"This guy is really big-hearted!"
"Yes, and my appetite is so good!"
There is nothing more painful than not being able to enjoy a sumptuous meal in front of them, and if so, it is that they have to watch others eat the meal while they only have a cold sandwich on hand.
"Boss, does this count as a work-related injury?"
The radio soon sounded a vague answer, and the two PC scouts who were performing tasks at the sentry point thought there was something wrong with the radio.
But then their big boss's voice came over the radio.
"Don't talk while eating. Look, your steak has squirted all over me!"
Then Hannibal's vague answer came over the radio again. Although the sentry couldn't hear what he was saying, judging from his tone, this guy was definitely boasting about something.
In order to prevent their ears from being tortured again, the two PCs decisively turned off the intercom, then held telescopes covered with a layer of blackout cloth and continued to monitor Beni, who was enjoying a cozy lunch in a small restaurant in the building opposite them. Tes.
This should be regarded as a little hobby of the latter. As long as he is in Cali City, he will go to an old restaurant at No. 34 Central Avenue in the Valley District for lunch every day.
A medium-cooked and tender steak, plus a variety of exquisite side dishes, plus a freshly fried fish just fished out of the sea, and a glass of fine champagne with a rich taste.
Benitez will arrive here on time at 11 o'clock, and then spend a full two hours enjoying this lunch. His location is also unbeatable, right in the corner of the restaurant's outdoor dining area.
At this time, the guards around him would stay apart in order not to disturb his meal, and would not return to their seats until he returned to the car that picked him up after finishing his meal.
In order to find out the other party's actions, Shadow Company, the Columbia Police Bureau and the CIA all assigned personnel to monitor. Other time periods were fine, but the personnel monitoring during lunch time complained endlessly because the surveillance had to be continuous. The target's movements are monitored, so it means that they have to watch each other eat for two hours without moving.
How to cut steaks, how to drink soup, high-precision monitoring equipment can even see clearly how he puts the food into his mouth with an expression of enjoyment and then swallows it slowly.
Therefore, in order not to be tortured, everyone in this period of time relies on everyone taking turns. If you want to suffer, you will suffer together!
Of course, as high-level people, they definitely don’t have to suffer this. In order to ensure the quality of his lunch, Shepard directly transferred Emil, the executive chef of Shadow Company, who went astray after going astray in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. It’s no longer easy to escape.
He was originally responsible for the food and clothing of the local Shadow Company staff in Comoros, and he was considered a leader. He could have time to study other cuisines and strive for the title of famous chef. However, after Shepard called, he still had to come over to cook.
But after coming here, Emil felt that his life was pretty good, because here at Shepard, he didn't have to consider the cost at all, he just had to use the most expensive ingredients to cook the food. The lobster couldn't be smaller than two feet, and the eggs had to be free of charge. Bacteria, the wine must be no less than five years old, and the production area must be limited to a few wineries. Emil has gained five pounds in just two weeks after coming to Colombia, which shows how extravagant his daily life is.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, there is too much stolen money. Instead of being divided by the people above, it is better to eat and drink first and then take out the rest.
Therefore, the surveillance staff were actually not too miserable. Their sandwiches were even made of fresh Angus beef, but they could not be eaten hot.
However, there is no need to live such a hard life anymore. After a week of on-site surveillance, it is time to take action! ..
The very next day, as usual, after finishing the bank business, Benitez took his men to the restaurant for lunch. After enjoying the meal with great satisfaction, he felt sleepy and was ready to go back for a nap. a while.
"Go get someone to bring the car over! Let's go back!"
The men immediately took the order and left. Soon, his usual black Ford drove up to the restaurant.
In front of the hotel door, the bodyguard who was walking at the front stepped forward and opened the car door.
At this moment, four black Toyota SUVs suddenly burst out of the next lane, and the vehicles clamped Benitez's car tightly in the form of two in front and two in the back.
Then, the car window opened, and AK rifles stuck out of the car window and began to kill Benitez's bodyguards.
The dozen or so bodyguards who were following Benitez were knocked to the ground in an instant as if they were mowing grass. The bodyguards who were on alert all around heard the gunshots and were shot by snipers from above before they had time to react. Accurate point kill.
In less than half a minute, all Benitez's bodyguards were killed, and they didn't even have time to fire a few shots.
As for Benitez, he was pushed to the ground by the bodyguards the moment the gun rang out. Then, he tried to crawl away tremblingly, but before he could crawl a few steps, he heard the sound of the car door opening.
Then, a dozen killers dressed in black jumped out of the car with automatic rifles and quickly spread out.
These people acted extremely skillfully, checking the bodies and implementing control. No one stayed around Benitez except for the leader.
Benitez looked at the black-clothed killer walking towards him, and he got the courage from nowhere to get up from the ground, and then ran hard into the distance.
But as soon as he ran a few steps, the bullet hit his calf. Benitez, who almost stumbled and fell, glanced at the killer who was following him slowly behind him, and then said.
"Wait a minute, let's talk carefully. I have money, a lot of money. How much does Brother Orchoa give you, and I will give you double?"
However, what responded to Benitez was silence and the sound of military boots on the ground.
"Double is not enough, how about three times? I am really rich. I am responsible for taking care of more than half of the Cali Group's wealth. You don't have to worry about betrayal. Mr. Gilberto will ensure your safety!"
Benitez gritted his teeth and ran towards the square not far away, but the killer still followed leisurely, or in other words, he followed deliberately. There were few people in front of the restaurant and there were more witnesses in the square. He wanted to Yes, that’s the effect.
After Benitez struggled to drag his injured leg for dozens of meters, he finally touched the steps of the square. Then, the killer fired a second shot, hitting his other intact leg.
The residents in the square were frightened by the gunshots and ran in all directions. Some people sought cover nearby. After confirming that many people had seen them, the killer played by the bald man immediately raised his AKS rifle.
"Benitez, it's time to pay back the debt you owe to the Orchoa brothers!"
The bald man shouted loudly, shouted out the words he needed to say in a loud voice, and then fired all the bullets at Benitez in one go.
