Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 334: Once I do something, I have to publicize it to the whole world, otherwise who would know it was me who did it? !
Suriname was ruled by the Netherlands for more than four hundred years, so most people still speak Dutch, and even foreigners can speak a few words.

In the largest farmers' market in the capital Paramaribo.

A group of Chinese people in their 40s, carrying cross-body bags, shouted loudly, soliciting customers in dialect or Dutch.

Two white men walked into a shop with the words "Chen's Grain and Oil Shop" written on it. The boss, who was counting the money inside, was wearing a pair of glasses and using an abacus. When he saw us, he stood up quickly, with a smile on his face and a book in his hands, which had some lists written in Chinese. He read it with a slightly scornful tone. Hi, Chinese Spanish.

"Good morning, Mr. Santos."

These two are the purchasers of the Spanish fleet. They are not wearing military uniforms because they are afraid of being beaten. They don’t have a good relationship with the local Chinese. But as to why they must buy food from the Chinese...

Because they control the farmers' market in Paramaribo. They have a lot of people, but do you think they are capable of farming?
They like to breed...

The one with more holes is best.

The Spaniard named Santos took out a piece of paper and handed it over, chattering something. The boss nodded vigorously, gestured, patted his chest, and then took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it over.

This is called a kickback!

The Spaniards accepted it with great satisfaction, which is why there are so many stalls and you have to come here to buy.

Chinese people are flexible when doing business!
After seeing off the Spaniard, he slowly faded his smile and waved to a market manager in the distance, who ran over and said, "Uncle Chen."

“The Spanish want these.”

"understand!"

The janitor nodded, took the order, and rode his bicycle to meet Chen Zhen. Chen Zhen glanced at it and handed it to Benito, who smiled and nodded, "You just need to prepare the dishes, and we will provide the other medicines."

Chen Zhen nodded and asked his younger brother to go down and prepare.

He looked at Benito, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't curious.

What normal person wouldn't be able to fight the Spanish army?

Chen Zhen is not an idiot, he also reads the news, okay? Who is having a big fight with the Spaniards recently?
Victor, the Mexican tyrant!
The two sides fought fiercely around the island.

This Benito most likely serves Mexico.

Don't be too curious. Everyone has secrets. Maintain the most basic "courtesy". Knowing too much is not good for anyone.

"OK, come, have some tea." Chen Zhen smiled and poured tea for the other party.

In a factory, dozens of workers sorted the goods onto a truck and left with the money. Then two people wearing protective clothing and carrying disinfection boxes climbed onto the truck and sprayed diluted ricin on the vegetables inside.

This thing…

Colorless and odorless!

But just a little bit can knock down a group of people!

Later, Russian spies particularly liked to use it to kill people invisibly.

"Brother Guang, what are they spraying?" In the distance, Chen Zhen's trusted henchmen were watching stealthily.

"How should I know? Don't ask too much." The man called Brother Guang touched his bald head and said, "Damn it, it must be not a good thing."

"I tell you, the hearts of foreigners are very evil,"

About ten minutes later, the two men got out of the truck, waved at them, and left.

"Come on, come on, it's our turn, let's go deliver the goods." A Guang came out wearing a mask. Although it was of no use, he always felt more at ease this way.

Several people drove two large trucks towards the port.

...

In the command room of the Prince of Asturias.

Osman de Lesu, who was over sixty years old, was sitting and listening to the plan. His beard and hair were gray, but he also had a sense of majesty. The captains of other frigates were sitting around him.

He is not a simple character.

He is considered a relic of the Franco era. He was born in 1927 and graduated from the Zaragoza Higher Military School, which was founded by Franco and where he served as principal.

Joined the Falange in 1947!

Later, he served in the navy for a long time. He was promoted to brigadier general at the age of 32 and lieutenant general at the age of 34. During this period, he always maintained a good relationship with the current King. Moreover, during the time when Franco was ill, he also sent soldiers to protect the king in order to prevent a mutiny.

Because of this relationship, after Carlos came to power, he was not purged. Instead, he became a marshal and was in charge of the navy. During this expedition, the old general personally commanded the Prince of Asturias!

He is the only one who can shock these people.

In fact, his ancestor was Blas de Lezu, one of the greatest commanders and strategists in Spanish naval history. He is best remembered for his decisive victory over the British fleet commanded by Admiral Vernon at the Battle of Cartagena in 1741.

They are aristocrats.

"The British aircraft carrier HMS Invincible has arrived in Brazil and is expected to join us in the northern part of the Mexican Islands at the end of February."

Osman de Lesu nodded, "Has the transport ship reached the designated island?"

The staff officer shook his head, "Not yet."

boom!
The old general slammed the table, which frightened the officers so much that those who were dozing off suddenly stared.

"How long has it been? What is the time I set?"

The staff officers looked at each other hesitantly.

"Don't tell me they are lost in the Pacific Ocean. If they are lost, just commit suicide and don't let me shoot them!" Osman de Lesu's character is still so impulsive.

The officers lowered their heads, fearing that something bad would happen to them.

This time, Spain is determined to occupy Mexico's Villagigedo Islands, which are in the Pacific Ocean. If a military base is built there, it can radiate its influence there.

Ousmane de Lesu actually thinks this is not a good thing, because the Americans will definitely have their own ideas. If you put a military base at their doorstep, will the Americans who adhere to geopolitics feel comfortable?

In other words, Victor has really pissed them off, so they have to find a way to overthrow Victor first.

Otherwise, would your Spanish and British aircraft carriers dare to pass through South America?
You don't want to live anymore!

You are so majestic.

Americans just want Spain and Mexico to fight each other to the death.

But King Carlos and the "idiots" in the cabinet believed that this was the country's destiny and could not be given up. As a soldier, Osman de Lesu had no choice but to agree.

The navy basically went out in full force.

He first sent three frigates to escort the supply ship and transport ship ahead, while he and others stayed in the rear, but it has been such a long time and they have not arrived yet.

As stupid as the Japanese Navy's deer!

"Telephone them again. If they can't arrive at the designated location by tomorrow, they don't need to come."

Osman de Lesu stood up, and suddenly his eyes went dark. He sat back in the chair. The staff and officers next to him came up to pat his back and shouted nervously.

"It's okay, I just need to rest for a while, you don't have to bring me lunch, just let me lie down for a while."

I’m old, my blood pressure is high, and I almost died of anger.

As they watched him being helped away, the officers from the other frigates looked at each other and scratched their heads.

"Sir, lunch is ready."

"Let's go, let the Marshal have a good rest."

A group of people walked to the restaurant a little impatiently, as the food standard of the aircraft carrier formation was not low.

When they arrived, the room was already full of soldiers. They sat down only after the officers had sat down, and the hierarchy was very strict.

Smelling the aroma, a brigadier general smiled and said, "My favorite paella. It's really nice to be able to taste the taste of home at sea."

As he said that, he took the spoon and drank it in one gulp, and gave a thumbs up with aftertaste, "It tastes good!"

The others were already hungry. Listening to an old man talking on and on was a double strain on both the body and the mind. Seeing him eating so happily, they hurried to join in.

sudden.

The brigadier general who was eating the paella first had his hand trembled, the spoon dropped to the ground, and with a cry of pain, he fell directly to the ground, rolled twice, foaming at the mouth, blood oozing from his nostrils, struggled for a while, and then stopped moving!

This scene scared everyone.

Before there was time for a commotion, waves of wailing and screaming rang out in the restaurant, and soldiers and officers who were eating were seen falling down one after another.

As if the disease was contagious, he immediately fell to the ground.

Some of them even became incontinent, with their urine and feces leaking out, and the whole restaurant suddenly stank!

“Help…Help!” “Help!!”

The chef inside also fell to the ground, motionless.

This NMD is a real murderer, he knocked down so many people at once.

Soldiers from other places heard the noise and rushed in, only to see a group of people lying all over the restaurant, a scene that could be blurred.

The soldier who came in was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

He crawled out in a panic using his elbows, screaming heart-wrenchingly, but no one knew what he was shouting!
Just then, rapid gunfire was heard from the port.

Four or five off-road vehicles crashed into the sentry post, and the soldiers inside were lifted into the air. When they fell down, they were already unconscious.

About twenty people jumped out of the car, ten of them were on guard, and ten of them were holding RPO-A 93mm rocket launchers with fuel-air explosive bombs in front, and they fired at the Prince of Asturias docked at the harbor!
boom!
What kind of warship could be hit like this at such a close distance?

A big hole was blown in the aircraft carrier!

The entire hull began to tilt!

The alarm above suddenly sounded, but... only a few soldiers were running around in panic on the deck.

The port was in chaos and disorder. The vendors who had set up stalls outside screamed and ran away, but they didn't run far. They hid in the corner and watched the excitement.

The Prince of Asturias is a light aircraft carrier with a very fragile skin, so it was basically destroyed by such a close attack. Other warships were also affected by the explosion, and one of the masts fell directly, flattening the bridge of another warship!

Just like that, oh no, the Spanish Navy was basically destroyed!

"withdraw!"

After the attack, the group of people retreated in a very orderly manner, which was simply not the mobility that ordinary people have.

Zhizhi~

The Prince of Asturias began to tilt, and then its mast hit the port, directly breaking the ground.

Ousmane de Lesu was lying in his dormitory resting, feeling a little dizzy in a daze.

"General! General!"

Someone beside him pushed him with a crying voice. He opened his eyes immediately and saw his guards were very anxious. "Go, go! The ship is going to collapse!"

"???"

Osman de Lesu thought the other party was joking. An aircraft carrier can bend? But then he couldn't laugh anymore. Things in the dormitory began to fall down. He didn't pay attention and rolled off the bed.

what!
Really tilted?!

The guard pulled him out in a hurry.

The old man was a little out of breath, "Where are the others? Where are the others?"

But the guard ignored him, thinking that he was lucky enough to be able to take you with him when he escaped.

When they ran onto the deck, the aircraft carrier's tilt suddenly increased. The two men lost their balance and slipped, falling into the water. A wave swallowed them. Ousmane de Lesu finally floated up, his face full of fear.

He just took a big gulp of water.

When I looked up, I saw the aircraft carrier pressing down heavily.

"Fake Squid!!"

In front of that huge steel, Marshal Osman de Lesu was directly crushed.

There wasn't much splash at all.

This sudden attack naturally alarmed the Suriname police, who rushed towards the port whistling.

In the "Spicy Hotpot" restaurant.

Benito took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

He picked up the hat on the table and nodded to Chen Zhen, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Chen Zhen’s expression at this moment was also...confused!
What the hell!

You asked me to poison, and I thought you just wanted to kill a few people, but look at the commotion, did you blow up the warship?
The billowing smoke can be seen clearly even from here.

Chen Zhen shuddered and stared.

He grabbed Benito, who looked at him in confusion.

"You...you blew up the aircraft carrier?"

Benito smiled.

"Fuck! MD, why didn't you tell me earlier that you blew up the warship? What do you want me to do? The Suriname government will definitely investigate!"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Spain is in Europe, their fleet is gone, they can't go to the ocean, and their air force can't fly here, so don't be afraid."

Chen Zhen still didn't let go.

"I gave the money, Mr. Chen, it shouldn't break the rules." Benito asked with a frown.

"You fucking daredevil, making such a big deal!" Chen Zhen cursed directly in dialect.

Although Benito didn't understand, he could see the resentment from the other party's expression. "Don't worry, I have a plan."

He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "I work for the South American Defense Company. Are you interested?"

...

Spain also immediately received the news that the Prince of Asturias aircraft carrier fleet had been attacked.

Suddenly the whole cabinet was in a panic.

"What's the matter? Is it serious?" His Majesty the King was pulled out from his mistress's quilt. He asked hurriedly after hearing that his Invincible Fleet was attacked.

Staff member Alphonso Davies looked as if his father had died.

Oh, his father is dead.

"No survivors from the aircraft carrier have been found so far." The head of the military department next to him stood up and said.

His Majesty Juan Carlos fell into his seat.

How can it be!

No matter what, the Prince of Asturias aircraft carrier had thousands of people on board, so how could it be destroyed just like that?

you…

"Suriname said during the autopsy that most of them died of poisoning, with very obvious symptoms."

"It must be the Mexicans, it must be Victor! They must have used despicable means!" Alphonso Davis, a staff member, shouted.

Of course he was crazy. As the "royal army", he was also the instigator of the war. He had suffered heavy losses before even seeing the Mexicans. He had to bear the consequences!

"Mexico...Mexicans..."

The king's military attaché, that is, his attendant, a nobleman, ran in and said, "Your Majesty, the Northern Mexican Alliance has announced that it is responsible for the aircraft carrier incident!"

"And said..."

“You are welcome to visit Mexico.”

Quiet…

All of a sudden, everything became quiet!
Everyone looked at His Majesty the King.

"Sir! Sir!"

Juan Carlos was still fine, but his aide Alphonso Davis had already fallen to the ground.

"Quick, call the doctor!"

There was a great deal of bustle in the Spanish palace, but Victor of Mexico was filled with joy.

"If I did such a big thing and don't admit it, then doesn't that mean people don't know I did it? We have to let the Spanish know that it was me who did it. If you have the temper, come and deal with me."

"You have to be high-profile when doing things. If you are not, others will treat you as a caterpillar."

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(End of this chapter)