Echo plugged in her tablet. “The dead man’s switch is tied to a biometric heartbeat monitor. If the heart stops… boom. We need the key. A blood sample from one of the five MULTI-ELAMIGOS leaders.”
They extracted a blood sample, raced back to the mine, and fed it into the control panel. The red light turned green. Echo disabled the dead man’s switch.
Echo smiled grimly. “I just traced their emergency comms. Four are en route here. The fifth—‘The Broker’—is airborne, heading for the Chilean border.” Tom.Clancys.Ghost.Recon.Wildlands.MULTI-ELAMIGOS
The coordinates led to a remote jungle airstrip north of Villa Tunari. They dropped at 0200 hours. HALO jump. No support. The canopy swallowed them whole.
Echo powered it on. “It’s a journal. Video logs.” She pressed play. Echo plugged in her tablet
“You’re making a mistake, Ghost,” she said calmly. “If you kill me, the bomb detonates.”
“And where are they?” Tracker asked. We need the key
At 0500 hours, they struck.