Chapter 111 If God forgets Mexico, then Victor’s soldiers will enforce justice!
Late night.
The chirping of birds and the roar of unknown animals are a bit shuddering.
A post about 3 kilometers from Mexicali.
There are 6 soldiers guarding here, but they are not affiliated with any of Victor's troops, but government troops sent by the Mexican government, the same troops whose boss was beheaded in the "massage parlor".
Instead of disbanding, they were sent to guard the surrounding area.
While they were hiding inside, drinking some wine.
"Hey, do you think the policeman from Guadalupe Island is a fool? He is trying to ban drugs? Is this drug so easy to ban? Even if he kills so many drug dealers, I admit that he is powerful, but he can Can he kill 7 million drug dealers in Mexico?”
“Does he dare?”
A soldier who had drunk too much was obviously drunk, his face was red. He said, "After today, tomorrow I will go to join my cousin. He is in Juarez. It is better to follow him and eat hot food, than to be a soldier here."
"Okay, shut up!" The second lieutenant frowned, "You drank too much."
"Am I right? Ban drugs! If drugs are banned, we will eat what we eat and how we will support our families. It depends on The monthly salary of 300 pesos? How much more can you, a second lieutenant, earn than us?"
Before the soldier could finish speaking, his comrades covered his mouth, "Stop talking, stop talking nonsense, platoon leader? , He was like this after drinking too much."
The second lieutenant's expression was gloomy, but suddenly his ears twitched, and he picked up his weapon and ran out, not forgetting to say, "Here comes someone!"
< br>Other soldiers quickly picked up their weapons, but as for the drunk one...
He was lying on the ground like mud, breathing out of his nostrils.
When the second lieutenant and his party ran out, they happened to see a black off-road vehicle approaching. He ordered people to turn on the bright lights and shouted in Spanish, "Stop! Otherwise we will shoot!"< br>
The off-road vehicle stopped 20 meters away. The driver got out of the driving seat. The driver raised his hand with a bag in his hand, "Don't shoot."
Slowly move to a distance of ten meters. A few meters away, he threw the bag in his hand over.
It happened to fall in front of the second lieutenant and others.
The dollar bills inside fell out.
"There is 100,000 US dollars here, let's borrow a way."
This is a drug dealer!
Who bribed the sentry with money at night?
Who else could it be but a criminal?
The eyes of the soldier next to him lit up and his breathing became rapid. At the same time, he looked at the second lieutenant, who took a deep breath and said, "Get out of the car and check!"
The driver's face sank and he looked back at the off-road vehicle. .
And there is also a big shot in the car.
Zambada’s younger brother, Ismael Zambada Weeks, nicknamed the “Sinaloa Wild Leopard”, and his other brother were quite ferocious on the battlefield, leading people Attack the first line of defense, but die pretty quickly.
Brother was directly hit by an anti-aircraft machine gun!
The "Sinaloa Wild Leopard" turned into a wild boar and ran around. Fortunately, he ran fast and saved his life.
“200,000 US dollars!” the driver said loudly.
“Get out of the car!” the second lieutenant yelled.
The soldiers nearby looked at each other, then swallowed, and at the same time pressed the second lieutenant directly to the ground, holding his head hard.
"Platoon leader, why do you want to prevent us from making a fortune!"
"Platoon leader, you have to die!"
Several soldiers shouted loudly, and then one of them took out a bayonet and penetrated the second lieutenant's neck viciously, with the sharp blade stuck on the ground. .
The second lieutenant's eyes widened and he struggled hard, but his strength gradually weakened. His whole body twitched and he died.
The soldiers rushed to pick up the U.S. dollars on the ground, looked at the money in their hands, and looked up at the driver, "Where is the rest of the money?"
The driver breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Mexico Still in this Mexico, there are only a few people like the Guadalupe Island Police Department.
Most people still like money!
The driver returned to the car to get the money and threw it to them. The soldiers opened the railing and watched the SUV disappear into the darkness.
"The second lieutenant is dead, what should we do now?" one of the soldiers said.
The others looked at each other.
"Then go join the drug dealers! Who are you fighting for anyway? With this money, we can live comfortably for a while." Someone suggested.
This method was immediately approved by everyone, and they ran away after dividing the money. On the lonely sentry post, there was a lonely body of a second lieutenant. He stared and looked into the distance, which was exactly the direction of Mexicali.
He also bought the wine in the sentry.
At the edge of the sky, the darkness was gradually disappearing, but...the darkness also swallowed up a lot of wonderful things, and some people fell before the sun rose the next day.
When the soldiers who came to take over saw this scene, the bodies had been eaten clean by wild dogs, and they hurriedly reported the incident.
When Victor received the news, he was also shocked.
“You are saying that the sacrificed second lieutenant was from the Gorostita family?”
Casare also nodded with a heavy expression.
This surname represents "hero" in Baja California. They are a well-known police family. They have been cracking down on drug dealers since they began in Mexico more than 100 years ago.
A total of 17 people died.
"When Camarena died in 1985, there were actually two Mexican policemen. One of them was Pietra Gorostita. He had 71 stab wounds on his body at that time. It is estimated that 7 adrenaline injections were administered, and this The second lieutenant was his only adult child."
Casare's voice was low, "He was in college at the time, and then he was admitted to the Baja California anti-drug force."
"Their family. The last brother and sister are left, but they are not yet adults, but their life is relatively difficult. It is said that they still live in the slums, and they have not studied."
Victor sighed and felt tight in his chest, "Fucking Mexico. ! ”
Is it sad that the heroes of this country have fallen to this level? Still deplorable?
What about pensions?
What about the aftercare?
They are all rubbish!
Victor suppressed the roar in his heart and took a deep breath from his cigarette, "Take someone to pick them up. In the most luxurious place in Mexicali, I will entertain them, heroes and sacrificed heroes. Family members."
"Let all the senior officials in Mexicali who are still breathing come over."
"If they don't come."
Victor squinted, "Then crush them to death with armored vehicles!"
......
Milia Mires Go Rostita struggled to hold a wooden bucket, which contained her brother's tattered clothes.
She is only 9 years old, but she knows that it is not easy for her brother. Since her father died, her mother also fell ill and passed away. It was her brother who pulled them up.
Do what you can do to the best of your ability.
His little body was holding the big washbasin by the river, looking very lonely.
Pa~
A stone hit her not far away, and the splash of water startled Milia. She screamed, and there were sounds of laughing and playing next to her. .
Milia turned her head and saw a few gangsters standing there pointing at her. They all looked about 18.9 years old.
"Hey! Where is your brother who is a soldier? Did he die today?" A young man with dyed yellow hair shouted.
Milia lowered her head and remained silent. They often bullied her. It was said that their parents were drug dealers, but not in Mexicali, but in the north.
"Isn't he dead? Tell your brother not to go out, otherwise many people outside will kill him. Do you know how many people died yesterday?" Someone cursed, "Sooner or later he will be killed!" ”
Milia still didn’t speak, she was used to being submissive.
But this made these bastards even more unscrupulous. One of the young men, about 18 years old, rushed up and kicked Milia's basin over. Seeing her brother's clothes falling into the river, she panicked I reached out to pick it up, but accidentally fell into the river.
In an instant, all the river water poured into her mouth. She raised her hands and shouted for help in a panic.
The young people on the shore laughed loudly and threw stones at them.
"Sure enough!"
"The bastards of drug dealers can only be bastards!" A voice of anger that had been suppressed for a long time sounded from behind them.
The "new recruit" Giancarlos, who was tied with gauze, looked at the few bastards in front of him with red eyes, then took out his gun and pointed it at them.
"Even if justice is sacrificed, darkness will not hang high in the sky!"
He fired directly, jumping! !
If God forgot Mexico.
Then Victor's soldiers will enforce justice!
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(End of this chapter)