Off the grid
Chapter 7
Using the vehicles Gibbs decided to stop within the 18-mile mark to have everyone survey the last two miles. He asked them to break off into different directions. As Gibbs watched them move off with taking a sip of his water from his canteen.
Checking his rifle and the special scope to see. He was now ready to begin his trek not knowing that two of Hernandez's men were watching from two different trees with a rifle that can hit a target with darts filled with a knockout potion in order to bring Gibbs back to the compound. They were in contact with Hernandez via walkie-talkie to advise him that his prey was in sight.
As Gibbs continued to walk slowly checking for any snails or other traps. And in the process, he was leaving a trail for the others in case he gets into trouble. Only McGee and Nick Torres know his method really well... Gibbs's phone had stayed on so that the team can make contact with him...
One mile in of his trek. Special Agent Gibbs was using his scope rifle to see whether he's able to see anyone from the compound. It was as if he might be walking into a trap. He wasn't able to see anyone while Hernandez men were well camouflaged.
Dropping his phone onto the ground as part of his little tidbits. The next thing he knew was feeling two darts hitting his neck and arm. He tried to remove them by bending down before his eyes began to close from the fast-acting sleeping potion...
Riccio and Samels age 32 dropped down from the two branches using ropes. They had their small jeep hidden in order to place Gibbs into it while still out cold... "We need to be quick about getting him back to the compound."
"I know. Hernandez is very anxious to begin in torture." Riccio will say having been there the first time around in Paraguay. But he wasn't the second time with Hernandez taking out his revenge against him and the marines.
Carrying Gibbs over his shoulder with some trouble walking while his associate was able to help with keeping his balance until they reached the grey jeep. Placing the agent inside the back of the jeep making sure that they don't hurt him. He was still out cold since the potion only lasts for an hour.
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Fornell was getting tired as he needed to take a break with water and a protein bar. He called sitting on the ground still damp. He needed to contact Torres and McGee on whether they were able to find a thing. "McGee, did you find anything at all?" Sounding tired with his voice taking a swig of his canteen to quench his thirst.
"Not a single thing Agent Fornell. Have you been able to contact Gibbs on his phone? I have tried twice with his voicemail picking up."
"No, I haven't Agent McGee. Maybe you should try pinging his phone to try and locate his position?" Fornell suggested for which McGee will ping his phone using his portable laptop to figure out whether he's able to locate Gibbs.
"I will get back to you, Fornell with the information and probable location on Gibbs."