Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 330: The drug dealer’s skull is not as hard as armor

Outside Walter Reed National Military Medical Center.

The Secret Service bodyguards looked serious.

It’s not that I care which big boss inside died, but I care whether my salary will be deducted. After all, if the KPI is not completed, there will be no money to celebrate Christmas.

This medical center is the "President's Hospital."

In 1960, then-Vice President Richard Nixon was treated for a staph infection at Walter Reed Hospital.

In 1969, former President Eisenhower died in this hospital after being hospitalized for nine months for a heart attack.

Ten years later, former first lady Mamie Eisenhower died here, and in 1965, former President Lyndon Johnson had gallbladder surgery here and invited photographers into his hospital room.

Now it's Bush's turn...

Many people were watching, especially Vice President James Dan Quayle, who came over with the U.S. Constitution, ready to take the oath.

As long as the other party makes a sound, oh wow, the new emperor ascends the throne!
The bigwigs standing in the corridor heard the noise, turned their heads, and saw CIA Director Stanfield Turner sitting in a wheelchair with gauze on his arm and a serious expression.

He was lucky that the bullet was blocked by his arm, otherwise it would have hit his heart directly, and he would have been the third CIA director to die in office within a year.

"Turner, are you okay? What the hell is going on?"

A group of people gathered around him, and Vice President James Dan Quayle looked at him with concern.

Brother, can you please hide the Constitution for a while? Also, the corners of your mouth are about to crack.

In fact, James Dan Quayle never thought that this would happen to him.

"It's okay." Tena said in a muffled voice, his eyes gloomy, "How are the others?"

James Dan Quayle looked around, hesitated, and finally said, "Secretary of Defense Admiral Carl Vono's rescue efforts were in vain, including two White House staff members. The gentleman is not in good condition."

hiss!
"Damn bastard!" Stanfield Turner said through gritted teeth.

After all, he was more responsible. Who would have thought that Johnson was carrying a pistol?

"There's a traitor among us," Turner muttered, looking up. "It was Bahash Johnson. He shot us."

James Dan Quayle and others' expressions changed.

In fact, many people already knew about it when Bahash Johnson's body was carried out, but when the news came out of the mouth of the "CIA Director", it was still somewhat shocking.

This news cannot be hidden at all. Who do you think are sitting in the White House? They are businessmen, and there are more or less interest groups behind them.

Including James Dan Quayle, it is rumored that he is followed by the Texas consortium, whose industries include the oil industry and the arms industry. His rise to power is just another spokesperson.

Who is Bhagash Johnson?
That was a senior secretary, George H.W. Bush's confidant. How could he have been turned against by someone?

"Soviet?" James Dan Quayle asked hurriedly.

"Mexican Northern Army!"

Quiet!

The corridor suddenly became quiet.

Outside the window, a gust of wind was blowing.

James Dan Quayle looked at his secretary and opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end all he could do was gulp and swallow.

If you're talking about the Soviets, I can still cheer you on. Anyway, according to the think tank's opinion, something big will happen within three years!
But if you're talking about the Northern Army...

Victor is not a good person.

A New York congressman likes to criticize Victor's governing philosophy and the war on drugs on TV, and constantly urges the United States to send troops to conquer Mexico.

then…

There was a gas explosion in his house and his entire family was killed.

At that time, the FBI discovered that someone had tampered with the gas tank in his home and placed a special bomb inside...

It wasn't the Union Army that did it, James Dan Quayle peed himself backwards.

Turner looked at the other party's hesitation and felt disdainful in his heart. "You are so stupid, and you still plan to take over?"
Eat shit, you!

Just when the Vice President didn't know how to start, the door of the emergency room was opened and two doctors walked out.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"The situation is not optimistic. One of the bullets was only 0.1 centimeters away from the heart. We are removing it. Please make way. By the way, the hospital's blood bank is not enough. I hope we can get some blood from somewhere else."

"No problem, I'll take care of it," James Dan Quayle said hurriedly.

The doctor nodded and continued to work.

Stanfield Turner sat in a wheelchair, looking out the window with a dazed look, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"It's getting dark..."

He muttered a few words, but it made people feel uncomfortable.

Walter Reed National Military Medical Center was unusually quiet, but it was bustling outside.

George H.W. Bush was assassinated!

This news became a hit instantly!
As for who leaked it?

Does it matter?

Anyway, that's what happened.

And it is said that the Defense Minister died!

This news instantly made the front page headlines of countries all over the world, and it was played on loop every day in the territory of the Mexican Northern Army, which almost admitted that they did it.

"The White House has not responded to this matter yet, but according to people familiar with the matter, this act was committed by Bahash Johnson. Currently, no organization has claimed responsibility for this incident."

Victor chewed gum, squinted his eyes, watched TV, picked up the remote control to turn off the sound, and said to Augustin Przewczyr who had rushed back from Germany, "What do you think?"

"Aphrodite is a warrior."

Victor nodded. "I have asked George Smiley to find a church to hold his funeral. Is there anyone else in his family?"

"No, his parents died during World War II, and his son and wife were innocently implicated in a suppression operation by the US military..."

"The only thing that supports him is his dissatisfaction with this numb world," Augustin Przewulcir said in a deep voice.

Victor heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Perhaps, it was just Bahash Johnson’s skin that was working.

"There will be a chance to clear his name in the future. The dawn of humanity is in Mexico, not in the United States. That filthy country full of bastards...is no longer a beacon."

"There will come a day."

Victor perked up, "Is anyone taking Bahash Johnson's place?"

Augustin Przewczyr frowned and nodded, "And more."

"Let them hide first. The CIA and FBI will definitely conduct an internal investigation soon."

"I think we have one of their people in the middle, otherwise, given how cautious Bahash Johnson is, he wouldn't have been caught."

Victor tapped his fingers on the table. "We still have to clean up the new states. Only when the house is clean can we welcome new guests. You are responsible for this. In the short term, the United States should not provoke us openly. We have more power to deal with the Spaniards entrenched in the islands and the drug traffickers in the south."

"Leave it to me. I will find those hidden rats one by one!" Augustin Przewczyr narrowed his eyes, "and then crush them to death!"

Victor nodded, watched the broadcast of Walter Reed National Military Medical Center on TV, lit a cigarette for himself, blew a puff of the smoke casually, and watched quietly.

……

1991年2月1日，美国全美航空1493号波音737客机在洛杉矶国际机场因航管失误于24左跑道和天西航空5569号费尔柴美多Ⅲ型飞机相撞，34人遇难。

Flags were flown at half-mast in Washington.

Wow... As soon as the flag was raised, many reporters who were not afraid of trouble started to take out their already written manuscripts.

The news of Bush Sr.'s death spread throughout the streets and alleys in a short time. In Texas, his party's traditional stronghold, some people even began to wear mourning clothes for him and held activities to commemorate him.

This scared the White House so much that it immediately issued a statement saying that it was only mourning the victims of the plane crash and that Bush Sr. was still fine. In order to prevent the news from spreading everywhere, they also released some photos of him lying on the bed and pointing his fingers at the camera.

After the photo came out, some people still thought there must be something wrong. Look, the fingers are not right. Anyway, anyone who wants to "spread rumors" can do whatever they want, and Victor is behind the scenes fanning the flames.

It’s quite lively in their country!

The southern anti-Victor coalition was also very active. 25 rockets were fired from Coahuila to attack a military base in Chihuahua, killing 11 people and a small training aircraft.

How could Victor suffer this?

The artillery stationed in Chihuahua poured out, bombing the land with corpses and devastation! !
The Zapata National Theological Army, one of the anti-Victor alliances, also had a spokesperson who declared that Victor had provoked the war and that the Northern Army was a bunch of hypocrites!

And announced that it would launch a powerful attack on the North.

At the same time, on February 2, the Anti-Victor Alliance will abandon its original name and establish an independent organization that truly belongs to Mexico and the world.

Name: Southern Mexico!
He advocated the legalization of drug trading, requiring only the payment of taxes, and announced that Elvis Salinas would be the first person in charge. This was the son of former President Carlos Salinas who was killed during the "Crystal Night".

correct…

He previously served in the U.S. Marine Corps.

He is not actually Mexican, but American!
True NMD magic.

You're leaving Mexico?

This NMD doesn't give me face at all!
"Start the war! F*ck you, wash your neck, I'll kill you!" This is what Casare said to reporters.

The 1st and 2nd Marine Divisions began to assemble towards the border!

In order to prevent the tanks from moving south, the drug traffickers began to recruit people to dig trenches and build bunkers, intending to fight a protracted war.

After two months of peace, the shadow of war suddenly loomed over Mexico.

But when the war breaks out, the first to suffer are the civilians.

People from Coahuila, Zacatecas, Michoacan and other places began to migrate with their families. In order to prevent population loss, drug traffickers began to implement strict policies and beat to death anyone they caught!

The United States also began to build high walls and did not allow Mexicans to enter.

In the east of Chihuahua, close to Coahuila, there is a layer of desert in the middle. There are three British Chieftain main battle tanks (FV4201), four M4 light tanks and a third-generation main battle tank T-551UK. These should be several upgraded versions, which is regarded as the pinnacle of the Soviet Union during the Cold War!

This unit was part of the 1st Marine Division Tank Regiment of the Mexican Northern Army, led by Kurt Conispe.

After outstanding performance in the expedition to Kuwait, the crew of "Anubis" was promoted and appointed as the commander of the first tank regiment, which had 50 enhanced tanks.

There are British Chieftain main battle tanks (FV4201), M551 light tanks, T-80B and some T-80UK, which is quite complicated.

Because the T-80UK is relatively expensive, Victor really can't afford it, but he has already contacted the German KGB branch, and they will find a way to connect him and others with arms sellers.

"Captain, we have found traces of drug dealers in the village of Kuerkan ahead!"

"Command has ordered our troops to launch a surprise attack!"

"Support will arrive shortly!"

Michel Wittmann, the commander sitting in the T-80UK, spoke on the intercom, "Received! Attack! Crush them!"

He stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the border village of Kulkan.

In the village, there is a company of drug dealers and 100 "recruited" "volunteers" stationed there, digging trenches, but they are actually more like... coolies.

What good can come from these drug dealers?

They simply don't treat ordinary people as human beings. They can't even get enough to eat and they get beaten when they work.

slap~
"Hurry up! If you keep slacking off, I'll kill you!" A burly drug dealer wearing a face scarf and holding a whip in his hand stood at the edge of the trench and whipped the laborers inside.

The person who was beaten was an elderly man. He fell to the ground, holding his head, and trembling all over.

"Hey!" Seeing his look, the drug dealer raised his eyebrows, rolled up the whip and hit the fallen old man hard, causing him to bleed and his skin torn. The people around him were trembling with fear and dared not say a word, so they could only continue digging.

suddenly.

The ground shook slightly.

It was like...something was trembling again.

The drug dealer pricked up his ears and heard the roar, but he didn't hear it clearly. He stuck his head out and his pupils suddenly widened.

Eight tanks were seen rushing down from the hill in the distance. The M551 light tank at the front fired an M81 152mm cannon from a few hundred meters away!
boom! !

The shell exploded at the edge of the trench, and the huge shock wave blew away the drug dealer who had just stuck his head out, breaking him in half like a toy!
The other tanks' machine guns began firing!
Drug dealer?

You TM, even if the Japanese Imperial Army comes, they will make you understand that the skull of Bushido is not as hard as the armor of steel torrent.

"Don't retreat! Don't retreat! Hold on, hold on!" A man who seemed to be in charge pulled out a gun and shot the fleeing drug dealer dead, pointing at the M551 light tank that was rushing over and yelling, "Blow it up!"

This group of people were obviously not simple drug dealers. They were well-trained and had quick reaction abilities. They dragged out a box from under a parasol, which contained FGM-77 anti-tank missiles.

It is also commonly known as the 47 "Dragon" anti-tank missile.
However, when Americans use this thing, they have to say CNM, because it is almost suicidal. There is no way to throw it away after typing it, and the installation is also very troublesome. When they install it...

The highly maneuverable M551 light tank had already rushed through the un-dug trenches and charged in like a sharp knife.

The machine gun fired at them, and several drug dealers who were still setting up the FGM-77 were blown to pieces, with blood splattering everywhere.

There was a temporary commanding height at the entrance of the village, which was actually just made of a few bricks. The drug dealers on it tried to climb down in panic, but were hit by a tank and fell apart. When they fell, they hit the top of the tank heavily and then rolled under the tracks.

No one knew whether the drug dealer was still conscious or not. His head was caught in the tracks and he was dragged along on the ground like a rag doll, except that it was a little bloody.

Why are tanks still so strong in the current mainstream battlefield?
Because as long as its armor is upgraded, it can basically run rampant.

"Separate, separate! Don't get involved in a war with drug dealers in the village. Leave the job of sweeping the garbage to the infantry behind. Charge out! Don't stay, go straight to the next village!" Michel Wittmann gave orders while holding the walkie-talkie.

"Roger that!"

Under the shocked gaze of the drug dealers, the tank formation crashed through the village, and the half-man-high walls were basically pushed aside, extending away with thick smoke.

Do you know why there are no environmentalists on the battlefield?
Do they use tanks to boil water?
At that time, the soldiers can use them as cannonballs to shoot them out.

The drug dealers were all confused. How come the tanks just left during the fighting?
buzzing...

At this moment, the sound of propellers turning was heard in the sky, and two Mi-2s were seen flying low from a distance.

huh~
The missiles hanging on one of the launch pads began to bombard the ground in all directions, and the entire village was blown up.

The soil layer on the ground was blown up, the houses collapsed, and the place was in a mess. Not to mention the drug dealers hiding inside, they didn't even have time to escape.

Another Mi-8 landed on the open space on the side, and the fully armed Northern Army rushed out and began to occupy the ground!
The gunshots rang out suddenly, but ended quickly!
The leading second lieutenant was sturdy and looked particularly domineering in his black combat uniform. He wore a face scarf and sunglasses, held an M16A2 automatic rifle in his hand, and stepped on the head of the drug dealer leader, who was spitting blood and twitching all over.

"Cut off his head and stick it on the flagpole, let it stand upright!"

"Tell that to the bastards down south."

"The Northern Army is coming!!"

This style of fighting is the "three-stage flow" invented by Sigmut List, the commander of the 1st Marine Division. It relies on tank armored assaults and pig-like attacks. There is no looking back and no way to retreat!
Aerial helicopter formations transported combat personnel to control the chaotic scene in the first time, and subsequent infantry followed up, using fire suppression and fierce attacks. The drug dealers had no time to react, and the three-stage flow basically took them all away in one wave.

The 1st Marine Division was divided into two parts, one attacking from Chihuahua and the other from Durango to attack Coahuila.

Michael Wittmann's tank formation alone rampaged through seven villages in one day. If they had not had to stop for replenishment at the end, the people would have fallen apart in the tanks.

2 Month 3 Day!
The drug traffickers and rebels invaded Torreón, a major city in the south of Coahuila. The northern army used the drug transport channel to attack from inside and outside, breaking through the outer defense line! !

More than 5,000 soldiers attacked the city!

The fierce battle lasted until 4 a.m. on the th.

Torreon is liberated!
If we curb this situation, the drug dealers in the south will be in a panic.

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(End of this chapter)