The night, like a man-eating demon, devoured the tears that no longer existed in Cancun!
Woo... woo...
A bright spot appeared in the distant clouds, as the C130 transport aircraft roared out.
Ding! Dong!
Inside the fuselage, the red lights hanging on both sides of the cabin flickered.
"Outdoor temperature is 16°, visibility is clear, we are currently at an altitude of 2700 meters. We will descend to 2000 meters in five minutes and reach Cancun. Comrades, General Victor is with you!"
Colonel James Water stood up, clapping his hands vigorously, "Young men, prepare yourselves. Check all your equipment again. Remember, once you reach the ground, move quickly towards the Ambassador District and deploy markers on the ground for the Army paratroopers. Did you understand the mission?"
"Understood!"
Gurgle... clang~
The cabin door creaked, as if stuck with old phlegm. Once opened, the wind blew in fiercely, bringing a chill even through their headgear.
