. So the news cannot be spread. But if they are cleaned up, Pablo will at least know the news of their accident, which is also a warning. However, there is no sign of being cleaned up.

The news has not been cleaned up and the news has not been released. It means there are only two possibilities: they betrayed, or they have not received any news at all. The former is unlikely, while the latter means that this is a very dangerous signal! Pablo is placed in the official inside line, or his status as a collaborator is not low.

Even they did not receive the news, which means that it was the decision of the few people at the top of the official level! This means that they made up their minds to kill Pablo. This is not good news for Pablo. So his face is extremely ugly now, and his slightly white fingers on his fist clenched under the table illustrate his current psychological situation.

"Jeffrey, our agreement needs to be changed..." Pablo was silent for a while before saying, "I will give you another five tons of goods, but I don't want you to stick to this place. I can give up here, but you have to protect me in the jungle. Your people are good at jungle warfare, which is not a problem for you, right?!"

Five tons?! Jeffrey's eyelids blew his eyes a few times, which was excellent news for him. This year, the loss of goods on his territory caused his capital operation to become very difficult. The official encirclement has broken his troops and the entire front is on the verge of collapse.

If there is no capital injection, the entire army will collapse because there is not enough ammunition, weapons and medicine to supplement it. It is also because of this that Jeffrey agreed to Pablo's request to help him search for those damn mercenaries. Otherwise, where would Pablo ask him to touch?!

"Five tons...Okay! You made me moved, my friend..." Jeffrey and Pablo have a lot of dealings. One is a drug dealer and the other is a big grower. They naturally often trade. After all, Jeffrey himself cannot sell the goods, and he has no channels and cannot go out to find channels in person.

As a second-hand dealer, Pablo bought goods not only with Jeffrey. He collected all the goods from Colombia to Mexico. No one could snatch these acquisition rights from him, and Pablo would not offend the growers. But he would kill all those who dare to compete with him to acquire them.

"Brother, you have to help me!" Pablo looked at Jeffrey and said sincerely: "We have been working together for many years, and we have experienced all kinds of storms. I promise that as long as I can survive this time, I will help you contact the arms dealer! Yes, a powerful arms dealer! He will provide you with all the weapons you need at the best price."

"It's just an arms dealer, I can find it myself!" Jeffrey scoffed at Pablo's words: "As long as you have money, even if we hide in the jungle, they can still find us accurately and sell us arms."

Pablo waved his hand and said, "No, no, no... Geoffrey, my brother! If it were such an arms dealer, I would not introduce it to you. What I introduced to you is an arms dealer who can buy missiles! Yes, it is not the kind of small ones but large ones! It can allow you to fire missiles from Bogota!"

"You...you..." Jeffrey suddenly pointed at Pablo with his fingers tremblingly, but saw the latter smiling bitterly: "Don't look at me like this. In fact, I have only recently come into contact with those people. They wouldn't have contacted me, but their contact partner was Nuel. But now Nuel is caught, so they want to sell the goods to me."

Jeffrey quickly calmed down and was quickly calculating what he could do if he really had a missile. But soon he found sadly that he could not do anything even after getting a missile. Missiles are not something like guns that can be used to fight. This is a technical army.

And in guerrillas like Jeffrey, there is no such technical force at all. Even if you throw a missile at him, Jeffrey can only hold the missile in a daze. Maybe he can piss on it? In short, it is almost impossible for you to let him launch the missile out.

Besides, the target of the missile was too big. Nuel was the president of Panama at that time. He had a port and his own highway to receive missiles. But where did he go to find these places to receive missiles? After thinking about this, Jeffrey had to helplessly admit that it was useless to send it in without a channel, and it was useless to get it.

"You don't have to worry about the channels, they have channels to send them in!" Pablo looked at Jeffrey and said in a deep voice: "They will even come with two launchers. Yes! Otherwise, how would Nuel consider buying?! You only have to pay, and two launchers will follow you. Of course! You have to make sure these two people don't die. Only they know the operation process."

When Jeffrey heard this, his eyes lit up! If he could send it in, there were two launchers, then... Jeffrey swallowed hard and stood up viciously, "Bang!" and punched the table: "Okay! I've done it! It's easy to say anything if you can get the missile, if you can't get it..."

Jeffrey looked at Pablo in a sinister way, and the latter waved his head and sighed: "My life is in your hands. Do you think I can still play tricks?!"

"Let's go now!" Jeffrey nodded and said ruthlessly: "Don't bring too many people. I don't want your people to drag down our marching speed. It's best to let your people hide as soon as possible and wait until you contact them!"

Pablo nodded and nodded to the black-clad bodyguard beside him. Then the whole of Medellin began a comprehensive action. This is not the first time Pablo has been attacked. They have already had a complete response process. A large number of gunmen have been dispersed, and they will lurk in various cities and wait for the summons.

During Pablo's heyday, he laid a large number of hidden threads in Colombia and even the surrounding countries. These hidden threads ensured that he could easily hide his power and mobilize it at any time. Although his power was weaker than that of the official Colombian government, it was possible to launch a sudden attack and severely attack on the official institutions.

For example, in the attack on the Colombian Judicial Building, he quickly assembled fifty gunmen to launch an attack with the fastest speed and strongest firepower. After the attack was blocked, he immediately organized more than 400 support troops, and carried ground-to-ground missiles to reinforcements.

With this strength, he was able to make the Colombian officials very afraid of him. He was afraid that this guy would not understand and let hundreds of people attack the presidential palace with missiles. After all, he had successfully kidnapped the president's son, thus forcing the Colombian officials to negotiate with him.

Having had such a criminal record, no one was surprised when he did anything.

In an hour, the whole Medellin became extremely empty. Countless men in black walked in a hurry and drove away from the city in their cars. Most of them were young people. Only a small number of about seventy or eighty people followed Pablo to leave his manor. With the torrent of armed forces, they escaped into the vast jungle...

"Don't follow too tightly..." Fat Dog said in a deep voice to Hou Dasheng in his headphones: "Those are veterans of jungle warfare. If they get too close, they will notice it."

"Ku tuk..." Only two light knocks came from the headphones. Danny didn't know where she lurked, and the three of them were now separated. The fat dog only knew that Hou Dasheng had followed Pablo's squad, and Jeffrey specially sent elite troops to protect him. There were multiple teams of more than 300 people scattered around him.

These squads were surrounded, and Pablo's squad that protected the core part kept moving forward. There were not many people in these squads, each with only about thirty people. But they were very close to each other. Once one squad was attacked, the other squad could go to support at any time.

At the same time, other teams would also escort Pablo to evacuate directly at the fastest speed. Pablo himself brought all the gunmen who are good at survival in the jungle, and they are Pablo's core defense force. The entire team moved irregularly. Their destination was a secret camp where Jeffrey was here.

There they would rest for one night and then rush to Jeffrey's base the next day. Of course, their wandering would not stop until the official encirclement stopped. Jeffrey would constantly send teams to harass the teams trying to search and capture Pablo. It was not until the official combat troops evacuate that the transaction was completed with Pablo.

At this time, the tall hook in the cave where Hou Dasheng and the others had been lying on the stone bed with their chests covering their chests. A white cloth was hung on the other side, and two seriously injured jackals were undergoing surgery. The giant wolf sat in the cave with a gloomy face, and beside him were group of shadows hiding the entire face in the darkness.
Chapter completed!