Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 327 Victor! I'm on the morning shift!!
The world situation is very interesting.

As Mexico and Spain are confronting each other, drug traffickers in Latin America are beginning to be on the alert and are gearing up to establish a drug kingdom in Central America, including southern Mexico and Guatemala.

On the other side, the anti-Iran alliance led by the Americans began to act.

1991年1月16日美国东部时间上午10时30分，佬布殊总统签署了给美军中央总部司令施瓦茨科普夫的国家安全指令文件，命令美军向伊拉克开战。

The Gulf War officially begins!

The "Desert Storm" operation made the Iraqis scream in despair, and Saddam almost ran away. The tactics and situation of the war shocked the whole world!
Oh my god…

Can you still play like this?
Even the Iraqi tank corps was blown to pieces without even seeing anyone. The United States made the whole world understand that modern warfare can actually be fought this way?!
Let old Bush vent his anger!
His popularity at home has soared.

He just said it!

The "Black Hawk Down" in Mexico was just an accident. The United States under his command is still very powerful!
George H.W. Bush has been smiling these past two days, and the wrinkles on his face have never fallen off. Because of the Gulf War, Congress was cautious about his impeachment, and with the instigation of the party behind him, he suddenly became the most stupid American president after Roosevelt.

But there was still a thorn in his heart.

On May 1th.

Bush Sr. called together CIA Director Stanfield Turner, Defense Secretary General Carl Vonno, and Executive Secretary Bhash Johnson, as well as several staff members.

This lineup looks like an internal meeting.

And it’s a big deal.

Sure enough, after everyone sat down, Bush Sr. took a sip of coffee, looked at them with his hands crossed, smiled, and said casually, "I called you here this time because I have a proposal and want to ask for your opinions."

Everyone raised their eyes.

"Carl Vono, please tell me."

The Defense Minister nodded.

He was lucky because he was related to George H.W. Bush. Therefore, during the post-Black Hawk Down investigation, Carl Vonnaugh, who was then the Army Chief of Staff, was promoted to Secretary of Defense.

Although you can put a dog in this position, but I don't want you to really put a dog there. Does he have the ability? He can't control the soldiers below at all, and they are all very unhappy with him.

This made Carl Vono a little nervous.

"The Spanish side wants us to give them military assistance against Mexico."

Everyone frowned. Everyone present was an experienced person. Even if you farted, they could smell whether your stomach was in good condition today.

This must be George H.W. Bush trying to get back at his old self.

After all, Victor made him bear the humiliation for the rest of his life!
Victor must be overthrown!
No one can offend the United States and still be superior.

Executive secretary Bahash Johnson sat next to him. He never expressed his opinions on his own initiative. Bush Sr. was a very proud man and he would not allow others to disobey him.

But the CIA's Stanfield Turner was obviously a straightforward person, the kind who eats whatever he poops and leaves nothing in his head. He shook his head with a serious expression, "I don't think this is a good choice. Are you sure we can overthrow him right away?"

"He's like a cockroach in the sewer. If we don't kill him, we'll be disgusted."

"How can you destroy your own prestige like this? Director Stanfield, our American military is the most powerful. Yes, I admit that the failure of Black Hawk Down was criticized, but that was only a small-scale special operation. If we had hundreds of thousands of local soldiers, we could easily overthrow it..." Carl Vono shouted.

"Then you lead the team?"

The CIA director asked back a question, which confused the other party. Carl Vono began to stammer. He felt the pressure on his shoulders suddenly become heavier, and he almost collapsed.

He looked at George H.W. Bush for help. The other party had a calm expression, but his eyes seemed to be saying, waste!
"This revenge must be avenged!"

"No one can offend the United States and still be cool with it. This makes me feel ashamed."

Only those present here have a decent relationship with him. If you were someone from the Green Party, I wonder if they would hate you to death.

Pablo Escobar's North American Drug Association got away with nothing after blowing up the Statue of Liberty. Now they are getting younger and younger. It is said that they have started to recruit troops in a big way and have directly turned the table with the Colombian authorities.

He is still alive, and yet old Bush has the nerve to say this.

"So what are you going to do sir?"

George H.W. Bush really wanted to say "hit me!"

But reason still made him calm down, and he took a deep breath, "Send out warships to blockade Mexican waters, and do not allow their ships to go out to sea. In addition, prohibit Mexico's commercial trade, and do not allow or accept goods from various countries entering the United States from Mexico. Sanction them commercially, and increase the commercial tax on Mexican companies in the country by 25%!"

George H.W. Bush finally took up the weapon of "trade".

"That ... will affect a lot of American businesses."

"As long as the Mexicans are killed, these are small costs!" Admiral Carl Vono said, "I support it."

"I also support it, and I think we should ask other countries to join and push for sanctions against him at the United Nations," an aide suggested.

"agree!"

"agree!"

The CIA director thought about it and nodded in agreement, but he always felt that something was going to go wrong!

If Victor gave in so easily, would he still be called Victor?
His name should be Hirohito. After all, being a grandson is so easy. His grandfather is a foreign pipe smoker.

"That's it, gentlemen. We can't allow a tiger like this to roam in our back gardens anymore. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

...

I can’t pee anymore!
Not a drop of urine left.

On Socorro Island.

A skinny Spanish soldier had dry lips and was shaking all over. He wanted to urinate or drink something, but no water came in. What could he do?
The drinking water has been cut off for a long time, and now we don’t even have the strength to fire a gun.

But there is a way...

Someone came up with a solution. Deoxyribose is also a liquid, so there should be no need to drink water.

But I still can't get over this hurdle in my heart.

The Spanish soldiers looked up, and saw the glaring sunlight and the rough sea, and they couldn't drink.

Huh?
Suddenly, he saw a black object floating out of the sea. He thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes.

"Submarine! Submarine!"

The soldier shouted, and then ran towards the cave, but his steps were weak and a little soft, and in the end he did not climb up, but slipped down instead.

Just then, he heard a noisy sound, and a group of wild-looking soldiers and drug dealers rushed down, each of them with an excited smile on their face, and ran past him towards the submarine.

"It's saved! It's saved!"

"Thank you Pablo! Thank you NANA!!!"

"Hahahaha, I knew it, it's right that I took drugs!!"

What nonsense are these people talking about?
The soldiers looked at them in horror, and saw them swimming over, climbing out of the door on the submarine, and dropping supplies from above.

Those who swam over dragged the supplies ashore, and on the shore they couldn't wait to open the bottles of mineral water and gulp them down!

The man was resurrected immediately.

"Ah!!!!" "Thanks Pablo!!!"

The soldier lying on the ground also had red eyes. He stood up and rushed over, started drinking the water, and even picked up a compressed biscuit from the side and ate it hard. His cheeks were as swollen as a toad.

He raised his head and his ears moved suddenly. He saw a few black spots appearing in the distant sky. His pupils constricted and a terrible feeling of fear suddenly surged into his heart.

puff…

He spat it out, shouting heartbreakingly, "Mexico! The Mexicans are coming!!!"

Everyone looked up and saw three A10 attack aircraft nicknamed "Warthogs" appearing from the horizon. They dived down directly, and the 30mm GAU-8 7-barrel Gatling cannon swept the ground below!

"Run!!!"

The Spanish soldier screamed and ran away. Bullets hit the ground everywhere. A bullet that thick would basically kill a person.

The beach is a mess!
"Shoot, shoot quickly..." An officer pulled out his pistol in desperation and shot at the sky, screaming, "Get down! You Mexican bastards, I'm not afraid of you..."

puff…

As soon as he finished speaking, the head exploded.

The blood instantly turned the body red. The headless corpse shook and fell heavily to the ground.

A Spanish soldier and a young man hiding behind a huge rock were trembling, holding a cross tightly in their hands, and praying constantly.

But it turns out…

In the face of bullets, Jesus had to whisper, "Run!".

An AGM-65 "Maverick" air-to-ground missile flew over with a "whoosh" and hit the boulder. With a bang, the Spanish soldier didn't even scream but was blown into ruins!
When the drug association's submarine saw the plane, it immediately prepared to sink, but it was such a big ship that it would take time to start.

Such a big thing lying across the sea, isn't it just... a target?

The A10 is a fighter jet, but it also has missiles.

Three "young animals" were launched directly to send the Type 613 submarine into space.

The huge explosion caused an internal explosion. The sound of the explosion was so loud that you could hear it even more than ten kilometers away. The huge fireball baked the surrounding ocean scorching hot, and many small fish floated up, emitting a fragrant smell.

Ten minutes later.

The warthog left the battlefield, patted its butt, and flew away towards the air force base.

Leaving a mess behind.

Adjutant Lieutenant Colonel Emilio Mora looked at the beach...

The sand was baked black and covered with broken limbs. A gust of wind blew, and the strong smell of blood in the air almost made him vomit.

"Beast, beast!!!" The major officer next to him knelt on the ground, covering his face and crying.

This scene…

It's so cruel!

There are at least hundreds of people lying down here!
A wave from the sea swept all the corpses into the sea.

Emilio Mora stared at the scene in bewilderment. Was there really any point in running so far to die in this archipelago?

He was very confused about the cabinet's decision.

To die for the ambitions of a few politicians?

Emilio Mora hated feeling powerless!
His Majesty the King...

I'll fuck you!

But when some people are sad, others are naturally happy.

In the Air Force 3rd Squadron at San Ignacio Airport.

Colonel Manfred von Richthofen was training hard. He believed that soldiers needed long-term training, otherwise they would lose their combat effectiveness. He took the lead personally, and the people below naturally shouted.

This is also a major feature of the "new military interest group" such as the Northern Army. At least it has not yet degenerated.

He heard the sound of the plane engine, looked up, and saw the Warthog landed safely, and he felt relieved.

Being a pilot is a job that challenges death. You may encounter any kind of danger and enemy situation in the sky. Every time, Manfred von Richthofen was very worried, but soldiers exist to provoke danger!

"Colonel, it's a call from the Governor's Office!" an officer from the agency ran over and shouted.

Manfred von Richthofen's eyebrows jumped. He trotted over and asked, "Who hit him?"

"General."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Manfred glared at the other person, ran to the office breathlessly, picked up the phone, took a deep breath to steady his breathing, and shouted, "General!"

Victor's ears were a little deafened, and he moved the microphone away.

I don't know where it came from, but recently when I make a phone call, the other end of the line speaks very loudly, and some people shout "General" or "Loyal". Anyway, there are all kinds of things now, but Victor hasn't banned it.

What is this called?
This is called love!

Victor smiled and praised him, "Well done, you did a great job. The Governor's Office will give you a second-class collective merit. I hope you will keep up the good work."

"Yes, General!" said Manfred von Richthofen excitedly.

"However, there is one more thing I need to give to your 3rd formation. I wonder if you dare to accept it."

Manfred von Richthofen is still young, he is less than 30 years old. A 28-year-old colonel is simply the epitome of impulsiveness and ruthlessness. However, can you find a colonel at this age anywhere else?
It’s simply a fantasy.

Oh oh oh, the Soviet Union is a possibility.

How does the joke go?

A general and his grandson went for a walk, and the grandson asked, "Grandpa, can I be a general?"

Grandpa said, "Of course."

"Then can I be a marshal?"

"That won't work. The Marshal also has his own nephew."

Northern Mexico is more like an Eden of political systems that can take off as long as they have the ability.

Victor and other military people don't pressure you at all.

They hope that more and more capable and righteous people will stand up and work with them to uphold justice in this world!
Hearing Victor's words, Manfred von Richthofen shouted, "General, my life and my planes are ready to be sacrificed for you! Victory!!"

Look, this is loyalty.

Young man, I think you look like a general.

"The American warships sneaked into our waters. Let's bomb them and teach them a lesson. Let these arrogant and rampant jackals be buried in the ocean!"

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(End of this chapter)