Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 369: As long as you are brave, all the drug dealers will die!
The first to attack Monterey was the 355th Regiment of the th Division.

Regiment Commander: Colonel Sigmunt William Lister!

He sat in a jeep, choking on a cigar and holding binoculars, "ordering armored vehicles to attack, infantry to coordinate, and artillery to resume bombing the target area to create opportunities for the soldiers to attack."

"Understood!" The deputy head of the group next to him responded quickly.

Pick up the communication tool and convey the order to the artillery behind.

"200 meters in front of Camp A, keep your distance, advance slowly, add five to the height, seventeen to the right, fire!!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!!
The artillerymen covered their ears. A new recruit wearing earmuffs half-squatted and watched with his eyes open as the shells flew in a parabolic trajectory towards the distance.

"continue!"

The squad leader next to him patted his head, and the recruit hurriedly stood up, ran over to carry the shell and stuffed it into his butt.

"Round 2! Ready!"

"put!!"

Bang bang bang! !

The high-explosive shells made a whistling sound and created smoke all around the city of Monterrey. The drug dealers did not dare to show their heads, and it was nighttime so they could not see clearly.

The commander of the advancing Battalion A was also ruthless.

Order the 6 TPz-1 armored vehicles to turn off their lights and drive quickly!

"Command, our unit is 100 meters away..."

The deputy commander looked at Colonel Sigmund William Lister, who still had a calm expression, "Keep bombing."

"Artillery cover, Battalion A continues!"

"Understood." The battalion commander looked around and waved his hand, "Forward, don't fall behind."

The soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicles lowered their heads.

As long as your luck is not too bad, the bullets flying out in the dark will only hit the armored vehicle in front.

But there are also unlucky ones.

A private was shot in the arm. He lay on the ground howling in pain, even crying, "Save me! Save me!"

The medic next to him was a veteran. He knew that what he said would definitely shake the morale of the troops. After all, more than one-third of Battalion A were new recruits, and most of them relied on their courage.

Seeing the private wailing, the medical soldier went up to him, covered his mouth, and pulled him back with one hand by the toggle button behind his back.

After pulling him out of the team, he saw that he was still howling, so he slapped him and said, "You are just a little injured, call your mother! Shut up!"

Although he was cursing, his hands were still very quick to stop the bleeding.

"I won't die..."

"You won't die, but if you scream again, the supervisors behind you will shoot you. All you have to do is shut up. Congratulations, you've been injured before you even rushed in. You are allowed to leave the battlefield."

The private lowered his head in shame after hearing this.

"80 meters!"

"70 meters!!"

"60 meters! Commander, the shells are going to hit our own people." The adjutant's voice was a little cracked, his hands holding the communicator were itchy and covered in sweat, and his eyes were staring at him.

Colonel Sigmund William Lister took a deep breath, "Charge!!"

"Charge!" the adjutant shouted into the communicator.

Fritz Klingenberg, the commander of Battalion A, pointed his hand and said, "Turn on the lights of the armored vehicles, and charge!"

pat~
The armored vehicle's lights suddenly turned on and shone forward. Two drug dealers on a ruin were almost blinded, mainly because it was too sudden. They squatted with their hands covering their eyes, tears streaming down their faces uncontrollably.

The roar of thunder and sea poured in from outside the city.

50 meters…

It should take less than ten seconds to get there.

For the armored vehicle, the gas was stepped on, and boom, boom, boom, thick black smoke rushed out of the exhaust pipe, choking several soldiers and causing them to curse loudly.

The TPz-1 armored vehicle was also smart enough to fire smoke in the direction forward.

There is still some tactical quality.

Put out the smoke first.

Provide fire support to infantry.

An armored vehicle rushed forward, firing its guns wildly, forcing the drug dealers to not dare to raise their heads.

There were three or four drug dealers hiding behind the ruins in front of them. They pulled the trigger from a high position, but the bullets had no way of causing any effective damage to the TPz-1 armored vehicle.

"Attack the infantry behind! Let the armored vehicles go, and prepare the rocket launchers at the back!" The drug dealer leader's order was correct, but the TPz-1 was set on fire and rushed towards the ruins.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the strong load-bearing wall below was suddenly knocked down. The drug dealers standing on it lost their balance and all fell down. The height was two or three meters, and a fall could be fatal.

A dent was also made in the front of the armored vehicle by a rock.

Boom boom boom!
I stepped on the accelerator, reversed the car, and hey, I was full of energy again.

The machine gunner was afraid that the buried drug dealer was still alive, so he fired several rounds at the pile of rocks and waited until there was no one shouting inside before continuing to move forward.

It was impossible for one regiment to defend such a large city as Monterrey, so José Andrés Guardado implemented a "peripheral policy", using buildings and commanding heights to attack the Northern Army and not allow them to advance. If they narrowed their depth, they would be taken away in one wave.

In order to prevent the rampant attack of tanks, armored vehicles and the like, concrete bunkers were built on the main roads to prevent large-caliber machine guns.

There are about 60 of them in the city!

It's simply appalling and outrageous.

"Over there, over there, fire!"

In the main square of Monterrey Cathedral, three bunkers are placed horizontally in a V-shape. There are no buildings in the open space in front to block the view, and the view is endless within a few hundred meters!
There were more than a dozen corpses and wounded people lying in front.

Some people were still screaming and rolling, but suddenly there was no movement.

The drug dealers in the bunker were driving NSV machine guns. With that caliber, one shot would be enough to stop even a TPz-1 armored vehicle equipped with armor-piercing bullets!
"Bazooka! Where's the bazooka!!" a young man with the rank of second lieutenant shouted.

"I come!"

A corporal carries an M202 rocket launcher. This thing is the same "four-eyed guy" that Schwarzenegger carries in the movie. It can fire four NMDs in one second. Although it cannot fire high-explosive bombs, ordinary shells are enough.

"If it doesn't work once, try again!"

Use quantity to accumulate combat power, of course the premise is that you can hit it.

Effective range 750 meters...

But the US military felt that this thing was not very good when used.

"Cover fire!" the company commander shouted and fired bullets towards the bunker.

The drug dealer inside was not in a hurry. He signaled to continue reloading and fired the NSV machine gun to fight back. The bullets were enough to make bullet holes in the ground.

The corporal took a deep breath and aimed at the bunker in the middle!
emission!

Four rockets flew out.

But I was unlucky, two of them missed, and the other two did hit, but they didn't destroy the bunker...

Grass!
How many girls did these drug dealers get from the bunker?

The M202 rocket launcher can penetrate the 200mm protection...

So shameless.

Just as the corporal was about to move forward, several stray bullets passed through his chest. He groaned twice and fell in a pool of blood.

The comrades next to him rushed over and dragged him behind the cover.

"Company commander, let's do it the old way. Throw a smoke bomb and I'll lead my men to charge forward." The platoon leader next to him was also a little anxious.

"Okay, let's do it this way! Everyone, prepare the smoke bombs! Smith, you lead your platoon to attack, and B Platoon will follow behind. Remember to block the smoke bombs at all times!"

"Yes!"

"Throw!" the company commander shouted, and a dozen people stood up and threw them towards the distance. The two platoons that were prepared rushed out directly.

This depends on coordination. If you throw it too slowly or too quickly, the soldiers in the smoke will easily be exposed.

Those drug dealers were not stupid. As soon as they saw Feng Yan, they knew to sweep into the smoke.

No matter what, as long as you can touch it, the opponent will fall to the ground.

"leave!"

The platoon leader of Platoon B was calculating the time in the back. Seeing that it was almost time, he shouted and continued throwing smoke bombs!
But the sound was heard by the drug dealers.

He quickly turned the gun around and shot towards this side!

Several soldiers were knocked to the ground.

"Keep shooting, don't let those guys get close." The drug dealer leader was also a little panicked at this time. The smoke completely blocked his vision, and he stared, afraid that someone would come out. Although the NSV machine gun was tough, it couldn't withstand the continuous shooting.

sudden…

Click, click, click!
The gun barrel made a strange noise and then stopped working!

"The barrel is too hot!" The machine gunner's pupils condensed, "I can't fire anymore, it's going to explode!"

The other people in the bunker also widened their eyes when they heard this.

If this explodes...

Oh no, everyone in the bunker will have something to worry about.

The drug dealer leader was also stunned. Just as he was about to say something nonsense, he suddenly saw two grenades thrown in from the "tight gap" out of the corner of his eye.

"Grenade!!"

boom!
A puff of gas gushed out from inside, and the NSV machine gun was stopped instantly. The soldiers of Company A took advantage of the smoke, crawled on the ground using their hands and feet, hid underneath and gave the other side a big gift package.

But the recruit on the left had a complete brain blank. He had no idea how he got through the smoke zone or how he ran to the bunker. He didn't know what to do next. His squad leader shouted, "Throw the grenade!"

But in his panic he solved the problem completely wrong and threw a firebomb in.

Flames exploded.

The nearest machine gunner suddenly turned into a fireman, screaming and rushing towards the others. He hugged a companion, and the two of them rolled on the ground, screaming miserably. The smell of barbecue seeped out from the dense cracks.

The rest of the people were terrified and tried to escape through the small door at the top.

The design of this bunker is really awesome...

There is no door, only a small skylight above that can only accommodate one person...

The design drawings were given by the Indians, right?
As soon as they climbed out, they were shot to death by Northern Army soldiers.

There was no time to even say surrender.

"it is good!"

Battalion Commander Fritz Klingenberg, who was observing from behind, praised loudly, "Write this down. After the war, I will commend the soldiers who blew up the bunker. Order three companies to launch a pincer attack on the Monterrey Cathedral and occupy the commanding heights!"

The drug dealers guarding Monterrey also knew the importance of the cathedral. At this point in the battle, you can fully see the situation all around, and it is of great strategic significance. Hundreds of drug dealers rushed in from the back door, and two groups fought in the church of several hundred square meters.

The gunfire in the city lasted from 6 pm to am the next day...

8 hours!
The refugees in the safe zone dare not close their eyes.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he and others would be dragged into it.

The sky was just dawning...

Both sides stopped fighting as if they had a tacit understanding.

The Cathedral of Monterrey…

The first to third floors belong to the Northern Army, and the ones above belong to the drug dealers.

Here alone, more than 20 people from Camp A were killed, and the drug dealers were not having an easy time either, with more than bodies lying in a mess.

"Hello, hello, hello~ This is the regimental command, A Battalion, A Company, please reply."

In a room on the second floor, a voice came from the intercom. A hand with cracked skin and black skin reached out tiredly and pressed the button on the side panel. "Got it. Go ahead."

The voice was muffled, too tired.

Fighting is also a physical labor.

"In fifteen minutes, the Air Force will conduct a targeted explosion in Monterrey. Please evacuate as soon as possible."

Everyone in the room fell silent.

retreat?!
The company commander was also very excited. "Sir, we can't retreat. The commanding heights of the church are very useful to us. It is close to the center of Monterrey. If we are stuck here, the drug dealers will have no chance to fight back. If it is blown up, it will be such a pity."

The bombing was originally planned to take place at night, but it was too dark at night and the bombers had no way of completely positioning themselves. If they accidentally hit their own camp, it would be even more tragic than Walton Walker who died in Korea.

The usefulness of commanding heights in street fighting is mainly reflected in three aspects: controlling vision, cross fire and psychological advantage!

If you shoot from above, the enemies below will be scared, and if they can't hold on, they will scatter.

You don't know where the bullet came from.

The psychological pressure is great.

"Commander, give us another half an hour and we will take over the cathedral!"

There was silence on the other side. "Then it's the last half hour. If it doesn't work, then prepare to bomb."

"Yes!"

After letting go of his hand, the captain looked at the soldiers in the room, pulled the bolt, and asked the others to pull the bolt as well. There was a crisp sound of the bullet being loaded.

"Whether we can create favorable street fighting opportunities for the follow-up troops and whether we can hold our heads high over others depends on us!"

"I won't stop until I take over the church!"

"Follow me!"

The company commander shouted and rushed up with a gun in hand. He climbed the stairs in three or two steps and threw a grenade to blaze the trail upwards.

Peng! !

The Monterrey Cathedral was once again engulfed in gunfire.

At this time, the headquarters of the 355th Regiment had already entered the city and was stationed only four or five kilometers away from the city center.

Colonel Sigmund William Lister was overwhelmed.

Up to this point, the battlefield situation is no longer up to him.

Street fighting tests the ability of individual soldiers.

Whoever has the strongest luck will occupy Monterey.

Dad, ddd, ddd~
There were chaotic footsteps at the door, and the deputy captain ran in, "Captain."

"Southern warships, including four Fletcher-class destroyers, one Bronstein-class frigate, a supply ship, and four troop transports, entered Tamauritas from the Gulf of Mexico and will provide support to the rebels in the central region."

Colonel Sigmunt William Lister frowned as he took the intelligence he handed over, which also said it was direct news from the division.

"how many people?"

"About 6000 people!"

"Wasn't Abrego in the south killed in the bombing? A new leader was chosen so soon?"

"It is said that there was a fight between the three sons of Abrego, but in the end no one could do anything to the other, so they worked together with a man named Arturo DeSenna. He is the new leader of Los Zetas who fought with us before. He used to be a federal marshal and is now... 23 years old!"

Drug dealers are really getting younger and younger.

"Los Zetas..."

When Sigmunt William List heard the name, he felt furious. The defenders in the "Hermosillo Steel Plant" were them.

If the Northern Army hadn’t used a little more strength at the end.

They really killed me.

"Four people can consolidate power?!"

"I don't know, but they did send troops, and if the navy gets close to Nuevo León, it can also deal a blow to us."

"What does division headquarters mean?"

The deputy commander opened his mouth with a strange expression, "Let those reinforcements land, and then gather our forces to destroy them!"

Sigismund Wilhelm List nearly choked to death on his own saliva.

"Who the hell came up with this stupid idea, what an idiot..."

"Master..."

"He is a genius indeed! They are called the navy at sea, but can they defeat us on the ground? The division commander is indeed a strategist."

The deputy head's eyelids twitched. As expected, why could he be the head of the group?
Just because he is shameless enough!
"Then what should we do?"

"Increase the strength of Monterrey and force reinforcements to come!"

Colonel Sigmund William Lister nodded.

"Let's get our boys moving and attack!"

……

Victor in Tijuana also received Rommel's "siege and attack" plan.

The brain is like this.

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(End of this chapter)