Chapter 421 Just wait to be beaten!
September 14, 1991.
Mexican Independence Day is only two days away. Propaganda slogans are hung on the trees and telephone poles on the street, and of course, there is the bust of General Victor.
This day is to show the heroic resistance of the people against colonization. Similarly, Victor also declared this day as: Anti-drug Day!
Used to commemorate and mourn the fallen anti-drug fighters.
In order to show determination, a group of drug dealers and death row inmates must be pulled out from the recaptured prefectures and cities. A total of 44,561 people will be taken out and shot at the same time.
This is a plan to tell the outside world directly.
The Mexican national anthem is played every day. Similarly, on the main roads, those ugly illegal constructions that should be demolished must be demolished, and even cement roads are paved overnight.
Patroling military vehicles can be seen everywhere, and occasionally they stop to question pedestrians.
In "Pelz City Street" in the Fourth District, this is a typical middle-class community, where the people living there all have decent jobs.
In a side-by-side villa at No. 211.
The curtains are pulled up all around, so that no sunlight can penetrate, and the dim light seems a bit depressing.
Faintly, in the living room on the first floor, I saw two men and one woman building guns and sorting simple explosive devices.
"Boss, the corpses inside stink. Otherwise, chop them into pieces and wash them down." A white man came down from upstairs, holding a cigarette in his mouth and frowning.
"No, the sound of pouring water is too loud, and it can cause problems easily. Wrap them in two layers." The woman spoke, her voice was rough and unpleasant.
The white man muttered something, but still responded.
"What we have to do now is to wait and avoid any possible accidents. Michael, have you got the tickets for the parade?" The woman raised her head and asked the fat man opposite, who looked ordinary. , and even baby fat.
“Of course.” The fat man smiled and waved his hand, “It’s still the middle of the parade. When the time comes, when the celebration is the busiest, boom.”
Michael made a firework exploding with his right hand. Gesture, "It all goes to God!"
As he spoke, he laughed morbidly. He couldn't swallow the saliva and choked on his chest. He coughed violently and retched.
This group of people looks harmless, but these four people are all affiliated with the LTTE in Sri Lanka!
The resistance organization founded by Velupillai Prabhakaran later gradually evolved into a terrorist organization and has great influence in the world.
Especially in May 1991, they killed Rajiv Gandhi, the former spokesman of India. They used a woman who was offering flowers to carry out the explosion. This person may not be familiar to many people. His mother was the same. Indira Gandhi was assassinated, and her maternal grandfather was Nehru.
Such figures were killed, which shocked the world for a while.
When Velupillai Prabhakaran received the money from the Southern Drug Traffickers Alliance, he sent a group of people to swarm into Mexico, all with fake identities. Some even flew to Hong Kong specially, and then returned to Mexico. Go to Malaysia and enter Mexico pretending to be a tourist.
Their goal was to kill several high-ranking government troops even if they couldn't kill Victor.
For fame.
Velupillai Prabhakaran’s ambitions are deformed.
Since the world looks down upon me, let the world listen to my voice.
The woman nodded with satisfaction and gave a few instructions. Suddenly she heard an alarm sound coming from the door.
Everyone tensed up instantly and looked at the door. They had placed a small device in the yard. When someone came in, the alarm would be triggered.
Bang!
The next second, gunshots were heard, and a hole was made in the door with a shotgun at close range.
"Don't move! Police!!" scolding sounded from outside.
The members of the terrorist organization picked up the guns on the table and fought back. Fatty Michael picked up a Molotov cocktail, lit it, roared, ran four or five steps towards the door and threw it away.
Boom~
The circle around the door exploded instantly.
The two policemen rushed out screaming and their bodies were on fire. They were rolling on the ground. They took off their clothes and patted their colleagues hard, but the fire seemed to stick...
"Fuck! The dog police are here. Hurry, retreat as planned. If it doesn't work, hijack the kindergarten a hundred meters away." After the woman gave the order, she decisively evacuated with the people.
Experienced gangsters like them have already thought about what to do if they are discovered?
Then maximize profit and chaos!
Generally, they will stay near schools, hospitals and government departments, and if there is a problem, they will kidnap them.
I just don’t understand, why are you being targeted by the police?
In order to avoid unexpected changes, they directly killed the owner. After all, the sudden change of owner was very sudden. They lived on the food in the villa and had no contact with the outside world.
After hearing the order, the others retreated while fighting.
Outside, a "Weasel" 1 airborne armored vehicle with "Police" painted on it smashed into the wooden guardrail, its cannon muzzle pointed at the window, and the fireman in the cockpit controlled the launch!
Thud, tug, tug, tug…
Crackling…
There were many holes in the table and the wall. Michael, the slowest runner, was shot through the back of his neck. Go in and get hit in the head.
The sudden increase in firepower was so intense that the suppressed terrorist organization personnel could not raise their heads and could only retreat like turtles. Taking advantage of this gap, the police outside rushed in.
Seeing that he couldn't run away.
The woman desperately held the bomb to her chest, "Long live the Jihad!!"
It was detonated directly, and the power blew off the roof and smashed a broken chimney into it. The foreign-style building next door almost sent a family watching the excitement inside to the sky.
The police chief leading the team looked twitching. "Director, there is still someone alive."
His eyes lit up, "Quickly, send him to the hospital and apply for medical intervention. Damn, if you want to die, I will make his life worse than death!"
National Palace.
Top level.
Victor stood next to the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the raging smoke rising in the distance. His face was expressionless, but people who knew him well could tell from his eyes that he was very angry!
“It’s really like a shit stirrer.”
Victor murmured, paused and then said, "It's as disgusting as a drug dealer."
This kind of terrorist attack has a huge impact.
He seems to have seen many foreign media carnivals, linking this kind of thing with "resistance to tyranny".
As long as Victor can be unlucky, those SBs can climax.
Dong dong dong!
"Come in."
Casare and George Smiley walked in side by side. They saw the boss standing by the window and looked at each other, both with sad faces.
"General, law enforcement agencies raided 32 intelligence strongholds, killing 77 people and capturing 3 alive. Among them, the explosion occurred at 7 o'clock, causing about 100 casualties..."
"How many people died? ? Don’t talk about casualties. !" Victor said dissatisfiedly, "Who told you to write such vague information?"
George Smiley lowered his head, a little helpless. He scratched his head, slightly embarrassed, "A total of More than 30 people died.”
Bang!
Victor kicked the table and made a loud sound. Casare and George Smiley were both startled. Looking at the gloomy boss, they did not dare to make a loud sound.
“Sri Lanka is a waste, even terrorist organizations cannot solve it!”
“Contact their ambassador, we are going to help them solve this organization.”
George Shi Miley glanced at Casare in embarrassment, and the latter stood up and said, "Boss, Sri Lanka has no diplomatic relations with us."
"This is not what I want to hear!"
Victor waved his hand, "Just tell them, either they solve it, or I help them solve it, otherwise, any of Sri Lanka's interests in Mexico will be threatened, and we will not Keeping their people safe with us ”
"We will send our own troops to wipe out the LTTE, what else can't we agree to? If he feels that he can't bear it, then go through the channels of the Drug Enforcement Administration and ask us for help."
Victor planned If you want to kill the chicken to respect the monkey, then kill the LTTE first.
Otherwise, you will dare to provoke yourself with anything.
These members of the terrorist organization really have shit on their butts and fly around without even wearing pants.
Seeing that the boss said this, Kasare had no choice but to nod. In his mind, he was already thinking about how to intimidate Sri Lanka.
Victor threw the cigarette in the ashtray, "Continue to strengthen the review of the celebration team. I have one request, absolutely nothing happens."
"Yes!"
George .Smiley stood up straight and responded loudly.
"You go out first, Casare will stay here." Victor said to the head of the Thirteen Taibo.
George Smiley saluted and left. When he walked out of the office, he was covered in sweat and a little soaked. After unbuttoning his clothes and cursing, George returned to the office and put his hands on his hands. The people below shouted over.
"I made a guarantee in front of the general to ensure that the Independence Day will go ahead. It cheered me up. If anyone embarrasses me, I will make him lose his hat."
And in the office.
Victor finally said with a tired tone, "Mexico is becoming a paradise for criminals to try their courage and improve their reputation."
Casare was noncommittal.
“Our intelligence work must be strengthened, mobilize the power of the people, promulgate the latest version of the "Spy Reward Law", let everyone participate, and prohibit anyone from carrying controlled knives from today Take to the streets."
"What is the control of knives?"
"Ten centimeter-long knives."
This plan is simply torture in a Western world like Mexico.
But you are disobedient, then let you try the power of "Purple Egg".
Freedom and control are not in conflict with each other.
Mexico with 130 million people...
There are 130 million potential criminals!
Control him and monitor him!
(End of this chapter)