Chapter 460: Civil servants do not hesitate to pay, but military officers are not afraid of death!
January 22nd at 9pm.
The spokesperson of the United Nations made a serious complaint to dozens of news media, "The behavior of the Mexican delegation has seriously soiled this sacred place. We have decided to cancel its seat in the United Nations and expel it before 10 a.m. on the 23rd!"
"We also sternly warn Mexico not to turn North America into a war zone!"
"If a war breaks out, Victor and others will immediately be listed as war criminals and are wanted worldwide!"
After the spokesperson read out the warning according to the script, he left with a gloomy face. The reporters below could not stop shouting no matter how hard they shouted.
It is simply the first one that can make the United Nations carry out the act of "expulsion".
At 9:30 during the press conference, the Security Council held an emergency closed-door meeting.
No one knew what happened, but when it was over, the American representative came out with a face that looked like a dead father.
"Mr. Ward, is this meeting about whether to target Mexican mercenaries?" A female reporter ran up and handed over the microphone.
But before he could say this, he was pulled hard from behind and knocked down. The reporter standing behind quickly filled the gap.
Upon seeing this, the security personnel nearby quickly and nervously protected the American representative.
This is the deputy leader. His head was broken in the fight in the morning...
"Mr. Ward, is there a new round of major conflict between the United States and Mexico? Mexico has begun to mobilize troops in the border area. Is there a new chance for peace?"
Perhaps because he was unhappy with the noise, Ward stopped and frowned, dissatisfaction flashing behind his three-centimetre-thick glasses, "Mexico led by Victor is undoubtedly evil..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a reporter smashing the microphone over and hitting the bridge of the reporter's nose.
"Ouch!!!"
With a scream, Ward covered his hands and shouted, "Fake!!"
He is anxious...
He is anxious...
"The United States is the most evil. Frank, Ward, your whole family is a mess. Your mother will be raped sooner or later, and your daughter will be made into leather shoes from red shoes sooner or later..."
The security personnel rushed forward and pushed a young reporter to the ground, and the reporter's glasses fell off...
But he also shouted: "Long live the great Victor!!"
Deputy Commander Ward himself had a fire in his chest. In the closed-door meeting just now, the Security Council voted 4 to 1 on whether to send troops. It was obvious who the 1 was.
He banged the table and loudly asked why he disagreed.
Rabbit: Call your mother, so loud.
But he also knows that this kind of meeting is of no value. Regardless of whether the parties agree or not, the United States will definitely go to Mexico.
Mao, who succeeded the Soviet Union, may not send troops, but others have agreed to help.
Now being given another microphone, he became furious, pushed away the security personnel, and kicked the reporter on the head in public.
Everyone was in an uproar!
The reporters nearby took pictures of this scene.
This is huge news!
Members of the delegation beat up protesters!
The reporter group is like a double-edged sword. If you use it well, it will defeat your enemies. If you use it poorly, it will backfire on you.
"Sir, calm down, calm down!" The security guard next to him quickly pulled him away.
After calming down, Ward also realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and hurriedly covered his face and said, "Hand him over to the police!"
After saying that, he ran away.
The reporter behind him took pictures of his frightened eyes.
At the same time, in Brussels, Belgium.
The NATO spokesperson gave an impassioned speech, explaining Victor's atrocities and Mexico's perverse actions.
Declared: "When the United States is in trouble, Europe is in trouble, and NATO will never sit idly by and watch!"
This was said with great force.
NATO has clearly decided to end the war.
In the face of these jackals, tigers and leopards, the Mexican government wrote two words on its official website:
free!
It was as if they were corresponding from afar.
The air across North America is filled with smoke.
…
Baja California. On the Los Cabos National Highway.
On the Humvee with its police lights flashing, a loudspeaker blasted: "All personnel and vehicles, please pull over and cooperate!"
The driver of a gray dump truck was smoking a cigarette. He saw and heard it in the rearview mirror.
But he ignored it completely.
Failure to comply with traffic management is the norm for dump trucks.
He hummed a tune and pretended not to notice.
The Humvee also noticed it, accelerated, drove alongside him, and shouted at him: "All personnel and vehicles, please pull over and cooperate!"
The policeman sitting in the back opened the window and shouted loudly.
Seeing the other party indifferent.
He took out his pistol and fired a shot into the rearview mirror!
Bang!
The driver trembled in fright and his eyes widened. What the hell?
shot?
Should traffic violations also be shot to death?
He swallowed and had no choice but to park the dirt truck next to him. As soon as he got off the truck, he was pinned to the ground by the police.
"Why don't you stop?"
"I...I didn't hear it."
"Didn't you hear that?"
The police officer leading the team said with a dark face, "Take it away, which company owns it, and ask your person in charge to pick you up."
Upon hearing this, the driver's face turned green, his head drooped, dejected.
The other cars were very obedient and pulled over one after another, but they were a little confused and suddenly implemented traffic control.
Buzz buzz~
Suddenly, the dull sound of the engine was heard.
"Dad, look!" A child shouted to his father, patted his shoulder hard and pointed outside.
"What?"
My father looked out in confusion and saw a green troop carrier driving in front, with soldiers sitting behind it.
"This is a troop transport convoy."
"That's a tank, a tank!" the child shouted excitedly.
My father saw a large transport vehicle with more than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles on the upper and lower floors.
The car owners on the roadside were all surprised. They got out of their cars one after another and stood pointing.
"That's an M198 155mm howitzer. After one shot, there will be no residue left."
Some military fans’ eyes light up when they see the equipment, and they pick up some models casually.
Military fans who see equipment are like perverts who see women.
The breathing sound they make is the same.
"Did you see the muzzle? The M109 self-propelled howitzer is the standard weapon of the Americans. Oh!"
"And that... Type 83 self-propelled artillery?"
"This should be the establishment of a Marine Division. Is this going to Tijuana?"
Many people don't understand weapons and equipment, but they can see the border situation from the news.
"Is this going to start a fight?" a woman said with a worried look on her face.
"It should be, fight! If we fight well, those son-of-a-bitch American capitalists should have a taste of the power of the iron fist. Moreover, the humiliation caused by the US-Mexican War must be avenged now!"
Looking at the weapons and equipment, many old Mexicans felt proud.
This was actually the effect Victor wanted. When the army was moving, he specifically gave the order not to cover it up.
Just to let everyone see, it is not certain who will win in this war.
American weapons are powerful...
But there’s one drawback: it’s too close to Mexico.
The Fourth Army and the three field artillery regiments deployed in the past totaled over a thousand artillery pieces. According to the orders of the military headquarters, they were waiting for the opponent to launch an attack on February 2.
Concentrate your firepower and open all fire!
Immediately, the border area was blown into ruins.
Of course, we must also be careful of the US military's aerial firepower. The Gulf War is a good learning material. Without good air defense capabilities, these are targets.
The air defense regiments of the Central First Army, the Second Army, and the Third Army, as well as the "Patriot"-3 missile air defense regiment directly under the military headquarters, are all moving closer to the border area.
Victor was ready for a battle.
Faced with "warnings" from NATO and the United Nations, Victor arrived at the front line on the 27th.
Nogales, Sonora. This is only 100 kilometers from the United States.
Stationed here are two divisions of the 4th Marine Corps, the 337th and 338th Divisions, with a total of more than 30,000 people.
Thousands of soldiers lined up in formation.
Standing on the stage, Victor felt murderous and passionate in his chest.
"Brothers!"
"I don't know how to talk about big things, and I really can't fight, but that son-of-a-bitch Yankee doesn't want us to live a good life, and he doesn't like someone standing next to them to expose their darkness!"
"He doesn't like people holding fire for the poor. What do they like?"
"They like to sit in the office, drink coffee, and then make comments about us, the children of workers and farmers. He has killed the upward channels at the bottom. They have committed a crime. Why can no one judge them?"
"What are we fighting for?"
Victor raised his fingers with his right hand and looked excited, "For the sake of ideals and the greatest and simplest belief of all mankind, we are humans, not animals!"
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
"Of course, I know there are people outside who are making sarcastic remarks, saying that Victor, sitting in the National Palace, uses the lives of others to highlight his own greatness."
"Please don't worry, if the Yankees step into our land, I..."
He patted his chest hard, "When I die on the front line, anyone who sees me as a deserter can shoot me."
What he said was simply impassioned.
The soldiers below, whose average age was less than 22 years old, looked at him feverishly.
This is equivalent to a sentence: The time has come when the country needs us.
Who wouldn't feel numb after hearing this?
"Moreover, Vice President Casare Gonzalez, his brother, is serving among you, and he will be at the forefront."
"We are different from capitalism. Our children have never been gold-plated. We want them to go to the places where the war is fiercest. Anyone can sacrifice, why not our relatives?"
Victor glanced at Fatty Ka and motioned for him to come up and say a few words.
The latter walked up and breathed a sigh of relief, "I hope my brother will fight bravely and not be afraid of death. When ideals and beliefs collapse and fail, please wait for me in hell. I will go with you!"
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Many people on the stage looked at him in surprise, obviously surprised that he could say such a thing.
I thought he was just a favored "treacherous minister", but I didn't expect him to have such courage.
Man, this thing is so complicated.
The soldiers below were finally in an uproar. They looked at each other and I looked at you.
They are not afraid of death, they are just afraid that they will die undeservedly.
But when the son of a big shot goes to the battlefield with you, that is simply... worth a thousand words.
This is not like Bush Sr. falling into the sea during the Pacific War and thousands of people fishing for him.
That good-for-nothing Mountbatten, if he hadn't been of high blood, could he have been the commander?
Even a JB would find his underwear dirty.
Only dogs, pay attention to bloodline.
"Long live the Mexican people! Long live freedom!"
Casare raised his hands and cheered loudly.
The soldiers below were full of morale and shouted in response.
And in a square matrix below.
Felik pursed his lips tightly and fought back tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Don't worry, brother, I won't embarrass you!"
The reporters who followed took pictures of Casare's scene.
A hundred years from now, someone will remember them through information.
After the disbandment, the Chief of Staff of the 4th Army, Fedor von Bock, asked in a low voice.
"Do I need to call Felik?"
Of course he knew who Brother Casare was and where he served.
Victor glanced at his close comrade-in-arms, who just hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.
"No need, we will meet each other naturally on the day of triumph."
Fedor von Bock tapped him on the shoulder.
Victor and his party took a special train to go north. They didn't take a plane unless necessary. Who knew if there would be an accident.
The "Tamuz-1" operation that bombed Saddam Hussein in 1981 was a typical "crossing the river in white clothes" behavior. As a result, many countries would rather shoot down the passenger plane than let it go.
If the United States next door got hold of Victor's movements, do you think he would launch missiles?
Although the patent is slow, it is superior in safety. The carriages are all made of bulletproof materials. Even the chefs bring their own, and the waiters above are all bodyguards of the Secret Service.
Victor looked at the scenery outside. As February entered, everything began to revive, and touches of green began to bloom.
He was slightly in a trance.
After the war, I don’t know how much will be left.
"South Korea has sent troops."
Suddenly, Casare, who was sitting opposite, spoke up, holding a newspaper in his hand.
Victor frowned with a question mark on his face.
The other party hurriedly handed over the newspaper.
North Korea’s Rodong Sinmun is rare in Mexico.
It says:
"According to the North Korean command, South Korea recently dispatched a special forces of more than 600 people, whose members belong to the Combat Control Team (CCT) and Air Force sequence."
"It is said that these soldiers will enter the Fort Hood Army Base in Texas for three months of special training."
"But it is actually possible that we will participate in future wars in North America."
Casare raised his head and looked at Victor.
"The first country in Asia to end up."
Who would have thought that Emperor Wei would smile immediately, with dimples still there.
"Originally, I only had a 6-level chance of winning the war. Now with them, we have an 8-level chance."
"South Korea has a record of killing American four-star generals. The Americans don't care about this hard-earned lesson. I think they will be unlucky again."
South Korea?
Axi bar…
Not to mention, what kind of fighting power does it have?
A country with combat effectiveness would not have 19 garrisons.
There are not that many terrorist organizations in Afghanistan.
"However, this also shows that the US military is calling on friends and intends to give us a hard blow."
"Then let's see whether his teeth are sharp or my bones are chewable!"
"General."
Joseph Joffre trotted over from the next car, looking a little anxious.
"The 136th Texas Infantry Regiment shot at our border residents at the Juarez border, killing 22 people and wounding 17 others."
"!!!"
"When did it happen?"
Joseph Joffre looked at his watch and said, "20 minutes ago."
Victor slammed the table, "This is too much!"
"Then fight."
"Make a statement immediately!"
"Boss...don't you wait for No. 2?"
"What are you waiting for? The initiative is now in our hands. They fired first. Do we have to wait until they have fought enough before we fight back?"
Victor glared.
"This is a rubbish country that takes drugs, traffics people, and abducts children. It should be taught a lesson."
January 27, 1992.
The self-defense counterattack against the United States has officially begun!
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(End of chapter)