Chapter 391: Destroy the CIA? ?
Enter July.
Tornadoes began to invade the United States without restraint.
The sky is partly foggy and looks very depressing. Occasionally, a few drops of water fall from the sky, which makes it very uncomfortable.
Richard Bruce Cheney got out of his classic car, holding a pale briefcase in his hand. He was relatively poor. As a person, who knows?
Anyway, he is now involved in a corruption investigation.
An anti-corruption agency in Nigeria discovered that he had unclear relationships with several consortiums. After all, when you are an official...how many clean butts can you have?
His seven aunts, eight aunts and ten cousins have earned a lot of benefits from his title as defense minister.
Walking into the Pentagon, he was about to go upstairs when he suddenly heard a "bang" and a crash from the utility room next to the stairs, as if something fell to the ground. Same.
Richard Bruce Cheney frowned, looked around, walked over, unscrewed the door and pushed it hard, and saw a man lying inside, twitching hard, and fell to the ground. On the ground, the hands were hooked like claws, the nose was crooked and the mouth was slanted, saliva began to flow out, the eyes turned white, and there was still a silly smile on the mouth.
Is there a pile of white noodles falling on the ground?
Seeing this scene, the old man’s blood pressure soared and he took drugs early in the morning! !
"Security! Security!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, and three or four armed officers ran over from a distance.
Richard Bruce Cheney pointed to the addict on the ground, "Drag him away from me."
Several soldiers were shocked when they saw the scene inside.
Drug use in the Pentagon!
No, but it was the first time I was caught.
Many people outside have begun to come in to work. Seeing this scene, they are whispering to each other.
“It’s gone!”
Richard Bruce Cheney waved his hand and yelled, and everyone ran away with their heads lowered, but looking at the expressions of a few women, you knew that there were melons to eat today.
Returning to the office with a gloomy face, he threw the car keys on the table, and the secretary walked over cautiously.
“Who is that?”
“From the Global Intelligence Operations Section”
“Let him go! We are the military, not a Mexican drug trafficking camp!”
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The secretary was busy, and then he hesitated and said, "Recently, a new drug called "Hell No. 1" has become very popular in the United States. It has already appeared in the military. This is not the first case in the Pentagon, nor is it the last case. "
"Hell No. 1? Where did it come from?"
"Mexico."
"It is popular in the United States. What the Drug Enforcement Administration means is that there The evidence proves that these are controlled by the Popovich government, and they are sucking the flow of U.S. dollars to Mexico."
"Hell No. 1 can make people feel high and have no pain, but if it is overdosed, what just happened will happen. In serious cases, it can lead to death from organ failure.”
Richard Bruce Cheney is an old redneck who is opposed to drugs and so-called "homosexuals". When he heard this word, he felt sick and said viciously, "Victor should kill them all!" ”
Some people want to help the Mexicans. Those drug dealers think it is indeed that huge market!
After finishing speaking, he may have felt that what he said was not in line with the current mainstream of American politics, so he changed the topic and said, "From now on, don't let me see anyone taking drugs in the Pentagon, otherwise, I will kick him out Get out and transfer him to the judicial authority!"
The secretary shrank.
“Anything else new?”
The secretary handed over the prepared documents, "The Mexican Northern Army officially declared war on the Popovich government and called this time part of the anti-drug war. His family members are wanted globally."
"Guadala Jara suffered an air strike from the drug trafficker regime, killing about 200 people. The 3rd Marine Division of the Republic of Mexico stationed here launched a counterattack against the 1st Brigade of the Central Government..."
"Wait, is this 1st Brigade? We also have investment."
"The Pentagon sent out 600 people. This was the order of General Carl Warno during his lifetime."
"Why must this idiot end up dead? It leaves me with such a big problem." Richard Bruce Cheney rubbed his temples, his blood pressure rising.
"Minister of Defense, haven't you always advocated being tough on Mexico?"
"What if I can't beat Mexico?"
"I've been punched three times by Victor on the head, and I almost died. Fuck Me to Death, Black Hawk Down and Missile Hazard Have you forgotten the opportunity? When we fight with Victor, Europe and the Soviet Union are the most proud. At this time, we must restrain ourselves. If we don’t kill him in the first blow, then we must learn to negotiate.”
It’s not like I haven’t pretended to be a grandson before.
“Only the surviving regime can determine the future.”
Richard Bruce Cheney pushed up his glasses, "Victor is very sharp. Young people always think of using violence to solve everything. Could he kill billions of people around the world? If he offends everyone, He is the next Special I have doubts about the elite equipment under Victor, especially the mysterious 32nd Missile Brigade, which is active in the desert all year round. Where did its R-14 medium-range missiles and "Dot-Y" missiles come from.
“Our people inside the Soviet Union found no transactions…”
“And the CIA raided several weapons manufacturers and there was no loss of weapons to the outside…”
"That's strange. Can these weapons float out of the sea?! Then if one day fission weapons and fusion weapons are developed, who has the final say in North America?"
The old man was very dissatisfied. He slapped the table, "The CIA eats shit and the FBI drinks urine. They are two of the most powerful intelligence organizations in the world. I think they are just a bunch of idiots. Sooner or later they will be cancelled."
The secretary His face turned pale and he almost peed when he heard this. He ran out and closed the door. He put his fingers in front of his lips and said nervously, "Chief Defense Officer, this...this cannot be said."
Previous Those who expressed dissatisfaction with the CIA have been found dead.
They can’t deal with Victor, so why can’t they deal with you, a bad old man?
Richard Bruce Cheney snorted coldly, but did not complain about the two giants again, but neither of them noticed that the wooden bird in the big pendulum clock behind him had slightly twitching eyes. Flashing.
Just when the secretary was feeling a little distressed, the phone on the table rang.
"Hello!" The old man answered angrily.
The secretary watched carefully, and the other party's angry expression calmed down immediately, "Okay, I'll come right away."
After hanging up the phone, Richard stood up and said, "President Sir is awake and wants to see me.”
The secretary was startled, but then he became ecstatic. He always felt that he had a backbone in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Then go quickly!"
The defense minister nodded, picked up his coat and left, his steps... all very... Much calmer and lighter.
Less than a minute after he left, the phone rang quickly again.
The secretary picked up. Opposite is the president's office.
"Mr. James Dan Quay is looking for the Secretary of Defense? He is not here now. He went to see Mr. Bush."
…
“Bang!!”
James Dan Kui kicked the table in his office, his face was gloomy, and he kept greeting someone’s mother.
He is very... heartbroken now!
I served as the acting president for several months. After the major changes occurred in George W. Bush, I patched things up, stabilized everyone in Congress, coordinated the competition between the two parties, and actively maintained balance outside.
But what?
A spare tire is always a spare tire, and those idiots are just trying to get women!
After Bush Sr. made a phone call in the ward, everyone ran away, even the person in charge of the office. He suddenly felt...so lonely.
I feel like I have been abandoned.
Sitting on the ground, the dissatisfaction in James Dan Kui's heart was amplifying. After he enjoyed the power, it was difficult to let go. He squinted, and no one knew what he was. What are you thinking.
But...
The wind outside the house was a little chaotic.
Aww... the sky suddenly started pouring rain.
Richard Bruce Cheney drove his shabby car to the Walter Reed National Military Medical Center. After more than a dozen examinations, he finally saw the patient he had not seen for a long time. Bush.
The other party is very weak.
But... life is still there.
The two have been together for decades. Their families are acquainted and their relationship is good. He walked up and held Bush's hand, "Man, I'm here."
Bush nodded weakly in his eyes, tugged at the corner of his mouth to smile, and opened his mouth. Richard Bruce Cheney didn't hear clearly the first time, then he leaned over and finally heard clearly.
"CIA...rebellion!"
Richard's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs almost shot out!
He sat like a sculpture.
My pupils condensed, and I looked at George Bush. My hand was still held by him, and I subconsciously wanted to pull away, but the wounded man was unexpectedly strong and held him tightly, with a straight look in his eyes. Looking at her seductively.
Although he is dissatisfied with the CIA, it does not mean that he wants to stand on the opposite side!
A lightning struck down outside.
Shining his face...
Lifeless.
Sudden heavy rains swept across North America.
Mexico’s reservoir safety line continues to rise.
And this time...
It is also the most chaotic time.
Barry Thomas of the 12th Cavalry Regiment walked nervously around the headquarters. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. The chief of staff had been gone for more than an hour, but he hadn't come back yet.
Ta-ta-ta~
Just when he was anxious, a familiar figure rushed into the door. The water-stained chief of staff came in a little embarrassed. He was all wet. Also following a strange... lieutenant?
"How is it?"
Barry Thomas's eyes lit up, he went up to support him and asked, keeping his eyes on the other person.
It’s really...
I don’t even give people a drink of saliva.
"Commander, this is Lieutenant Felik of the Northern Army. He is here to connect with us." The chief of staff introduced quickly and winked at his boss.
Barry Thomas, who had been working with him for many years, understood instantly.
This lieutenant is certainly not simple!
"The division headquarters welcomes you very much when they hear that you are willing to surrender. We also feel that the Popovich government is acting perversely. It is shameful to leave an upright person like you and instead allow drug traffickers to steal high positions. Division Commander Rommel has given instructions and will follow the command The Ministry has applied to allow you to continue to serve as the regiment leader, but you will not have to go to the front line in the following battles and rest in the rear."
"The First Republic is a country of upright Mexicans, and your future will definitely be more than one regiment. Long. ”
This is almost explicit.
In fact, there are still many troops in Mexico that have started to fight drugs before, such as the navy, but they are not doing well now. It is impossible for Victor to kill all these people, so he wants to recruit them.
At the very least, you can have a good reputation.
As for how much power you want?
That’s unlikely.
"Okay!"
Barry Thomas was stunned when he heard this. He was also a cheerful person. He picked up the AK47 on the table, "Let's go! Call someone! Bring it now." If people go to surround them, things will change later."
When he walked out, he lowered his voice and asked his chief of staff, "What's that kid's background?" ”
The chief of staff shook his head, "I don't know for sure, but look at this guy with tender skin and tender flesh. He has never been on any battlefield. He is a lieutenant. There is nothing fishy about it. I don't believe it."
Barry ·Thomas thought for a while and it made some sense, "You should keep an eye on him later. If he is on a business trip, it will be difficult to explain."
The chief of staff responded.
Barry Thomas directly pulled up the troops. Although there were some complaints, he had great authority in the 12th Cavalry Regiment and no one refuted it. His men were all his own people. Otherwise, the casualties would have been so heavy. He really ran away.
Take the men and launch a surprise attack on the Spanish Foreign Legion one kilometer away!
"Brothers, charge me, kill the Spaniards, long live Mexico!"
Lieutenant Felik also got a little carried away, and rushed forward with his head stupefied. The frightened chief of staff quickly grabbed him.
Of course they don’t know this man, he is Casare’s younger brother.
Take the initiative to apply to the front line.
"Be careful with cold guns, follow me!" The other party patted Felik on the shoulder, bent down, and rushed out with the rifle in hand.
Felik was startled, but he was still obedient and did not say how awesome he was.
He always understands...
Professional things come to professionals.
My elder brother has said this many times. You have to seek apprenticeship from people who are more professional than you. Being proud will only cost you your own life.
With this sudden attack, who would have thought that the comrades next door would suddenly turn against each other, just like your wife who sleeps in the same bed with you gave you a knife.
The training of the Foreign Legion is excellent, and their combat effectiveness is definitely better than that of the 12th Cavalry Regiment, but your lack of martial ethics will be of no use to anyone. By the time they react, bullets will have been fired at them.
The sound of gunfire and fighting seemed so dull in the sound of rain.
The Foreign Legion collapsed immediately!
Those who ran fast had wind under their feet, and those who ran slowly were dragged out wearing jump pants. These "spiritual Spaniards" knelt on the dirt-covered ground, holding their heads. Looking at them in fear.
Not to mention…
I haven’t learned how to fight, but I have learned a bit about surrender.
“I am Mexican, I am Mexican!” shouted a surrendering soldier.
Barry Thomas, who was holding a gun, was dragging a corpse in his hand, and it turned out to be the commander Olmo Carvajal. The corpse was riddled with no fewer than 40 bullet holes.
It can be seen that I have a great opinion of him.
After hearing this, he came up and kicked the opponent into the sewage, then turned to look at Felik.
The other party shrank behind the chief of staff.
Barry Thomas understood immediately that the other party did not want to stand up. He immediately took out his gun and fired five shots at the soldier, "Bah! A Mexican joins the Spanish Legion. This is a traitor!"
“Brothers, we cannot follow Spain, which has colonized us for hundreds of years, to bully our compatriots. Look at Mexico City, full of drug addicts. Who is on top? They have never considered Mexico. Pass."
"I have decided to surrender to the First Republic. Governor Victor can lead Mexico from victory to victory!"
"We must live like human beings and not be the lackeys of drug dealers! ”
The soldiers below looked at each other, raised their hands and cheered.
When the news that the 12th Cavalry Regiment "annihilated" the Spanish Foreign Legion returned to the 3rd Division Headquarters.
Rommel stood in front of the map and smiled.
He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking straight at Tamaulipas and San Luis Potosi. It was like a vast expanse of land!
The east is completely empty. The main force of the Popovich government is in the northwest, intending to take back the lost territory. If you don't put your own position behind your butt, don't blame me.
Bitches!
The big prostitute who doesn’t pay is coming!
Emperor Wei wants to make a sacrifice to the world in the Holy City of Mexico!
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(End of this chapter)