Working as a police officer in Mexico

Pension embezzlement!

Collecting "taxes" from the families of fallen soldiers!

The outside world has its own practices, and the military has its own rule of law!

Rommel of the Fourth Army called the division headquarters one by one and cursed everyone.

"If you can't solve it, then I will solve you and retire on the spot!"

This was unacceptable. The four divisions and the Guards Division immediately began an internal anti-corruption campaign.

The other armies also sensed something was wrong, because this was not an isolated case!

The 179th Division of the Fifth Army was about to be awarded the honorary title of "Combat Vanguard" by the military because of its bravery in the U.S. Navy's beach landing. The entire division was also to be recognized as a first-class hero, and it seemed that they were about to "rise to prominence."

Something big happened!

A soldier grandfather who died in the "Sotorra Marina Landing" battle and his wife came to the entrance of the division carrying three chickens and a sheep...

Under the puzzled gazes of passers-by and sentries, he knelt down directly!

The old man kowtowed vigorously...

The soldier's wife cried out, "Sir, this is all we have in our house. I give it all to you. Please give me my husband's pension."

Every word makes me cry!

Stunned!

The sentry at the door was at a loss as to what to do, and the passers-by were stunned as they watched this scene...

It’s only because there are no smartphones now, otherwise you would be on the hot search list in minutes!

But this is not pleasant.

At that time, Lieutenant General Luigi Cadorna, the deputy commander of the Fifth Army, was coming to offer condolences.

The sky really exploded.

The faces of Otto Moritz Walter Model and several senior officials who accompanied him turned green, then black, and then purple.

The deputy commander said with a gloomy face, "You are trying to kill the general!" and then left.

The 179th Division was "suspended" from the evaluation of first-class merit by the Fifth Army.

Otto Moritz Walter Model suspended his personal awards.

Ruining someone's future is like killing their parents...

"Guard Battalion Assemble!"

When the division commander received the news, he was furious and surrounded the Tamaulipas state office with his men.

It is said that…

The 100mm artillery was pointed at the office.

And on May 5th.

The Mexican Army News published an article: "Don't let the heroes shed blood and tears!"

It says this:

"We have bad people among us, and they are trying to destroy our hard-earned achievements! They want to go back to the old ways for their own selfish desires. The Mexican army and the Mexican people will not allow this!"

The whole army was shocked!

May 6th.

Mexico's national television news made the incident public at seven o'clock in the afternoon. The public was in an uproar. Everyone was angry and demanded that the person behind the scenes be severely punished!

The Ministry of Defense at the foot of Mount Tepeya.

Office of the Director of the Logistics and Pensions Support Department!

Everett Webster paced back and forth in panic. He was the one who had previously said not to panic after Kennedy's "warning", but now... he was more panicked than anyone else!

Bang bang bang~

There was a knock on the door.

"who!"

He turned his head suddenly like a frightened bird.

"Long live the 442nd Regiment!" someone at the door said in a low voice.

Everett Webster's eyes lit up, he hurried to open the door, and saw two... lieutenants standing outside.

"Quick, come in!"

"Did Deputy Commander Vasily ask you to come? So? Does he have a solution?"

The slogan "Long Live 442" became popular among a group of rebel officers from the "former 442 Regiment". They formed an organization, helped each other, promoted each other, and were quite influential in the army, especially in the Fourth Army.

The two lieutenants looked at each other when they heard his words.

"General Everett, Commander Vasily said that he has been very kind to you and hopes that you can take responsibility for it yourself."

Everett Webster was startled, and then his expression suddenly changed. "What do you mean? Is he going to take the blame on me?"

"He's betraying me..."

"General, you got this position because of the army commander's efforts. Your wife and children also have the life they have today because of him. You should be grateful." A lieutenant with a sharp chin said sternly.

The tone sounded like he was recalling for the other person, but wasn't it also... threatening the other person?

Everett Webster's pupils shrank, and he became quiet in an instant. He collapsed to the ground, as if all his energy had been drained away...

"I...I'm going to turn myself in."

After a while, he finally said in despair.

"Only dead people don't talk much." The other party said with narrowed eyes.

Before Everett could react, two people rushed over, one covered his mouth and the other lifted his legs and moved towards the window!

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Stop it! I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

He cried and struggled, and the other party was so angry that he punched him on the head, making him dizzy and losing strength in his hands and feet.

Open the window...

Push it hard like lifting a pig!

"ah!!!"

A staff member on the lower floor was working and drinking coffee. He glanced outside casually and saw a figure falling down.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud thumping sound from below.

?

? ?

"Ah! Someone jumped off the building!" He spat out his coffee and ran to the window in panic. Everyone in the office gathered around him, and heads popped out from below...

Then I saw Chief Everett Webster lying on the ground in a "big" shape, with his eyes wide open and blood seeping all over the place.

Many female staff members watched this scene and screamed in horror.

The two lieutenants saw the man fall, picked up the things that were kicked over, and then prepared to leave.

As soon as I opened the door...

There were six burly men standing outside, looking at him fiercely.

The leader held up his documents.

"Thirteen Guardians, do you two want to resist?"

The two lieutenants' faces turned pale.

Quietly reach out your hand...

There was no resistance, nor did I dare to resist!

There is a saying circulating among the people: The Thirteen Guardians are not afraid of your resistance, but they are afraid of your not resisting. The military power is granted and they will execute first and report later.

Finished...

The "442 Group Organization" is about to be cleaned up!

…

In the "Sonora Liberation Cemetery", at the foot of a mountain 60 kilometers west of Hermosillo, the capital of Sonora State, more than 500 "anti-drug heroes" who died are lying here.

And a statue stands, he stares into the distance, with his deeds written below:

"Alvarez Decre, March 11, 1978 - July 21, 1990, was a confidential staff officer of the 442nd Infantry Regiment of the 64th Brigade of Mexico. On July 2, he led his troops in an uprising and fought a bloody battle in the industrial zone. He was killed at the age of 22!"

"I still remember the letter I wrote to him in person. I told him that the new country needed him. He joined us without hesitation and sacrificed himself on the front line without hesitation. It has been almost two years."

Victor reached out and touched his face, his tone was quite heavy, and Casare behind him also had a solemn expression.

There were the bloody clothes of the fallen enemy and a painting on a white paper. On the painting was a blue sky, a family of four working on the ground, an old man at the door leaning on the door sill and smiling, with a yellow dog squatting at his feet.

It is also collected in the "Mexican Anti-Drug Museum".

A great warrior!

Victor held out his hand and the waiter poured the wine into the glass, but he took it away and said, "No need to be so troublesome."

He tapped the wine gently on the sculpture and clinked glasses.

"I have kept my promise, Alvarez. Drug dealers will never show up in my territory again. We no longer have to worry about the foxtail grass in our hometown turning into a man-eating strain."

"I didn't do anything wrong to the 442nd Regiment. Vasily became the deputy commander. He was only 26 years old. I didn't treat them unfairly. But why are people...not satisfied?"

Victor raised his head and drank the pound of white wine in one gulp!

The water stains slid down from the corners of his mouth, and the sculpture looked at him quietly...

“Boss, boss, don’t drink anymore…” Casare tried to grab his hand, but Victor struggled hard and he could only stand there helplessly.

After Victor finished drinking, he smashed the bottle with force, his eyes slightly reddened, "Alvarez! No one can destroy our fruits. If a traitor appears on the road of common progress, even if he is a comrade, even if he is a comrade!"

He paused, gritting his teeth, "I will also cut off his head without hesitation!"

"Mexico does not belong to me alone, it belongs to the ideal, to the world, and to every human being who loves peace and freedom!"

"Don't blame me."

Victor gave the sculpture a heavy hug. He was like a drunk man, but his decisiveness seemed as if he had made some kind of decision.

The sculpture of Alvarez looked at their departing backs, and the corners of its eyes... were actually a little moist?

Someone is bound to stop on the road together...

Please don't be sad...

Our ideal country will eventually come true!

Long live!

Casare followed behind his boss. He could feel that the other party was in pain. Maybe they had a close relationship, but didn't Victor regard everyone who fought for Mexico as a brother?

All I can say is…

After all, human hearts are savage.

…

Tijuana, Fourth Army Headquarters!

Deputy Commander Vasily had a gloomy face and his right eyebrow was twitching. He looked up at the clock on the wall.

Why haven't people come back yet?

Something happened? ! !

He was startled and stood up immediately, feeling a little uneasy.

No, I can't stay here.

Ding-a-ling~

The phone on the table suddenly rang. He stared at it and grabbed it. The voice on the other end was urgent, "Run!"

His face suddenly changed, and his uneasiness magnified. He took out a pistol from the drawer, then took out an MP5 submachine gun from the bookcase behind him, filled the bullet bag, and then wrapped it in military uniform and rushed out the door.

The first idea was to go to the 442nd Regiment of the 338th Division. That was the number of the old unit. I used my position to provide a lot of help. The regiment commander was also my man. Otherwise... I would just rebel.

But this thought went around in my head and then disappeared.

Because it's unrealistic...

You're in the military and you're trying to stage a coup, good fellow...

Believe it or not, the brothers below will kill you!

You should know that most of the tens of thousands of reinforcements for the Fourth Army were from Baja California Sur, which was the first place to bathe in Victor's "glory".

It's like...

A good family girl from ancient Chang'an!

They are loyal descendants. Do you want them to follow you in rebelling against Victor?

As soon as you go out, you are shot hundreds of times.

Then run to America!

Yes, as long as I enter the United States and apply for protection based on my position, I will definitely survive. I will still be useful and I know a lot about the army.

He is a very decisive person and he does what he says.

Fearing that the elevator would be too slow, he took the stairs directly.

Everyone he met greeted him, but he just ignored them and looked very nervous, leaving everyone confused.

After he got downstairs, he ran towards the parked Hummer. Just as he was about to get in, he heard someone shout, "General Vasily, the commander wants to see you."

He looked closely and saw that it was General Rommel's...secretary.

He was so nervous that he thought the other party was out to arrest him, so he pulled out his pistol and shot at the other party!

Bang, bang, bang…

The secretary immediately fell in a pool of blood.

The gunshot was so loud that it immediately alarmed the guards. When the emergency team rushed out, they saw Vasily driving out of the base!

"Quick, send the wounded to the hospital for treatment, and report to the commander, Vasily has betrayed us!" The officer in charge also shouted in panic, "The rest of you, follow me and chase him."

Deputy Commander...

This is a senior military general.

How many are there in all of Mexico now?

When Rommel heard the news, he was furious and ordered his troops to chase them, "no matter if they live or die!"

The emergency team got in the car and chased after the other party.

Vasily drove the Hummer in the wrong direction and knocked over a mother and daughter who were riding bicycles on the side of the road. He ran over them, but he also lost control of the steering wheel and crashed into a Mercedes-Benz next to him.

The loud noise attracted a lot of people's attention...

When they saw it was a military vehicle, some people stood there watching the excitement.

"Kid, are you okay...are you hurt?" An old man who was standing closest to him asked hurriedly when he saw Vasily in military uniform.

But Vasily, who had long lost his mind, raised his gun and shot at the man's head! ! ! !

The kindhearted person who was originally planning to rush over to help immediately scattered in fear. He picked up his MP5 submachine gun and fired at the street, especially the Mercedes-Benz that was blocking the road...

The driver was a young girl and she was beaten to a pulp in one go!

Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!

The 4th Army emergency team that caught up with him also became anxious and shot at him. Vasily did not have the combat capability of "Tian". Corruption had already reduced his combat capability a lot...

Bang…

A bullet hit his shoulder, he screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

“Ah! Ah!!!!”

Screaming...

He was a tough guy in the "Battle of the Industrial Zone" two years ago. He was hit by three bullets, but at that time... he didn't even make a sound. In just two years, why did two years of good life turn him into this?

The soldiers of the emergency team slowly approached.

Desperate Vasily yelled, "I won't let you catch me!!"

As he was about to point the gun at himself, but before he could pull the trigger, several gunshots rang out and he was shot in the arm, unable to move.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me!!!"

He's crazy...

It’s like... taking drugs!

When the reinforcements arrived, Rommel's lips trembled as he saw the mess on the ground. "Rescue the wounded!"

Chief of Staff Fedor von Bock's face was gloomy. It was all over. Once this incident came out, the Fourth Army would definitely be severely punished!

He opened his mouth and looked at his commander.

Rommel had been with him for a long time and knew what his partner meant. He took a deep breath and said, "Report this to the general. Don't hide it!"

"yes!"

Fedor von Bock felt his scalp go numb as he watched the wounded rolling on the ground and howling. Looking at Vasily being pressed down, he could not help but ask, "Why! Why!!"

The other person raised his eyes, his eyes were very gloomy, and it was impossible to tell that he had the expression of a human being.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!!!"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit!!!"

He roared like a madman.

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