Working as a police officer in Mexico

On the top floor of the Governor's Mansion.

In the office.

Behind him is a Chinese calligraphy that is very well-written. It shows that the writing is profound and profound. The strokes are full of the vicissitudes of life.

There are only two words written on it: loyalty!

Look at the lower right corner, Victor.

This painting will cost at least 1 million US dollars. There are many people who want to buy it.

But at this time, the general who carries the fate of tens of millions of lives rubbed his temples tiredly. There are important tasks on the table.

The Northern Army took too big a step...

They took over four states in one year, and they bombed them without leaving any room for them, so they had to build them. The economic gap was very large...

And this offended Japanese capital. At that time, Japan's economy was the second largest in the world.

It was still very cool.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Victor saw a proposal letter. He read two lines and became interested. It said that Mexico was looking for new investors, such as Saudi Arabia.

There are several reasons:

Saudi Arabia and the Jewish-dominated American consortium do not have a good relationship. They have different religious beliefs, and the latter often use public opinion to promote the extreme idea that "people wrapped in scarves" are terrorists.

Most Arabs in Hollywood are villains.

From an ideological point of view, Saudi Arabia naturally stands opposite to Jewish capital.

Second, Saudis are too rich, and they don't know where to put their money.

Third, although the United States and Saudi Arabia have deep political, economic and military ties, in fact, Saudi Arabia is also very wary of the United States.

The main reason is that Americans don't look like good people.

They care a lot about oil.

It's like you treat him as a brother, but your brother stares at your wife with his eyes shining, and then greedily says to you, "Brother, your wife is so fragrant", what do you think?

In this proposal, it is also written: "We can use weapons to obtain Saudi investment and loans, as well as oil imports."

Victor thought this proposal was very good. He looked at the name, Schwerin Krosik. He had some impression of this person. He seemed to be an advisor under the Ministry of Finance, young and promising.

Just as he was about to call him to ask for advice, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"General, our Operation Mincemeat is going well. Ten minutes ago, the central puppet government air force attacked the "First Marine Division"!" George Smiley trotted in and said.

"Chief of Staff Mr. Horatio Herbert Kitchener has commanded the Fourth Marine Division to shrink the front line. Popovich and his men are starting to take the bait!"

Victor's eyes lit up and he stood up. George Smiley was very discerning. He picked up a cigar from the table, lit it for him, and handed it to him with both hands. The former took a puff and raised his eyebrows. "Brazilian goods are hard. Let's give the puppet government more credibility and announce to the outside world that Deputy Chief of Staff Erich Ludendorff has been transferred to the position of commander of the First Marine Division!"

"Understood!"

"The front-line troops retreated 20 kilometers!"

"What about the troops in Monterrey?"

"Retreat too. Anyway, this piece of meat is there. It won't rot. After tricking the southern support troops to come, we can defeat them. Isn't it that we can eat the meat on the table slowly? "

"I want to break the backbone of the central pseudo-government in one battle. In six months, within six months, I will flatten it to the foot of Mexico City!"

"Next year, I will put the palace of the First Republic on Mount Tepeya!"

This place is located in the northeast of Mexico City. It does not have unique scenery and does not have an amazing height, but it has an extraordinary meaning and irreplaceable status in the hearts of Mexicans, because it is said that this is the place where the patron saint of Mexico, Our Lady of Guadalupe, appeared.

George Smiley stared at the general's back and took a deep breath, "General..."

"What?" Victor asked without turning his head.

"Someone in the folks is making a proposal, hoping that you will serve as the emperor of the First Republic."

Victor turned his head suddenly and looked at the other party. George Smiley lowered his head.

What bullshit folks?

Many people are waiting below.

If he becomes the emperor, many people below will be able to be made dukes and ministers. Who doesn't want to go further?

Even Casare would occasionally chat and hope that Victor would be the emperor.

Doesn't Victor want to?

He wants to!

"It's not the right time yet. Mexico has not been completely unified yet, and drug dealers are still rampant. What would it be like for me to be the emperor at this time? A monkey in a human crown, shameless, like a clown."

"A country divided to this extent because of drugs is a failure in itself. When I unify it, no one can refuse me anymore."

"I want my sculpture to stand on Mount Tepeya. The Virgin Mary can't bless Mexico, it's my turn!"

Snap!

Victor slapped George Smiley on the shoulder, and the latter shuddered.

"Tell the brothers, don't worry, that day will come, and they will not be treated unfairly by promotion and wealth."

"Then the folk groups..."

"Don't worry about them, this is the choice of the people." Victor said with a smile.

He helped George Smiley straighten his clothes and smiled, "Let's get down to business first, it's not time yet."

The other party nodded, and when he walked out of the office, he glanced at the general at the door, and then looked at the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

He whispered softly, "Loyalty"!

…

Monterey.

A ruin.

The 355th Regiment of the Fourth Division has been fighting drug dealers here for half a month!

The opponent used sewers, ruins entrances and fortresses to resist, and also bombed several rounds from the air, but failed to capture it.

In a bunker.

The leader, Jose Andres Guardado, had a tough look on his face. He had a few scars on his face. You could see that some of them were still new. His left hand was still wrapped in gauze, and there were scattered scars beside him. There were quite a few drug dealers sitting there.

All were sullen, wiping their guns.

Monterey Division…

Now there are only about 400 people left.

If you don’t come to support me again...

The whole army can only be annihilated here.

As for escaping?

It was too late. If he had run before the war, he might have run away now, but if he ran now, he would definitely be beaten to death.

Jose Andres Guardado picked up the kettle next to him, raised his head, but there was no drop of water left, and licked his dry lips, "Who has anything to drink?"

All the drug dealers around shook their heads.

"Hold!"

Guardado was very resentful, especially towards Victor. Why the hell are you killing everyone?

I dare not even surrender!

Doesn’t this force us to resist to the end?

What a bastard!

"Boss, boss..." Just as the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, a rapid shout came, and he saw a figure running over, holding a radio in his hand.

When he squatted down, he was still panting and his eyes were shining.

"What's so surprising? What the hell!"

"Boss, listen." The younger brother said and pressed the listen button.

Zizzi~

"Mexico City Telegraph, our troops attacked a small town south of Monterey at 9:21 a.m. on June 1, killing Rommel, commander of the enemy's Fourth Marine Division, and 11 other officers on the spot!"

"Deal a huge blow to the enemy!"

"The enemy's front lines shrink..."

"Under the leadership of President Popovich, we have achieved a major victory. This is not the end, this is just the beginning, gentlemen! It's time for us to fight back. Take up arms, rush out of the house and kill those northern gangs." Army, win back our homeland.”

The female voice on the radio has a very charming voice.

This is Popovich's idea. The attraction of women to men cannot be expressed in words, especially on the battlefield.

Japan once asked a Japanese-American girl to tell some dirty jokes to the Yankees on the Pacific battlefield, and even sang a song of thoughts, imitating the embarrassment from all sides, in order to put pressure on the Yankees.

But who knew that the Americans would become more and more excited as they listened, and issued slogans to invade Tokyo and capture the "Tokyo Rose" alive.

"Those bastards of the Northern Army will eventually fall under our guns. Long live President Popovich!! Long live the great citizens of Monterey!"

There was a moment of silence in the bunker.

Guardado stood up suddenly, his face red and his neck thick, "Long live!!!"

"Long live!"

"Go and see if there are any Northern troops up there."

A long-legged drug dealer ran up, but soon came down again. Guardado didn't wait for him to run over, but hurriedly approached him, "How about it, how about it!"

"Head, the enemy seems to be really retreating."

Guardado's eyes shone, "Come! Fight me out..."

"Boss, calm down! Calm down!" A drug dealer wearing glasses immediately hugged his waist.

"What are you doing, Sanchez?"

"Boss, there are less than 400 of us. If you counterattack, the Northern Army will counterattack later. We won't be able to withstand their firepower. The best thing we can do now is to wait and wait for them to leave on their own."

Guardado paused...

He thought of the firepower of the Northern Army, swallowed his saliva, and nodded slowly, "Sanchez, you are right, you are right, we can't do it blindly, wait, wait for the Northern Army to leave on its own."

"Quick, keep an eye on them."

The younger brother hurriedly responded and ran away in a hurry.

Guardado looked at the drug dealers with excitement on his face, "Monterey still belongs to us!"

At this time, Popovich was equally excited.

The beheading was successful!

The 4th Marine Division's brains have been chopped off, and it will be impossible to continue in the short term.

"Then it's our turn to take action. Let the southern support troops come ashore, land from Tamaulipas, and directly support Monterey!"

As his request for orders was relayed to Yucatan, the southern narco government there of course agreed.

In order to prevent the Northern Army from marching south, the latter left almost no room at all and gave them full support!

Port of San Fernando.

There were originally small fishing boats waiting to go out to sea to catch fish, but they were all knocked over by the warships. The drug dealers on them laughed and looked at the people in the sea pointing.

"Get ready to go ashore! Everyone, get your weapons!"

The trumpet on the deck sounded the order, and the drug dealers immediately prepared their weapons and prepared to disembark.

Bang~

When the bow of the ship hit the port, it staggered and almost lost its balance.

The warship's hatch opens...

"Ashore! Ashore!"

6,000 drug dealers ran ashore neatly in various formations. This quality did not look like ordinary drug dealers.

The weapons in his hands were all American weapons.

Developed by the Natick Experimental Research Laboratory in the United States in the 1970s, the most commonly used PASGT combat helmets and Pasgt body armors are used by infantry. Some personnel also wear SWDG windshields.

Holding an M16A2 automatic rifle.

Those who didn’t know thought it was the US military.

But it’s true, the U.S. military also sells drugs.

This is the "Kara" Independence Brigade of the southern drug trafficker regime. The Americans helped train it. The backbones are also retired American soldiers, and some of them participated in the invasion of Panama.

There is no doubt about its combat effectiveness.

As for the record...

It is 0.

But they often claim that this team can fight 55-50 with the most elite troops of the Northern Army, or even defeat them.

There are still many people in the port of San Fernando.

When they saw this team of soldiers, they were so scared that they dared not approach.

Standing not far away and pointing.

Of course, there are also agents of the Northern Army among them. They just stand there openly, observing the weapons and equipment and personnel.

After the soldiers left, he quickly ran to a telephone booth on the shore, "Hello! The bait is on the hook, the fishing boat is still on the sea, you can cast the net!"

"Understood."

After hanging up the phone, the agent took a deep look at the group of soldiers and turned away.

At this time, this intelligence was also transmitted to Tijuana as soon as possible.

In Durango Airport.

7 F14s, 3 B-24s and an F-111 fighter-bomber quickly took off.

"Target, San Fernando Harbor, bomb the warships first, warthogs lick the ground, understand?" On the tower, Major General Hans-Ulrich Rudel, the captain of the Second Air Force Squadron, said while holding the intercom.

"The squadron understands!"

"Victor bless you!"

"I wish you peace~" Hans-Ulrich Rudel put down the microphone and looked at the sky, as if he could see the fighter planes in the sky.

The weather in Durango was good, but when crossing Nuevo León and entering Tamaulipas, the sky suddenly darkened, rain began to fall in the clouds, and thunder could be vaguely seen.

"Visibility reduced, down to 3,000 meters."

"Received."

"All units pay attention to wind direction, Warthogs advance first, bomber group ammunition preparation, subject warship air defense system."

"Understood!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~

The formation moved from above the clouds to below the clouds, and it could be seen that it was all foggy below. The leading colonel took a deep breath and issued a combat order.

At this time, at the port of San Fernando, 4 Fletcher-class destroyers, 1 Bronstein-class frigate, a supply ship, and 4 troop transports were docked. This place was originally a military and civilian port in Mexico, which was large enough to accommodate them.

Rainy day...

All the warships were turned off, and the radars were turned off. The soldiers left on the ships wiped the hulls and folded their hats and put them on their heads. They were a little happy because there would be "women to reward them" in the evening.

The navy is famous for being a playboy. Without women, what's the point of playing?

In theory, the radar should be turned on during combat readiness, but the leader thought it was completely unnecessary. Who would come to shoot him?

It's very safe!

A drug dealer lieutenant stood on the deck, looking at the red glow on the sea level, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so beautiful."

The sunset accompanied by light rain is simply intoxicating.

He suddenly saw.

There were several black spots in the sky in the distance, approaching quickly. Before he could see clearly, the roar came first.

"Plane?"

"Plane!!! Plane!!"

His pupils shrank, and he ran to the bridge quickly and sounded the alarm, which suddenly became sharp.

But at this time, the four F14s leading the way had already dived down.

"Fire!"

The M61A1 "Vulcan" machine gun swept at the warship!

Tut tut tut tut tut tut...

The bullets hit water bags on the sea surface and went straight across. Seven or eight soldiers hanging on the side of the hull could not run away at all. The dense bullets turned them into a bloody mist!

Some people screamed and jumped into the water.

"Help! Help!!!" They flapped their hands and waved.

A fish fin appeared above the sea, and the soldier who was calling for help widened his eyes, "Oh my God..."

Wow...

A shark pounced and bit his head off!

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