Chapter 44 Arrest

Deep in the dense forest of Colombia, after a burst of gunfire, the birds in the forest fled the ground one after another. Ben Ali, in military uniform, looked at the soldier who was transforming from a drug dealer, with a gratified smile on his face.

Ben Ali's greatest skill in this life is fighting. Ben Ali would do nothing else. Ben Ali grew up in rural Mali, a country plagued by poverty, disease, and endless civil war. In order to leave the country, Ben Ali worked hard to join the French Foreign Legion stationed in Mali and started his mercenary career.

The biggest advantage of the French Foreign Legion is that after serving for a certain number of years, you can apply for French citizenship and then settle in France. In order to leave his homeland, Ben Ali trained himself hard and tried his best to express himself in the execution of the mission. It can be said that it was almost the French dream in his heart that supported him through those difficult years.

Just when Ben Ali was about to realize his dream, a sudden incident shattered his French dream. Once a high-ranking officer of the regiment tried to molest a refugee's daughter, Ben Ali stopped him out of a sense of justice. And also reported the official to the above. What Ben Ali didn't expect was that the Foreign Legion, which flaunted honor and loyalty, fired Ben Ali.

Since then, Ben Ali has embarked on the road of no return as an underground mercenary. In the following years, he smuggled to Europe. Because he has no identity and skills, he can only work for the gangsters and do some assassinations and defend the work.

By a coincidence, Ben Ali took over a task for a Dutch drug cartel. However, when he served as a temporary bodyguard for a certain leader within the group, internal strife broke out in the drug cartel. In order to get back his reward, Ben Ali desperately protected his client. Perhaps out of gratitude, his client helped him get Dutch residency after the fact.

Ben Ali worked as a bodyguard in this drug cartel for a period of time, but unfortunately the drug cartel was destroyed by the Dutch police not long after. Ben Ali came to Aruba, married a wife and had children, and spent a happy time. Later, with offspring and a family, Ben Ali needed money even more. So after a period of silence, Ben Ali resumed his old job.

Although all of his activities were illegal, since all the commissions Ben Ali accepted were located abroad, he did not leave any criminal record except for frequent overseas trips.

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After the Battle of La Modelro Prison, Ben Ali's life in Medellin was pretty good. Escobar trusted him very much and entrusted him with the task of training and cultivating the army. As long as Ben Ali speaks, Escobar will follow his proposal to purchase weapons and military supplies. Seeing the troops in his hands getting more and more decent day by day, Ben Ali felt a great sense of accomplishment for no reason.

Unfortunately, at this time, a call from his wife in Aruba found him. And he also told him about the door-to-door visit of the immigration bureau.

"Impossible, I have obtained the right of residence for almost ten years, why did something go wrong?" Ben Ali instinctively doubted, and to tell the truth, now is the critical moment of training, and Ben Ali absolutely does not want to be here. Leave at this time.

"I heard that it was caused by your frequent trips abroad during the period when you filed the application! Moreover, the people from the Immigration Bureau also said that the immigration management department of Aruba has recently revised the relevant rules, requiring that those who have lived in the country for less than three years Immigrants must report within this week. Otherwise, the application will be considered invalid..." Ben Ali's wife babbled on the phone for a long time, but she never said why, and Ben Ali listened more and more. Getting more and more confused.

After putting down the phone, Ben Ali made it clear. That is, he must go back within a week.

So Ben Ali had no choice but to explain this to Escobar.

Ben Ali's stuff is simple, nothing to tidy up. He found time to go to Medellin to buy some Colombian specialties as gifts for his wife and children. Immediately afterwards, he drove to the northern port city of Barranquilla overnight. Since there was no airport on Aruba, he could only go back by boat from Barranquilla.

What Ben Ali didn't expect was that the moment he left Medellin, he entered the sphere controlled by the Colombian government. And the CIA personnel who planned this scam have also been eyeing him.

The CIA was keeping an eye on everyone Ben Ali came into contact with along the way, but to their disappointment, Ben Ali didn't meet anyone particularly important.

There was still half an hour before the boat sailed, and Ben Ali sat in the dining room and ate breakfast. The view inside the restaurant is very wide. Ships leaving port can be seen in the distance. Because the time is too early now, not many passengers choose to take the boat at this time. So Ben Ali unconsciously paid attention to the passengers who were waiting to depart together.

"Why does the guy reading the newspaper in the corner feel like he's seen it somewhere?" Ben Ali suddenly noticed a guy while looking around. He always felt as if he had met this person not long ago, but he couldn't remember when.

Ben Ali got up abruptly, wanting to go over and ask if he was an acquaintance from the past, but as soon as he stood up, he immediately found no less than four pairs of eyes in the restaurant looking at him at the same time, and Ben Ali immediately understood.

"Run!" was the only thought in Ben Ali's mind at the moment. Like a cheetah, he dropped all his luggage and rushed out of the gate.

"Report, the prey has found us!" The intelligence personnel in charge of monitoring Ben Ali also hurriedly followed, and those who fell behind immediately reported the situation here using the invisible walkie-talkie.

In desperation, Ben Ali jumped directly from the second floor of the restaurant. Before he could stand still, a car screeched to a stop beside him. Ben Ali ran away. Several people rushed out of the car and rushed towards him immediately.

Ben Ali drew his pistol from his waist, and without turning his head, he shot back.

"Bah... bah..."

"Attention everyone, don't shoot, keep alive!" The command of the superior immediately came from the earphones of the action team members.

Ben Ali had just finished his breakfast and felt a pain in his stomach after running for a long time. At this moment, the person behind him rushed forward and hugged him from behind. Immediately after that, the people behind also desperately pressed up, and everyone was like stacking arhats, rushing up desperately, Ben Ali roared angrily and was firmly pressed down at the bottom.

"Bah... bah..." There were several muffled sounds from under the crowd. ...

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