Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 369: As long as you are brave, all drug dealers will die!

The first to attack Monterey was the 355th Regiment of the Fourth Division.

Regiment Commander: Colonel Sigmund Wilhelm List!

He was sitting in a jeep, holding a cigar in his mouth and a telescope in his hand. He "ordered the armored vehicles to assault, the infantry to coordinate, and the artillery target area to resume bombing to create offensive opportunities for the soldiers."

"Understood!" The deputy leader next to him responded quickly.

Pick up the communication tool and convey the order to the artillery behind.

"200 meters in front of Camp A, keep distance, Xu Jin barrage, high and low plus five, seventeen to the right, release!!"

Boo hoo hoo~! !

The artillerymen covered their ears. A recruit wore earmuffs and squatted half-crouching, watching the artillery shells flying in a parabola into the distance with his eyes open.

"continue!"

The squad leader next to him patted him on the head, and the recruit hurriedly stood up, ran over to carry the shells, and stuffed them into his buttocks.

"Second round! Prepare!"

"put!!"

Bang bang bang! !

The high-explosive shells also had their own whistling sound, which surrounded the smoke outside Monterey. Drug dealers did not dare to come forward, and it was night, so they could not see clearly at all.

The commander of the advancing Battalion A was also ruthless.

Order the six equipped TPz-1 armored vehicles to turn off their lights and drive!

"Command, our unit is 100 meters away..."

The deputy commander looked at Colonel Sigmund William List, who still had a calm expression and said, "Keep bombarding."

"Artillery cover, Battalion A continues!"

"Understood." The battalion commander looked around and waved his hand, "Move forward, don't fall behind."

The soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicles lowered their heads.

As long as your luck is not too bad, the bullets flying out in the dark will only hit the armored vehicle in front.

But there are also unlucky ones.

A private was hit in the arm. He lay on the ground and screamed in pain. He even cried, "Help me! Help me!"

The medical soldier next to him was a veteran, and he knew that what he said would definitely shake the morale of the army. After all, more than one-third of Battalion A were new recruits, and most of them depended on this courage.

Seeing the private wailing, the medical soldier went up and covered his mouth, grabbed the drag buckle behind his back with one hand and pulled him back.

After pulling him out of the team, I saw that he was still howling, so I went up and slapped him, "This injury, call your mother! Shut up!"

Although he cursed, his hands still stopped the bleeding very quickly.

"I won't die..."

"You can't die, but if you scream again, the supervising team behind you will shoot you. All you have to do is shut up. Congratulations, you were injured before you rushed in. You are allowed to leave the battlefield."

The private who said this immediately lowered his head and felt ashamed.

"80 meters!"

"70 meters!!"

"60 meters! Commander, the artillery shells are going to hit our own people." The adjutant's voice was a little broken, and the hand holding the communicator was itchy and covered with sweat, and his eyes were staring like this. looked at him.

Colonel Sigmund Wilhelm List took a deep breath, "Charge!!"

"Charge!!" the adjutant shouted into the communicator.

Fritz Klingenberg, commander of Battalion A, pointed his hand, "Turn on the lights of the armored vehicle and charge everyone!"

Pa da~

The armored vehicle's lights turned on and shined forward. Two drug dealers on a ruins almost lost their eyesight, mainly because it was too sudden. They squatted down with their eyes covered, tears streaming down their faces uncontrollably.

The roar of mountains and tsunamis poured in from outside the city.

50 meters…

You can run there in less than ten seconds.

For an armored vehicle, a floor oil, boom boom boom, the exhaust pipe rushed out black smoke, choking several soldiers and cursing loudly.

The TPz-1 armored vehicle also shrewdly fired smoke in front.

The tactical literacy is still there.

Seal the cigarette first.

Provide fire support to infantry.

An armored vehicle was charging across the street, its muzzle firing randomly, so that the drug dealer did not dare to raise his head.

There were three or four drug dealers hiding behind the ruins in front of them. They pulled the trigger condescendingly, but the bullets were unable to effectively hit the TPz-1 armored vehicle.

"Hit the infantry at the back! Put the armored vehicles over and prepare the rocket launchers from behind!" The order of the drug dealer leader was correct, but the TPz-1 was on fire and rushed towards the ruins.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the still strong load-bearing wall below collapsed in one fell swoop. The drug dealers standing on top could not stand firmly and all fell down. It was two or three meters here, and an accidental fall could be fatal. of.

The front of the armored vehicle was also dented by rocks.

Boom boom boom!

Hit the accelerator, reverse the car, and hey, he's alive and kicking again.

The machine gunner was afraid that the buried drug dealer was still alive, so he scanned the pile of rocks a few times and waited until no one inside screamed before moving on.

It was impossible for a regiment to hold such a large Monterey. Jose Andres Guardado implemented a "peripheral policy", using buildings and commanding heights to attack the Northern Army and not allowing them to continue to advance. If the depth was reduced, , that is, being taken away by a wave.

And in order to prevent tanks and armored vehicles from being unscrupulous, concrete bunkers have been poured on the main roads to prevent large-caliber machine guns.

There are about 60 of them in the whole city!

It's simply appalling and outrageous.

"Over there, over there, shoot!"

In the main square of the Monterey Cathedral, three bunkers lie horizontally in a Z-shaped pattern. There are no buildings blocking the view in the open space in front, and it is endless as far as the eye can see within a few hundred meters!

There were more than a dozen corpses and wounded lying in front of them.

Some people were still screaming and rolling, but there was no movement.

The drug dealer in the bunker was driving an NSV machine gun. With that caliber, one shot would kill even a TPz-1 armored vehicle equipped with armor-piercing bullets!

"Bazooka! Where's the bazooka!!" a young man with the rank of second lieutenant shouted.

"I'll do it!"

A corporal carried an M202 bazooka. This thing is the "four-eyed guy" carried by Schwarzenegger in the movie. It can fire four in one second. NMD, although it can't fire high-explosive shells, ordinary shells are enough.

"If it doesn't work once, then another round!"

Use quantity to accumulate combat power, of course, the premise is that you can hit it.

The effective range is 750 meters...

But the US military doesn't think this thing is very good.

"Fire cover!" The company commander shouted and tilted bullets towards the bunker.

The drug dealer inside was not in a hurry. He signaled to continue loading and fired the NSV machine gun to fight back. The bullets could make holes in the ground.

The corporal took a deep breath and aimed at the bunker in the middle!

Fire!

Four rockets flew out.

But he was unlucky. Two of them missed. The other two did hit, but they didn't break up the bunker...

Damn!

How many MM did these drug dealers get from the bunker?

The M202 rocket launcher can penetrate the 200mm defense...

Too shameless.

Just as the corporal was about to continue, several stray bullets came over and pierced his chest. He groaned twice and fell in a pool of blood.

The comrades next to him rushed over and dragged him behind the bunker.

"Company commander, follow the old method, throw smoke bombs, and I will lead people to rush up." The platoon leader next to him was also a little anxious.

"Okay, let's do it this way! Everyone prepare the smoke bombs! Smith, you lead your platoon to attack, and B platoon will follow behind. Remember to block the smoke at any time!"

"Yes!"

"Throw!" The company commander shouted, and more than a dozen people stood up and threw them far away. The two prepared platoons rushed out directly.

This depends on the coordination. If they throw slowly or quickly, the soldiers in the smoke will be easily exposed.

Those drug dealers are not stupid. As soon as they see the smoke block, they know to shoot into the smoke.

No matter what, as long as they can touch the opponent, they will fall to the ground.

"Throw!"

The platoon leader of B platoon calculated the time in the back. Seeing that it was almost time, he shouted and pulled the smoke bomb to continue throwing!

But the voice was heard by the drug dealers.

He quickly turned the gun head and shot towards this side!

Several soldiers were directly knocked to the ground.

"Keep shooting, don't let those people get close." The drug dealer leader was also a little panicked at this time. The smoke completely blocked his vision. He stared, afraid that someone would come out from inside.

Although the NSV machine gun was tough, it couldn't withstand the continuous shooting.

Suddenly...

Crack!

The barrel made a strange sound, and then it stopped working!

"The barrel is too hot!!" The machine gunner's pupils condensed, "It can't be fired anymore, it's going to explode!"

The other people in the bunker also widened their eyes when they heard this.

If it explodes...

Oh, everyone in the bunker will have a hard time.

The drug dealer leader was also stunned. Just when he was about to say something nonsense, he suddenly saw two grenades thrown in from the "tight cracks" with his peripheral vision.

"Grenade!!"

Boom!

A burst of air spurted out from inside, and the NSV machine gun was instantly stopped. The soldiers of Company A used the smoke to crawl over on the ground with their hands and feet, hiding below and giving the other party a big gift package.

But the new recruit on the left had a complete brain blank. He had no idea how to get through the smoke zone and how to get to the bunker. He didn't know what to do next. His squad leader shouted, "Throw a grenade!" But he panicked and made a complete mistake, throwing an incendiary bomb in. The flames exploded. The nearest machine gunner suddenly turned into a fireman, screaming and rushing towards the others. He hugged a companion, and the two rolled on the ground and screamed miserably. The smell of barbecue seeped out from the dense cracks. The rest of the people were terrified and hurriedly tried to escape from the small door on the top. The design of this bunker is really amazing... There is no door, only a small skylight on the top that can only fit that one person... The design drawings given by the Indians, right? As soon as they climbed out, they were killed by the Northern Army soldiers. They didn't even have time to surrender. "Good!"

Fritz Klingenberg, the battalion commander who was observing from behind, praised loudly, "Write this down. After the war, I will ask for credit for the soldiers who blew up the bunker. Order three companies to launch a pincer attack on the Monterrey Cathedral and occupy the commanding heights!"

The drug dealers and defenders in Monterrey also knew the importance of the cathedral. At this point in the war, you can fully see the situation around you. The strategic significance is very important. Hundreds of drug dealers rushed in from the back door, and the two groups fought in the church of several hundred square meters.

The gunshots in the city lasted from 10 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock the next day...

8 hours!

The refugees in the safe zone dared not close their eyes.

For fear that they would be involved if they were not careful.

The sky had just dawned...

Both sides stopped fighting as if they had a tacit understanding.

Inside the Monterrey Cathedral...

The first to third floors belong to the Northern Army, and the upper floors belong to the drug dealers.

Here alone, more than 20 people from Battalion A were killed, and the drug dealers were not having a good time either, with more than 80 bodies lying in all directions.

"Hello, hello, hello~ This is the regimental command, A Battalion, A Company, please reply."

In a room on the second floor, a voice came from the intercom. A hand with cracked skin and black skin stretched out tiredly and pressed the button on the side panel, "Got it, please go."

The voice was very low, too tired.

Warfare is also a physical labor.

"In fifteen minutes, the Air Force will carry out a targeted explosion on Monterrey. Please evacuate as soon as possible."

Everyone in the room was silent.

Retreat? !

The company commander was also very excited, "Sir, we can't retreat. The commanding heights of the church are very useful to us. We are far from the center of Monterrey. We are stuck here. The drug dealers have no chance to fight back. If it is blown up, it will be a pity."

Originally, the bombing was planned at night, but it was too dark at night. The bomber could not be completely located. If it was accidentally injured and thrown into its own camp, it would be more tragic than Walton Walker who died in Korea.

The use of commanding heights in street fighting is mainly reflected in the three aspects of controlling vision, crossfire and psychological advantage!

When you shoot from above, the enemies below will be scared. If they can't bear it, they will collapse.

You don't know where the bullets come from.

The psychological pressure is great.

"Regimental commander, give us another half an hour to ensure that we can take down the cathedral!"

The other side was quiet for a while, "Then it's the last half an hour. If we fail, we will prepare for bombing."

"Yes!"

After releasing his hand, the captain looked at the soldiers in the house, pulled the bolt, and the others also pulled it. The sound of the bullets was very crisp.

"Whether we can create favorable street fighting opportunities for the follow-up troops and whether we can be proud of others depends on us!"

"We will not give up until we take down the church!"

"Follow me!"

The company commander shouted, rushed up with a gun, stepped up the stairs in three or two steps, and first threw a grenade to explore the way up.

Bang! !

The Monterey Cathedral was once again caught in a gunfight.

At this time, the 355th Regimental Command had entered the city and was located only four or five kilometers away from the city center.

Colonel Sigmund William Lister felt a headache.

At this point, the battlefield situation is no longer his decision.

Street fighting tests the ability of individual soldiers.

Whoever is the toughest will occupy Monterrey.

Ta-da~

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps at the door, and the deputy commander ran in, "Commander."

"Four Fletcher-class destroyers, one Bronstein-class frigate, a supply ship, and four troop transports from the Gulf of Mexico entered Tamauritas State and will provide support to the central rebels."

Colonel Sigmund William Lister frowned as he took the intelligence he handed over, which also said it was a direct message from the division.

"How many people?"

"About 6,000!"

"Wasn't Abrego in the south killed in the bombing? A new leader was chosen so quickly?"

"It is said that Abrego's three sons had a fight, but in the end no one could do anything to the other, so they worked together with a man named Arturo Desena, who was the new leader of Los Zetas who had fought with us before. He was a federal marshal and is now... 23 years old!"

Drug dealers are really getting younger and younger.

"Los Zetas..."

Sigmunt William Lister felt angry when he heard the name. The defenders in the "Hermosillo Steel Plant" were them.

If the Northern Army hadn't used... a little strength in the end.

They would have really killed them.

"Can four people consolidate power?!"

"I don't know, but they did send troops, and if the navy gets close to Nuevo León, it can also deal a blow to us."

"What does the divisional command mean?"

The deputy regiment commander opened his mouth with a strange expression, "Let those reinforcements land, and then gather forces to destroy them!"

Sigmont William Lister almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Who the hell came up with this bad idea, which idiot..."

"Division commander..."