Working as a police officer in Mexico

Mexico, Military and Political Building.

That is, the location of the Ministry of National Defense, located at the foot of Mount Tepeya.

The round table conference room on the top floor was full of senior executives.

Deputy Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Edward Fritz Blomberg held a stick and pointed to the projector behind him to explain.

"The US military is often proficient in weapons and forgets to exercise their will. It can be seen in the Gulf War that they prefer to bomb the enemy with high-precision weapons. This is their advantage and our disadvantage."

No one can say that they are ahead of the United States in terms of weapons...

TMD, they must have caught aliens on the moon and burned their butts with cigarette butts!

"In view of this comparison of the advantages and disadvantages of the enemy and us, the General Staff believes that we should not fight them in the wild, but put the main battlefield in their important cities, fight street battles with the US military, and use the "cold gun mode" to fight the US military at close range."

Street fighting!

These two words sound a bit scary.

No matter how elite the troops are, they will be scared when facing this kind of combat method...

Because you don't know from which room or which sewer the "magic soldier" will come out and shoot you.

Lieutenant General Edward Fritz Blomberg tapped his palm with a stick, his face calm, "The weakest link of the US military, I personally think, is its top leaders, who don't care about the lives of ordinary soldiers. 336 and 337 divisions with more than 10,000 people entered San Diego. This is one of the largest ship bases of the US military. They will not give up so willingly, so they will definitely try their best to take this city back."

"But when the casualties exceed a certain number..."

"The US army without the support of faith will have a mental breakdown!"

"This is just your guess, Lieutenant General Blomberg, what if the US military does not collapse?" Army Chief Erich Ludendorff asked with a frown.

"You know, it is easier for them to replenish supplies than us. Even if a team collapses, they can pull in new troops."

The people next to him nodded slowly when they heard his words, thinking that there was some truth in it.

"So, the battlefield is one of our means, but in order to win, we should also use some off-field tactics..."

Blomberg signaled the projector to change a page, and with a click, a photo popped up.

The person on it was chubby, and his eyes were squeezed into a slit by his cheeks.

But this person has the rank of major general.

"Zachary O'Brien, director of the U.S. Army Logistics and Pensions Department, he has been in this position for 10 years. According to the intelligence we have, he embezzled pensions of about 272 U.S. soldiers, as high as more than 37 million U.S. dollars..."

Victor, who was sitting in the main seat, became interested and adjusted his sitting posture, "No family members came to the door?"

"They were all sent away by the Pensions Department with various excuses. In addition to these, the expenses of more than 200 disabled U.S. soldiers have not been paid. The oldest veteran can be traced back to the North Korean period."

President Kwaukmot immediately smelled the "crisis" here, and his eyes lit up.

"Then can we use this incident to sow discord between the government and the grassroots soldiers?"

"Of course."

"Besides, the military has a history of suppressing veterans. Maybe many Americans have forgotten, but we can help them recall it." Edward Fritz Blomberg smiled a little sinisterly.

"No one wants to die, and his wife will hold the young children and elderly parents in the slum area and live on relief food every day."

This actually makes sense. Why do we rarely see Americans voluntarily "die for the country"?

Is it really because the US government allows surrender?

Don't be so mean.

The second article of the US "Code of Conduct for Members of the National Armed Forces" emphasizes that surrender is not allowed.

Only "forced surrender" is allowed. What is forced? Isn't it just being captured?

Some surrendered soldiers have to go to military court when they come back.

The famous "Japanese-American Battle of Bataan Peninsula!" More than 70,000 US troops surrendered.

General Edward King, who led the team, knew that he would settle accounts, but why did he do so?

First of all, he must be isolated and helpless, and it was frustrating to fight. Secondly, he also understood that the US government was not a good person. If you died, it would be impossible for them to actually give you any subsidies.

You want money?

Would the congressmen be willing to approve it?

"Pragmatic" American soldiers have always been selfish, which is why 70,000 people were willing to surrender at the same time.

"Old soldiers never die, they are just in the tracks." Casare said this out of the blue at this time.

Air Force Chief General Zolf Sherman, who was drinking tea, couldn't catch his breath, turned his head and sprayed it directly.

He started to cough violently.

He waved to Victor, who was sitting in the main seat, and said, "Sorry, General."

Emperor Wei also laughed teasingly, "I wonder if MacArthur was beaten up by old soldiers in hell."

Everyone present laughed, and the tense atmosphere was instantly diluted.

When you regard Wu Fu as a stubborn stone, Wu Fu will tell you the reality. It is obvious that the Americans have not studied Chinese history carefully, otherwise they would know that the American soldiers are very patriotic for not becoming "Wei Bo Ya Bing".

Isn't that what capitalism is like, use them and throw them away.

In China, if a soldier is disabled for the country, the country will support him no matter what.

Why?

Because he knows that if he is raised and there is a war, one soldier on the front line can be used as three.

Boom boom.

Victor knocked on the table, and everyone's smiles faded away. They sat upright and glanced at him, "It is precisely because of the lessons learned from the United States that we have a military-first policy. No one can destroy the construction of the army. Violators will be punished as treason." !”

Hearing his words, Casare also had a look on his face.

As for whether it will develop a "military special class", the money to support the army is better than paying it to the United States later.

"Leave the task of driving a wedge between the top brass of the government and the bottom soldiers to the intelligence services, Jeff Bennett, okay?"

The director of Mexico's Counterintelligence Bureau, who was sitting in the corner, stood up when his name was swiped, and his expression tightened.

"Absolutely accomplished the mission!"

Victor nodded with satisfaction and raised his hands. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard the air defense siren suddenly go off.

Chief of Guard Joseph Joffre rushed in from the outside with people from the Secret Service, "General, the US military air force is invading the airspace, please take cover first."

"Why panic!"

"Are the anti-aircraft units around Mexico City vegetarian? Call Albert Kesselring and shoot those sons of bitches down!"

"Fight him down, and I'll give him a medal myself!"

"yes!"

…

Mexico has initially established a militarized radar system.

Any UFO that comes in can be quickly locked.

And an air defense force was also formed...

With this kind of high-precision troops, Victor would immediately attack them!

Because a qualified missile soldier, radar soldier, and communications soldier all rely on experience.

The quality of Mexico's original soldiers is simply unmatched...

Former soldiers…

It welcomes all comers and is simply a "cradle of drug dealers."

Belief?

If you don't kill good people and take credit, you already have a conscience.

Well…

Actually, I don’t know if there is.

Mexican police and Thai police are actually the same.

It's just like Pol Pot telling a joke - win!

All the tens of thousands of people that Victor had previously recruited were brought under the front-line troops to serve as squad leaders, deputy squad leaders, platoon leaders and other grassroots positions. Otherwise, they would not be able to stand up.

There are still about 20,000 soldiers in Goldfinger, and a five-year air defense soldier needs about 200,000 points...

400,000 in ten years!

If you are an officer, the cheapest one starts at 500,000.

Before the war started, Victor had nearly 8 billion points, all of which were hard earned.

Especially members of the Red Shoe Club, their prices are even higher and their positions are high...

Much more than drug dealers.

It illustrates a truth. Killing these bastards will lead to the beginning.

The most serious crimes are committed by those with power.

This is one of the reasons why Victor can only be "idealistic".

Just the Latin American region has caused its points to skyrocket, not to mention the Golden Triangle?

When the world's bastards are slaughtered, the United States will have to say that Mexico is abusing aliens on the moon.

Victor directly spent 4 billion of the 8 billion to exchange for 8,000 "air defense soldiers" with ten years of experience to form an air defense regiment directly under the military. The remaining 3 billion points were allocated to obtain a batch of MIM-104 patriotic or anti-aircraft missiles…

He wanted to see if American missiles could shoot down American planes.

The commander of this force was Albert Kesselring.

In a canyon in the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains, about 200 kilometers away from Mexico City.

The surroundings are lush green, overgrown with weeds, and extremely quiet. You can even hear the hoarse sounds of unknown creatures.

But now...

A short sound sounded in this unknown canyon.

Then I saw an amazing scene.

The mountains on both sides of the canyon opened up, and five missile vehicles wrapped in green plants drove out from inside.

This mountain is actually empty? !

⊙⊙! !

If you can walk in, you can see that there are many rooms separated by equipment.

"Report to the battalion commander, air condition in the distance, batch 01, bearing 067, distance 200, batch 02, bearing 069, distance 210!"

"Missiles raised!" The lieutenant colonel sitting in the command position held a walkie-talkie.

They saw that the five missile launch vehicles in the canyon outside had been fixed, and they all raised their heads.

"Lock the location!"

"locking!"

"volley!"

Boo hoo hoo…

Five missile trucks and 20 MIM-104 Patriot air defense missiles flew into the sky with anger.

One piece costs about 4 million US dollars...

Compared with fighter jets, it is quite cheap.

But it’s not something ordinary people can afford, Victor?

He cheated!

At this time, at an altitude of 29,000 feet, a U.S. Air Force formation took off from Holloman Air Force Base in New Mexico and came directly from the sky above Juarez.

Nine B-52 bombers, escorted by 23 F-15E fighter jets, headed towards Mexico City.

Their purpose is simple...

Bombing the capital of the Mexican army can have a great impact on their frontline troops.

And also used this method to tell Victor...

Who are you to dare to play this with us?

Aerial raid bombing has always been the specialty of the US military.

and…

They don't think any air defense system can hit them.

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Both the U.S. Defense Intelligence Agency and the CIA have confirmed that Mexico does not have new generation air defense weapons...

I confirmed it with Sister Yangyang...

This is one of the reasons why the U.S. Air Force is so unscrupulous.

The team was led by Colonel Alexander Jokic, who is also a recipient of the U.S. Army’s Silver Star and Air Force Medal of Honor, similar to the Golden Helmet.

"The weather is really nice today." He was driving a B-52, looking at the white clouds outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

The co-pilot was a lieutenant colonel and his adjutant, a pilot of Germanic descent.

"I originally made an appointment to accompany my daughter to a movie today, but damn, I missed the appointment again."

"However, I think it will be too late when I get rid of the bomb and go back."

the first officer said with a smile.

Colonel Alexander Jokic doesn’t know why he always feels a little uncomfortable with these words...

It means rejecting it from the heart.

But he didn't say that, after all, for bombers, they find the target, drop their weapons, turn around and leave, and he also knows that Mexico only has dozens of fighter jets "stolen" from who knows where...most of them are antiques from World War II. .

"Sir, your coffee." The crew member walked into the cockpit with coffee and looked at the operating system that filled the screen with envy.

"Thanks."

Colonel Alexander Jokic took it, and as soon as it was brought to his mouth, the plane bumped and it all fell on him.

It was so hot that he screamed.

Get busy dusting your clothes.

"Beep beep beep!"

"Alarm! Alarm!"

The red alarm above his head suddenly sounded. He looked left and right in confusion, and finally looked at the first officer.

"Superman, Superman, here is the rooster..." The first officer was about to ask what was going on.

I heard someone on the public channel shout, "Missiles!"

"Mach 6!"

"Get closer quickly!"

Colonel Alexander Jokic suddenly became excited and took the microphone, "Are you kidding? 29,000 feet (9,000 meters). Does Mexico have missiles that can fly that high?"

"Try to break away!!"

As soon as he gave the order, he saw an F16 on the edge of the formation group trying to escape. He just turned around and saw with the naked eye...

It's too late.

boom!

The bomb exploded and fragments flew around like murder weapons.

An aircraft fragment about 1 meter long struck the B-52 bomber in the middle like a sharp blade.

A hole was directly separated from its wing, and the fragment was still stuck in it...

The wings shook vigorously, and the next second...

Snap!

It broke directly, and the B-52 bomber nicknamed "Kangaroo" fell straight down.

"Patriot! Patriot missiles!"

Colonel Alexander Jokic also panicked and quickly contacted the base.

But this is the time...

Dozens of patriots emerged from all directions.

The canyon is just a launch point, and there are almost a dozen such launch points...

The main focus is to be flexible and maneuverable to avoid being overwhelmed.

F16 can rely on flexible movement to temporarily avoid...

But it's not easy for a "behemoth in the air" like the B-52. When fully loaded, it weighs 220 tons. It's great if it can fly. But you still want to do evasive maneuvers?

It’s an aerial “target drone!”

So much was said, but it only happened in the blink of an eye.

Patriot missiles rush into the formation like a wolf into a flock of sheep...

The whole sky resounded with crackling explosions.

On a mountaintop in the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains, a child was herding sheep and reading a little book.

Suddenly he heard a sheep roaring, and before he could scold him, there was an explosion above his head.

He jerked his neck in fright.

I raised my head in horror and saw fireballs falling rapidly from the sky...

"mom!"

"Mother!!"

He ran down the mountain crying in fear, "The sun is falling!!"

The sheep also fled in panic and panic.

And in the city below.

Everyone almost heard the loud noise in the air.

There are people standing in the street.

Someone was standing on the balcony of a high-rise building, holding a telescope.

"Oh my God!"

A fat man licked his dry lips and looked at this scene with the same disbelief.

How many planes would have to fall?

"Quick! Go and take a look. The crash site is in the suburbs. Also, there will definitely be a reward for catching the pilot!"

Someone among the residents watching the excitement shouted, and a group of young people's eyes lit up.

You also know...

Many single young men were very courageous. When they heard this, they got on their motorcycles and ran outside.

Outside the city of Hidalgore.

A pilot who parachuted out of an F16 finally cut off his parachute before he could breathe.

I saw a dozen motorcycles appearing on the path in the field, with people sitting behind them.

They hold in their hands…

kitchen knife?

shovel?

And...bricks?

When I saw the American pilot, my eyes lit up.

According to the "Wartime Regulations", if a resident performs a major meritorious service, the minimum reward is 200,000 U.S. dollars and the maximum reward is 1 million U.S. dollars. Medals will be awarded based on the merits and will be notified nationwide!

These last four words are the most attractive.

What young person doesn't want to be famous?

Seeing these Mexicans, the pilot took out his pistol in horror and shouted, "Don't come close!"

Fired at the person who was running in front of them.

Bang~

The man fell to the ground after being hit in the abdomen, holding his abdomen and struggling.

The crowd was silent.

Before the pilot could show his happiness, he saw a brick in one of his hands smashing at him.

A group of people followed suit.

The pilot was dizzy and dazed...

The gun in his hand was not held steady in extreme fear and fell to the ground.

He panicked and wanted to pick it up immediately, but could the Mexican young man do what he wanted?

He rushed over with a strange cry and put him on the ground directly, then rode on him, punching him left and right.

The people next to him came up and kicked him in the face.

"Don't hit me in the face! Don't hit me in the face! I surrender!" the pilot cried.

But...

Mexicans speak Spanish, and many people don't understand English at all. Seeing that you are still shouting, they think you are not convinced, so they beat you more fiercely.

When the police force of Hidalgo finally arrived, everyone was a pig head.

His face was covered in bruises and his hair was pulled out.

"Come on, tie him up in the car and parade him through the streets!" the leading police officer waved his hand and said.

"Officer, Anderson is dying." Someone said while holding the injured companion.

The police ran over and saw that his face was pale. They asked someone to lift him into the car and send him to the hospital.

"Don't worry, Anderson. I will definitely take care of your girlfriend for you." Someone shouted.

The injured Mexican youth suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at the other party, and fainted.

He must have wanted to thank the other party's mother.

...