Chapter 432: Great, you can be reincarnated!
In the border prison of Izúcar, Morelos state.
In fact, it is a large refrigerated warehouse.
Now it is used to detain captured vigilante members and drug dealers.
Hundreds of people were crowded inside, and the cold wind was making them shiver. Many of them were still injured. They screamed, "Oh, I'm oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" You can also see that many people are frozen and staring.
I really couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Get up! Get up!"
At this moment, a group of armored soldiers rushed in, knocked on the iron door heavily with their hands, pointed at them and shouted, they saw someone getting up If he was slow, he would hit his head with a gun butt, and blood would spurt out instantly like an aunt?
"Everyone go out and line up in a row, and the people behind put their hands on the shoulders of those in front."
Hundreds of people are like "zombiees", walking forward with their heads lowered.
There were dozens of soldiers outside, watching them eagerly. If anyone showed signs of being dissatisfied, they would come up with a combination of punches.
Treat the captive Victor with just two words: use force!
And the soldiers of the government army have no psychological or moral obstacles to this. There must be a military court and a martyrs cemetery, right?
Bring these prisoners to the border of Isukal.
The company commander leading the team pointed to the opposite side, "You are free, let's go."
"???"
The tied drug dealer captive raised his head and looked in disbelief upon hearing this.
Let them go?
Someone hurriedly ran forward for two steps, but immediately stopped and turned back tremblingly. When he saw that the armored soldiers ignored him, he ran away!
That foot can be lifted very high.
Just as he was about to enter the opposite state, there was a click under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, boom!
The whole person was torn into pieces at once.
The body's broken limbs and arms were rolled aside...
The air suddenly became quiet.
"The next batch, twenty people will go hand in hand." The armored corps commander said expressionlessly.
"No, no, no!! These people want us to lie down, they want us to die, no, no, I won't go, I won't go!" A thin young man wearing glasses suddenly shouted excitedly, wanting to run away run.
Bang.
There was a gunshot, and the other person was shot in the back of the head. His body jumped forward with inertia, and he lay down face down. Young people just love to sleep.
"Is there anyone else who disagrees? Tell me, I will send him to die." The company commander squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone, and all the people he stared at trembled in fear.
Let’s see…
They will also become frightened when encountering death.
Under the threat of gunpoint, a group of twenty people held each other's hands and started to manually walk through the mines tremblingly.
I kept shouting Hallelujah in my heart and Mamma Mia in my mouth.
Boom!
Someone stepped on it again, and the whole team "flyed" up.
A few were lucky enough not to be killed on the spot, but their legs were broken and their abdomens were punctured. They lay on the ground, struggled to move back, stretched out their hands, "Help...save..."
But the government The soldiers in the army looked on indifferently, and some of them laughed.
"Victor, I'll fuck you!!!" Someone yelled unwillingly and stared dead.
"Hmph, curse the leader, go to the two drug dealers and pull him over. Whoever brings him over will be alive today." The company commander said with a gloomy face.
The drug dealers and prisoners looked at each other and then rushed over.
"Go away, this is mine, give it to me!"
"Abate, I saved your life, give me this opportunity."
"Colinth, I My wife was fucked by you, please make it up to me this time.”
Some of the drug dealers actually fought over the body in public, covering their hands, legs, and even their teeth.
Behind him were two strong men with two broken teeth and black and blue bodies dragging the bodies over.
"Yes, you two are alive today, go ahead later." The company commander said with satisfaction. The two prisoners bent over and thanked them vigorously, with surprise in their eyes.
"Let the two of them go to the mine first tomorrow."
The deputy company commander next to him was startled, then smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Pointing. The man on the ground just cursed Victor's body, "What about this one?"
"Chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs."
"Okay!"
…
Tiburon Island, Sonora.
This largest island in the Gulf of California and Mexico has an area of 1,220 square kilometers. It is famous all over the world because it is close to the sea and has convenient transportation. In addition, there are so-called "cannibals" here.
Many explorers like to come here...
Then he mysteriously disappeared.
There will be more skulls in the middle of the island.
Some drug dealers will also recruit fighters here, because these people are really desperate. Similarly, in the old Mexico period, this was also the largest drug trading ground in Sonora. How arrogant was it?
Local drug dealers invite drug lords from the United States, Canada, and Europe to hold a conference to select which model is the best. They can also discuss business here. As long as they take a small commission, they will not face attacks from the Mexican government. .
For a time, something as shady as drugs was openly sold.
Of course, this bad habit is gone now...
The cannibals above are gone too.
“After Victor captured Sonora, he marched directly with his army, leaving no one behind, no matter men, women, or children... A total of 378 people from the Valadell tribe were killed.”
At the beach. , a woman wearing sunglasses wearing this white lace dress, looking good-tempered, bent down and scooped a cup of soil with her hand, but it flowed out from the gaps between her fingers. Two men stood beside her, listening quietly. With.
“What about the bodies of the 378 people?” a blond man asked.
The woman raised her head and looked at the sea. She said it, but seemed not to say it.
Another short and stocky man laughed out loud, "You CIA 6 plan to use this public opinion to defeat Victor? Then I can only say that you are really retarded."
The woman frowned. , turned his head with a somewhat unkind expression, "Then what can Mossad do? Oh, by the way, has your director been re-elected??"
These words are simply heartbreaking.
Who doesn’t know that the director and deputy directors of Mossad and a group of high-level officials were bombed over Afghanistan?
From what has been heard around the world, it is difficult to find that heads of intelligence agencies were beheaded in groups.
Isn’t this a repeated stab in people’s hearts?
The short and fat Mossad member's face froze, and he was about to rush forward to take action in anger, but was hugged by the blond man next to him, "Calm down! Calm down, if you fight here, you will all be caught. Get up, when the time comes, I’ll see if you can come out of the police station alive.”
The two of them paused, looked at each other, and snorted coldly.
One of the two organizations is notorious, the other is bloody and brutal. In fact, both parties dislike each other. Who are you, calling me "the four major intelligence organizations?"
But now they are all for the same man, temporarily shaking hands along the river.
Victor is simply the "ambassador of peace."
"Since we are cooperating, let's have a good talk." The blond man rubbed the bridge of his nose with his right hand, "Everything is to defeat the tyrant."
"We tried to bribe the top management, they are a bunch of people They can't be splashed in or water can seep out. They are just stinking stones in the pit. They are smelly and hard. I don't know what kind of soup Victor gave them to be so stubborn. "
The Mossad agents are so stubborn. Eye, "We have also lost a lot of colleagues for this."
This is also a very depressing thing for many intelligence agencies in the world...
These senior executives collected money, and then transferred people to get the liaison. As for the money, Victor said it himself: As long as the agents let you Workers, you take the money, you don't have to hand it over.
Playing is real.
These words made some people who had finally bribed them immediately rebel.
The boss has said it, you can still get the money, you can play with the girls, you don’t have to bear the responsibility, and you still get credit for catching the spy. It’s not too wonderful.
"Trash!"
The woman glanced at him and sneered, straightening her swan neck very proudly.
The blond man once again pulled Mossad...
He hurriedly asked, "You mean, there is news from CIA6?"
"We studied him Everyone found that his secretary Krista Schroeder seemed to have suddenly disappeared. We thought he had been executed for something, but we always thought it was unlikely. ”
"So we conducted an in-depth investigation, and we really found an important piece of information!"
"What?" the blond man asked quickly, and the Mossad agent also pricked up his ears.
"Krista Schroeder gave birth to a son for Victor!"
"!!!"
This information is too important, outside intelligence agencies Not sure.
The woman felt relieved when she saw their wide eyes.
Did you see that?
You still have to rely on CIA6. Britain’s old imperialist capabilities are still there, and its future glory will also be there.
“Real or fake?” The blond man couldn’t help but ask.
If he had a son, there would be a lot more articles that could be written. Everyone knows that North Korea has a supernova female general, but did they know that the general has two sons?
Don’t know?
Not even seen in the news media.
Because, we must protect them.
The blond man belongs to DGSE, the French General Directorate for External Security.
After he finished speaking, he screamed secretly. Sure enough, the woman looked unhappy, "CIA6 never gives false information."
“Where does this information come from?”
“You don’t need to care about this. Our plan is to capture Krista Schroeder and her son alive. It’s best to Use this to make a fuss about the dispute. If you want to participate in this matter, it is best to ask your leader to contact our superior."
The blond man and the Mossad agent looked at each other. Somewhat exciting.
Victor has too many secrets.
Why did he get into trouble so quickly?
Why does he have so many sophisticated weapons at his disposal? Where did it come from? Are there any allies in the United States or Europe?
Is the SS-25 intercontinental missile phalanx the last killer weapon left by the Soviet Union?
The collapse of Mexico’s top brass was a left-wing or right-wing invasion?
These are what many countries want to know, so that in future international affairs, they can know the other side's bottom line and trump card.
"Okay, let's go back and discuss it." The blond man nodded.
The woman took out a lady's cigarette, held it in her mouth, and spit it out calmly, "Hurry up, things don't wait for anyone."
After the three chatted for a few more words, , they separated.
She sat back under the parasol, drank the juice, and waited for almost half an hour before slowly leaving and walking towards an off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road. She opened the door and got in.
A hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind.
The woman looked in the car's mirror in horror. It was a burly man!
I wanted to struggle...
But I couldn't struggle at all. After a while, I fainted.
In fact, agents are not as good as they thought. Counterattacks and flying over walls are all nonsense. Make yourself as ordinary as possible.
More than ten seconds later, a red Toyota Overbearing approached the off-road vehicle. The door opened, and the female agent was dragged into the car. When leaving, she did not forget to close the door for her and walked away. .
The female agent had a long dream. She dreamed that... she was riding a roller coaster, made a sharp turn, and vomited...
Poof...
Slowly opened her eyes, wearing glasses slowly. It was slow to adapt, but when I saw it clearly, I was trembling in my heart.
A confined space, tied to a chair.
It’s over, I’ve been caught.
Two men walked out of the dark corner. The leader with triangular eyes looked very fierce, but he kept smiling, but the more he looked like this, the more scared he became.
"Introduce yourself, I am Jeff Bennett."
"Clown?!"
The woman blurted out in horror.
Jeff Bennett raised his brows and smiled even more, "It seems I caught it right, it was still a big fish."
He now serves as head of Mexico's counterintelligence chief, a highly promoted position.
After infiltrating the central government and assassinating Popovich, he was directly transferred from the Director of the Information Bureau to the newly established Counterintelligence Bureau as Director.
Mexico currently has three major intelligence agencies: the Mexican Counterintelligence Directorate! (Has the right to participate both externally and internally, and is the head of the Intelligence Bureau.)
Thirteen Taibao! (An audit of the bureaucracy.)
Mexican Information Bureau! (Externally.)
He is already considered a big shot.
Especially when he pretended to enter the Popovich government to hold a high position and then killed him, the weirdness and excitement of it are not enough for outsiders to understand.
It has also been listed as a classic case by many intelligence agencies.
They can’t understand why he rose to this level within a few months of being in the puppet government?
In the end it can only be classified as, the Popovich government has many people going north.
Jeff Bennett smiled, "Then can you tell me, what organization do you belong to? What are you for?"
The woman lowered her head and remained silent. She had no intention of living. , she knew that if she made a mistake, it would be absolutely impossible to survive.
“It seems that our new friend is not very cooperative.” Jeff’s eyes darkened, he smiled, and said to the people around him, “Sharpen her pencil.”
< br>The interrogators around him nodded vigorously.
Jeff Bennett sat nearby and watched quietly.
The other party picked up a special peeler, just like the potato peeler used at home, but the gap in the middle was a bit big, just enough to fit a finger.
The interrogator grabbed the woman's finger and inserted it.
"You...what are you doing?"
"Fuck you."
The interrogator grinned, and then pulled hard!
Zhi...
One sound!
A large piece of flesh and blood was taken away directly! ! !
“Ah!!!!!”
The fingers were linked to the heart, and the painful screams echoed through the small dark room.
The woman was shaking all over in pain.
It turns out that this is what sharpening pencils means.
The other party showed no mercy at all. He pointed at the other side of the same finger and whittled it again!
The woman immediately started rolling her eyes in pain and foaming at the mouth.
The finger bones are clearly visible.
Do you think this is the end?
He brought the disinfectant alcohol directly and pressed his hand into it.
It was too cruel...
Her breath began to twitch in pain, it was that kind of... rhythmic trembling.
“There are nine left, by the way, oh, sorry, you still have toes.”
"Kill me, kill me...kill me!"
The woman's voice went from a low voice at the beginning to a heartbreaking shout at the end.
The interrogator slapped him in the face and wiped his face, "TMD, don't you know that saliva is poisonous?"
"You want to tell me? I want to see how strong your bones are. Our methods are still strong.”
The Mexican Counterintelligence Directorate has many methods.
If you can't bear it anymore, I'll give you an epinephrine shot. There are doctors outside to make sure you won't die.
Finally, when she reached the third finger, the female agent could no longer hold on and revealed her identity and next purpose.
He is also a tough guy, with three fingers cut into bones.
When Jeff Bennett heard that the other party found out that Victor had a child, his face was obviously nervous, and he raised his hands, "Where did you get the information?"
His first thought Just...
Someone on the inside betrayed you?
The woman raised her head and said weakly, "Nanny, we bribed the nanny."
"Don't let her die, and ask him to tell you the following, and I will report it. "
"Yes, sir"
Jeff Bennett quickly ran out, ran to the office and called Casare...
The General Directorate of Counterintelligence reported to Casare.
He repeated the matter again, and a nasal voice sounded from the other end, "I understand, you did a good job, but you have to catch all the fish in the back, damn, these rats in the sewer can hide It’s deep, find it out.”
“Understood.”
Jeff Bennett’s eyes were sinister.
After Casare hung up the phone, he went straight to Victor's office. When he knocked on the door and entered, a half-sized Tibetan mastiff appeared in front of him, which startled him. After he recovered, he felt helpless.
A businessman in Chinatown gave a Tibetan Mastiff to the National Palace. The boss liked it very much and hugged it almost every day. It was only two or three months old and it has grown into a big man.
Maybe it also knows its status and often runs downstairs. Everyone who sees it will give it food.
Victor gave him a name: AK47.
A very simple name.
"You're usually very busy. What's the matter?" Victor asked with a smile while stroking the dog's head.
"Boss..."
Casare told everything about what happened, and he was still very nervous, "I have sent people to arrest the nanny. Also, do we need to strengthen security?"
Victor's good mood was instantly gone...
"The French guy also wants to get in. He really wants to lick the shit he sees."
"Catch what needs to be caught, and what needs to be interrogated, I want to Look, how many of their intelligence agencies have died here before they can give up.”
Casare nodded, and he also supported digging deeper.
"The Mossad has focused its attention on us. Are there any clues that we have shot down the plane?"
"You know it if you know it. What are you afraid of? I have a temper. He came from the Middle East to beat me. It’s not in the way. If he wants to mess with us, we will let them change the director.”
Casare’s eyes flashed...
“I think we should give it. They’re in trouble.”
"For example?"
"Support Palestine."
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(End of this chapter)