Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 368 Attack!!!

Diane Rodham is no fool.

Not to mention whether the U.S. government will have a large-scale conflict with Victor, the land is of no use at all, and the Mexicans on it have to be taken care of. The influence of Latinos in the United States is very complicated.

Millions more…

Oh, who do you want to vote for?

So there aren't a lot of beggars on the street?

It cannot stimulate the economy within the United States, and it will stimulate Victor externally, which is not cost-effective.

Diane Rodham would rather lie back and be a vampire.

So I rejected the proposal outright.

Aldous Wendell was a little lost, "How could...this..."

If his brother hadn't been for Popovich, he would be just an ordinary little gangster now, with no sharp eyesight or negotiation skills.

Diane Rodham coughed softly.

"The land has no use for us, but we still care about the Mexican economy."

"We are negotiating with Canada on the North American Free Trade Agreement. If Mexico is willing, it can also join. By then we will not limit tariffs and can fully circulate goods between each other, and American companies can also increase investment in Mexico. , what do you think?”

Aldous Wendell is as smart as a testicle and doesn't understand what's going on here. He just heard what the old witch said and thought it was pretty good.

"Also, your current economic system is too chaotic. If you give the power of issuing currency to the Federal Reserve, we can completely help you create a new monetary system without being choked by Victor."

Aldous Wendell shook his head.

Diane Rodham frowned slightly. She thought the other party had clearly seen her little trick. Who knew, Aldous said seriously, "There is no way to reflect the value of pesos. If possible, I hope to use US dollars." Alternative to Peso.”

Isn’t that what drug dealers do?

Have you ever seen a drug dealer collect pesos?

The old witch was immediately silenced. After a while, she spoke, "You'd better have someone come to the United States to have a good talk."

"No problem, my brother has given me full responsibility. As long as you can help us, this will not be a problem!"

Diane Rodham's eyes flashed. She knew that her husband coveted the position of the next president. If she could create benefits for the United States at this time, she would definitely have a great opportunity.

"What do you want?"

"Can you help me kill Victor?" Aldous Wendell said with hopeful eyes.

Seeing that the other party's expression was a bit gloomy, I suddenly felt helpless, "Can't you do it too?"

Diane Rodham felt looked down upon and coughed twice, "We have negotiated peace with the Northern Army. We will not leave directly, but I can introduce you to some big shots. They have been dissatisfied with Victor for a long time. If you are willing For a little profit, I think you will get a lot, including the weapons you need, and... mercenaries."

Americans just love being this bitch.

"You can take our special plane and settle this matter as soon as possible." Diane Rodham acted resolutely.

Of course the Mexican will not refuse, he has not taken a special plane yet.

"Let's go and let people take off."

The accompanying official was stunned, "Ma'am, can't we wait for Mr. Donald and the others?"

"His grandson-in-law is here, are you still worried that he won't be well fed or warm? Let's go! He can go back by himself."

The old witch had been accumulating power for a long time, and no one present dared to refute him. They could only apply to the control tower to leave the country, and the approval was quickly given.

In the United States, given her status, no one dares to accuse her of inappropriate excessive behavior.

The special plane carried Diane Rodham and her group back to the United States first.

Donald was on his way here at this time.

When the secretary received the news and conveyed this matter to him, the old defense minister was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. His face was ashen, but in the end he took a deep breath and said, "Go buy the nearest ticket to Washington."

"Sir, will that woman take the first step to discredit us in the media when she returns? This will be a blow to our party." The secretary next to him said carefully, for fear of irritating the old man.

Donald's right brow twitched, "She shouldn't be so shameless... right?"

The secretary said nothing and just looked at him.

Don’t you know how shameless American politicians are?

"No! Contact President James Dan Quade first and let him deliver a government speech first!"

"Understood!" The secretary was slightly excited.

It would be strange if the two parties don't start fighting.

If this peace negotiation is handled well, it will be an achievement of the acting president, who can completely continue to place power in his own party. But if the Democratic Party takes the lead, then a good thing will turn into a bad thing.

The media has two mouths, one that lies at the top and a tight mouth at the bottom.

"Hurry up, speed up." Donald urged the driver, who stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

And Victor participated in the burial ceremony of the soldiers at the National Cemetery. He buried the first wave of soil for each fallen soldier, and the relatives next to him cried, which was touching.

With red eyes, he said to the group of relatives, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to the local government. If they don't care, you can come to me. I won't let my soldiers lie here and worry about things at home."

He comforted each family and showed great patience.

By the time everything was done, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

The sky is hung with sunset glow.

In the car, George Smiley reported the incident of Donald being left behind. Victor was stunned, and then he laughed, "An old general who has dedicated himself to the country is worse than an old prostitute."

"Sooner or later, America will die!"

George Smiley, Casare and the others nodded vigorously beside them.

"Our people also discovered that a man boarded the U.S. special plane. According to the intelligence search, this man was Aldous Wendell, Popovich's brother. Maybe they were making a deal and the other party did not get off the plane. Went directly with the special plane.”

"Should we activate Hydra's intelligence agency?"

Victor's tone was very disdainful, "A bunch of rats are entangled together. Why? Don't they just want to overthrow me?"

"Popovich dares to collude with the Americans, so kill him first!"

"I command!"

"All members of the first, second, and third divisions have finished their rest and are pressing towards the central area. They will definitely not give the opponent a chance to breathe!"

"Also, carry out a beheading operation against Popovich and the top leaders of the Institutional Party!"

"It does not recognize the legitimacy of its government. The only legitimacy is in the north!"

"The Northern Army will be renamed the First Republic of Mexico from today, and Cuauquemot will be promoted as the first president. I will be the person in charge of the country's military, politics, finance, and education."

"Other positions remain unchanged!"

Victor spoke very quickly, and the secretary next to him also recorded very quickly!

"Promote Kennedy to Army General, the commanders of the four Marine Divisions to Lieutenant General, and other division-level cadres to Major General!"

"Spread this news across the country and tell all Mexicans!"

Victor had long wanted reforms.

The names of the Northern Army and the Northern Army really sound like warlords. Those people in the central and southern parts are drug dealers. The orthodoxy lies in Victor. Naturally, they cannot be called that. The First Republic is because this name has appeared in history, and it will definitely not be like that in the future. Like the United States, each state makes the decision. How is this different from the separatist rule of vassal towns in the late Tang Dynasty?

If you want to do it, do centralization!

As for Kwaukmot, that was just a candidate he threw out.

He was blown up by a missile because of you. Now he is in good health. The doctor said that although it is impossible to recover to a normal person and his legs are a bit short, he cannot be allowed to retire. Victor is still not capable of such a thing as a cunning rabbit and a lackey. .

The most important thing is, 30 years old!

So conspicuous!

It's better to let Quaukmot come out first to pick up the burden.

"I will never allow three governments to emerge in Mexico!"

"Do a good job on Popovich's gang." Victor looked at George Smiley, who had a sinister look in his eyes, "Promise to complete the mission, General!"

"Let's drive."

The convoy drove towards the Governor's Palace.

George Smiley stood and said to the subordinates beside him, "Activate intelligence positioning. I want to know his whereabouts in the past two days."

"yes!"

The Tijuana news, which started on time at 7:30 in the evening, reported several major events. It changed its name to the First Republic of Mexico, negotiated peace with the United States, and both parties reached a consensus and recognized it as the only legal government.

Second, the United States agreed to cancel reservoirs and other facilities on the upper reaches of the Colorado River, allowing Mexican farmers to use the water unconditionally.

Cheers erupted throughout Mexico!

“The time for Mexicans to be bullied is over!”

"Now enter the Victor Era!!"

…

"preparation!"

"put!!!"

Outside Nuevo León.

One regiment of Rommel's Fourth Division had already reached the gates of Monterey.

Regiment-level support firepower includes 21 D-30 howitzers + 6 ZUS23-4 self-propelled anti-aircraft guns nicknamed "Shilka" and 12 M-99 76mm mountain guns!

This firepower…

Tsk tsk tsk, even the so-called "Firepower Man" Soviet guys are absolutely luxurious. This is just an ordinary regiment. If it were replaced by a division, it would be hundreds of gates. NMD, what kind of defense line can hold it?

This kind of firepower has always been a headache for the CIA. Where did the Mexicans get so many new weapons when they fell to the ground?

To put it bluntly, Mexico is already capable of launching a large-scale war involving several countries.

Before the artillery bombardment, civilian areas had been demarcated and assigned. As long as civilians entered the green zone, it would be fine.

Therefore, tens of thousands of civilians dragged their families into a small town in the northwest of Monterey. They had no tents, no lights, and some were hungry.

The cries and confused cries were deafening.

But there are also people…

Very bold.

Three Asian men with short hair carrying large boxes, one of whom was also carrying an AK47, placed the box in an open space, then put up a wooden board with a sign written on it, which read in Spanish: $3 for a box of lunch.

! ! !

"Brother Nan, is anyone really buying it?" an Asian who looked very young asked in a low voice.

"You may not think that they are all refugees, but in fact they all carry money. At this time, money is the least valuable. I have a conscience even for 3 US dollars. When I was a soldier in the French Foreign Legion, I followed my companions. Go to the Amazon jungle, do you know what I saw there?" The strongest man stared like a bell.

"Some people sell instant noodles to gold diggers, and they settle with gold. The instant noodles that cost a few dollars on the outside can be sold for dozens or even hundreds of dollars on the inside!"

The two fellow villagers squatting next to him swallowed.

"So don't say that we sell it expensively and we don't force them to buy it, right?"

"Brother Nan is right!"

"Ashu, be careful later. If anyone dares to mess around, shoot! Don't hesitate."

"Okay, Brother Nan!" A short man nodded firmly.

Finally, a refugee came over, mainly because it smelled so good...

He held his daughter in his arms, looked at the sign above, and hesitated, "$3?"

"Yes."

"Give me one." The other party carefully turned around and took out the money and handed it over.

A fellow villager opened the big box and took out a portion of...fried rice!

Corn kernels and diced radish can also be seen on it.

"I saw there was meat underneath..." The refugee looked at the fried rice and frowned.

"The next $20."

"Give me one."

That's actually Kung Pao Chicken + Scrambled Eggs.

The price is not cheap.

But I really can’t bear the hunger.

More and more people are inevitably coming around...

"Brother Nan is getting rich! We are getting rich!"

Brother Nan grinned, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a string of green flares flying into the sky, and then heard the whistling sound of artillery shells, boom boom boom! ! !

Monterey was bombed like daylight!

"The Northern Army is shelling!!!"

"The Northern Army is attacking!!"

The refugees hurriedly stood up, panicked and at a loss. Some boldly raised their heads and looked at the bombed Monterey in the distance, which was their hometown.

Sobbing quietly.

The Asian man named Brother Nan opened his mouth and swallowed with a grunt. Perhaps he felt that his actions were a bit embarrassing. He smiled and said to his brothers, "What a big firework."

Of course, the companion next to him couldn't say that his legs were also shaking.

That's simply terrible!

From such a long distance, it seemed as if the God of Death was scratching his and others' faces with a scythe.

If he wasn't still doing business now, he would have turned around and ran away!

The shelling lasted for nearly ten minutes in total, and the entire city center of Monterey was in ruins!

The governor of Nuevo León, José Andres Guardado, is hiding underground among drug dealers, and he's a little... old.

Ever since he learned that his three regiments had been broken up, he felt a little depressed.

MD, you trust the other party too much, Federico is a waste.

4,000 people can't conquer a small village? How is that possible!

That is our own Monterey Division.

It must be false propaganda by the Northern Army, or it may be Federico's command error. 4000VS300, the advantage is clearly mine!

Now there are only about 2,000 weapons left in hand.

Defend Monterey!

After hearing that the shelling was over, Jose Andres Guardado issued an order, "Get people out of the tunnel quickly. After the shelling is over, the Northern Army will definitely rush up. According to the plan, they will be broken into pieces. Guard the corner of the ruins!"

The subordinates next to him were busy transmitting orders through the communication machine.

Immediately afterwards, I saw many heads emerging from the sewers and air-raid shelters like rats.

They rushed into battle silently and with red eyes.

They were obviously on drugs.

The little boss around them was still encouraging them.

"To defend Monterey, each person will be rewarded with 10,000 US dollars and 2,000 grams of drugs!"

"But whoever wants to take a step back, don't blame my military law for being ruthless!"

There is also a supervising team behind.

As long as someone runs, shoot.

The army of drug traffickers has also become more and more formalized...

No, maybe they were legal government troops before?

Dududududu~