Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 325: War is just for business!

The Spaniards are stranded? ! ! !

The news was first published in the Spanish newspaper Catalonia and then spread quickly.

Many people feel that it is as sour and refreshing as drinking a glass of ice water in the hot summer.

Victor's reputation is too big, and people have been dissatisfied with him for a long time. The most important thing is actually jealousy. At the age of 30, he is already in a high position of power and is responsible for the deaths of tens of millions of people.

What do those people who have been in this business for their whole lives think?
Jealousy, greed, and selfishness are all "traditional virtues" of human beings.

In particular, the CIA and IA6, which suffered "suffering" in Mexico, sent "congratulatory messages" to the Spanish intelligence agencies.

Ah Xi, you are our role model now, don't lose face, be more cheerful, Ganba Daddy!
Spanish National Intelligence Center: “Ah?”

They themselves are actually confused.

The spokesman of the intelligence department even complained in public about why the idiots in the military couldn't change their idea of ​​thinking with muscles.

then…

He was fired.

At the intelligence center in Madrid, there is a sign called CNI hanging outside with a ball on its head, symbolizing listening to the voices from the world.

Felipe Andrew frowned. He was very strong and looked more like a soldier. Indeed, he was an old man from the Franco era, but he was also a "royalist". Let's put it this way. He was related by blood to the current King Juan Carlos I.

"What do the military want to do? Invade Mexico? Do they still think it's the 17th century? The help we can provide them is completely limited!" He put down the intelligence and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, Alfonso Davis.

This was Juan Carlos I's "teacher" and Franco's aide.

He is a bit old. It has only been 46 years since the end of World War II, and Alphonso Davies is also 70 years old.

When he heard Felipe Andrew's complaints, he smiled, the age spots on his face trembling, trying to act nice, but his voice sounded like a saw cutting, "Our king is still very young."

Being young means being full of energy, but also means... being stupid and overestimating one's own abilities!

"I can't guarantee whether the Mexicans will start a war. After all, we can't use the bottom line to hold that tyrant back. Maybe by the time our troops arrive, Brigadier General Rudy Fernandez will have turned into fish poop!" The intelligence chief's words are always so straightforward and simple.

He's dealt with Mexican intelligence, so to speak...

The pension is a bit too much.

There has been a lack of talent recently, with nearly 20 elite agents killed in North America, and even a senior employee resigned and reportedly "joined" the other side.

How does this work?
Therefore, Felipe Andrew did not think that it was a good thing to break up with Victor at this time.

Do you still want to take Mexico back?
But His Majesty the King has to save face and is still young, so he always thinks that he is the boss, the second in command, and the third in command.

Alfonso Davis, the staff member, coughed softly. "Then let the drug dealers find a way. There are many opposition groups in Mexico. As long as they hold on, we can win over external forces and completely make the islands part of Spain."

Philippe Andrew took a deep breath and said, "I hope you won't be blinded by your arrogance."

"Spain will be great again." Alphonso Davies said with a smile, picked up the crutches beside him and limped away.

Oh, his leg was injured by a bomb during World War II.

When Alphonso Davis walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and turned his head. "Maybe you are cursing our decision in your heart, but, Andrew, we don't have much time. The Soviet Union is going to fall, and the situation of the two superpowers will change. Do you think the Americans are easy to get along with? If we are not strong enough, we will be sucked dry in the days to come!"

"We can only rely on Victor's help to set sail again."

"What if it fails?" Felipe Andrew asked in a deep voice.

Alphonso Davis raised his hand, "Then destroy me, a remnant left over from the old times!"

After saying this, he walked away firmly on his lame leg.

Under the sunlight outside the house, the hunched back looked particularly "dazzling".

The world is a jungle of the jungle.

Everyone wants to survive in that gap!
Between countries, just like the animals in the Amazon rainforest, although Victor looks very cool, he is also the best "prey".

……

When Victor heard that Spain was acting like a rogue, he immediately felt unhappy.

What to do if you are unhappy?
Fuck you!

Where do you, Spain, get the courage to touch the tiger's butt?

Just as he was about to launch a bombing, Propaganda Minister Goebbels stopped him.

I think this is a good opportunity to increase people’s patriotism and solve the conscription problem.

As expected of a master of public opinion, the first thing he thought of was to make a profit from this. A person like him, even if he did not rely on the government and did business on his own, would definitely be a worthwhile person in the future.

After Victor nodded in agreement, the propaganda department, a machine that was well trained by Goebbels, immediately started to operate.

A documentary titled "History of Mexican Struggle" came out. It is 69 minutes long, of which 45 minutes are about the history of Spanish colonization of Mexico, 3 minutes are about the conflict between the United States and Mexico, and the rest is an evaluation of Victor.

"Under the guidance of Governor Victor, Mexicans will defeat drugs, achieve victory after victory, and enjoy life in peace and stability. No one will be able to bully us, never again!"

Coupled with the heart-touching narration, this documentary instantly became popular in Mexico.

When some evidence of Spain's crimes in Mexico was presented, the level of disgust towards the Spaniards in the country increased visibly.

then…

It was just the right time to report the Spanish warships’ occupation of the archipelago!
Sunday, January 1st!
When several students from the Veterans School were out, they got into a conflict with a group of local Hispanics. The two sides fought each other, resulting in the death of one of the Veterans students.

This incident caused an uproar.

What is a Rongjunsheng?
This is the place where Victor sends the children of fallen or disabled soldiers to school. It provides full military training, mainly for training officers, and is also the foundation for Victor's future rule.

That is the so-called new "military interest group", and these people are all Victor's die-hard fans.

The incident started when students from the Invalides School went out to purchase goods and heard some Spaniards privately calling Victor a son of a bitch.

That's okay.

A huge conflict broke out between the two sides.

A Spaniard took out a machete and slashed a student's neck, killing him instantly!

The background of the deceased was revealed.

His father and brother were both killed in the "Battle of Juarez Reconquest", and both were awarded second-class military honors. He was the only male in the family, and he was beaten to death. You can imagine how angry the Mexicans were!
They angrily demanded that the government sentence the Spaniards to death!

Victor naturally did as they wished.

Sentenced to death by hanging!

He gained another wave of reputation and demanded that the Spanish government pay him 200 million US dollars in compensation, otherwise he would carry out military retaliation against Spain!
The Spaniards were also tough and demanded that Victor release the players.

The two sides engaged in a huge war of words in the media, and Goebbels continued to incite public opinion in private.

A group of people ran to the door of the Governor's Mansion to petition, hoping that Victor could take the islands back.

Naturally, Victor couldn't refuse the kindness.

You see, my family all agrees with me hitting you, so stop talking!

Early in the morning of June 1.

Colonel Manfred von Richthofen, captain of the 3rd Air Force Squadron stationed at San Ignacio Airport in Baja California Sur, northern Mexico, puts on his helmet.

今天他亲自起飞，带领8架英国维克斯公司的“勇士”轰炸机执行轰炸任务，4架F14和3架米格-31战斗机护航。

Victor was not stingy at all after getting the points, and he knew the importance of forming an air force.

The aircraft squadron was directly divided into four, located in Baja California Sur, Sonora, and Sinaloa, and one will be placed in Mexico City in the future!

There are currently a total of 60 aircraft of various types!
In the Latin American region, it is considered the "king of the sky".

Colonel Manfred von Richthofen checked the dashboard and turned to look at the ground crew, who were wearing bright little vests and holding flags and waving them.

Signal the plane to move forward.

This military airport has a total of 6 runways. 6 planes moved over. As the orders were given, the engines roared with a deafening sound.

The flames began to glow blue.

accelerate! !

With a step on the accelerator, the fan blades opened, the plane sprinted on the runway, and finally flew into the sky, heading towards its target, the Revillagigedo Islands.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night sky, raid!

The San Ignacio Airport is about 300 kilometers away from the bombed Socorro Island, in the Pacific Ocean.

You don't have to worry about radar. They can't possibly have it on the back of a whale, can they?
"Can you hear me, please answer if you can," Manfred von Richthofen shouted through the channel.

"receive."

"receive."

"receive".

"The Exocet II and two MiG-31s ​​will bomb the warships, and the rest will bomb the islands."

"understand!"

Now that they are stranded, let them be completely paralyzed here!

3 points.

This point itself is muddy.

The Spaniards on Socorro Island certainly could not have imagined that the Mexicans would launch a night air raid!
Brigadier General Rudy Fernandez didn't even send anyone to stand guard, perhaps because he thought the Mexican Northern Army would not come in such weather.

After all, the weather forecast said there would be light rain.

He is very similar to the evil general Mutaguchi Ren'ya during World War II. At least when it comes to "pride", they are exactly the same.

Rudy Fernandez was sleeping soundly, and there were bottles of wine in the room. He loved drinking.

The anti-Vygherd alliance sent about 2000 drug dealers up. He was so happy that he wrote a poem praising the noble sentiments of the drug dealers and promised them high positions and generous salaries on behalf of His Majesty the King.

Said that Spain would help them overthrow Victor's tyranny! !
sleeping...

Rudy Fernandez had a dream that he was being served by prostitutes in a swimming pool, two, three, four...

Just when he was extremely happy, a man holding a torch suddenly rushed in from the door and rushed towards him screaming loudly.

He got excited and opened his eyes suddenly, "Don't...don't!"

The officer who was calling out to Rudy Fernandez had a worried look on his face. When he saw him wake up, he was delighted. "General, hurry up! There's an air raid!!!"

Rudy Fernandez's brain was blank and a little out of order due to the effects of alcohol. The officer hurriedly put on his shoes and dragged him out of the camp. The scene in front of him made his pupils shrink, and what was reflected in his pupils was a sea of ​​fire!!!
boom! ! !
With a loud explosion, a ball of fire suddenly appeared on the distant beach. The boiler was blown away and circled in the air.

Rudy Fernandez shuddered and his face turned pale in an instant.

Two warships were bombed!
"Help, help... help me!!" A burning man, whose clothes couldn't be seen clearly, rushed towards him.

The officer next to him quickly picked up his gun and fired a machine gun at the fireman, killing him directly!
The smell of meat from the corpse made Rudy Fernandez feel nauseous and vomit.

He is a baron, and his family has been aristocracy since the 17th century and still is. He owns large tracts of land and connections in Madrid, which is one of the reasons why he can become a brigadier general at this age.

What wars had he seen?
The bitterest thing I've ever experienced is the bitterness of iced Americano.

You don't know what war is!
The battlefield littered with corpses made his mind go blank, and the officer next to him pulled him and ran quickly.

If you don't run away, you'll have no choice but to go home and be buried with your father! !
Victor is also ruthless.

He asked people to bring M64 aerial incendiary bombs, which were dropped and made our Spanish children cry.

Rudy Fernandez was shivering in the cave. When the plane disappeared, his adjutant came to call him. He was shivering and kept repeating, "I want to go home, I want to go home!"

The adjutant shook his head helplessly and walked out. He saw a group of people sitting in a mess. Several officers looked at him. He waved his hand and said, "Let the general take a rest."

"This damn noble!" Someone cursed in a low voice in dissatisfaction, but almost everyone heard it.

"Shut up!" shouted Adjutant Emilio Mora.

The officer shrank his head, but still turned it away in dissatisfaction.

Emilio Mora took a deep breath, walked to a rock outside the cave, climbed up, and looked into the distance. He saw the horrific scene!
The entire Socorro Island looked like it was burnt. Of course, this was an exaggeration. At a glance, it was all pitch black!
The ground was littered with debris from the bombed warships and corpses. The people who were burned to death were grimacing, their features unrecognizable, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

Without the warship...

How do they go?
Did he really swim across the Pacific Ocean?
"The airstrike killed 720 people, including 434 drug dealers..." Someone whispered to Emilio Mora. After a pause, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Mexicans are unreasonable. If they come in an open and aboveboard manner, we will definitely not lose!"

Emilio Mora thought it was ridiculous when he heard this...

Who will reason with you in a war?

What kind of people are being trained by the Spanish Navy?
No wonder each generation is worse than the previous one after World War II.

There was a loud thunder in the sky and Adjutant Emilio Mora looked up in confusion.

A drop of water fell on his eye.

"It's raining..." he murmured, "but what's the use of raining now!"

Boom boom boom!
The thunders became more and more frequent and the rain became heavier.

When the other officers saw that Emilio Mora was not right, they quickly pulled him down. It would be funny if he was killed by lightning.

"Mora! Calm down, you can't panic now." The officer who was on good terms with him said hurriedly, his voice lowered and filled with despair.

"The Mexicans are sending a clear signal!" Suddenly, at this moment, the signalman hiding in the cave ran out.

Emilio Mora asked, his head snapping around to look at him.

All the officers, drug dealers and Spanish soldiers looked over.

The signalman tensed up. "Mexican communication: The Air Force will conduct an exercise on Socorro Island in the early morning of January 1991, 1. Please leave the nearby waters as soon as possible. Communication time: 24:1991 on January 1, 24!"

I almost vomited blood.

Your grandma's legs, you're done with the bombing, and you tell me you're going to bomb, aren't you just mocking me?

Lieutenant Colonel Emilio Mora felt extremely humiliated, but he looked at the bombed warship in the distance.

Now all that's left is the power to be angry.

"What do we do now?"

Emilio Mora said bitterly, "Ask for help. Do we have any other choice besides this road now?"

Is it possible to surrender?
How can it be!

The honor of a Spanish soldier would never allow him to do this!

As soon as a letter for help from the island was sent to Spain, it caused chaos.

His Majesty the King was dragged out of his mistress's room, yawning and sleepy.

He is more of a symbol, but symbols have their uses.

All the cabinet members were present in the room.

The head of the military department stood up, his face solemn, "The Mexican Air Force attacked Socorro Island, the Heiger and the Nisole were sunk, and Brigadier General Rudy Fernandez requested a retreat."

"We can't retreat!" said the staff member Alphonso Davis very seriously. The old man is 70 years old, but he is still in such good spirits.

Don’t you ever doze off?
"The whole world is watching us. How long have we occupied the islands? If we withdraw, what will others think of us?"

Wow, the Spaniards made a big move as soon as they landed on the island?
"I request that the Prince of Asturias aircraft carrier fleet be dispatched to transport soldiers and build an airport in the archipelago. We cannot retreat even a step."

"This is impossible!!" the head of the military department shouted.

"Nothing is impossible. Are our aircraft carriers and our military just fancy moves? We should go out and practice, and it would be best if we could build an airport in Guatemala or borrow a U.S. military base."

Hearing his bold plan, the military chief pointed at him angrily, "Alfonso Davis! Are you going to drag Spain into the abyss?"

"You are the cowardly sinner. We are only protecting the interests of our Spanish citizens overseas. Your Majesty, I request that you send troops. Our interests cannot be infringed!"

Juan Carlos' eyes were shining.

The military chief was breathing rapidly, his aide Alphonso Davis had a calm expression, and the other cabinet members watched the scene silently with strange expressions.

Some people maliciously speculated that Alphonso Davies received money from drug dealers. You know, the demand for drugs in Spanish cities is the second highest in Europe!!!

The overseas market is huge.

Victor is fighting against drugs, and what he is fighting against is everyone’s lifeline.

Everyone looked at His Majesty nervously.

I saw him stand up and wave his hand.

"The Spanish Armada will bring victory!"

Alphonso Davies smiled, and smiled happily.

……

(End of this chapter)