Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 365: Tijuana’s First Anti-Drug Conference!
If this gets out.

Can you still live your life?
Admiral Francisco Pancho grunted and patted his thigh, sighing, "The doctor said that my health is not good, I am afraid I don't have much time left. I... can't walk anymore, I am too old!"

Popovich's face froze.

He squinted his eyes with a sinister look, which made Francisco Pancho feel uncomfortable all over and exhausted. This guy was not a good person either.

"Forget it, Minister of Defense, you should take good care of yourself. I'll find a doctor to help you. The government still needs you, and I still need you." Popovich smiled and patted him on the shoulder, scaring Francisco Pancho so much that he trembled and laughed awkwardly.

After exchanging a few words of greeting, the old man stood up to say goodbye. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment, then his body "instantly" hunched over, muttering, "I'm old, and my body is not good anymore."

Having said that, he limped out the door.

Popovich's eyelids twitched behind him.

His brother, Aldous Wendell, walked in and looked back at the defense minister, "Brother, what happened to the old man?"

"Close the door!" Popovich shouted.

The other party closed the door, and suddenly a head popped up at the corner of the corridor. The old man Francisco Pancho had a clear look in his eyes and sighed.

These two brothers don't seem like good people.

I...this old bone of mine will be killed by them sooner or later. He shook his head and left.

Anyway, in this mess, he is only responsible for talking, not doing anything.

He didn't want his tombstone to be smashed after he died.

Inside the office.

Popovich's eyes were gloomy. "That old man doesn't cooperate at all. When I ask him to do a job, it's either windy or rainy."

"I'll find someone to kill him!"

"Don't just think about fighting and killing, use your brain. We are politicians, not bandits!"

Aldous Wendell shrank his neck. "Isn't it the same?"

Popovich glared...

I suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, and when I looked around, I saw that they were all a bunch of good-for-nothings!
He took a cigarette from the table, held it between his lips, lit it, and threw the lighter away. "Looks like I have to do this myself!"

“Please contact the American ambassador for me.”

"Brother, are you going to treat him to a meal?" Aldous Wendel said stupidly. As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped to the side in shock, and an ashtray fell under his feet.

"Fuck you! Go make a phone call!"

The other party ran away. He had been traumatized by this brother since he was a child. As he ran away, he muttered, "Isn't my mother your mother?"

MD!

I really want to split him in half.

Popovich frowned and picked up the phone on the table. "Please connect me to the Zacatecas state office."

Waited a minute or two.

A voice came from the other end, "Sir."

"Governor Miguel Hidalgo, I need a favor from you here."

……

"Grenade! Grenade!!!"

In a row house in the village of Savillian, Federico Ferrari Orsi leaned against the wall and called out behind him.

The two drug dealers pulled the fuse and threw it into the broken wall.

The explosion kicked up dust.

The gunfire inside stopped abruptly.

"rush!"

He jumped in first.

It is very easy to get adrenaline rushing during war, which sometimes makes people completely crazy and lose their minds in fighting. This is one of the reasons why many people become psychologically abnormal after leaving the battlefield.

Throughout thousands of years of history, humans have only learned how to fight.

In a corner of the house.

The captain of Company A, Hirvin Sandoval, dragged a wounded soldier in, pressed the wound on his leg with one hand, took out a piece of gauze, and squeezed it hard between the two fingers of the wound, "Morphine! Give him a morphine!"

A soldier rushed over, pulled out a sword and hit him.

This thing…

Analgesic.

Hirvin Sandoval took out a new magazine from his carrying gear, replaced it with a click, half-crouched, and fired at the opening!
Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!…

The smoke from the grenade explosion made it impossible to see clearly.

Just scan it!

"Bazooka! One shot!!!" Helvin Sandoval gestured to his comrades behind him.

A second lieutenant was holding an M72 LAW, and the people around him dispersed consciously. MD, they got too close and got burned.

"Turn on the safety!"

"emission!"

huh~
Federico Ferrari Orsi suddenly felt uneasy. People still retained the sixth sense of the ape age. Some people had more, some had less. He subconsciously hugged his head and shrank to the side, curling up his body.

boom!
The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The gap was blown even bigger, and the heavy beam made a creaking sound. It was obvious that it couldn't bear it and fell down.

The following drug dealers were overwhelmed in an instant.

Tsk tsk tsk…

The skull was broken and blood was oozing out of it.

Federico Ferrari Orsi rose to his feet, staggering, on a single breath.

"Ah!!!" A Northern Army soldier roared, rushed out of the house, hugged him, and hit him on the head with his helmet. The two men fell to the ground and started fighting.

Federico Ferrari Orsi was also enraged and bit the opponent's ear with great force. The Northern Army soldier screamed in pain.

He chewed the ear twice and swallowed it.

The next bite went straight to the neck.

Hand-to-hand combat is also indispensable in live warfare.

After a while, the Northern Army soldier stopped moving.

Federico Ferrari Orsi had just stood up shakily when bullets shot out from somewhere. The sound of bullets penetrating into his body was very dull.

His whole body stiffened, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

The back of his head hit a stone, and there was a nail on it, which went straight through. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was half open...

Not even a last word.

He looked at the hole in the roof with empty eyes, and could see the sky above at a glance.

Final thoughts.

The sky... is really blue.

Really... so blue!
In the village, drug dealers and Company A were still fighting, and the two gangs left corpses all over the 4.5-kilometer area.

In the end, we were still somewhat outnumbered.

The last seven or eight people were surrounded in the village building, covered in wounds.

A grenade was thrown in, and the lieutenant standing next to the commander of Company A ran over, grabbed it and prepared to throw it back, but before he could do so, BAM!
"what!!!"

Half of his body was blown off, and the lieutenant screamed and fell to the ground.

Hulvin Sandoval's eyelids jumped, and after the last bullet was fired, he hung up the gun with the empty chamber.

"No more bullets..."

"No more bullets, Captain."

The few remaining people looked at him.

Hirvin Sandoval's tactical gloves were torn. He took out the last grenade and said hoarsely, "Come over here."

Hearing this, they all slowly came closer, even the wounded walked closer with their lips pursed.

"The general treats us like brothers. I have been in the army for seven years. I have seen the corruption in old Mexico and politicians who do not treat soldiers as human beings, but I have never seen a leader who distributes land to people and gives them free education!"

"I have no choice but to die to repay the general."

"Are you scared?"

Hirvin Sandoval looked at everyone.

"Captain, I might as well be killed than to be caught by drug dealers!" A soldier who looked about 18 years old grinned, "My father was beaten to death by drug dealers, my brother's legs were chopped off by drug dealers, and my mother cried until she went blind. The governor paid for my family's medical treatment every month. Even if he asked me to kill God, I wouldn't blink an eye. It's just death, isn't it?" "When I die, I will go to hell to kill Satan and wait for the general to ascend the throne!"

"Yes, I'm not afraid of death!"

"If you're afraid of death, don't join the army!"

"Long live Victor! Long live Mexico!!!" Helvin Sandoval roared and let go.

Bang! !

A huge explosion blew away everything around it, and a layer of ash filled the room. The sky was reflected in Helvin Sandoval's eyes.

sky…

So blue!
A flood of drug dealers poured into the village...

Commander Federico Ferrari Orsi was dug out from the rubble. The highest-ranking officer in the Monterrey Division now is a lieutenant colonel. His eyelids were trembling. In just one village, there were nearly 1400 casualties!

Fuck!
Then he began to tremble all over. Are all the Northern Army so good at fighting?
Isn’t it said that this is the 4th Marine Division that has just been formed?

If they are so fierce, how fierce must the First Division be?
"Captain, shall we... continue the attack?" the drug lord, who had lost all his courage, asked in a low voice.

The lieutenant colonel opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard the sound of a helicopter in the air. He looked up in panic and saw four dark shadows flying low in the distance.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!!"

The 20mm machine gun fired at the area below, smashing all the trees as thick as arms. The drug dealers below turned around and ran, forgetting what the instructor had taught them how to run, and were shot into sieves in mid-air.

It’s so thick (gesture), if it’s swept by a machine gun, life or death is in danger.

The vanguard of the Fifth Regiment has finally arrived!
The Chinook did not chase them either. It hung in the air, lowered soldiers down by ropes from above, and moved separately to treat the wounded, defend on the spot, and wait for follow-up troops to arrive.

The commander could feel the heat coming from under his military boots while standing on the ground. The smell of gunpowder and blood in the air made him feel uneasy.

"Company commander, there's a living person here!" A corporal shouted from a distance. The other side hurried over and saw a person lying on the ground covered in blood. The blood on his body was sticky and dyed his military uniform red.

There was also a wound on the leg, and blood was still oozing.

The accompanying medical soldiers are treating him.

"Captain, this is your ID." Someone handed him a blood-stained soldier's ID. He opened it and saw a photo next to it. He was grinning at the camera with dimples on his face.

It doesn't match the bloody figure on the ground at all.

A Company, A Battalion, 336th Regiment, th Marine Division!
Below is the company’s battle slogan: Go to the most dangerous places and rescue the cutest civilians!
"Let the Chinook be transported to the rear city. Are there any other living people?" asked the company commander.

The people around me looked at each other and shook their heads.

The company commander took a deep breath and said, "Our brothers have withdrawn. Now it's our turn!"

"Yes!"

……

The "Battle of Nuevo León" attracted not only Mexico, but also many media outlets in the United States that reported on this war.

Because Nuevo León is so important to the US border!
Especially the Falcon Reservoir. If Victor gets upset and pees on it, the city of McAllen below will have to drink the urine of the "Great Emperor".

The most important thing is that the border with the United States will be expanded. Given the unruly behavior of the Northern Army, the Americans will be even more frustrated.

And a meaningful thing happened during this period.

According to a report from the New York Times, the Pentagon asked the Texas National Guard to be deployed to the border, but was rejected!

No one cares about him at all.

So embarrassing... oh!

It's so disobedient, but isn't that the Texas tradition?

5 month 8 day.

Monday!

The streets of Tijuana are filled with flags of Mexico, Brazil, Venezuela, and some small countries.

There were banners rolling on top of the tallest buildings.

“Warmly welcome all countries to the Tijuana Anti-Drug Conference!”

These small countries joined in the last few days of the meeting.

For example, Uganda, Kenya and Malawi are small countries, and some of them are even experiencing internal wars, but they are indeed some of the countries with the strictest drug control laws in Africa.

For example, Uganda. Not to mention the Amin era, not even birds could stay there. Later, Yoweri Kaguta came to power and after winning the civil war, he proposed the "Ten Principles" in July 1984, covering the establishment of a democratic system, the protection of personal and legal property security, the strengthening of national unity, the defense of national autonomy, the construction of an independent, integrated and self-sufficient economy, the improvement of social services, the curbing of corruption and abuse of power, and the elimination of inequality.

This includes drug prohibition!
He was wavering before, but now he suddenly joined in for some reason. Victor, of course, welcomes you. As long as you come and sincerely fight against drugs, we will be good friends.

Black person?

Hey, are you kidding? Victor never discriminates against black people.

He doesn't have a farm.

Victor greeted the visitors at the National Palace. Yes, it is called the National Palace, exactly the same as the one in Mexico City.

Some people with complicated thoughts began to think that Victor was planning to take the next step.

Should we persuade him to join?
This welcome meeting is open to the whole world and can be found by searching the Mexican National Channel.

The first to arrive were representatives of the Brazilian government. Victor politely shook hands with them and gave them a fake smile. The second were from Venezuela. In the team, he saw his little fanboy Nicolás Maro Moro, who looked at him excitedly.

The third group is a group of people from the Brazilian opposition party.

Luz Inasi Lu da Silva took the lead and gave him a hug, which surprised Victor.

Do we have such a good relationship?

Facing the camera, the other party smiled and called Victor, "Anti-drug mentor!"

"I hope Brazil can get Mexico's support in all aspects. I think we need to learn its advanced technology. Of course, it is not limited to drug control, but also includes the fight against criminal groups. If possible, I will invite Mexico to send troops to Rio de Janeiro."

It was the first time that Victor was addressed by a foreigner of high political status, and he felt embarrassed.

The National Palace is bustling with activity.

and at Tijuana Victor International Airport.

A Boeing 747-200B passenger plane arrived. It was the special plane for the US negotiation delegation.

Led by Donald Rumsfeld, there are a total of 119 people, including many state legislators, military members and press members.

It was a big meeting.

But the airport...

There was no red carpet, no one holding flowers to welcome us, and not even any reporters. There were only a few government officials giving a cold reception.

"Is this how Victor treats guests?!" Donald Rumsfeld said angrily, "It turns out that Mexicans still lack quality."

Casare, who was standing opposite, smiled and said, "I am a useless piece of wood in the Governor's Mansion. I can only be used to welcome you. If you are not happy, you can leave. We can give you a barrel of oil, which is enough for you to fly back to Washington."

Casare's eyes swept to the people behind him, and saw a short-haired woman in her early 40s, who looked very beautiful when she was young, standing slightly behind Donald, but she obviously wanted to stand out, and the people around her were afraid of her.

This person is very famous.

Diane Rodham!!

The first speaker of the American Bar Association's Women's Professional Committee!

In the United States, lawyers are an absolute business group. Among the 41 presidents so far, 24 have been lawyers.

This Diane Rodham is no ordinary person, and her husband is a strong candidate for the next president.

When she met Casare's gaze, the latter looked at her unceremoniously, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. It had been a long time since anyone dared to look at her like this.

"Mexicans have no manners at all! You should understand that without us, Mexicans would still be barbarians. We brought civilization to you."

Casare was still smiling, "Yes, we are barbarians, but are you sure you want to continue arguing with us? Our beatings are very painful, but no matter if you are a man, a woman, or a beast, you will be quiet after a slap. What do you think?"

After hearing what he said, Diane Rodham opened her mouth, but she also knew that this was not the United States. If this was Washington, she would be able to defeat the other party by relying on her family background.

But this is Mexico...

Hearing Casare's words, the staff of the Governor's Palace standing nearby straightened their chests and looked at them with a smile.

Offense and defense change shape!

At this moment, a scene occurred that made the Americans even more angry.

Casare walked over, stretched out his hand, and to the shock of Donald and others, he put his hand on Diane Rodham's face and rubbed her face with his thumb.

Feeling the warmth on the palm, the American woman opened her eyes immediately.

“做女人就要听话，听话了才有人爱你，不听话，要被挨揍的。”

"Hey! What are you doing!" The man standing next to Diane Rodham pushed Casare, who took two steps back. He looked at him and said, "If I fall to the ground, you will be shot to death."

All the Americans fell silent in an instant, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

“Hahahaha~ Just kidding.” Casare waved his hands and opened his arms. “Welcome to Tijuana! Ladies and gentlemen!!”

……

(End of this chapter)