Chapter 496: Dirty, it’s too dirty to play military tactics!

Chapter 496: Dirty, it’s too dirty to play military tactics!

Pick!

Victor elbowed his elbows and lit himself a cigarette.

Squinted his eyes and blew, the smoke came out of his mouth, but it got into his nose.

When I lowered my head, I saw a "plan" on the table.

What it says above is to closely win over the relationship between the "People and People", including jointly garrisoning troops in the U.S. territory and establishing a joint armed observation outpost in Jilongtan, Cuba. Each country will send 200 to 400 people to stay here to learn from each other and make progress. .

In fact, it is to monitor the opposite United States and to provide support for the team when the United States is going to raid Cuba.

Relationships are all used...

Otherwise, if you set up any organization, everyone will be loose, how can this be done?

Unity!

Still so united!

This plan also states how to confuse Canada.

The best way to destroy a country is to start from its ideology, policing and beliefs, such as...

Spend around 20 million pesos to carry out some intermediary services in India, and then...send them to you Go to Canada.

Or, open some so-called bag companies that don't actually operate, and then take them to Canada for traveling abroad, and then throw them there.

They are like maggots.

When you see one, you can find a lot of them.

The world will be shocked.

There is no effect in the short term, but in the long run, there will definitely be conflicts with the locals because they are too unhygienic.

Victor read it carefully several times, and there were two words written throughout the article: Eat people!

But the world is the prey of the weak. It is better for others to die than yourself to die.

He picked up the pen very readily, signed the name on it, stamped his seal, and pressed the phone, "Qiong, come in."

Over the other side The personal secretary responded and walked over from the next door in more than ten seconds.

"Leave this to Director Jeff Bennett."

Trout Jogger nodded, took his hands and was about to leave when he heard Victor shouting , "Prepare a late-night snack for me."

"What food do you need?"

"Help me get a portion of the braised noodles and an egg."

"Okay, sir."

Victor's government agency The food was good, there were many dishes in the cafeteria, and it was open 24 hours a day, because the National Palace hub was very busy, including Chinese food, which was dug from Chinatown.

He just sucked this.

Traud Jogger waited for a while, but after the general did not give orders, he slowly withdrew from the office.

Dingdang~

The alarm clock hanging on the wall sounded very on time...

It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!

And Chikira, an important port city in Quintanaro State.

A very small battle occurred, and the Mexican Navy occupied the place without any effort. It was really a launch of two missiles at the port...

Then the two battalions of the 1st Division of the Maritime Cavalry Division raided …

Occupy instantly.

Karl Dunitz, who was wearing the rank of major general, held a telescope and stood on the deck looking at the somewhat deserted dock, shaking his head, "No one guards this strategic location." br>
This is less than 120 kilometers away from the hinterland of Cancun!

Colonel Gonser Lütjens, the 1st Division of the Cavalry Division, was wearing a face of a dead coffin board, which was very straightforward, but when he spoke, he was a bit of a runner, "Drug dealer is always a drug dealer and can't get on the table. They can hold on for so long, but it is nothing more than sponsorships from American bastards, British bastards and Canadian dog X. After all these are gone, what is left of him?"

He said, as he said, it was like he was on the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the He pointed at the distance, "Let's land here, Cancun must go down, and our troops traverse the south, as easy as a palm."
Karl Denitz nodded, browsed tightly, and suddenly said, "What do you think if you send troops to kill Merida?"

Gonser Lütjens heard This stunned, followed by excitement, "It will definitely work. The upper class escaped, the Cancun riot, and Merida must be the same. One division, no, no, one regiment, we can do it. Commander, let's do it, I Willing to be a pioneer. "

"But the headquarters' order is to go to Cancun..."

"Then divide the troops into two groups!" Gonser Lütjens said decisively.

The main reason is that this temptation is too great, that is Merida. If you take it down, the south will be decided!

"I report to the Secretary of Defense."

Karl Denitz: "You arrange for the soldiers to log in."

"Okay!"

The 11 troop transport ships began to catch up to land. When the baffle was lowered, the salamander tanks were seen coming down first, followed by infantry fighting vehicles.

The Maritime Cavalry Division is actually: the landing division!

At the first time to rely on the heavy firepower of the warship to land in the port and implement occupation, there is no shortage of tanks in terms of heavy weapons, but artillery is not as good as the army, and other weapons and equipment are even more serious. After all, helicopters can be docked on warships. Give ground support.

"Hurry, hurry up, keep up..."

You can hear grassroots officers shouting loudly everywhere, looking excited.

"Squad Leader Fritz, I want to pee." A new recruit with a private spoke to his companion in front of him, with a baby face and a very tender appearance. "Lianen, are you scared?"

A comrade next to him couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

"Scared? Bah! It's not scared me yet. Let me tell you, I dared to steal money from drug dealers at the age of 7, and started to follow my dad as a bounty hunter at the age of 11..."

The baby face lowered his voice, a little dissatisfied.

Fritz Klingenberg, who was walking in front, had a rank of corporal, but there was a red star on his chest, which meant that he was "recommended for military literacy."

In order to quickly tap military talents and effectively supervise morale, Mexico's military implements a "promotion system", that is, if you are a recruit, but you think your tactics will be after several months of training. , After the individual soldier has sufficient ability, he can apply for promotion of military rank. One person has only one chance a year and will be held together.

Internal competition, chasing each other.

So this kind of military rank competition is often hot.

Military rank is related to welfare benefits. Think about it, if you fail, you will be from a new recruit to a senior corporal for one year, a senior corporal for one year, and a corporal for three years to a sergeant for three years. Just this time, Many people will lose their fighting spirit.

Under such competition, a large number of talents with super-strong military capabilities emerged.

Fritz Klingenberg threw grenades 98 meters, setting a record for the entire Mexican army. He was awarded the first-class merit and promoted the corps, but the Navy Department was already applying for an officer for him. After one year of training in school, you can be a lieutenant.

He is now the squad leader. When he heard the quarrels of everyone, his lips raised, but he still scolded, "Don't talk on the march, but he was discovered by the military discipline officer. I think you are going to be in jail."

Everyone was shocked when he heard this, and they closed their mouths one after another. "Don't be afraid, we have about 6,000 people this time, and our weapons and equipment are better than drug dealers. Our advantage lies in us. If we make great contributions, we will inform you nationwide. I see that your ancestral grave will also explode. You should be happy to hear the war! ”

Well...

There is a bit political tone.

The big cake was also very good. Several people in the class were illuminating their eyes and fantasizing about the scene of "poaching military achievements".

Which man has no fantasy of showing his sage in front of him? "The military command ordered the 211th Regiment and 222nd Regiment of the 1st Division to head north to Merida, and the various units should rest quickly!"

"The 223 and 224th Regiment continue to move towards Cancun!"

At this moment, an order came from the company commander's intercom not far away. During the war, there was no time to hold a meeting, so he basically went straight to the grassroots level.

Fritz Klingenberg was stunned...

"What? We are going to Merida? Then Cancun won't go." Babyface Liann looked shocked.

"Hurry, get cookies from your backpack to fill your stomach. We don't have time to stop cooking." Fritz squinted his eyes and said in a deep tone. He was a smart man and already knew what the military headquarters meant. Now.

Sure enough, within a while, the 211th regiment where he was located sent an order, and everyone went north without trimming, and ate compressed biscuits while walking. "Mad... It's 400 kilometers from Chikira to Merida, are you running?" A soldier familiar with geography lowered his voice.

This is a broken leg that can't even reach.

When I arrived, the daylily was cold.

However, Karl Denitz must have considered this kind of thing. He ordered all the trucks in the port to be "requisitioned", and then carried two companies of the 211th Regiment to lead the way to capture the city of Tisiming in the middle of the way. There is a transit station inside, and there must be a freight truck, so I will grab it all.

When he reported the news to the defense chief, the other party did not scold him, but turned to inquire about the staff. The other party expressed that he would give all help, and the order had already gone south in the 5th Army part of Campeche State, and both sides attacked each other on both sides. Lower Merida!

Karl Denitz looked at Gonser Lütjens and said, "It's up to man, but you must pay attention to the safety of the marching. Although drug dealers are in chaos, the more they are, the more we should be vigilant." "I understand, I promise to take Merida!"

Karl Dunitz patted him on the shoulder, "For Mexico."

"For the general! ”

I can only say that the kind of leader will have the kind of soldiers.

Victor is a lunatic.

The people below are not good people either.

…

May 27, 00:31.

Cancun.

A passenger plane with a flashing red light shouted to the airport below to land. There was actually no oil and water here. The drug dealers were busy robbing the city. Although it was not safe here, it was OK.

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At least...

No one has come to cause trouble yet.

Of course, it is also because this is in the outskirts of Cancun, which is about 6 kilometers away.

We are all busy robbing inside.

When I heard from the tower that the plane was about to land, the airport staff were also confused.

You MM, haven't you read the news?

Don't you know what's going on in Cancun now?

"My plane is flying to the United States in Guatemala. There is a problem with the plane. I need to make an emergency landing!" the captain shouted to the radio.

The staff of the tower looked at the supervisor next to him.

The latter sighed, "I think they are unlucky. Come to Cancun at this time and let them land. By the way, prepare for the fire truck and ambulance."

"Import!" br>
"CZ14124, forced landing is allowed, Cancun International Airport will disperse the runway for you."

Immediately afterwards, the entire airport flashed and a pitiful fire truck and an ambulance drove out of the warehouse.

Just so poor...

Everyone was nervously looking at a Tu-214, Oh? It was still a Soviet plane.

Is Guatemala Airlines this available?

But no one cared about this issue, just looked at it in a hurry. After all, no one would joke about the empty mess, just like a woman would not joke about her own body.

When the plane landed slowly and slid smoothly on the runway, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, but someone whispered, "How come this... doesn't look like an accident plane?"

? ! ? ?

The supervisor was stunned and stood on the tower and looked at Picture-214. After the plane stopped, the fire truck and ambulance rushed forward, and the airbag of the plane bounced out, and then they saw this life. A rare scene that is hard to see.

The fully armed soldier slid down from above, quickly controlled the vehicle, and rushed towards the tower.

Fuck!

I'll play love rescue with you, do you play white clothes crossing the river with me? !

Shit!

Dirty, it's so dirty to play military tactics!

The supervisor shivered and was about to run away, but it was too late. He heard a bang and the tower door was kicked open. Two soldiers with tall figures, wearing painted black military uniforms and masks walked in...

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!" Some staff members burst into tears.

The soldiers who came in were confused. "From now on, the Mexican government forces will take over here." One of them said in a deep voice.

Ah?

Regular army?

The Mexican government forces have entered?

There was a silence inside the tower. "Sir, I am a good citizen!" the supervisor shouted loudly.

This unit is actually the Army 141 Special Forces Brigade. After receiving the order, the army felt that the airborne was too rough and dangerous. It was unknown when it fell to death. The visibility was too low at night.

So...

John McTavish thought of a solution, disguised himself as a passenger plane, and removed all the seats, which is why they set out later than the Navy Special Forces.

It all depends on your head.

Tactics must be paid attention to when fighting and killing.

Look, don’t you spend a soldier now?

John McTavish left a small team to control the tower, and the remaining 300 people rushed to attack, carrying weapons and ammunition at a distance of 6 kilometers, rushing towards Cancun.

At 1:45.

The 141st Special Forces Brigade infiltrated the city, but the destination was not in the Ambassador District, but was placed in the city government building in the south.

The walls are thick and can withstand shelling. In addition, the building is tall and has about 9 floors, which can defend and hinder time. However, no one should be so unwilling to hit them, right?

Cancun's radio station is on the 6th floor of the building. At that time, the whole city will announce the entry of the army. Do you think that Cancun, which has long been leaderless, will there still be someone to defend it?

The people below may be snatched, but the leaders above will definitely run away.

The Southern Drug Dealers Alliance said it was the government, but in fact it was very similar to the separatist rule of heroes. If someone could suppress it, it would be easy for everyone to say it. It would be a good idea to be a good person in the face and be united to a certain extent, but Arturo Desena ran away.

The military leaders below pressed down without reputation.

And with the "Cancun Rebellion", those who had hatred had already fought with each other...

As soon as the heavenly soldiers arrived, they fled in panic!

You still want the drug dealer to hold on to the death?

More than 300 people were scattered from all sides, of course, not just one thing, but tactics. Some people were warned outside to avoid being made into dumplings by other drug dealers.

John McTavish brings the inner name: "Leicester Five", which is a hero in Mexican mythology. "Scoring the door!"

A soldier kicked the door open with force and began searching in formation.

Just as soon as he was about to go up the second floor, his feet stepped on and he got off in a shuttle, which scared the other party so much that he hid back...

"Ah!!!"
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The drug dealer above was shooting with AK and screaming loudly.

But sweep like this, the bullets will be cleared up in an instant.

He quickly changed the bullets. Taking advantage of this gap, the two soldiers leaned against the railing and fired at it. The drug dealer was shot in the chest and fell directly from the third floor.

"GOGOGO!"

John McTavish rushed up quickly, leaned against the corner of the corridor, waited for a while before going out, and while passing by the room, he heard the movement inside. , he stopped and made a cooperation gesture to his comrades.

The other party nodded, reached to the door handle, ready to open the door.

Tuku...Tuku...

A shuttle of bullets swept in from inside, and the doors were shot were all filled with holes.

John McTavish took out a grenade, raised his thumb, threw it in with his backhand, and bang...

A burst of ashes blew out.

He raised his gun and rushed in, and when he saw the scene inside, his eyes twitched.

Three people fell to the ground...

A woman tied to a chair and was naked, was dead. Her chest was cut open, obviously dead before the grenade.

There were two men, shirtless, one of them was already shaking, and the other was trembling and struggling hard.

You can actually know what's going on based on this situation.

John McTavish walked over, stepped on the other party's face, took out his pistol, and smashed it directly at the bottom of X!

Fighting.

It's very typical...

The other party didn't have time to scream, and he really stared at it and didn't lift it up in one breath.

"Continue, clear the building!"

...

(This chapter ends)