Chapter 501 So life is as bitter as a song!
Campeche State.
Cantarel Oil Field!
This is the largest oil field in Mexico and one of the largest oil fields in the world. The reserves are about 15-20 billion barrels.
This...it's complicated.
In order to get support from the United States and European countries, Arturo de Sena mortgaged the place, which is hard currency.
How do you say something?
Oil may not breed mice, but it can definitely breed mold!
A "task force" is stationed here, with about 120 people.
After the end of the US-Mexico War, according to the "Havana Agreement", all resources within Mexico were decided independently by the Mexican people and the US government had no right to interfere.
But the Americans...
Never abide by the rules.
But Arturo Desena's sudden escape actually made the Americans a little fussy. You ran away... What should we do with the mortgage loan we signed?
Victor did not admit it at all!
Cantarel Oilfield is the cornerstone of the country. If Mexicans can do it, what can it be?
So, Washington decided to...
Blast it!
We can't get it, you can't imagine it.
This news was captured by the intelligence department...
June 3, night, 00:35.
Four UH-60 universal helicopters were radio silent and took off from two warships swaying in the Gulf of Mexico by relying on the darkness.
The 30 men from the Coast Guard Boat Commando (SWWE) were carried...
Flying towards the Cantaler Oilfield.
The main feature is unexpected.
"Fly low, stay hidden, reach your target in two minutes."
The propeller of the UH-60 general purpose helicopter wrinkled the ones under it, and the soldiers inside didn't say a word, but just silently sorted out their equipment.
"Falcon Two, keep it 30 feet high."
"Unders, 30 feet!"
Only the helicopter pilots were passing messages to each other.
"Reduce 10 feet!"
Four black hawks drilled into the suburbs of Campeche...
"Thirty seconds!!!"
And at a rooftop high point in the Cantaler Oilfield, two American soldiers were smoking cigarettes and dozing off, but they were sentinels tonight.
Suddenly, I heard the movement and looked into the air in confusion.
One of the bearded men stared hard, "OMG! OMG! Black Hawk! It's Black Hawk!"
"Hurry, pull the alarm, Mexican special forces are here!"
One of them hurriedly ran to press the alarm on the wall.
"Fire!"
The machine cannon on the Black Hawk swept, puff puff puff puff puff...
The bullet instantly tore the two people into pieces and smashed them to pieces.
The flesh and blood were fried everywhere, even hung on the telephone poles.
"GOGOGO!"
One of the black eagles hovered onto the rooftop, less than 2 meters from the ground. The soldier quickly jumped off and headed the ground with a sniper rifle.
And the other three frames spread out and dropped!
The US military, who heard the roar of bullets, jumped up on the bed. Some of them ran out of the dormitory with weapons and vests before they could even get dressed.
This left foot just stepped down the steps...
Bang!
Half of his head exploded instantly, and the whole person took two steps forward due to inertia and pounced on the ground.
"Sniper!!"
One team of snipers and three teams of commandos, this is the tactic of the coast guard boat commandos, like a palm, completely putting the oil field in your hands.
Gunshots came one after another in an instant.
Screams accompanied by.
Because of the geographical environment, you must not use a rocket launcher. If it explodes, you will have to fly a crow.
There are snipers, and the US military can't get out of the dormitory at all, so one will be clicked when one comes down.
Really...
Too frustrating!
The battle lasted until 2 o'clock, with a total of less than 40 minutes.
About 60 American soldiers were killed, and the remaining 40 surrendered directly...
Holding their heads, wearing white short-sleeved, shorts, and slippers...
If you don't know, you think it was a Somali pirate.
This also proves that the advantage of weapons has a great bonus to the US military. "Who are you commanders..." The captain of the coast guard boat commando stood in front of them and shouted.
The US military lowered its head and said nothing.
He grinned and waved his hand. Two soldiers pulled the hair of a US soldier over and smashed it on his head with a gun. The other party covered his face and screamed. The two punched and kicked him, without any ambiguity.
"I hope you can cooperate, and the surrenders will not talk about honor. Gentlemen, you don't want to die here either?"
"You say!"
The captain pointed at the person casually. The soldier shivered and subconsciously looked at the young white man squatting in the middle.
This scene happened to be seen...
"Don't kill me, I'm useful!" The white man's eyes trembled and he raised his hand decisively, "My father is John Sidney McCain!"
What a familiar name...
A soldier standing behind the captain's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly trotted over and lay down in his ear and muttered a few words. "So it's still a young man..." "I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise I would tie your head to the helicopter with a rope to fish for sharks!"
The young white man was startled when he heard this and shook his head hard.
"Correl him alone, kill all the others."
! ! ! !
The surrendered US military was blown up when they heard this.
The young white man also widened his eyes. Seeing someone pulling the gun bolt, his scalp numb, "Don't shoot! I'll tell you a secret!"
The captain stretched out his hand, "What's the secret?"
"You have to keep our safety! Otherwise, you can shoot me and let me die with a secret."
"I promise you."
"You swear to Victor that if you break your promise, you will not die well."
This request immediately made the captain a little dissatisfied. He looked gloomy, "Then I won't listen, I will take them all to kill."
? ? ? ?
You don’t play according to the routine!
The young white man was stunned, and the next second, he was knocked to the ground by a punch. The captain waved his fist hard at him, his face swollen, and he spitted his condescending spit on his face, "What are you? Bargain with me."
"If you don't say it, I'll kill you one by one, kill one first."
"Yes, captain!" A soldier shouted, took out his gun and fired two shots at the US military that had been shot before, both of which were shot in the head. He could not die anymore.
"Ten seconds, I'll kill one, I see if you can withstand it."
As he said that, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Ten, nineteen..." "I said, I said..." The white man swollen like a pig's head was crying.
Mexicans have no moral ethics at all!
Don't I just let you swear?
Is it that difficult? ! !
He looked around and said, "I want to talk to you alone."
This is satisfying. He pulled his hand and dragged him to the side. Americans were just a shame and must serve him with fists.
"This news... was told by my father, who said that Clinton was planning to dismantle the Convention on Human Progress and Innovation, including launching a color coup in Cambodia, Venezuela and Côte d'Ivoire to overthrow the pro-Mexico government."
"The Secret Operations Agency of the National Defense!"
The captain of the Coast Guard Boat Commando sank his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly, very oppressive, "Didn't you lie to me? I haven't heard of this department before."
"Really! This department is Clinton... The president signed it, and few people know that my father happened to be one of them."
When talking about Clinton's name, he paused. The current Mr. President is also a little infamous, especially the outside world rumored that he was taking drugs in his office and then had hallucinations of naked X, which caused an uproar. Although he refuted the rumors at the first time, the inside was always strange.
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Can such a person become president?
America is really over.
"Why should I set up a secret defense operation agency in particular?"
The young white man was silent. "He doesn't believe in the CIA and the FBI. He was afraid that he would be killed by them, just like Kennedy. This was what my father said. He didn't want me to get too close to the children of the Kennedy family, so... threw me here and let me earn some military merit."
"Are you really your biological child?"
The captain asked in confusion.
Isn’t this just meat buns to beat dogs? "We didn't expect the drug dealers to lose so quickly..." "I said everything I should say, and I asked to ensure the safety of my subordinates."
The captain narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry, I keep my word, but you may have to leave it to the professionals."
The young white man seemed to think of something, and his face turned pale.
He was sent to Mexico City overnight.
Giacomo Casanova, Director of the Latin America Region of the General Administration of Intelligence, personally "received" him.
No torture is used, that is simply too uncivilized.
He was fed some aphrodisiac and added the dose, and then he was buckled on the chair to let the woman who was stripped naked seduce him.
The eyes gradually became scarlet...
An inexplicable roar was heard in his throat.
The chair was fixed, but it still made a tremor.
It looks like a wild beast in estrus!
When it comes to the moment, the special practitioner who was called will uncuff his handcuffs, and then...
The next scene is a little excited.
But they were all taken by the camera, and even the frequency was calculated.
As the young white man who was dead dog-like lying on the ground, Giacomo Casanova walked in with a smirk on his face, "Mr. Severus McCain, you don't want your photo to be on the front page of the United States tomorrow."
The former's body shook slightly.
Giacomo Casanova's expression was shining with lights, half of her face was bright and half was dark. "Do you want to work with us?"
...
...
Palestine. Ramara!
The ruins are everywhere...
Israel fought without warning and fired countless missiles into it, blowing up schools, hospitals and residences.
Under the ruins...
The dusty hand stretched out, as if pointing at the sky and asking, why don’t we deserve peace?
"Brother, brother, please don't go."
In the low bungalow, the short brother pulled his brother who was taller than him hard, crying, and he raised his head, his eyes full of tears.
Wedded with a dark green military uniform, a mask, and a green Kufier tied to his head. His eyes were very deep. His rough palm touched his younger brother's head and helped him wipe the tears at the corners of his eyes.
"Don't cry, Brick, men's tears are worthless after all."
"Don't let others see your cowardice."
His voice was very thick and a hint of tremolo. "From the moment I opened my eyes, I saw a circle of eight-meter-high walls and countless artillery towers... One day, my home was blown up, my parents, brothers and sisters passed away. When I formed my own family with hope for the future, my children and my wife were gone again. Maybe, today I am tired, and the Palestinian children miss homesick."
"When you grow up, Brick will become a dandelion and fly to the land that once belonged to us."
After saying that, he turned his head resolutely and ran towards the team in the distance.
He stood at the end, turned his head, looked at his adopted "brother", waved his hand vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Brick, grow up quickly for our country!"
Brick watched his brother and the others boarded the transport vehicle and headed towards the front line with tears in tears.
The backs were so thin but so decisive.
He rubbed the corners of his eyes hard, picked up "Menish" from the table, which is a kind of cake and bit it hard.
He wants to eat too much, grow up, and...
Join the glorious rebel army! !
In a very hidden tunnel, there was an argument. "This is suicide! Mr. Yasin, you asked someone to fly to Israel by paragliding from the border to get to Israel. Are you ready for a way out? Are you just asking them to die?" Jason Bourne shouted with a frown!
He is now the head of the Mexican Intelligence Service in the Middle East, of course, he applied for it himself, and Victor respected his wishes.
There is an old man opposite him, and... he is in a wheelchair, his limbs cannot move, and only his head can turn slightly, and the old man spots on his face are very obvious.
Maybe someone already knows who he is.
Yasin is very complicated. Those who admire him think he is a hero, and those who hate him think he is a terrorist. He perfectly interprets one sentence: his enemy attacks our hero!
He heard Jason Bourne's questioning, and he looked a little complicated in his eyes. He borrowed a loudspeaker, "Do we... have a choice?"
"We have no military industry, no weapons, no missiles, and even... no one supports it, but we need to convey our voice to the world. We are too weak, so weak that we are even a terrorist organization under public opinion propaganda. Mr. Jason, we have never been, we... just want our country."
Yasin was silent, and a tear flowed from the corner of the old man's eyes. "Our country has reached such a point that there is nothing we can do except die for him."
"If a tragic death can attract global attention, it is also the best publicity, isn't it?"
Jason Bourne was shocked and opened his mouth, "We will support you."
"Of course, I'm very happy to have someone like you, but the world is still in the hands of the United States, right? You are struggling, we are struggling, the world... has always been a huge quagmire."
"It's never wrong for us to return to our land!"
"If one day, I'm dead, Mr. Jason..."
Yasin looked at him, the old man's eyes glowing, "Please sing a Palestinian nursery rhyme to me in front of my tombstone..."
The guard next to him pressed the radio on the table.
"Sizi ~"
A song with a slightly sad tone sounded: "In that battlefield filled with smoke, I am a brave little soldier.
I keep thinking about my hometown in my heart, and the familiar place shines.
Thinking of the loving faces of parents, longing flows like sand in my heart.
Does the home in the distance still be peaceful? Parents can look forward to me"
…
Jason Bourne clenched his fists tightly.
If...
If Mexico did not have General Victor, is it time for the country to be destroyed?
But Yasin is right, he can support them in resistance, but the biggest factor in ultimate victory is themselves.
So...life.
What is its meaning?
...
(This chapter ends)