All the escorts gathered in the office began to clenched their fists unconsciously.
Several people have already begun to sort out the weapons and equipment in their hands.
Everyone knows that this mission will not be so easy.
Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Milovich understood that everyone had agreed to his plan.
He didn't say much more and went directly out to communicate with the warden and let the prison guard take charge of the plan to attract attention.
At the same time, in an ordinary house in Rio de Janeiro, several agents from the Second Section of the Logistics Department with serious expressions were also paying close attention to the escort mission.
"Sir, through phone monitoring, Milovich, who is responsible for the escort mission, just proposed to McGuire to change the escort plan, but McGuire rejected it."
"Oh! How does he want to change his plans?"
"Milovic hoped to have the prison guards pretend to be escorts and escort the prison van to attract everyone's attention. They would use their own vans to secretly transport Brother Eddie to the court."
"Do you think this plan is feasible?"
“It seems feasible, but the risk is too high and they will be very troublesome if they are discovered.
Because it is difficult for them to obtain timely support. "
"Then do you think this Milovic has other motives?"
"Sir, are you saying that he may be deliberately weakening the escort force?"
"No, it's too early to tell who is a human and who is a ghost. We can't see clearly yet.
But time will tell us. "
"But now, McGuire has rejected Milovic's proposal to change the plan, so he can only implement it according to the original plan!
Why don't we send someone to help ensure Brother Eddie's trial? "
"Haha... This is not necessarily the case. Milovic is not a guy who likes to follow orders.
McGuire also knows very well what kind of person Milovic is. If he refuses the other party to change his plan, he will definitely know that the other party will act according to his own ideas.
Let the people monitoring McGuire always pay attention to see if he will pass on the news to the outside world.
As for sending people to help, don't think about it. This is not our task. "
"Sir, I really don't understand. Now that Brother Eddie is about to be sent to a military court for trial. We have received intelligence that someone is going to attack Brother Eddie. Shouldn't we report this intelligence?
Is it enough to ask the escort team to be more vigilant and increase the escort force so that these two bastards can successfully stand trial?
Why don't we do this, but just watch everything happen quietly?
Could it be that the higher-ups wanted Brother Eddie to be shot to death by those guys who wanted revenge? "
"Who told you that the people who are staring at the Eddie brothers now want to seek revenge on them?"
"Is not it?"
"Haha... things are not that simple.
Although the Eddie family was stunned by the sudden attack, they did not react for a while.
Coupled with our encouragement, the power of their police club was quickly eliminated. But who told you that they were beaten down like this. "
"Does this Eddie family have a hidden back-up plan?"
"Haha... let's wait and see what happens. Regardless of whether the Eddie family has other back-up plans, the current lively situation is obviously abnormal."
Soon, another person opened the door and reported:
"Sir, McGuire just called a hotel."
"hostel?"
"Yes, we didn't have control over the people in this hotel."
"What's the content of the call?"
"The escort team will secretly escort Brother Eddie in a small car to the military court for trial."
“Haha...it seems like McGuire and I have come to the same conclusion.
He knows Milovic very well! "
"Sir, what should we do now?"
"Find out immediately who are the people in this hotel and what is their purpose?"
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone in the prison was ready. Prison guards pretended to be escorts, riding in four cars and surrounding a prison car in the middle.
As the prison door slowly opened, the prison guards who were responsible for maintaining the situation outside drove the reporters and civilians who were surrounding the door to both sides, leaving the middle aisle open so that vehicles could leave smoothly.
As the prison van appeared, the crowd at the door burst into even louder cheers, shouting neat slogans, and people kept throwing rocks or garbage at the prison van.
The prison guards on both sides responsible for maintaining continuity quickly raised their shields. Try to maintain order and avoid being rushed into the convoy by the crowd.
Reporters also pointed their cameras at the prison van to take pictures from time to time, hoping to capture Brother Eddie's appearance.
However, the personnel responsible for escorting the prisoners were well prepared for this. The windows of the prison van had been sealed, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside the prison van.
With the prison guards maintaining order, the prison van was about to break through the crowd and enter the highway.
A group of crazy people began to rush towards the vehicles parked on the roadside. Many people without vehicles even got on their horses and began to follow the escort convoy.
The escort convoy entering the highway did not dare to stop at all. The drivers stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicles emitted clouds of black smoke, trying to escape these crazy people quickly.
But since he is a crazy person, how can he get rid of it so easily? More and more people are joining the ranks of chasing the escort team.
The prison entrance, which originally seemed overcrowded, soon found only two or three kittens left.
Less than ten minutes after everyone was distracted by the prison van, two cars and a truck drove out of the prison again.
This convoy followed the leaving convoy of prison cars and advanced for two or three kilometers before turning to another road.
The officers responsible for leading the prison van to attract attention are the police officers from the prison riot squad. The captain of the riot squad is a middle-aged Italian man. The order given to him by the warden is to attract the boredom of those outside the prison who want to see the traitors with their own eyes. crowd.
Yes, the boring crowd, neither Milovic nor the warden, told the anti-riot captain named Anthony that they might face an attack.
He thought his mission was to take away the boring crowd blocking the prison entrance and allow the real prisoners to go to court smoothly for trial.
Therefore, this task seemed very easy to him.
But just five or six kilometers after he left the prison, an oncoming large truck crashed directly into the leader of their convoy.
They were stopped directly on the road.
Then more than 30 gunmen jumped out from the side of the road and began to pour out firepower frantically on the entire convoy.
Anthony, who had just stepped out of the car and was about to check what was going on in the car leading to the car accident, was instantly confused.
Fortunately, he was a trained professional. Although he didn't know why he was attacked, he started to react immediately and shouted to the people behind him:
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Then he began to lie on the ground and quickly fired back at the gunmen on both sides.
Although his reaction was not slow, the other party was obviously prepared. As soon as the first gunshot started, the gunmen of more than thirty people never stopped holding weapons.
The reason why his reaction time was given was because the gunmen's first target was not them at all, but the prison car in the convoy.
Their prison van was not bulletproof at all, so in just ten seconds, the prison van became riddled with holes and it was unbearable to look at it.
The two police officers responsible for driving the prison van also died instantly.
The boring crowd who had been following the convoy were frightened and fled away quickly when they saw this scene, for fear of suffering disaster.
However, many brave reporters raised their cameras like cats that smelled something fishy.
Anthony and others lying on the ground were unable to organize an effective counterattack.
Because they had no preparation at all for this attack, everyone thought it was just an action to divert the attention of the reporters, and never thought that they would encounter an attack.
The gunmen who launched the attack had a clear target. After stopping the vehicle, in addition to suppressing the escorts, all firepower was immediately focused on the prisoner vehicle.
As the prison car was hit by two grenades and a violent explosion occurred, the attackers' attack also came to an end and they began to retreat in an orderly manner.
During the entire process, Anthony and other prison guards were almost constantly suppressed and beaten. Only after the attackers achieved their goals and retreated in batches did they have the opportunity to re-examine the situation on the entire battlefield.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. At first glance, Anthony is on the verge of tears. Except for the two police officers responsible for driving the prison van who died on the spot, everyone else in his anti-explosion team was also injured.
The prison car they were responsible for transporting had been blown to the ground, bursting into flames, and the entire prison car was surrounded by fire.
Anthony, who had no time to think about it, could only shout to the people around him to help put out the fire.
At this time, several reporters had the courage to rush in front of Anthony, looked at the prison car that was burned in the fire, and asked:
"Mr. Police, there is no one in the prison car you are escorting. Can you tell me where Brother Eddie is now?"
Anthony was furious when he heard this question and yelled at the reporter:
"Didn't you see that we were attacked just now?
My brother is still lying in a pool of blood, and you come over and ask me where those two bastards are?
You bastards, get away from me right now, or I will arrest you as criminals who attacked the police. "
The reporter didn't feel scared at all. He continued to take pictures of the entire motorcade and continued to ask:
"Mr. Policeman, during the gangster attack just now, you failed to organize an effective defense at all. Doesn't this mean that your combat effectiveness is too low?
Do we have reason to worry about your ability to maintain law and order? "
When Anthony heard this, he wanted to shoot this damn reporter directly.
But he knew these were all things he could only think about.
While the fight here was in full swing, on another road less than two blocks away from this road, the escort team led by Milovic was quickly walking through the streets.
The gunshots here naturally reached Milovic's ears, which made all the escorts even more nervous.
Fortunately, they changed their plans, otherwise, they would be the ones being attacked now.
The team member who was driving said to Milovic thoughtfully:
"Boss, luckily we listened to you and changed our plans, otherwise we would have been miserable."
Hearing this, Milovic glared at the other party seriously and said:
"Don't be too happy too early. The enemy is not a fool. He will soon find something wrong after launching the attack.
We are not safe until we can successfully deliver the prisoner to the court-martial. Then it's up to us to be vigilant, our plans are not foolproof. "
After hearing Milovic's words, everyone looked solemn and began to check the equipment in their hands, preparing for an attack that might come at any time.
