Casare looked at Alfred Schlieffen, "You're in charge now."
"Yes, sir!"
He ran back to the team, shouting, "First Battalion Commander, move your TPz-1 armored vehicle out, move it out, and have the Second Battalion infantry follow in coordination."
He paused for a moment and ran back, "Sir, I want to raid Barrio 18's base tonight and crush Edgar Santos Castro in one fell swoop."
"Do it your way!"
"Yes!"
"Raiding Barrio 18 tonight? Will it..." A Salvadoran official, having overheard him, was shocked and hurriedly asked, with a slightly panicked tone.
Damn, I haven't notified anyone yet, can you wait for me to make a call?
Casare's smile slowly faded, "Gentlemen, don't worry, it's not a problem."
Being stared at like that, the official who spoke up gave an awkward smile, feeling that the Mexican's gaze was quite off.
