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In the following days, 12 Devil Birds took turns entering Mexico in an open and honest manner every day, with auxiliary fuel tanks attached. The Devil Birds, which are specially used for patrol and reconnaissance, have a range of up to 2,000 kilometers and can detect areas within a radius of 1,000 with Juarez and Tijuana as the center.

All areas within kilometers.

The mission of these devil birds is to cooperate with the U2 reconnaissance aircraft in the sky to conduct low-altitude close-up observations of relatively key areas and further confirm suspicious locations on the map.

Faced with the devil birds that entered the country at will, the Mexican military did not dare to let out a single fart.

protest?

The United States has said that this is an Umbrella Company aircraft, not the U.S. military. Your Mexican military can completely warn them. If the other party does not obey, then you can shoot it down at will. We, the United States, do not care!

The problem is, it sounds nice to say it, but it won’t be the case if it’s actually shot down!

Besides, the umbrella is easy to mess with?

Pooh!

I can’t control it, I don’t care!

The most fearful ones are the drug criminals. They clearly saw the protective devil bird flying over their plantation, and the Sam-7 and Stinger in their hands were locked, but they did not dare to launch, not to mention whether they could be shot down.

, it will be a big trouble if it is launched!

There are not just one or two drug gangs in Mexico. Even though they usually challenge the police and the government, no one dares to take the lead at this time. They just want others to jump out and fight with the umbrella to the death!

None of this has anything to do with Sean. His order is very clear: find marijuana plantations and poppy plantations within 1,000 kilometers of the border.

Originally, Mexico mainly cultivated marijuana to supply Americans. However, in recent years, poppies have been introduced from Asia and the cultivation area has been gradually expanded.

In just one week, through analysis of satellite maps and photos taken by the U2 reconnaissance aircraft, through the second close investigation of the Devil Bird, and with the comparison of intelligence provided by Jonas and Colombia, 458 cannabis plantations have been discovered, 182

poppy cultivation area.

These places were marked on the map. Sean was a little stunned when he saw it. Damn it, it's so arrogant and blatant!

This is just a week's cursory investigation, the ones exposed are those that are not concealed enough, and the scope is only within 1,000 kilometers of the border.

According to analysis by the intelligence department, the actual number of drug plantations within 1,000 kilometers of the border should be three times that, and the largest cultivation area in Mexico is not within 1,000 kilometers of the border.

The most developed areas of Mexico's drug industry are Sinaloa, Michoacán, Jalisco, and Mazatlan, all in the central and western coastal areas of Mexico.

Of course, these things will not just be given to Sean for a look, but will also be sent to the Foot Covering Building and the White House.

Old Bu took this information and once again gave a speech in the square in front of the White House. The effect of the speech was very good. After all, there were pictures and truth. This was not a slap in the face, but a real deal.

It is irrefutable that the anti-Mexico trend in the United States has intensified for a time.

What is this called?

This is the voice of the people!

In this context, Sean directly ordered the bombing of these plantations!

It's bombing, using aerial bombs, not incendiary bombs.

Most of them are in mountainous areas. Once incendiary bombs are used, it can easily cause large-scale wildfires, which will become a big problem.

After all the Devil Bird fighter jets deployed in South America and Asia were transferred back to the United States, Sean gave the order and 24 Devil Bird fighter jets were loaded with bombs and took off.

Perhaps it was equipped with bombs instead of auxiliary fuel tanks, so the momentum of the Devil Bird that took off this time was different.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

Without the permission of the White House, without reporting to the Foot Covering Building, and without notifying the Mexican authorities, the bombing began.

Originally, Sean thought that these Mexican drug criminals who dared to fight against the government forces would fight back without hesitation. After all, the drug traffickers had no shortage of individual anti-aircraft missiles, because many of them were sold by Yuri...

Drug criminals are very generous, give money easily, and the prices are high.

But the news coming back from the front was that the drug dealers' troops simply hid and were just allowed to be bombed by the devil birds without even releasing a single fart!

Sean was very unhappy. If you don’t resist the hell, what’s the point of me moving alone?

Change to cluster bombs!

Replace with cloud bombs!

The effect of the aerial bomb is very poor, and the crater it creates is not small, but the shock wave it creates stops at a distance of more than 100 meters. It is effective at destroying marijuana with a height of 1-3 meters, but it is only effective against poppy, which is only one meter high.

The plants on the left and right will not work.

A small plantation only has dozens of hectares, so even if a one-ton aerial bomb is dropped, the area of ​​impact will not be large.

What Sean can't understand is that for a whole week, the Mexican pan-drug cartel, which is arrogant and domineering and has a reputation spread all over the world, has been acting like a coward, not letting out a single fart.

Even Mexican television newspapers did not carry any relevant reports, and the Mexican government remained silent.

If Sean hadn't confirmed that the people below were really bombing, he would have suspected that he was hallucinating!

No, are you so cowardly?

Mexican drug criminal: If it weren’t for the U.S. military standing behind you, I still wouldn’t dare...

Isn't this nonsense? Pablo was so awesome before. He claimed to have 80,000 troops and challenged the Colombian government head-on. As a result, you shamelessly used ballistic missiles.

As for that, ah!

Just asking you, what's the matter?

Just beating a drug criminal, ballistic, crazy!

Good guy, Pablo's bones have been smashed, and his wife has been played with.

That's still separated from the United States by the Caribbean Sea!

Now that Mexico is adjacent to the United States, who dares to challenge it?

Drug criminals just want to make some money, they are not crazy!

…

Seeing that Mexico was just pretending to be dead, Sean had no choice but to go there himself.

The Golden Palace arrived in Mexico City, the capital of Mexico, and was personally picked up by President Carlos Salinas. The pick-up etiquette was also done at the presidential level, which highlighted the grandeur.

At this time, you still have to pay attention to your demeanor and be reserved!

After completing a set of procedures, Sean said directly to the camera that he came to Mexico this time at the invitation of President Carlos Salinas to communicate with the Mexican side on how to better combat drug crimes.

Carlos Salinas was stunned for a moment, when did I invite you?

Of course, in front of the camera, Carlos Salinas said with a serious face: "Drug crimes have always plagued Mexico. We are actively seeking help from the United States and hope to combat the arrogance of pan-drug groups!"

There was no party this time, and Sean wasn't interested in Mexican food.

Private interview in the President's office.

"There are no outsiders here. What do Mr. Carlos think about the problem of domestic drug syndicates?" Sean asked straight to the point.

"It's difficult." Carlos shook his head, "Almost impossible."

"Why?"

"It's not that the government doesn't want to exterminate drug criminals, nor is it that the government army can't defeat drug criminals, but it's just that it can't afford the loss." Carlos stopped pretending and spread his hands and said: "Every time they start a war against gangs and drug criminals, they will cause chaos in the city.

The riots were so widespread that the people became the ultimate victims, and the government could not afford such losses."

"Like Colombia?" A smile appeared on Sean's lips.

"It's like Colombia!" Carlos nodded.

What Carlos did not mention was how many people the drug industry chain supports. Tens of billions of dollars in cash enter Mexico every year because of drug gangs. What is actually taken by drug leaders is a small part, and the remaining funds are used for

To support his team, part of it is spread across the industry chain including planting, manufacturing, transportation, etc.

Hundreds of thousands or millions of people rely on this industry chain to support themselves.

Of course, it is also the best way to balance the trade deficit.

Drug trafficking has been firmly bound to Mexico's economy and is inseparable.

Sean knows this, Carlos knows this, and the U.S. government knows this, so... "When do you think NAFTA will be signed?"

Carlos Salinas: (spoken)

Aren’t we talking about drug criminals? Why did this topic jump to the North American Free Trade Agreement?

"You, you, you..." Carlos stood up and pointed at Sean in astonishment, unable to speak completely.

Having said all this, he still doesn't understand why the United States suddenly pays attention to the drug problem.

The poisonous thing happened not just in a day or two, but in decades, so it felt so sudden.

Good guy, it turns out that’s why!

"You guys, you are just being hooligans!" Carlos was furious. The failure to sign the trade agreement is not Mexico's fault, is it?

"Ahem, watch your words. Combating drug crimes is universally justified. It is a universal value, recognized by the whole world, and approved by the United Nations." Sean looked at Carlos coldly.

.

Carlos gasped, Damn, damn Americans, gangsters, the biggest gangsters in the world!

"Calm down." Sean put on a smile, raised his hand and pressed it down, "Sit down, sit down and talk. Is there anything that cannot be discussed? Is this free trade agreement good for Mexico?"

"I believe the answer is yes, there are benefits!"

"Then actively cooperate and sign the agreement. It's good for everyone, because this kind of thing has hurt the centuries-old relationship between the United States and Mexico, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"I believe that President Carlos is a sensible person and one of the great presidents of Mexico. He does not act out of emotion."

Carlos sighed, if he couldn't defeat the United States... "This is not something I can sign if I want to. The issues here are very complicated."

"Simplify a complex problem and tell me what the problem is." Sean asked with a smile.

"To put it simply, the interests of all parties cannot be balanced, many conditions cannot be reached, and many people in the country have strong objections. Mexico is not my decision alone." Carlos said in a low voice.

"I heard, just heard, that the drug problem is deeply rooted in Mexico. Many government officials are inextricably linked to drug criminals. Many of them work for drug criminals and serve as their protection." Sean crossed his legs.

Looking at Carlos with a half-smile.

"What do you want to say?" Carlos frowned again, why did he jump to the issue of drug addicts again.

"I heard one thing. The disintegration of the Soviet Union is imminent. The hearts of some participating countries are in turmoil and the social system is on the verge of collapse. Many people are looking for ways to escape from this chaotic vortex. Many people are taking advantage of the chaos to make a fortune." Sean looked mysterious.

He said: "Some time ago, a nuclear bomb was smuggled out of Kazakhstan. According to the information I received, it was bought by the Mexican pan-drug cartel at a high price to threaten the government and stabilize its own pan-drug cartel."

Carlos:???

Looking at Sean in confusion, what is all this?

"This is a nuclear bomb, a weapon of mass destruction. If it is in the hands of drug criminals, it is irresponsible to the people of the world and a disaster. This is absolutely not allowed. The United States will definitely ask the United Nations to send an investigation team." Sean raised his eyebrows.

, looked at Carlos with a smile, "Of course, we will conduct the investigation based on the principles of fairness, fairness, and openness. We will never let a good person go, and we will never unjustly accuse a bad person."

"Ah, you are wronging the good people and letting the bad people go!"

Carlos looked devastated, I really think your last sentence is true!

Besides, drug criminals, are there any fucking good people out there!

If this is really a bullshit investigation team, Mexico will never have peace!

"You, you, you, you are just a bunch of drug criminals, where are they going to get nuclear bombs!" Carlos wanted to curse, but he understood what Sean meant, which was to force the drug criminals to deal with the government officials and congressmen who objected.

Drug criminals have a bottom line, and they will use any means!

"You can't say that, I have evidence!" As he said that, Sean took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them over.

Carlos took it over. The photo was a little blurry. It was dark. There were several people in camouflage uniforms standing around a car. There was a box pulled on the car. There were many Russian words on the box.

In another picture, the box was opened, and several people standing next to it were looking over it. Inside was a cone-shaped iron product.

After careful identification, these people did indeed look Mexican. Carlos could still distinguish this, as well as their clothes.

"Are you sure this is a nuclear bomb!" Carlos couldn't believe it. He had never seen a nuclear bomb.

"I'm sure, I've seen it before!" Sean nodded heavily.

"No, how have you ever seen a Soviet nuclear bomb?" Carlos raised his head and stared at Sean with a frown.

Sean:???

"Ahem, I've seen the photos. The United States gives the CIA so much money every year. It can't get nuclear bombs. A few photos are still fine, and there are specific parameters." Sean said calmly.

Carlos tilted his head and looked at Sean, feeling something was wrong.

He could see that, including the previous bombings, they were just flexing muscles. Everything was just to force the drug gang to do things and help him get rid of those government officials who raised objections.

These pan-drug syndicates in Mexico have done a lot of things like bribing, threatening, and assassinating government officials. They will definitely do it this time. They don't even need Sean to express his position. As long as someone spreads the word, those guys who only have money in their eyes will do it.

Everything can be done.

Even if the obstacle is himself, the president...