Chapter 411 The economy is the underlying building!
Buzz buzz~
A UH-60 utility helicopter hovered over the Kimahuakan slum.
On the fuselage is written: "Mexican News Corp."
Legendary war reporter Hernandez wears earmuffs and looks out over the city with a photographer next to him in the face .
Because of his long-term coverage of the Mexican anti-drug forces and his long-term presence on the front line, he was awarded the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Oak Leaves, the second level of the medal. He was the only "non-military" personnel to receive this honor under the Cuauquemot regime. .
“What we are seeing now is the 21st block of Kimahuakan, where there are 17 large, medium and small gang societies, among which the Aryan Brotherhood is an extreme white terrorist organization. They kill people of color for pleasure, they sell drugs, subvert political power, and smuggle Organs, no evil!"
Hernandez looked solemn, "The government troops will definitely destroy these bastards who are causing harm to the country and the people!"
After entering Mexico City, it will be different. The Northern Army is called the government army. This means that they are orthodox.
The small imperial court in the south will be blown up for you sooner or later.
Hernandez's disparaging remarks caused an uproar in California, the stronghold of the Aryan Brotherhood.
San Quentin Maximum Security Prison in California.
This is the "Holy Land" of the Aryan Brotherhood, where they were founded.
A fat man with a fat head and big ears, who looked full of evil spirits, sat in the cafeteria and chewed a hamburger vigorously. The juice dripped from his mouth and dripped on the bear fur on his chest, and there were still stains on his neck. A piece of hand bone hangs.
“Damn, this reporter is so arrogant!” A prisoner next to him watched the TV and couldn’t help but speak.
The big fat man paused, turned his head, and hooked his hand towards the prisoner. The latter was startled, then he leaned over and said flatteringly, "Brother."
But before he finished speaking, his head was spinning The big fat man grabbed him and hit him hard on the table. He fainted immediately.
"Don't talk when eating. Didn't your mother teach you?"
When he opened his mouth, his throat was like a hair dryer, with some air leakage.
The guard in the distance frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but he avoided it cautiously and pretended not to see it.
This man is amazing.
Barry "The Baron" Mills!
One of the "Three Founders" of the Aryan Brotherhood!
In 1979, in an Atlanta prison, after a gang member was cheated in a drug deal, "Baron" Mills nearly beheaded the cheater, while still talking to the prison guard. During the conflict, the Aryan Brotherhood stabbed to death 17 people, 11 of whom were a black gangster who was also in prison and became famous in one battle.
Later, the Aryan Brotherhood grew bigger and bigger, and "Baron" Mills controlled the gang in prison. They were different from ordinary gangs. They used "Nietzsche's ideas" to rule the gang.
"Baron" Barry Mills raised his head and looked at the TV with a fierce look in his small eyes, "Find someone to kill him."
"No one can insult us!"
" Especially Mexican offal!”
The boy standing behind him nodded, it shouldn’t be too easy to kill a reporter.
Bang! Bang bang bang!
Gunfire suddenly rang out on the TV.
Everyone looked over and saw that in the Kimahuakan slum, the gangsters below had discovered the helicopter. They were holding AK47s on the roofs and roads and shooting into the sky.
Hernandez was startled, and the accompanying police officer took his arm and dragged him into the plane.
"Well done! Fuck him! Fuck this stinky reporter to death!"
In the prison, the Aryan Brotherhood people shouted, and "Baron" Barry Mills also raised his lips. , but I wasn’t happy for long.
On the other side of the helicopter, a police officer pointed a Vulcan cannon downwards.
Da da da da da da!
The gangsters on the roof were unable to dodge and were blown apart. Their heads and bodies flew apart.
"Faq! Faq!" Why does the Mexican News Group have a Vulcan cannon? These are not reporters at all, they are the police! "
"What a despicable and shameless Mexican! ”
"Fuck!"
Don't talk about martial ethics!
The UH-60 utility helicopter flew away arrogantly.
The angry Aryan Brotherhood members below were furious.
The helicopter flew to the periphery and landed in a square. Four or five logistics soldiers came up to help.
"How was it? How was the scene in the Kimahuacán slum?"
Colonel Otto Moritz Walter Model, commander of the 179th Regiment, asked Hernandez.
“The atmosphere is very tense, and no people are seen on the streets. My personal guess is that our propaganda policy has made the people excited, and the gangsters have forced them to stay indoors. The water cutoff has had a great impact, and it is very suitable for Launch an attack. ”
Hernandez said clearly and crisply.
In addition to being the editor-in-chief of the "Mexican News Group", he is also a member of the Workers' Party founded by Cuauquemot, the chief editor of the All-Mexico Radio and Television News, and the deputy minister of the intelligence department of the "Information Bureau"...
Colonel Otto Moritz Walter Model heard his opinion, nodded slightly, and looked at his watch, "Adjutant, order the entire regiment to be fully armed. In thirty minutes, the first battalion will take the lead from the west side." Morse Hotel "Assault forward!"
"Steady Fight steadily! "
"Our mission is to liberate within one kilometer and provide..."
"Commander, commander!"
He gave the order. When giving the order, the chief of staff roared and ran over, panting.
"What's wrong?"
"Division headquarters order." The chief of staff handed him the information and said, "Order our division to penetrate 3 kilometers and occupy "Benito Pablo Juarez" ·Garcia" Plaza to help local civilians resist gangs."
< br>“Due to the water and electricity cuts and the strong pressure from gangs, civilians in the 6th block of Kimahuakan rioted! Killing the 11 gang members who were guarding them, they occupied the flat building to fight.”
Finally...
Finally someone rose up and rebelled.
Do you think all the people in the slums are good people?
They can also be murderers and gangsters!
If you allow them to go wherever they want, they will even talk about the good things about the local gangs. But under extreme conditions such as water and electricity cuts, you still resort to violent methods. You think you are Victor.
With a raised voice, the young and middle-aged people rose up and resisted.
Killed the gangsters, burned the vehicles and blocked the street. Then he held the commanding heights and was fighting with the gangsters who came for support.
"They have surrendered to the government forces and hope that we will send troops to support them!"
The chief of staff squinted, "This is the beginning, but it will not be the end. If we can rescue them, more people can be rescued." The community sees it and rises up to resist, and maybe... it won't be long before we can dismantle them from within. "
Colonel Otto Moritz Walter Model was very decisive, "I will personally lead the armored battalion and the second battalion forward, and you will lead the next two battalions to protect the rear."< br>
“Let me go.”
“In the 179th Regiment, officers are the vanguard!”
"Hurry up and get ready."
The chief of staff also knew the character of his captain, so he didn't force him and ran to convey the order.
"Hernandez, wait for my triumphant return!" Otto turned to look at him and said with a smile.
"Have a safe journey."
The former nodded and left with the others.
Hernandez picked up the camera and took a photo of his back. He had already thought of the name, "Officers as Pioneers!"
September 9, 14:11 pm.
11 TPz-1 armored vehicles of the 1st Armored Battalion of the 179th Regiment took the lead in advancing from the "Morse Hotel" on the west side!
The "Battle of Kimahuakan Slums" has begun!
Private Camilo was outside the armored vehicle. He was responsible for controlling the machine gun on it. He looked around with alert eyes. The tense atmosphere in the air made him feel a little adrenaline.
As the machine gunner of the lead vehicle.
He has a lot to bear...
If he is not careful, he will fall into an ambush.
After driving for about 400 meters, not even a living person was seen, only the sound of armored vehicle tires.
The convoy turned a corner, and Camilo saw burning garbage piled up not far away, blocking the road, "There's something wrong!"
The officer in the car below also saw it and reported the situation.
"Crash over, do not stop the vehicles, march quickly, do not stop if there is a fight, hand over to the second battalion behind," the order was issued by the regimental commander Otto Moritz Walter Model.
Rush!
Press the accelerator to the bottom and the "Fox" starts running.
“Hurry up!”
Peng!
The obstruction in front of him was violently knocked away, and sparks fell to both sides.
“Oh!!!!”
Before the people in the car finished cheering, they heard the sound of the brakes!
The TPz-1 armored vehicle following behind didn't pay attention and directly rear-ended it.
The soldier in the car in front was swaying around and cursing loudly.
"Why did you stop the car! Idiot!!!" The officer in the lead car covered his head and cursed. The driver stretched out his finger, his eyes a little dull.
Looking ahead, the officer saw a dozen cars blocking the aisle in front of him, and then hundreds of people blocking the road. They were frightened, crying, and trembling!
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!!" Mikalo stood on top and yelled at them to get out of the way.
At this time, a gangster in the crowd raised his gun and pointed it at him...
The bullet hit the armored vehicle, which scared Mikalo. "There are armed men!"
He was lucky enough not to be beaten to death, but suddenly he felt like there was something above his head. When he raised his head, he was horrified to see a woman being pushed down on the balcony above, screaming loudly, and being hit hard. It hit the TPz-1 armored vehicle body.
Boom! ! !
The opponent had a bomb strapped to him, and the huge shock wave blew away the dust around him. Private Mikalo was not so lucky this time, and his body was blown away and broken at the waist!
The two legs were in the car, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.
"Human bomb!"
The recruits in the car were in a panic, and some were about to stand up. The former veteran of the 5th Regiment who was the squad leader stepped forward and kicked him, "Sit down! Idiot!" "
"Calm down!"
"I order! Rush over! No matter what is in front of you!" A voice rang over the intercom system.
"Captains, they are all civilians..." the leader of the car said.
"Shut up!"
"There are no civilians, there are only the dead and the living now, rush over, I order you! I will be responsible for the consequences, shoot with fire!"
The leader of the car looked at the driver and patted him on the shoulder, "Drive."
"Haglos, machine gun fire!"
The veteran squad leader responded, pushed aside the hanging corpse, climbed onto the machine gun, pulled the bolt, and fired towards the front.
The armored vehicle rushed towards the crowd.
In one fell swoop, the four or five people at the front were knocked into the air, and they rushed over them.
"Government troops killed people, killed people..."
Armed armed forces appeared on the balconies on both sides and opened fire at the armored vehicles.
The recruits in the car used the aiming port to shoot outside under the command...
"Throw smoke grenades." Otto, the regiment leader, said to the driver of his vehicle. The latter nodded and fired two smoke grenades. In an instant, the street was filled with smoke, and the vehicles behind them also followed suit...
The gangsters hiding above could no longer see below, and could only scan by intuition.
When the kidnapped civilians saw the armored vehicles rushing over, they were not fools. They fled in panic. The cars blocking the road were knocked open, the doors were cracked, and traces were drawn on the ground. , the fuel tank was also broken, and after a while, it exploded and turned into a ball of flames.
But this explosive force is of no use to the TPz-1 armored vehicle.
In two minutes, all 11 armored vehicles left the battlefield and continued marching toward their destination.
"Faq!"
A gangster wearing a red scarf held a large walkie-talkie, "Government troops rushed in, we can't stop them, we don't have heavy weapons. "
"11 armored vehicles."
"Understood" came the response from the other side.
"Boss, are we still chasing him?" Ma Zai next to him asked.
"What to chase? On two legs? Can you run as fast as four tires?" The red scarf cursed, "Rearrange the battlefield and plant some mines. We will hold back the troops behind. Those in front will naturally be trapped to death."
The younger brother nodded.
"Is there any more water?"
Ma Zai hurriedly took out the kettle and handed it over. He looked at the other person drinking helplessly and licked his dry lips...
"Boss, can you give me something to drink..." he asked flatteringly.
The red scarf glanced at him and glanced, "It's not time to show off the water yet, we'll talk about it then."
The smile on the boy's face froze.
He looked at the other person's kettle and opened his mouth, but in the end he still lowered his head.
The hierarchy within the gang is also very strict.
It's just that he is a little weak now...
A resentment accumulated in his heart, why is it that only your boss can drink water, and we have to wait for time?
Didn’t we say that we are all brothers? !
Why!
Unfair! !
Before the recruits of the 1st Armored Battalion could grieve over the death of their comrades, they were attacked by gangsters one after another.
Armored vehicles can only be bullied in a narrow space.
But as long as you increase the speed, there is basically no problem.
The sound of gunshots and explosions was deafening.
On the top floor of the National Palace, Victor looked at the Kimahuakan slum with a solemn expression.
"How many brothers have to stay there..." He sighed softly.
Casare stood at the back, "Boss, die for your country, you deserve to die!"
Victor waved his hand, and in front of his brothers, he said openly, "Kima The Huakan slum is just the largest of the 1,100 slums in the country. If we want to completely solve this problem, we can only improve the welfare of the people and the domestic economy. The excessive gap between the rich and the poor will seriously affect our governance. Big landowners and big chaebols will intensify the growth of crime. ”
“So in addition to land reform and state-owned assets of foreign companies, I plan to levy wealth tax and inheritance tax, and companies must make actual payments to reduce loans. Interest."
"Reorganize the state-owned banks and integrate them into the Reichsbank, with Walter Funk serving as bank president and economics minister."
Victor doesn't know much about economics, but he understands one thing.
Hiding wealth among the people is the only way to be truly wealthy.
Similarly, throughout history, collapsed regimes have one characteristic: they have no money, but as domestic economic development picks up and taxes rise, the status of themselves and others will become more stable.
“Boss, in fact, we can also borrow money from other countries, or use some mining rights as collateral for funds. I don’t recommend borrowing from Europe and the United States. They eat people without spitting out their bones. I heard that China’s economy is also taking off. We may be able to borrow money from them, but if not, so can the Arabs."
Casare covered his mouth, "They are all willing to increase their influence in North America."
Victor raised his eyes.
This is true...
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the red countries suffered a major blow. North Korea began to be in trouble. Vietnam and Cuba all doubted themselves. Rabbit must be replaced. He and the United States They dislike each other.
If you support South Korea in Asia, why can't you have a good relationship with Tokyo University? Pushing his influence to North America?
Because of "well-known" reasons, Arabs have a very bad image in the United States, where Jews are the elite. In Hollywood movies, they only play villains such as terrorists and murderers. .
The United States is looking at the world through colored glasses!
They all urgently need to show their charm in mainstream society.
No one is willing to help them, Canada in North America? impossible! That's a dog.
Latin America and Europe are even less likely to do so.
But I can do it!
Anyway, my relationship with the Americans is not that good.
The other party wants to kill me, but I live better than anyone else.
His face was slapped repeatedly, but he didn’t kill himself.
Hi!
Besides, who makes this location valuable?
And most importantly, Mexico is very rich in various mineral resources. Silver ranks first in the world, copper and graphite rank third in the world, sulfur and barite rank sixth in the world, molybdenum, lead and zinc rank seventh in the world. Manganese ranks 11th in the world.
It is the fifth largest oil producer in the world!
Not poor in nature!
In the early 20th century, Mexico was the world's second largest oil producer, but the country's oil resources were basically in the hands of British and American oil companies. For their own use, Mexicans had to pay high prices from the British and American oil companies. Buy it from the country.
In 1938, then-Mexican President Cárdenas promulgated a decree to nationalize the oil industry, nationalizing 17 British and American oil companies and forcing them to take possession. It can be seen that Mexico also has many capable people with lofty ideals. of.
"We cannot put our eggs in the same basket as the United States. We have achieved many victories against the United States. We have the right to speak and we can make our own decisions. We can send people to discuss issues of economic loans and aid, and use these things as deductions. Right."
"Also, how much did the government owe the United States?"
"About 72 billion U.S. dollars..." Casare said.
"Suspend repayment and negotiate with the United States to demand that the oil profits before 1938 be shared with us. Otherwise, we will not repay the money and use it to offset the payment for goods."
Casa Lei hesitated and said, "Boss, don't we want to ease relations with the United States? Will this make Mr. Rumsfeld uncomfortable?"
"We are cooperating, not tributary countries. We have to fight for the benefits we deserve. This will not undermine the overall direction. Just exercise restraint militarily. If you have some money, just throw it away if you can. If it doesn't work, think of more reasons, such as The damage to buildings caused by their last attack on us, etc., and the tax evasion by American-owned companies in Mexico"
"Our cooperation with the Rumsfeld family is private, but it does not mean that we have a close relationship with the United States. Okay.”
Casare suddenly understood.
Got it.
Scumbag!
That's what I want, but I'm not responsible.
……
(End of this chapter)