Chapter 431 The Yucatan body-refining monk tried to use physical means to change his fate against the will of heaven!
Four or five o'clock in the morning.
It was getting late in the day, and there was still some heavy fog.
Kuzamara Reservoir!
The outside world is called: Kuzamala Grand Hotel.
The main focus is to provide you with good sleep quality, good benefits and benefits, and occasionally give you a few physical education classes.
Just like now...
Early in the morning, the chaebols got up and were brought to learn how to swim.
Who calls Victor small-minded? Many of his children went to the United States to criticize him everywhere. This made his reputation in disrepute. There are three things that Wall Street is most afraid of: financial crisis, economic recession and high inflation. and Mexican warlords.
If you scold me, I will ask your father to learn how to swim!
These elderly chaebols were shirtless and just wearing shorts. When the wind blew, they shivered from the cold.
"You people are completely ungrateful! Don't you know that you are still alive, a gift from the general?" A captain shouted loudly with a baton in his hand, and when he got excited, , hitting them hard on the back.
The plutocrats howled in pain.
"Bah! What the hell, did I make you scream? Didn't you know to report it when you screamed in pain?" The captain kicked the CEO of PRGD Marine Industries and kicked him to the ground. The baton hit him hard on the leg.
Everyone who has been beaten with a baton knows... (I gave myself a baton when I was a soldier.)
Very sour and refreshing!
This thing is actually very hard, and the knee will split immediately. The CEO of PRGD Marine Industry lay on the ground and wailed, and the people next to him did not dare to breathe heavily.
The captain was tired and took a long breath, "Give them each a lifebuoy."
The soldiers behind put the inflated lifebuoys on them.
“Swimming through Kuzamala Reservoir is so simple, the total length is less than 7 kilometers.”
"Ah?! Swim over! How is it possible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible, don't you just want our lives?" Someone shouted in horror after hearing this.
The CEOs immediately panicked, and some wanted to run away.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
The captain looked at them with a ferocious expression, "Either swim forward, or...die!"
"Don't you always want democracy? Come on, make your own choice."
Gun!
Isn’t it great to have a gun?
Hey, having a gun is really awesome.
At least these chaebols calmed down and looked at each other. Finally, the oldest CEO of Francisco Transportation and Mining Company stood tremblingly next to the reservoir, closed his eyes, and jumped directly.
"Get down!" the captain yelled, and one of them kicked him down.
“Help...Help...Help...”
Some people can’t swim and are afraid when they encounter water. They start to panic after fluttering. It’s useless even if there is a lifebuoy. After straightening their hands, , the whole person fell into the water, splashed twice, and the water splash was gone...
The remaining CEOs swam forward with all their strength.
The captain laughed and took the cigarette from his comrade, "Watch them, don't let them come ashore alive."
"???Kill them all?"
"What it means above is that the general is very unhappy. They are of no use anymore. They can still make space. In the future, there will be an education team here, and there are some new ones. The guests are coming.”
The comrades understood immediately and nodded vigorously.
Kuzamara Reservoir has good feng shui, with water in front and mountains behind. How nice would it be to be buried inside after death?
There must be some treats for these bosses.
Otherwise, how embarrassing would it be for Victor to confiscate so much money from them?
The main focus is cost-effectiveness.
These CEOs are still fooling around with women, but after swimming less than 200 meters, some people began to be unable to bear it, stopped moving, and just lay there...
"Kuzha Comrades from the "Mara Reservoir Education Team" allow you to be so free?
Boom boom~
The sound of an engine was heard. He turned around and saw three soldiers driving a military MIG-G-O8OO American speedboat rushing over. They rushed towards them without any hesitation!
The two bosses at the back were knocked down in one fell swoop...
My hair was wrapped around the propeller. As soon as I opened my mouth to scream, the water gurgled into my nose and mouth. The next second...
The head was smashed directly.
The bone fragments and the flesh were fried everywhere like "hand-beaten chicken". The blood instantly dyed the water in the square red, and the body floated in a short time.
"Oh! Swim quickly, let's come!" The soldiers above stood up, swept their guns towards the water, and shouted loudly and surgingly.
One by one, the old men climbed up and down quickly...
The fear in their eyes was their desire to survive.
Boom!
One step on the gas…
It's like... chasing a wild boar.
The cries and screams of the chaebols echoed throughout the Kuzamala Reservoir.
You can scream, no one will answer you even if your throat is broken.
Of course Victor doesn’t know everything that happens here. He is unhappy. There are many people below to do things for him and make him clean.
He was sitting in the military conference room at this time, listening to the military's next plan.
"The three states of Terras, Hidalgo, and Morelos have been fully recovered. A total of 771 resistance fighters have been killed and 997 captured. All of them are affiliated with the Gulf Group. We will also control all officials to ensure the passage of decrees. "
The voice of Deputy Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Edward Fritz Blomberg is very confident and makes people feel relaxed.
No ah, uh, oh pauses.
This is how soldiers should be.
He was originally the chief of staff of the 1st Marine Division. Later, after the army expanded, because Erich Ludendorff was transferred to the army chief, he was promoted to deputy chief of staff of the general staff headquarters, with the rank of lieutenant general.
"We propose that the Armored Corps be divided into two parts, two armored divisions + one infantry regiment in each state and one division of the Fifth Army, placed in the states of Morelos and Terras respectively."
" Are there too many soldiers, both of them are small states?" Casare saw Victor frowning from the side, so he decisively chose to "self-destruct" and raised his hand to ask.
Edward Fritz Blomberg still respected the fat man very much. He was the general’s brother. He didn’t know when he would be directly transferred to the military to serve as a high-level official. The most important thing is that he Master the logistics.
The most indispensable thing for the army is logistics.
So, when he heard Casare’s inquiry, he explained with a smile, “Both states are on the front line, facing the most direct military pressure, and they form a pincer on Puebla. Offensive, if necessary, all the troops from each state can be suppressed, and the thunderous force can be suppressed."
"Puebla is like meat on the edge of our mouths. We can tear it apart if we want. It is very simple for us, but for the southern drug traffickers, this is a mental pressure and logistical pressure. If it lasts for a long time, If they don't, they will collapse on their own."
Casare suddenly realized that his heart is really dirty!
No one who fights a war has a pure heart.
“And I suggest that the few border sentries who were the first to surrender should be publicized with great fanfare, but it is not appropriate to send them to the front line, give them a leisurely position, and let them retire like this. It can tell many people in the south that we The government troops also accepted the surrender and lived very well."
Everyone here was smart and naturally understood this. After looking at each other, they looked at Victor at the same time.
The general smiled and said, "Then add a military propaganda department under the national defense department and let them serve as officials there. They will be mainly responsible for promoting the image and policies of the army."
Everyone nodded in agreement. .
“Continue.”
Edward Fritz Blomberg nodded and was continuing to explain the military’s battle plan when he heard a knock on the door and saw Joseph Joffre from the guard's office came in with a somewhat excited expression, "General, Joachim ·Commissioner Ribbentrop sent information from the Drug Enforcement Administration"
"Someone sent an anonymous letter from the eldest son of Abrego, the current second-in-command of the southern drug traffickers and the spokesman for the Gulf Group. Giorgia will meet with representatives of Khun Sa in Bangkok, Thailand.”
"Is the intelligence accurate?" Army Chief Erich Ludendorff asked hurriedly.
“I don’t know, but I don’t think there is any need to lie to us.” Joseph Joffre said.
These words made everyone quiet down, with some excitement in their eyes. If he was killed, it would definitely be a milestone for the anti-drug cause.
Gulf Group...
It has been a cancer for too long.
"Should we send a letter to the Thai police?" someone suggested, but it was rejected immediately.
"No, you know what's going on inside Thailand, and it's not much better. Do you know how many police officers they have cooperating with drug dealers? We called them today, and the next second, Khun Sa will know ”
Thailand’s corruption is famous around the world.
Saudi Arabia's "Blue Diamond Incident" is still talked about by people. It turns out that people can really be so shameless!
The little Japanese and Korean people next door were stunned.
Assi, it turns out we are not the thickest skinned.
Baga, Thai people are so shameless!
There are no good people in the Golden Triangle.
When you travel to Thailand, you must pay attention to safety, and the most important thing is not to act like a rich person, otherwise, you will have a complete experience of the despair of life.
There are many complete criminal chains from Thailand to Europe and North America.
To a certain extent, it is dirtier than old Mexico, and the local gangs have no morals at all.
"Then find someone to take the blame, DEA, and bring the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration with us. We won't go through the Thai government and just kill it first. I don't believe it. When things happen, the Thai government still dares to talk to us. Red face."
Victor interrupted them, leaned forward, and slapped the table.
This is called pulling the skin of a tiger to achieve great things.
The United States has dozens of military bases in Thailand, including 11 army bases, more than 30 air force bases, five naval bases, three missile bases and two radar bases. In addition, the United States also Twenty-four airports are used in Thailand.
There are still US Marines in Pattaya.
Victor admitted that in terms of influence, Mexico is still far behind the United States...
After all, there are only two countries in the Cold War. The Soviet Union is really going to die. Now everyone can see who the future belongs to. , there is no need and it will not offend the United States.
“Then who should we send?”
“How about sending the army?” Erich Ludendorff said.
"No, no, are you going to carry the rocket launcher? I think we have to leave it to professionals, the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency (AMD)." Casare waved his hand, turned to look at Victor, "Boss, what do you think? Like? ”
General Si After taking the test, he nodded, "Just as you said, let Marcus Phoenix lead the Anti-Terrorism Team of the Drug Enforcement Administration there, and be sure to kill him with one hit. I will discuss this matter with the Pentagon."
It would be great to have a father-in-law who can be the Secretary of Defense of the United States.
“Kill Georgia and give us a happy ending to this year.”…
Morelos. Izúcal, the city closest to Puebla on the border.
It is a small town.
The total population is less than 2,000 people.
But a regiment of the Armored Corps is stationed here. In order to prevent drug traffickers from counterattacking, they are building bunkers and intend to turn this town into a fortress.
The night is deep, very deep and dark.
The kind that makes you unable to see your fingers.
"Hurry! Hurry up! Hurry up with your hands and feet." A low-pitched curse sounded in the dark night.
I saw more than twenty drug dealers, squatting, holding shovels and landmines in their hands? Pass through the 3-meter-wide cement road and enter the territory of Morelos state, less than 400 meters away from Izúcar in a straight line.
“Dig quickly, be careful, don’t explode.”
One by one, they started digging holes and buried the mines in them.
The "mine obstruction" law proposed by Endric Vinicius was still used. The militia and drug traffickers on the border were divided into pieces, and 8,000 landmines were planted on the border. Of course... not overnight.
After all, there is no way to buy a mine-laying vehicle. Otherwise, if you throw it away, you still need to use people to dig it?
The reconciliation between the United States and Mexico has temporarily prevented some people in Europe from openly supporting it. It would be really bad if Americans misunderstood what their intentions were towards North America.
I don’t even dare to be sneaky.
The main ones they buried were MON-100 directional anti-infantry mines, well... very insidious, fragmentation mines, the kind that take away a large area when exploded.
It is very popular in Mozambique, Nicaragua, Somalia, Vietnam, Zambia and other places.
If you see who is unhappy, you can bury one at his door.
This landmine also has a contact number written on it...
I don’t know if some cute person in the Soviet Union posted it. It must be that business is not easy to do now, so this is the only way to do it.
But as the saying goes…
If you don't turn on the light in the middle of the night, you will poop in the latrine.
What’s more, it’s a job like mines that requires high precision?
Someone does not pay attention when installing, boom!
It exploded directly.
The explosion fragments took away everyone around.
The most important thing was the loud noise, which scared the soldiers who were sleeping in Isukar and almost fell off the bed.
"Where was the shooting? Where was the explosion?"
The searchlight shone over and I saw many people on the border, holding shovels and landmines.
And the same thing...
At the place where the explosion occurred, a large crater was still smoking.
"Run!!!!" I don't know who shouted, and the southern drug dealers ran away.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
The sound of gunshots in Isukar suddenly rang out.
The person in front is running, and the bullets are chasing behind.
What a pair…
The beauty of outstanding people and places.
The news that drug traffickers were laying mines on the border reached the ears of Guderian, commander of the 5th Army, and he said it in an understatement.
"Move the drug dealers from the rear and let them lie in wait."
See...
This is called professionalism.
No matter how many land mines you have, how many drug dealers can you have?
On what occasion have I never seen you?
The tactics are all in the head.
The front lines are busy with chickens crowing and dogs barking.
And in Cancun, Yucatan.
111 in the quiet Marion Island community.
A red car stopped at the door, and three people got out. They were neatly dressed and had their hair slicked back.
"Don't smoke! Be polite, remember to be polite!" A man who looked like a big brother slapped the face of the person next to him, knocking away the cigarette. The other person was not annoyed, but nodded hurriedly. .
“Ring the doorbell.” The elder brother said to the other man wearing glasses. The latter rang the bell at the door twice and saw someone inside opening the door.
“Excuse me, who are you looking for?” It was a half-grown boy.
"Is the Great Wizard of Catmaco here? We have come all the way, and we hope he can help us."
As the elder brother said, he took out a wad of U.S. dollars from his arms and handed it over. The boy looked at his eyes and said, "Swipe" suddenly lit up. He hesitated and took it, "Wait a moment."
Then he took the money and ran into the house.
After about a minute or so, he came out again and opened the door, "Please come in, the great wizard of Catemaco is inside."
The three of them followed him in and saw the inside of the house. There was a smell of sandalwood. A man wore a high hat, a white beard on his face, and his upper body was bare. There were dragons and tigers painted on it, and he looked very capable.
His eyes were very sharp. When he saw the three of them coming in, he raised his head and stared.
Not to mention...
It really looks like a wizard, and with the evil ghost figure behind him, this scene is even more stressful.
"Hello."
The eldest brother bowed with others.
"What's the matter with you?" the great wizard of Catmaco said expressionlessly.
The other party took out a photo from his arms, which was a polite photo of Endrik Vinicius, the "Deputy Minister of Defense" and "Minister of Foreign Affairs" of the southern government.
“Come, please take a look at this one.”
The Great Wizard of Catmaco picked up the photo and heard the other person continue to say, “Can this person become the president of the southern regime?”< br>
“Let me see, tut tut tut tut tut…”
The great wizard clicked his tongue several times, frowned, and said with a look of disgust on his face, "This doesn't look very good. You can see that he controls his son and his wife, but I think there is probably no chance for him."
said After that, he threw the photo on the table contemptuously.
The eldest brother lowered his head, bit his mouth, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath, "Please take a closer look."
"There is no need, I, the Great Wizard of Catmaco, will take a look. Look at the face only once!”
“You can never make a mistake. Go back.”
The eldest brother's eyes suddenly dropped, he threw the table over, and rushed over to grab the great wizard of Catemaco with both hands, "Fuck you, give me a good look again, do you dare to say that he looks different?"
"You...what are you doing? You're beating people even after looking at faces!" the great wizard said with eyes wide open.
"Damn, take it away." The eldest brother waved his hand, and the two horse boys behind him came up and helped him stand up. The half-grown boy had already run away, and saw that the situation was not right.
The eldest brother respectfully put the photo back inside the suit.
The group of people pulled the great wizard of Catemaco to an abandoned factory. This was the headquarters interrogation room. There were already four or five sitting in it...priests, wizards, and even a Chinese? Wearing robes.
"Let me see if you can become president?" the eldest brother asked the great wizard of Catemaco.
“Look… I’ve looked at it several times… and it still doesn’t work.”
The eldest brother slapped the opponent with a backhand, so hard that his ears almost fell off, “You will be punished if you don’t accept the toast.” Wine!”
“You are looking for death.”
He grabbed the opponent’s head and beat him so hard that all the food from the previous night was knocked out.
After the opponent fell to the ground, he still didn't feel relieved, so he went up and continued kicking. He stepped on his head and twisted it so hard that blood came out.
"Stop...Stop fighting!!!"
The Great Wizard of Catmaco stretched out his hand tremblingly, "I...I have seen it carefully, he...he can be the president, Can be president!"
"You The mouth is different every day." The elder brother slapped him again, "You are a fake, right?" Be a master of others.”
The elder brother smiled and said, "Huh, you still understand people's words."
He showed the photo to the priest next to him, "What do you think?"
The priest's ribs were broken. He had two dicks, and he stammered when he spoke, "This... this person's face is simply heavenly. God descends to earth and will...be the emperor in the future."
"Very good!"
The eldest brother stood up with satisfaction and looked at his younger brother, "It seems that even the gods are blessing me. Mr. Derek, hahahaha.”
The Yucatan body-refining monk tried to use physical means to change his destiny!
Break superstition and grant divine power!
The tricks that Victor can do...
Mr. Endric Vinicius can do it too.
Loyalty! !
……
(End of this chapter)