Dividing the spoils

Author: Silently does not exist

Dividing the spoils

At the same time that Jack landed on the ground through the rope, an explosion sounded. The two off-road vehicles had just traveled less than 50 meters when they were blown into the sky at the same time.

Of course, blasting to the sky is just an exaggerated description. Each package of C4 that Jason gave to Clay before may have been less than 500 grams. When the smoke and dust dispersed, there were even members of the Eugene family in the car who were not killed on the spot.

Clay quickly rushed out of the woods where he was hiding, and after a few gunshots, he completed the shot.

The rest of the SEALs still carefully followed the tactical formation and searched the entire villa. After confirming that everything was safe, Jason ordered the Black Hawk to land in front of the house.

When the anxious Jessie jumped out of the helicopter, Jack already appeared at the door of the villa holding the unconscious Franco.

This girl was lucky. Maybe it was because the hunting had just begun and the men of the Eugene family planned to accumulate more prey before eating it. Or maybe they sensed something was wrong last night and temporarily lost their intention to invade the prey.

In short, except for some infection in the wound and some symptoms of dehydration, Franxing was fully clothed. However, the girl was frightened and worried that she would hurt herself if she struggled randomly, so Jack simply knocked her out.

Leaving Franco to Jessie's care for the time being, Jack returned to the villa. It was harvest time, but things didn't seem to be going well.

"So, what are we looking for? There's nothing here."

Jason looked a little disappointed and looked at Jack and asked.

The basement that Sam Eugene called was a small cellar hidden under the living room floor. It was so empty and clean that a rat could starve to death.

The other team members didn't know what they were looking for, so they looked at the two of them with confused eyes.

Jack looked around and finally landed on the wreckage of the two off-road vehicles outside the window.

"Clay, did you check the trunks of those two cars after you refinished the gun?"

"No, what on earth are you talking about? Are we looking for something?" Clay shook his head, a little confused.

"We'll find out soon enough."

When Jack and the six SEALs regrouped in the living room, the table in the middle of the room was already covered with yellow gold nuggets. The visual impact of stacking these things in a pile was much greater than placing the same pile of banknotes.

Jason and his team members were all looking at this pile of people and couldn't move their eyes away as quickly as possible, and several people's eyes were reflected in gold.

Lei, who was standing next to Jason, swallowed, picked up one of the pieces and checked it, his voice was a little tight when he spoke.

"Each piece weighs about 50 ounces. Even if it is not of the highest purity, each piece is worth about 75,000 dollars. There are 29 pieces in total. We have made a fortune."

Jack was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Eugene family actually hid most of their savings in this mountain villa. It seemed that the FBI's raid on the vineyard would not yield much.

Jason didn't say anything nonsense, he just took 5 gold nuggets out of the pile and put them aside.

"We each have 4 yuan. Without this FBI guy, we wouldn't be able to make this fortune, so we'll give him the extra dollar."

The other five people nodded repeatedly, and Lei happily took away four pieces of gold and said with emotion: "Naima has always wanted to change to a bigger house, and now she can finally get her wish."

Sonny was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He was about to take his share from the table, but was stopped by Jason.

"Leave your share to Lei for safekeeping. I don't want you to spend all the money on the stripper's belly."

Lei Le happily put his share in his bag, "Don't worry, I will return it to you after you get married, and I promise not to let your wife know."

"Damn it, then I can never get it back." Sonny looked annoyed.

Jack returned all his equipment to the group of seals, and Jason indicated that he could keep the tactical backpack to hold the gold.

Perhaps because of being together, the attitude of several SEALs toward Jack improved visibly. After saying goodbye to him warmly, they boarded the Black Hawk and left.

When David Rossi landed here on a huge EC-225 helicopter painted in red and white, he only saw a burning mountain villa and two cars with only the frames left.

The wreckage of an off-road vehicle covered in black smoke.

"Jason asked me to give this to you."

Jack took the initiative to step forward and handed a memory card to Rosie. Inside was a video recording left by the SEAL team, recording their entire battle, excluding of course the part where everyone shared the spoils at the end.

Rosie was still wearing an expensive handmade suit with style. She looked at the two girls behind Jack and waved to urge a medical staff who had just got off the helicopter behind her to come forward and check.

"How's the situation?" Rosie's question was a little vague, but Jack knew what he really wanted to ask.

"Nothing was left out. They were all cleaned up. The seals took away their rewards and left some in my bag."

Rossi waved his hand, he didn't care about the money, "You can keep the rest, you are not an FBI person yet."

Jack was a little dumbfounded. Although he really didn't intend to hand it over, he still accepted this person's love.

The two of them didn't have much to talk about. Rossi already knew everything about what happened. He was also very satisfied with Jack's performance. Although he hadn't officially joined the FBI yet, he had already given him a big gift.

No matter what the final exploration results of the gold mine are, the mining conditions are there and they must have certain value.

"What are your plans next?" Rossi asked.

Jack shrugged: "Take the day off and continue my road trip."

Although it is just a matter of following the seals, it is not something ordinary people can do to keep up with the rhythm of these killing machines without falling behind.

Jack was physically exhausted, but mentally satisfied. He personally participated in a professional paramilitary operation, which is probably an experience that most FBI agents have never had.

"Then I won't disturb you. Remember to report to Quantico on time in one month. I will personally participate in your training evaluation."

Rossi glanced at Jessie not far away, with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to get the car, and the girl can come with me. She has some documents to sign."

When the EC-225 helicopter landed at the dilapidated gas station again, the place had been razed to the ground, including the large pit behind the dilapidated iron house that had been completely filled in.

Only Jack's Firebird was towed aside, still covered with the old tarp.

Jack took Jessie's hand and jumped out of the helicopter. After leaving the rotor range, he turned around and waved goodbye to Rosie.

The wound pierced by the crossbow arrow still requires surgery. Rossi will take her directly to the hospital in Las Cruces, where Jessie's other two friends are already waiting.
Chapter completed!