Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 379: Attack on the Port!!
The top floor of the Governor's Palace.

Inside the office.

Behind it is a piece of Chinese calligraphy that is written in a casual and unrestrained style. One can tell that the writer has a deep level of attainment. The profound meaning is reflected in every detail, and the strokes carry the vicissitudes of life.

There are only two words written on it: loyalty!

Look at the lower right corner, Victor.

If this painting is sold, it will cost at least 100 million US dollars, and there are many people who want to buy it.

But at this moment, the general who was carrying the fate of tens of millions of lives on his shoulders rubbed his temples tiredly, and there was important work on his desk.

The Northern Army took a big step...

They took over four states in one year, and they did it without leaving any room for expansion, so they had to build everything, and the economy was in great trouble...

This offended Japanese capital, as Japan's economy was the second largest in the world at that time.

Still very cool.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Victor saw a proposal letter. After reading two lines, he became interested. It said that Mexico was looking for new investors, such as Saudi Arabia.

There are several reasons:
Saudi Arabia does not have a good relationship with Jewish consortiums in the United States. Due to their different religious beliefs, the latter often use public opinion to spread the extreme idea that people "wrapped in scarves" are terrorists.

Most of the Arabs in Hollywood are villains.

From an ideological perspective, Saudi Arabia naturally stands opposite to Jewish capital.

Second, the Saudis are so rich that they don’t even know where to put their money.

Third, although the United States and Saudi Arabia have deep ties in politics, economy, and military, Saudi Arabia is actually very wary of the United States.

The main reason is that Americans don’t look like good people.

I care a lot about oil.

It's like you treat him as a brother, but your brother stares at your wife with shining eyes, and then says to you greedily, "Brother, your wife smells so good", what do you think?
The proposal also states: "We can use weapons to obtain Saudi Arabia's investment and loans, as well as oil imports."

Victor thought this proposal was very good. He looked at the name, Schwerin Krosik. He had some impression of this person. He seemed to be a consultant under the Ministry of Finance, a young and promising man.

Just as he was about to call him to ask for advice, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"General, our Operation Mincemeat is going smoothly. Ten minutes ago, the central puppet government air force attacked the 4th Marine Division!" George Smiley trotted in and said.

"Chief of Staff Horatio Herbert Kitchener has ordered the 4th Marine Division to shrink its front line. Popovich and his men have taken the bait!"

Victor's eyes lit up and he stood up. George Smiley was very perceptive. He picked up a cigar from the table, lit it for him, and handed it to him with both hands. The former took a puff and raised his eyebrows. "Brazilian goods are hard. Let's give the puppet government more credibility and announce to the outside world that Deputy Chief of Staff Erich Ludendorff has been transferred to the position of commander of the 1st Marine Division!"

"understand!"

"The front-line troops retreated 20 kilometers!"

"And what about the troops at Monterey?"

"We can retreat. Anyway, this piece of meat won't rot if we leave it alone. After we trick the southern reinforcements into coming, we can defeat them. Then we can eat the meat on the table slowly, right?"

"I want to break the backbone of the puppet government in the central region in one battle. I want to decide the outcome in six months. Within six months, I will destroy Mexico City!"

“Next year, I will build the palace of the First Republic in Mount Tepeya!”

This place is located in the northeast of Mexico City. It does not have unique scenery and does not have an amazing height, but it has extraordinary significance and irreplaceable position in the hearts of Mexicans, because it is said that this is the place where Our Lady of Guadalupe, the patron saint of Mexico, appeared.

George Smiley stared at the general's back and took a deep breath. "General..."

"What?" Victor asked without turning his head.

"Someone in the public is making a proposal, hoping that you will become the emperor of the First Republic."

Victor turned his head sharply and looked at the other person. George Smiley lowered his head.

What the hell folk?
There are many people waiting below.

If he became emperor, many of his subordinates would be granted titles of nobility and become prime ministers. Who wouldn't want to go further?
Even Casare, during their occasional chats, expressed his wish that Victor would become emperor.

Doesn't Victor want to?

He thought!
"It's not the right time yet. Mexico has not yet been fully unified and drug dealers are still running rampant. What would it be like for me to be an emperor at this time? I'd be like a monkey in human form, shameless and like a clown."

"For a country to be divided like this because of drugs is a failure in itself. Once I unify the country, no one will be able to reject me anymore."

"I want my sculpture to stand on the Tepeya Mountain. Our Lady can't bless Mexico, it's my turn!"

pat!

Victor put his hand on George Smiley's shoulder and he shuddered.

"Tell the brothers not to worry, the day will come when they will be promoted and get rich, and they will not be treated unfairly."

"The folk groups..."

"Don't worry about them, this is the people's choice." Victor said with a smile.

He helped George Smiley straighten his clothes and smiled, "Let's get down to business first. It's not the right time yet."

The other person nodded, and when he walked out of the office, he glanced at the general at the door, and then looked at the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

He whispered softly, "Loyalty"!
...

Monterey.

in ruins.

The 355th Regiment of the th Division fought with drug dealers here for half a month!
The enemy resisted with the help of sewers, ruins and fortresses, and launched several rounds of aerial bombing, but failed to take it down.

In a bunker.

The leader, José Andres Guardado, had a tough look on his face, with several scars, some of which were new. His left hand was wrapped in gauze, and there were many drug dealers sitting around him.

All were silent, wiping their guns.

Monterey Division…

Now there are only about 400 people left.

No more support...

The whole army will be wiped out here.

As for escaping?

It's too late. If I had run before the war, I might have run away now, but if I run now, I will definitely be killed.

José Andrés Guardado picked up the water bottle next to him and looked up, but there was no water left. He licked his dry lips and asked, "Who has anything to drink?"

The drug dealers around all shook their heads.

"Hold!"

Guardado is very resentful, especially towards Victor. Why the hell did you kill him?
I don't even dare to surrender!

Doesn't this force us to resist to the end?
What a bastard!
"Boss, boss..." Just as his anger was growing stronger and stronger, a rapid shout was heard, and a figure was seen running towards him with a radio in his hand.

When he squatted down, he was still panting and his eyes were shining.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Boss, listen." The younger brother said and pressed the listening button.

Zizzi~
“墨西哥城电讯，我部于6月1日上午9时21分袭击位于蒙特雷南部的小镇，当场打死敌陆战第四师师长隆美尔及以下军官11人！”

"Deal a heavy blow to the enemy!"

"The enemy's front lines are shrinking..."

"Under the leadership of President Popovich, we have achieved a great victory. This is not the end, this is just the beginning, gentlemen! The time for us to fight back has begun. Pick up weapons, rush out of the house, kill those northern troops, and win back our homes."

The female voice on the radio is very seductive.

This is what Popovich thought of. The attraction of women to men cannot be expressed in words, especially on the battlefield.

In the Pacific battlefield, Japan once had a Japanese-American girl tell dirty jokes to the Americans and even sing a song of thought, imitating the song of being surrounded by enemies, in an attempt to put pressure on the Americans.

But who would have known that the Americans became more and more excited the more they listened, and they issued the slogan of attacking Tokyo and capturing the "Tokyo Rose" alive.

"Those bastard Northern Army will eventually fall under our guns. Long live President Popovich!! Long live the great citizens of Monterrey!"

There was silence in the bunker.

Guardado stood up suddenly, his face flushed and his neck thick, "Long live!!!" "Long live!"

"Go and see if there are any Northern troops up there."

A drug dealer with long legs ran up, but soon came down again. Guardado didn't wait for him to run over, and hurried over, "How is it, how is it!"

"Boss, the enemy seems to be retreating."

Guardado's eyes lit up, "Charge! Fight with me..."

"Boss, calm down! Calm down!" The drug dealer wearing glasses next to him immediately hugged his waist.

"What, Sanchez, what are you doing?"

"Boss, we have less than 400 people. If you counter-charge, the Northern Army will counter-attack later. We can't withstand their firepower. The best thing for us now is to wait and wait for them to leave on their own."

Guardado paused...

He thought of the firepower of the Northern Army, swallowed, and nodded slowly, "Sanchez, you are right, you are right, we can't do it blindly and wait, wait for the Northern Army to leave on its own."

"Quick, go and keep an eye on them."

The younger brother responded quickly and ran away in a hurry.

Guardado looked at the drug dealers with excitement, "Monterrey still belongs to us!"

Popovich was equally excited at this time.

The beheading was successful!
The 4th Marine Division's brain had been chopped off, and it was impossible for it to continue in the short term.

"Then it's our turn to take action. Let the support troops from the south go ashore, land in Tamaulipas, and directly support Monterrey!"

As his request was passed on to Yucatan, the southern drug trafficker government there naturally agreed.

In order to prevent the Northern Army from moving south, the latter left almost no room for maneuver and gave full support!

Port of San Fernando.

There were small fishing boats waiting to go out to sea to fish, but they were all overturned by the warships. The drug dealers on the boats laughed and pointed at the people in the sea.

"Prepare to go ashore! Everyone grab your weapons!"

The order came from the horn on the deck, and the drug dealers immediately prepared to go ashore with their weapons in hand.

bang~
When the bow of the ship hit the harbor, he staggered and almost lost his balance.

The ship's hatch opens...

"Go ashore! Go ashore!"

6000 drug dealers formed neatly into teams and ran ashore. It seemed that they were not ordinary drug dealers.

The weapons in their hands were all American weapons.

Developed by the Natick Research Laboratory in the United States in the 1970s, the PASGT combat helmet and Pasgt bulletproof vests are the most commonly used by infantry. Some personnel also wear SWDG goggles.

Holding an M16A2 automatic rifle.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s the US military.

But it is also true that the US military also traffics drugs.

This is the "Kara" Independence Brigade of the southern drug trafficker regime. The Americans helped train it, and its backbone members are also retired American military personnel, some of whom participated in the invasion of Panama.

The combat effectiveness is beyond doubt.

The results...

Is 0.

But they often claimed that this team could fight on equal terms with the most elite troops of the Northern Army, or even defeat them.

There are still quite a few people at the Port of San Fernando.

When they saw this group of soldiers, they were so scared that they dared not approach.

Standing not far away and pointing.

Of course, there were also agents from the Northern Army among them. They just stood there openly, observing the weapons, equipment and personnel.

After the soldiers left, he quickly ran to a telephone booth on the shore, "Hey! The bait is on the hook, the fishing boat is still out at sea, you can cast the net!"

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, the agent looked deeply at the soldiers and turned away.

At this time, this information was also transmitted to Tijuana as soon as possible.

Inside the Durango Airport.

7架F14和3架B-24轰炸机以及一架F-111战斗轰炸机迅速升空。

"Target, San Fernando Harbor. Bomb the warships first, and then the warthogs will lick the ground. Do you understand?" On the tower, Major General Hans-Ulrich Rudel, captain of the Air Force's 2nd Squadron, said into the intercom.

"Formation understood!"

"Victor bless you!"

"I wish you peace~" Hans-Ulrich Rudel put down the microphone and looked at the sky, as if he could see the fighter planes in the sky.

The weather in Durango was very good, but when we crossed Nuevo León and entered Tamaulipas, the sky suddenly darkened, rain began to fall in the clouds, and thunder could be vaguely seen.

"Visibility reduced to 3000 meters."

"receive."

"All units, pay attention to the wind direction. Warthogs advance first. Bomber groups prepare ammunition. Subject warships have air defense systems."

"understand!"

咻咻咻~~
The formation moved from above the clouds to below the clouds and could see that it was all foggy below. The colonel in charge took a deep breath and issued a combat order.

At this time, four Fletcher-class destroyers, one Bronstein-class frigate, a supply ship, and four troop transports were docked at the port of San Fernando. This place was originally a dual-use military and civilian port in Mexico, large enough to accommodate them.

Rainy Days…

All the warships were turned off and their radars were turned off. The soldiers left on board were cleaning the hulls and folding their ship caps and putting them on their heads. They seemed happy because "women would come to reward them" in the evening.

The navy is notoriously playful. Without women, what’s the point of having fun?

Logically, the radar should be turned on during combat readiness, but the leader thought it was totally unnecessary. Who would come to attack him?

Very safe!

A drug dealer lieutenant stood on the deck, looking at the red glow on the sea level, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so beautiful."

The sunset accompanied by drizzle is simply intoxicating.

He suddenly saw.

A few black spots appeared in the distant sky and approached quickly. Before I could see clearly, the roar was heard first.

"airplane?"

"Plane!!! Plane!!!"

His pupils shrank and he quickly ran to the bridge and sounded the alarm, which suddenly became sharp.

But at this time, the four F4s leading the sudden attack had already dived down.

"Fire!"

The M61A1 "Vulcan" machine gun fired at the warship!

Ta-da! ...

The bullets created water bubbles on the sea surface and went straight across. Seven or eight soldiers hanging on the side of the hull had no time to run away. The dense bullets turned them into a bloody mist!
Some people even jumped into the water screaming.

“Help! Help!!!” He flapped his hands and waved.

A fish fin appeared above the sea, and the soldier who was calling for help widened his eyes, "Oh my God..."

Wow…

A shark pounced on him and bit his head off!
……

(End of this chapter)