Chapter 464 "Good night! Mexico!"
Reagan is here!
He came to San Diego to work!
He was wearing a black suit, and his hair was styled very neatly, using a lot of hairspray.
Like a groom official.
Under the protection of the Secret Service, he shook hands with all the general officers at the San Diego Naval Base and said hello, with a faint smile on his face.
This guy ...
Also unwilling to be lonely!
Who will have a retired president who can come to the front line?
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George W. Bush was shot in the hospital by one of his own men. Who is Clinton? He is just a romantic young man who can't control his little brother, but he can still be the president?
He doesn't have the ability, you know.
There is only one hero in the world, Ronald Wilson Reagan!
He came, and also brought more than a dozen journalists. Although his team thought it was dangerous, he also believed that he would have greater hope.
If…
Mr. Reagan can go to the front line with a gun to fight the Mexicans. With just one clip, they can make public opinion rate him as one of the greatest presidents!
But Reagan thought about it...
Forget it, the bullet is not long eyes.
Typical wants to vote, but dare not really die.
Putting a podium at the entrance of the naval base, he grabbed both sides with both hands, raised his head, and watched the officers sitting below, and torn his speech in public.
The following group of people is unknown.
He listened to Ligan very passionately, "When my consultant gave me this stack of speech, I know, I will not speak wrong, because every word here is selected."
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"But!"
"Gentlemen, this is not what I want. My compatriots are resisting aggression, and I should vent my emotions. This cold speech cannot express my respect and love for you."
Look ...
What is a politician? This is telling lies with open eyes.
The advisory group standing behind looked at each other and smiled helplessly. They were all used to it. When necessary, they would be pushed out to whip corpses.
Not to mention...
The following group of people ate this set, and they cheered instantly.
"We will definitely be able to eliminate Victor's tyranny, and we can also protect our country. Gentlemen, please tell me if you have any difficulties, and I will definitely help you solve them."
"Our goal is to make America great forever!"
Under the background of his words, the atmosphere was so good.
The people below shouted the name of Liegen.
This made him couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.
After Clinton leaves office, the next one must show off his glory again.
Some people say they are old?
No!
I can still lead the United States for decades.
No one noticed.
Seven Pchela-T2 bombing drones penetrated into San Diego from an altitude of 1,000 meters in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and northwest.
This kind of thing can't be seen by radar even when flying at low altitude.
"No. 1.4.7, target positioning."
Informatization combat department.
The operator was wearing a headset, shouting, and the joystick on his finger moved the camera slightly.
Hermut Moqi lying behind, "Reduce the height."
"Yes!"
The three drones began to get out of the clouds. There was a large red frame on the screen, which wrapped the entire naval base in it.
It's like a scope.
Finally ...
Then the situation below is clear.
Hermut Mochi saw a group of people sitting at the door of the base and was silent ...
Big Brother, are you looking down on us?
Isn't this just to behead your head to others?
The officers standing behind him also scratched their heads.
"General, could this be a trap?" someone asked in a low voice.
"What is the picture? Is it a picture ... a drone?" Hermut Moqi glanced at him.
"Then they must be crazy."
"Is the American guy taking drugs and sucking too much."
The officers behind them whispered to each other.
"Quiet!"
Helmut Moltke scolded, and they immediately shut up. He leaned forward, pointed at the screen, "Explode!"
"Since they are looking for death, we will send them to hell."
The operator nodded vigorously, quickly opened the weapon system with his fingers, unlocked the cluster bomb inside the drone, and pressed the red button with force, which read: Drop the bomb!
The Pchela-T2 bombing drone in the air opened its belly and dropped a cluster bomb, spinning and falling downwards!
In mid-air, the bomb disintegrated and dispersed into hundreds of smaller bombs.
It roared and hit the ground!
Reagan was still speaking below, but suddenly felt a tightness in his heart. Ever since he was assassinated, he had an intuition about death.
"Be careful !!"
I don't know who shouted in the crowd, Liegen stunned, and then he heard the whistling of the sky above his head.
Haven't responded yet ...
The pain in my body is excruciating!
Immediately afterwards, the whole person was blown out.
What's that in the distance?
Look, Liegen does not look like your intestines?
Welcome to a panic, running like a headless fly, but ... who can run the shells?
A loud noise swept across the sky.
A small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
This is not over ...
The other four PCHELA-T2 bomber also arrived and performed the second round of bombs below.
Boom!
Liegen, the air is all (he?)
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Pentagon.
Robert Gates was smoking a cigarette and holding a lighter in his hand and pressing it hard.
Pat~
No fire.
He pressed it again, and he frowned slightly, and he didn't believe in evil, but he didn't respond.
"Fake Squid!"
Robert angrily smashed the lighter, which was worth tens of thousands of dollars, on the ground.
If he hadn't still had his sense, he might have scolded the lighter, and even you, would have bullied me?
But when I saw tens of thousands of dollars lying on the ground, I felt a little distressed and went to the door to pick it up.
As soon as he lowered his head, the door was violently pushed open from the outside. With a bang, he was knocked upside down.
The pain coming from his head instantly made him furious, "Asshole! What are you going to do! Is your father dead or your mother dead!"
The secretary who pushed in the door was busy supporting him, hearing his words, hesitated, grunt, his pupils shrank, "Sir, Mr. Liggen ... was killed in San Diego!"
Robert "swiped" and raised his head, and the pain from the red envelope on his head was instantly forgotten...
"No ... Impossible, you must be a joke?"
He laughed and saw the sad look of the other person. When he gave it, he didn't mention it in one breath, his face turned red, and then he was pale immediately.
Grasp the secretary's arm hard, "Quick ... can't be passed out!"
That is Lineen. The status in the hearts of Americans is very high and is known as one of the "greatest Americans".
Some even said that if it wasn't for him, the United States might have been dragged down in the 1980s.
But for such a person, if he was "killed" by the Mexicans on the front line, it would be simply...
Unimaginable!
The secretary was crying, "I have ... I know, there are more than a dozen reporters and six officials at the naval base!"
Robert. Gates felt dizzy and stretched out his hand, his voice trembling, "Quick, go find President Clinton!"
Quite a bit…
Go to the West to invite Tathagata Buddha, because he knows that this is no longer his responsibility.
Just 6 generals, there have not been such casualties since World War II.
"Hel me up."
The secretary next to him held him up hard, and Robert's foot was still softened, and he kneeling on the ground at once.
The complexion is bitter ...
He suddenly envied the old bastard of Lamsfield, and the old bastard ran really fast.
It’s over.
It's over the end of this life.
At this time, Clinton was originally planned to condolences to the veterans, because the "starvation" incident occurred in San Francisco's veterans!
A lonely old man during World War II was abused and starved to death in a nursing home ...
This was reported by a small newspaper, but it caused an uproar, and discussions about the treatment of US military veterans began to appear on the Internet.
The White House Secretariat is not all trash. Many people noticed something was wrong. They must suppress the signs of this matter, otherwise...
It really happens!
There's a war going on on the front lines.
But on the road, after answering a phone call, the team turned back in a hurry and pulled the alarm.
The residents along the way see the teams returning to the way.
"What's wrong? Why are you back again?" A woman wearing pajamas asked lying on the window and asked her husband.
"Maybe Clinton pulled pants? I think the guy's sphincter is not good."
My husband, who was watching TV, hummed and said, paused, came over in slippers, and looked at the anxious look of the motorcade, "Maybe who died?"
The wife pushed her husband hard and said, "Your mouth really stinks."
At this moment, on the TV, the director below rushed onto the stage holding a piece of paper. The host was stunned and took it in confusion...
This has never happened.
She glanced at what was written on the paper, her eyes suddenly widened, and her whole body was trembling.
I don't know what a small toy I took.
The next second…
The hostess was full of tears in her eyes, and she cried in public!
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"Cry, cry, cry NM, speak quickly!" the director behind the camera clenched his fists and roared in a low voice.
The male host next to him saw this and took the paper over. When he saw the news, everyone in front of the TV could clearly see his brows trembled.
But the good psychological quality still makes him strong:
"Insert a sudden news now!"
"Former U.S. President Ronald Wilson Reagan was attacked and killed when he was visiting the military at the San Diego Naval Base!"
The husband who was cursing Clinton in front of the TV took a breath, his mouth was...so powerful? !
Turned on?
This is really deadly!
He looked at his wife next to him and saw that her eyes were staring, and tears could not help but flow from the corners of her eyes.
Reagan was loved by women because he had been an actor, was handsome, and spoke humorously.
But such a person ...
He was killed?
Oh my god ...
Today must be April Fool's Day!
The news that Reagan was killed in a bombing swept the entire United States instantly like a wildfire in San Francisco!
Then the whole world!
"! (US President Ligan, was killed by Mexico in San Diego!) - Peninsula TV" Gulf News ".
"My heart aches!! The commander of the レーガンrice, the サンディエゴでメキシコにshoots the される!!! (Brothers who often watch movies don't need to translate.)" - Japan's "NHK 7 o'clock news".
"!!!!! (God!!!! Mexican tyrant killed our favorite leader !!! Axi !!" - KBS News!
…
With modern and advanced communication technology, there is no way to hide this kind of thing. It was conveyed immediately, who cares whether it was true or not?
As long as the traffic is fine.
Ginza, Tokyo.
The Japanese government immediately ordered that the red color visible along the edges be changed to white.
Used to mourn the "life".
It is worthy of being a son. Dad is dead. This filial piety can be learned, otherwise ... take them away directly.
The next door of South Korea is even more ruthless. It is said that Qingwatai intends to mourn directly in the lower half of the flag, and the country is silent for three days.
Alas ...
Sure enough, it's a stick, Assi.
And the rabbit next to it:
"Ah? Ah! Ah?!"
Anyway, it is also a highlight to see the response of countries around the world.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Hot spots explode!
After returning to the White House, Collinton didn't know what he said, but based on the conversion of the three aunts and seven aunts.
This day ...
Clinton held his lower body.
Under such "boiling", Mexico is the last one to know.
For Victor, everyone is fighting for the founding of the country, so how can he have time to watch TV?
But when the "wailing" from the United States next door came through the TV, Casare was so excited that he almost broke through the wall and rushed directly into Victor's office.
"Boss! Boss !!!"
"Liegen ..."
He blushed and pointed at the newspaper with a thick neck, "Liegen is dead!"
Victor, who was smoking a cigarette and hadn't slept well for three days, looked confused.
"That American actor Ronald Reagan, the president, was shot dead by us in San Diego. His body was mutilated."
Victor's expression.
Σ (° △ ° |||)!
Immediately afterwards: ()Surprise!!!
He jumped up immediately, and the cigarette butt fell directly onto his clothes without paying attention.
"Who did it? Well done!!"
"According to the news in the United States, he was killed by a drone, and that was the information combat unit." Casare also said with a happy face.
"Helmut Moltke?"
Victor smiled even more like a chrysanthemum, "Quickly, call him over. No, no, I'll go over there and call the staff and the chiefs of the army and navy."
"Understood!"
Victor couldn't be described as excited now.
He didn't know how to reward the other party.
History book!
Yes, on the historical book!
February 2nd is a time destined to be remembered in military history!
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Information combat forces belong to the direct management of the Ministry of National Defense.
The location is at the foot of Mount Tepeya. It covers a small area, about 17,000 square meters, which is equivalent to two football fields.
Hermut Moch, who hadn't closed his eyes for a few days, was resting in the compartment and was awakened by people.
"General Moltke..."
He opened his eyes drowsily and saw a familiar face.
It was none other than Deputy Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Edward Fritz Blomberg.
Helmut Moltke almost rolled off the wire bed, stood up quickly, and saluted: "Sir!"
Lieutenant General Bolomburg was happy, patted his shoulder, and gave his thumbs up, "Good dry, dry!"
The whole party was confused.
"Chief, what are you talking about?"
"You don't know? That's right. There's not even a TV here, and you don't know what's going on outside. Did you send a drone to attack the San Diego Naval Base?"
"Do you know who you killed?"
Helmut Moltke shook his head.
"Reagan! Former President of the United States Ronald Wilson Reagan!"
Mao Qi's eyes suddenly widened.
He was also frightened.
Before I thought it was a unsightly military figure, I also thought about it, but who knows ...
It was him who died!
"Quick, get ready, the general is coming to express condolences to the troops." Lieutenant General Blomberg patted him on the shoulder, his tone immediately filled with envy, "You are going to be prosperous."
The general is now stable. Perhaps, if a general appears in the future, he will definitely be among the first candidates.
Helmut Moltke grinned widely, unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
"Stop being silly and get ready."
"Yes, the chief!"
He shouted loudly and felt that he could boil for another seven days.
February 3rd, 2 pm.
Victor and his party went directly to the informatization combat forces.
Helmut Moltke and hundreds of soldiers lined up to welcome him.
The emperor with a uniform came down from the car, and his face was smiling, and he never went out today.
"General, the information warfare unit is reporting to you!" The other party trotted over and saluted him.
"Straddle."
"Yes!"
Hermut Moqi turned his head and issued an order: "Cross!"
Hundreds of people all put their hands behind their backs and stood upright.
Casare handed him a microphone, and Victor waved his hand and asked someone to bring a chair over.
Stand on it yourself.
"Brothers, some of you must already know."
"That's right!"
"You have done a great job!"
"Yesterday, the President of the United States was killed, created the history of the world, broke the pride of Americans, and told them completely that there is no good result for those who do not do it!"
Although Reagan was an advocate of anti-drugs, during his period, the proliferation of drugs was also the largest in the United States.
In the 1980s ...
golden period.
"I am proud of you!"
All the soldiers below were very excited, and their eyes were bright.
"To be honest, I don't know how to evaluate this unprecedented achievement. I have decided that starting from next year, this moment will be included in the national textbooks of Mexico, and it will be named: Helmu on the west side of the square in the center of Mexico City. Special Moltke Square! ”
"The number of information combat forces will be erected above!"
"And, will be awarded you the collective special medal, and will be honored with marble inscriptions at the door."
"And inform the whole army to learn from you!"
Do you know what is the most attractive for soldiers?
Fangfang eternal!
Honor for ten thousand years!
Victor's handwritten teaching materials made the soldiers couldn't help but cheer.
This is also the first time in the Victor era to write the name of a general on the square.
"Long live the general!"
"Long live the general!"
Victor stretched out his hand and pressed down, and everyone below fell silent for an instant.
His control over the army is evident.
"Promoted Helmut Moltke to Lieutenant General, awarded the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Diamonds, Double Swords and Golden Oak Leaves, and a bonus of US$650,000!"
"Major rank of the 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th operating groups promoted the rank of Major, rewarded 200,000 US dollars, awarded the double -sword rubber leaf Cavaliers Cross, and the team members were 100,000 US dollars per person."
"The rest of the soldiers in the information combat unit are worth US$50,000 each."
Another money was thrown out.
But it's okay ...
There is a lot of money in Victor's little vault.
The accompanying officers standing behind him had red eyes, as did the soldiers below.
It's not money, the main honor is too big.
The team leader was promoted to major, but it was the officer.
And Hermut Mocha is the 13th of the diamond double -sword Golden Rubber Cross Iron Cross, the 13th.
Can you not be envious?
This is the future.
Hermut Mochi was red, raised his hand, "Oathing the general, overthrowing the hegemonism, and long live the world!"
Look ...
This is more artistic.
Victor got down from the chair, personally awarded them medals, visited the war room, and had dinner with the soldiers in the evening before leaving. When he left, he told them to make new achievements and celebrate together.
After sending the team to leave.
The troops that couldn't hold back had boiled.
"Calm, calm!"
Hermut Moch said to the deputy that his breathing was a little short. "The general loves us, and we have to work harder."
The adjutant's nose was twitching, and his eyes were red as he looked at his boss's medal.
"General, what do you say that you have exploded? Our drone penetrates into the United States and send it to the White House! Born those dogs to raise?"
Helmut Moltke: "..."
Victor who returned to the National Palace did not rest, but gave a national speech. On the TV, he acknowledged the special action of killing Lengen and praised the information forces.
"In this confrontation between good and evil, we have achieved fruitful results. I am proud of my soldiers, I am proud of my motherland, and I am proud of my people!"
"Please believe us, Mexico."
"We will never make you cry again!"
"We will defeat the hegemony of bullying us, we will defeat the drug dealers lying on the body, we will maintain the small peace of the world, we will let the children grow up, we will let the elderly settle for thousands of years, we will let women wear skirts in Dancing at night, we will make everyone be free to choose from. "
Victor faced the camera and laughed, tears couldn't help but slipped from his eyes.
"I love this land deeply, and I also love you deeply."
"I wish you good health, good night and sweet dreams!"
The news that came from Victor's mouth was naturally correct, and the public opinion of those who had been suppressed for a long time suddenly exploded.
From the northern Titiana, Grearo in the central and southern parts, and even in the control areas of the southern drug dealers, there were fireworks to screw in the sky.
Completely illuminate the entire dark night.
Even some die-hards in the south have to admit that unless Victor is overthrown by military means, it is no longer possible to rely on public opinion alone.
He allowed this country, which had been exploited by the United States since the 19th century, to slowly and slowly stand up its back. It can be said that he was "the greatest emperor of Mexico!"
"Thanks Victor!"
"Good night! Mexico!"
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(End of chapter)