There was still no response. The operator looked at Silva: "Sir, War Eagle 3, maybe, maybe..."

Silva grabbed the man's neck and said, "What could be wrong!"

"Probably shot down!"

"Damn, how is that possible? That is an armed helicopter. The latest model was purchased just a few days ago. How could it be shot down? Damn it, there must be something wrong somewhere!"

Just after Silva mocked the Mexican police for their poor performance, the police helicopter was shot down. Immediately, a helicopter from his own military was shot down. It was a slap in the face, a naked slap in the face. Silva was not willing to admit this at all.

"But, but!"

"Nothing more, continue calling immediately!"

"yes!"

When Silva still had a glimmer of hope, a subordinate came in with a piece of intelligence: "Boss, the follow-up pursuit force reported that they found an explosion over the southern highway. It may be that our helicopter was shot down!"

When he heard this, Silva's hands had already begun to tremble. What he was most worried about happened, and the helicopter was shot down again.
Chapter completed!