Rise of the Wasteland

Before Colonel Isho's fleet returned, Cancun had fallen into a saturated missile fire strike. The first 'human flesh' warhead dropped, and General Bruchel, who was in charge of commanding the base in Cancun, was deeply deterred.

General Bruchel stood for a long time in front of the huge crater. After a short breath, his face turned pale, and finally he calm down and went to the garrison headquarters again. The shooting star ‘Meteor’ appeared again.

"No ...!" The general and the crowd screamed aloud, everyone thought that this was just a missile warning attack. After all, the first warhead had no charge at all, and the landing point had no special meaning.

However, the subsequent series of warheads continued to appear, completely breaking the illusion in their minds-this is the real Aurora Corps, they will show no mercy, this is to completely destroy Cancun.

"Don't worry, the accuracy of this ballistic missile does not seem to be very high, at most it will destroy secondary targets in some cities, and it will not affect us much." Kiris who came to visit also wanted to comfort the immediate garrison commander.

However, the warheads that fell in succession in the sky completely wiped out the last hope of everyone. Each wave of the Aurora Corps was twelve rounds of salvos, and the first wave of salvos hit different targets.

Ports, airports, garrison barracks and headquarters are taken care of. This is to completely paralyze the enemy's command system in one breath and sever the enemy's resistance and resilience. The specific locations of these key buildings are easy to investigate, and the MIB of the Aurora Corps did something.

A 500-kilogram warhead dropped, and the 150-kilogram warhead charge was enough to create a small earthquake. When the second missile exploded, the whole city was shaking, and the huge destructive power can be felt over a distance of several kilometers.

Eleven rounds of such warheads came in one breath, and a fierce blast burst out one after another. General Bruchelle's feet also kept shaking, which was the energy of the shock wave of the explosion being released along the ground.

The faces of Brucelle and Giris turned pale instantly, especially His Excellency General as Commander of Cancun Garrison. He knows the city very well, and he clearly distinguishes exactly what just exploded?

"My command, my command is over." Bruchel held his head in pain, his mouth exuding miserable misery. He burst into tears, crying like a child.

"His Excellency General." Giris was also stunned by the power of this volley. He called Brucher, but watching the garrison commander collapse, he had no idea.

Before the cataclysm, Giris was a member of the Dialgo family, which was just a drug gang in Mexico. The worst thing they can see is nothing more than bullying the poor ordinary people. The weapons they use are nothing more than guns and grenades.

Not to mention ballistic missiles, ordinary people have not even seen the power of large-caliber artillery!

The 155-millimeter artillery is no more than ten kilograms of charge. This is an authentic heavy artillery. Don't think of a living person within 50 meters of a shot. Although 'M-7' is a parallel imports in ballistic missiles, 150 kilograms of strong explosives are not adulterated at all.

The rising smoke columns rose to hundreds of meters in an instant, and there were eleven such smoke columns in the city. General Brucher looked at the airport, the barracks, and the port. These places were heavily hit. This first wave killed half of the entire Cancun military system.

"General, what do you do now?" Giris looked at Brucher.

At this moment, the whole city was chaotic. Soldiers were running around, and all kinds of military vehicles were ramming. Bruchel looked at Giris, and his mind was completely blank, with no idea at all.

It took a minute or two for Brucher to remember that he was a general and should rush to his post to command. He hurried to the garrison command, where he had suffered three missiles. It was just that he didn't go long, and the second wave of missiles continued to strike.

One wave has already hit Cancun, and the second wave is even worse. The officers in the city originally had to clean up some soldiers and restore their morale. As a result, the second wave of missile attacks directly destroyed the remaining resistance of the army in the city.

The second wave is followed by the third wave, and the third wave is followed by the fourth wave. The Aurora Corps prepared a total of 120 'M-7's for Cancun in one fell swoop in order to establish a prestige. This wealth is definitely a luxury.

As the top of the Dialgo regime, Giris did not follow General Bruchet. He retrieved his subordinates and left Cancun with the fleeing soldiers. He never saw General Bruchel again, nor could he contact him.

Some people say that when His Excellency General returned to Garrison Command, he encountered a second wave of missile attacks. The general who tried to reorganize the army disappeared and became part of countless corpses in the war.

The news of Cancun's destruction spread rapidly on radio waves, and the Aurora Corps publicly announced that it would conduct the Mexican War. The goal was to trap the Diego government in Mexico.

"All Mexican people, I'm Victor Hugo, Captain of the Aurora Corps. I'm calling to you in Havana, Cuba, and I think you all should know who I am.

The Diago regime that now rules you is an evil regime evolved from a drug trafficking gang. The Diago family that governs this regime is but a group of greedy gangsters.

They are incompetent, stupid, cruel, and do not know how to rule a country. All they can do is to exploit and destroy the Mexican people. I think you know better than anyone how many crimes they have committed ~ www.readwn.com ~ It is a shame for human civilization to let such an evil regime exist in the world, and our Aurora Corps is also deeply persecuted by the Diago regime, so we Decided to fight back to eradicate it.

I call on all Mexican people to rise up against the Diego power, which is the power granted to the Mexican people by God. This is a battle of justice, a glorious battle, but this battle is not for me. All sacrifice and death are for the Mexicans themselves.

If Mexicans are afraid, timid, and flinching, I won't blame you. Because countless Mexicans used to do this.

But do you want to be a hero for a minute, or a coward for life? Do you want to continue living a hopeless life, or do you avenge the bad guys who oppress you? I didn't ask this question. I asked the Mexicans who had been tortured by the Diego government.

I want to know what your answer is? "

On the escape route from Cancun, while Giris contacted the family in Mexico City on the radio, he also used the radio to listen to the declaration of war from Havana. He originally thought he would hear a nonsense narrative essay, talking about useless things like human rights and democracy.

But in fact this is a simple and sincere speech.

If it was just nonsense, Giris wasn't scared at all, and the bottom Mexicans didn't feel it at all. But this urges the Mexicans to fight, to sacrifice, and to die makes him feel terrified.

Girith's brain was completely blank, and Mexico is now a dry woodpile. What is missing is a Mars to ignite it. And Victor Hugo's words were a bursting Mars. He immediately realized that the next battle was afraid of being extremely brutal and bloody.

Victor Hugo, this guy is really good at playing with the devil. .

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