Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 399: The inferiors overthrow the superiors!
There is a small canyon town called "Acambaro" between Guanajuato and Mexico State.

It’s only about 300 kilometers away from Mexico City!
It is more than 200 kilometers away from the current rd Marine Division!
Artillery can hit it!

And the headquarters of Popovich's elite "1st Brigade" is here.

Hastings Ike Auchinleck, the British Lieutenant General, was smoking a cigarette and smelled heavily. It had been who knows how long since he had showered...

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was numb, and it could even be said that he was heartbroken.

When he heard that Aldous Windle's troops in northern Guanajuato were defeated and he himself was even killed, he started cursing.

Twenty thousand people!!

Even if there are 20,000 pigs, it’s not that easy!

layman!

Aldous Wendell is an amateur!
Before we could digest this news, Popovich was killed in the presidential palace...

My goodness, your dad is a pig, right?

Otherwise, how could they be two idiots their whole lives?
Lieutenant General Hastings Ike Auchinleck had already sensed the... uneasiness in the air, and he had no urge to "die" for the puppet government in the central region.

He came here to work.

He doesn't know how much Mexico gives to Britain, but Britain gives him 7 US dollars a month!
He heard the news from a "classmate" who worked in the Ministry of National Defense, and he was furious.

Good guy…

It turns out that I came here to earn foreign exchange!

But after calming down, he sent a report to the Ministry of Defense.

I want to go home!

I quit!

But it keeps dragging on...

No reply yet!

Hastings Ike Auchinleck suddenly stood up, and the mosquitoes that were stuck on his body flew up and buzzed in his ears. He grabbed the satellite phone on the table and called Whitehall in Westminster, London directly!
The only person who could contact him directly was Defense Secretary John Healey.

"Hello!" The other party's tone was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

This made Lieutenant General Hastings Ike Auchinleck furious. "John! How is my return report? Damn it, I can't stand it here anymore!"

The other side was silent for a moment, and then he spoke, "Hastings? Don't worry, I'm..."

"Fuck! You're not in a hurry, but I'm about to be surrounded. I might even wake up with my head chopped off tomorrow. You told me not to be in a hurry. You sleep comfortably with a female star in your arms every day, but I'm getting annoyed by this. You must solve this problem for me today!"

If I don't run now, it will be too late. After the 3rd Division penetrated my back, I have no choice but to rush into Michoacan State now, but is it possible?

The 2-man 1.6nd Marine Division held off the fierce attack from the states of Querétaro and Guerrero and their nearly 8 men!
It’s been 3 weeks now...

Didn't move a damn thing.

The enemy was too good at fighting. Lieutenant General Hastings Ike Auchinleck personally went to the front line to watch the battle. Across the Soest River, the enemy's anti-aircraft machine gun positions, artillery positions, and foxholes were densely packed...

Without air support, it was impossible to rush through with artillery alone. When the soldiers were crossing the river in small boats, they were beaten to pieces...

There are still piranhas below...

No bones left!

Logistical support was not in place, and Mexico City was in chaos. It was said that there was a struggle for power and profit. The rich people began to flee, and the poor refugees started to buy for free. The troops on the front line were almost starving.

People run away every day.

Hearing him say this, John Healy became unhappy and asked, "What is my identity and what is your identity?"
"Lieutenant General Hastings! Watch your attitude. You are now a British general and you represent the Queen. You must know what you are doing. You cannot retreat without orders!"

"Then I will surrender Victor and take my soldiers with me. Also, just wait for me to report you, a scum in the army. Don't think I don't know what you have raised outside. Your illegitimate son is still serving as a soldier under me!" Lieutenant General Hastings Ike Auchinleck said viciously and hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, John Healy, who was taking a lunch break in the office cubicle, was startled. Then he sat up abruptly, with panic showing on his face. What a joke, the lieutenant general surrendered?

Do you think we are France?
He called again, but no one answered.

"Damn it! Damn it!" He smashed his cell phone to the ground, and the valuable satellite phone fell apart in an instant. He wanted to run away in a hurry. If this lieutenant general surrendered, he would definitely lose his position.

However, the other party's influence in the army is also very great. After all, he is the protection left by his father. If he comes back, will he cause trouble for him?
Moreover, the other party's final threatening and intimidating tone made him very dissatisfied, even panicked.

I have to say here that, in fact, there is no hatred between them, but rather a connection of interests. The corruption in the British army is from top to bottom, and the buying and selling of official positions is no worse than that in the Soviet Union. What's more interesting is that the senior generals in their army are blatantly hereditary. For example, Lieutenant General Hastings Ike Auchinleck's father, Claude John El Auchinleck, was an Army Marshal!
The army's weapons and equipment are contracted and maintained by private companies, and these senior generals receive kickbacks from them, which is a huge scandal.

If it gets out, not only will my position be in jeopardy, but my life will also be in danger.

Thinking of this, John Healy stopped in his tracks, frowned, and a fierce look flashed across his inverted triangle eyes. He stopped, picked up the phone on the table, and called Tahar Boggs, the director of the British Intelligence Agency.

"Hastings is going to betray the Edinburgh Society!"

Edinburgh is a famous city in the UK, and this club is an alliance of some military, politicians and wealthy people. It was founded in 1897. Funny enough, Lieutenant General Hastings' father, Claude John, was promoted to Field Marshal in 1946 and was also the 9th president...

Europeans and Americans like to organize this meeting and that meeting, which is not generous at all.

After Lieutenant General Hastings hung up the phone, he actually regretted it.

I shouldn't say that I surrendered...

At that time, it was just a thought in my head...

Their family is too deeply tied to Britain, there is no way he would betray it.

Falling into the chair in despair, he rubbed his face vigorously, stood up and re-arranged his tactics. If he couldn't win, then he would break through!
We must not allow ourselves to be surrounded and annihilated here.

After all, I am a general who participated in the Falklands War, not a coward!

But just as he picked up the pen to re-summarize on the map, a noise broke out outside the tent, accompanied by gunshots? !
He was startled and picked up the pistol on the table. Just as he was about to rush out, the black muzzle of a gun was pointed at him.

Four or five people walked in from outside.

The leader was actually his own captain of the guards!
"What are you doing, Carter!"

"General, I don't want to die, and my brothers don't want to die in Mexico!!" Carter was a typical white man, holding a gun in his hand, with a flushed face, shouting loudly, his hands shaking.

"50 US dollars! The Northern Army offered a reward of 50 for your life and accepted our surrender. If we kill you, we can return to England. My wife is still waiting for me. I can't die in Mexico..."

Lieutenant General Hastings' pupils shrank. "No, I can take you back..."

boom! !

Gunshot!

The bullet pierced his left eye and came out from the back of his head. Although he was an old man in his 60s, he was still so strong and didn't say a word.

He fell heavily to the ground.

With eyes wide open, he died with his eyes open.

Carter, who killed the commander, was confused for a moment...

What to do next?
The soldiers who rushed to the scene after hearing the gunshots had a gun battle with the SS. Finally, the area was affected and the entire town of "Acambaro" began to boil!
Without external support, with logistics in disarray and top brass under siege, the 1st Brigade was besieged on all sides. Even the st Brigade said that the collapse of the frontline troops was to be expected.

Throughout thousands of years of war history around the world, who can escape in such an environment?
If the soldiers don't want to die, they can only defeat the enemy with their own strength!

"I want to go home! I don't want to fight! What have I done wrong! What have I done wrong!!!" Carter was the only one left in the Royal Guard. He was trapped in a room, crying and shouting outside.

Finally, in despair, he stuffed the gun into his mouth.

Kill yourself!

boom!
Blood from the back of the head splattered with brain matter, drawing a "freedom" flower on the wall!
...

Iraq. Golden Palace!

This is Saddam's favorite official residence. Many of the buildings inside are made of gold!
The carpets were all imported from Persia, and every inch of land was worth a lot of money. Even the servants had to wear shoe covers while working. If they didn't, Saddam would chop off your legs. According to him, no one could trample on his treasures!
Especially after the first Iraq War, he, known as the "Little Bully of the Middle East", was pinned to the ground and beaten.

The screen looks like this:

A hippopotamus wearing a general's cape and sunglasses pointed at the Eagle Sauce and his minions on the opposite side and said, "You big idiot, if you have the guts to come and fuck me, I'll fuck your ancestors."

A camel wearing a turban was crying at Yingjiang's feet. His teeth were knocked out. He grabbed Yingjiang's pants and said, "Big Pot, he...he hit me! He hit me!!"

At this time, Eagle Sauce was holding a cigarette in his mouth, pointing at the hippopotamus, and said coldly, "Apologize."

"Fuck you!" The hippopotamus raised his middle finger and replied arrogantly, "If you have a temper, kill me!"

"Brothers beat him up!"

More than 30 people, fighting against one person...

Now Saddam's spine is broken and he can only lie on the ground screaming.

His situation is not good now, because of the ten-year Iran-Iraq War, there are many people in the country who are against him. Even if he implements high-pressure rule, but... unless he can keep winning, but he lost!
Lost to the United States.

The group of opponents in the country are ready to make a move, and assassination attempts against him are endless. Now, he is full of suspicion towards everyone and his temper is getting worse and worse.

Now Saddam is sitting on the sofa with his eyes wide open, his fists clenched, his body sitting straight, and his breathing rapid.

The news was playing on it.

A female host wearing a headscarf said with a serious expression, "The Northern Army launched missiles into the Gulf of Mexico. The Pentagon expressed concern. Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, and Nicaragua are worried that the regional situation will further escalate. Canada righteously rebuked Victor's irresponsible behavior and believed that this was a missile attack."

"Tijuana said this was just a routine plan for the year and asked the US not to over-interpret it. According to informed sources, the effective range of the missile launched this time is 3020 kilometers..."

The distance from Tijuana to Washington is exactly 3020 kilometers!

"Currently, the United States and Mexico are about to engage in dialogue regarding the conflict in Texas..."

Saddam picked up the golden ashtray and smashed it!
The expensive TV was smashed and started smoking. I didn’t know what I did to offend him, but it was actually the word “dialogue”.

MD, if Mexico wants to fuck you, you just talk to me. If I scold you, you want to fuck me?

why!
unfair!
"Deng Deng~"

There were footsteps outside, and it was obvious that the person coming was in a good mood. When the second son Kusai came in, he saw the smashed TV and then looked at his father's gloomy expression, and was suddenly startled.

"What are you doing!" Saddam said in a gloomy tone.

His younger brother, Barzan Ibrahim Tikrit, the intelligence minister, who was standing behind him, was about to speak when Qusay shuddered, “Father, I have arrested the dissidents in the Zagros Mountains in the Kurdistan region and executed them!”

Hearing this, Lao Sa's expression softened a little, "Well done."

Kusai was very happy. Ever since his elder brother became "mentally ill", he had been trained to be the crown prince. He also tried his best to show his abilities to his father, and his methods of suppressing domestic opposition were very cruel.

Now he has slowly gained power.

“How is Uday doing lately??”

Who knew, suddenly, Saddam said this.

! ! ! !
Kusai's eyes widened immediately. What did he mean? What was he going to do? Why was his father calling his elder brother at this time?
In the living room, the atmosphere entered a brief period of coldness.

"Hmm?" Saddam turned his head and looked at the two of them with a frown. His younger brother Barzan glanced at Qusay from the corner of his eye. The other's expression looked as if he had eaten shit. He sighed, not knowing what his elder brother was thinking. Why did you ask this at this time?
Of course, Barzan could tell some lies, such as Uday was still dissatisfied and cursed him, but he was too honest and his loyalty to Saddam was 100%!
After a moment's hesitation, he finally told the truth, "Uday has made progress. He is holding a scripture and reading it. He is working harder than before."

Saddam's expression suddenly relaxed. "Go ask him if he knows he is wrong. If he knows, let him get out of here."

Kusai's right eye twitched.

"I understand." Balzan glanced at him and ran to the next room.

Saddam naturally also saw the expression on his youngest son's face. He understood it in his heart, but he felt that as a father, he didn't need to say it.

Should I explain this to my son?
About ten minutes later...

Barzun came back, followed by Uday, who immediately prostrated himself on the ground like a docile lion.

"Father, I know I was wrong!"

"Get up, this is your only chance, don't let me down again."

Uday stood up tremblingly.

"From now on, you will be responsible for eliminating the domestic reactionaries..."

The younger son Qusay's expression changed. Before he could speak, Saddam said, "You are responsible for intelligence and the Baghdad First Brigade Special Guard."

Take control of the military power!
This made his face look a little better.

"From now on, you two brothers must work together, understand?"

Uday turned his head and looked at his brother. His expression was indifferent, but there was still a deep madness hidden in his eyes.

"Of course! My brother and I will certainly assist our father!"

Kusai turned his head away in panic; he was still afraid of his brother.

This madman can really kill people!

"Okay, you guys go out first, brother, you stay."

The two men left obediently, and when they walked out, Qusay wanted to leave, while Uday took a deep breath.

"Kusei!" he shouted, "You must be well. You are the one I love the most!"

The other party ran very fast.

Uday raised the corner of his mouth and turned his head, "Old immortal, what belongs to me will eventually belong to me!"

...

Balzun sat quietly inside.

"You go to Mexico and discuss with Victor about establishing a military alliance with him, and ask him to buy some medium-range missiles."

"Brother, he used to fight us together with the United States."

"There is no permanent hatred, only interests. He is not having a good time now. We need allies to oppose the United States."

"if you can…"

"I can send Kusai as a hostage!"

Balzan's eyes suddenly widened!
Oh, no, bro...

What did your eldest son feed you that made you say this?
If this gets out...

What would Kusai think???
Barzan wanted to persuade the other party, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out. He knew how stubborn Saddam was, and he would ignore you even if you said some things.

Moreover, he recently discovered that his eldest brother had to take drugs every day to fall asleep.

Sometimes he would even have a mental breakdown if he smoked too much.

Have you ever seen him walking around the palace naked?!
All the servants I saw were cleared out...

My eldest brother has gone completely crazy.

After being defeated by the U.S. military, they were like wild dogs that didn’t even dare to bark.

The aura of swallowing up mountains and rivers is long gone.

Hey!
……

(End of this chapter)