Chapter 117 We lost two people in your camp!
Of course Alejandro didn't call.
How rude.
Besides, who can send him poop this far away?
“The state of Sonora has sent troops to the border area, and official documents also denounced us as murderers.”
"Public opinion relies on one mouth. Aren't there a lot of refugees coming here? Start a program and let them come up one by one to speak out and expose the situation in Sonora. Who can't cry?"
"The caliber will tell everything on the battlefield. When I place the cannon in front of their TV station, all they have to do is There were cheers!”
Victor threw away the nail clippers and blew off the scraps on his hands, “In a televised speech, we condemned the collusion between the Sonora state government and drug traffickers and the killing of civilians who lost their lives. Flags flew at half-mast across the state.”
Alejandro is not yet a mature politician.
How do you say something?
What a politician likes is not his people, but his microphone.
But he was a thoughtful person and lowered his voice, "I found out that several big families in Baja California may also be behind it."
"They sent people to come to me, hoping that Give more voice to government agencies, and don’t let changes in state-owned enterprises take place.”
It should be said that Mexico is now full of compradors.
In other words, the big family that controls the economic lifeline sucks bone marrow everywhere, lies on the rice vat, and eats up enough rice for hundreds of millions of people in just a few people.
If they had no contact with drug dealers, Victor might not dare to eat shit while standing on his head, but he would often do small tricks in private.
There are even rumors that the deaths of many officials who took the stage to announce the anti-drugs were related to them.
"They wanted to get several positions in the Terrorist Mobile Team, but I refused." As soon as Alejandro said these words, Victor became interested and sat up a little straighter. Body, smiled and said, "Really? They want to get involved in the police force?"
Alejandro shuddered.
“Maybe it’s time to open their dog eyes and let them see who is the master.”
"What are you going to do?"
Victor was silent for a moment and narrowed his eyes, "Do you think we need an intelligence agency."
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"This This behavior is shameful! In which country in the world would the government troops help drug dealers kill their own civilians? Here are some photos of the scene. You can clearly see the government troops in military uniforms and the drug dealers greeting each other, and they are very friendly. Friendly! When can justice and evil agree? The Baja California government doesn’t agree, tens of millions of people don’t agree, and justice doesn’t agree either!”
On TV, the spokesperson of the Mexicali security department said impassionedly. shouted.
Sonora border, 36th Battalion.
Major Mark Antonio Barrera, the battalion commander, felt funny when he saw the other party’s impassioned look on TV.
Civilians?
Do they have a say in Mexico?
Just a bunch of walking "pesos".
Drug traffickers can blackmail them, and so can the military. This happened in Nuevo Laredo, a northwest city close to the U.S. border. Five civilians from the same hometown went to work in the town. Then when they returned home, they were stopped by Mexican soldiers and demanded that they Pay protection fees.
Yes, protection fee.
Then they refused and couldn’t make much money even after a hard day’s work.
The soldiers shot them to death!
Local drug dealers helped cover up the bodies. In the end, their family members discovered that they had not returned, and their bodies were discovered seven days later on a hillside. They were completely rotten.
This is just an example, but it fully illustrates.
For Mexican civilians, death is sometimes a relief.
"Battal Commander, Battalion Commander, there are people from Baja California!" the orderly ran into the door and shouted, "They are right at the door."
Major Barrera stood up immediately, " Let’s go and take a look!”
When he rushed to the gate of the camp, he saw about 20 California police officers outside. The machine gun on the Humvee was pointed at him, and there were even some people. Carrying a rocket launcher.
Our own personnel cowered behind the bunker in fear, which made Major Barrera feel ashamed.
"Get up, get up, do you have firewood in your hands? What are you afraid of!"
Major Barrera went up and kicked the nearest officer. A few U.S. dollars fell out, and the latter quickly got up and stuffed the money into his pocket, smiling sarcastically. The money was given by drug dealers.
You can still smell the stench of drugs up there!
Major Barrera had a dark face, but he was also afraid of being shot. He took a loudspeaker from the orderly, "What are you doing!"
"We have two police officers missing on your side. We're asking for a search!"
"? ?"
Major Barrera was confused. It's none of my business that you're missing. (It has been put into use since 1964).
He waved his hand angrily, "Go back, there is no one you want here."
The police sergeant leading the team in Baja California turned to look at the police officer behind him, "Have you marked it?"
The latter marked the location on a precise map, using the AN/PRC-88 portable radio he carried He reported to the rear and gestured to the sergeant.
“Go, retreat!” The police chief ran away with the people without leaving a word.
This made Major Barrera a little confused.
Hey, my face is so big? I still had a strong momentum, so I cursed them a few times and left. As expected, the people in Baja California are all cowards.
"Batalion Commander, you are so awesome, these people don't dare to reply." The officer who was kicked came over to flatter him. Although Major Barrera felt strange, he really couldn't figure it out, so he grinned after listening to his subordinate's words. .
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And there is an open space ten kilometers away.
A-19 cannons were neatly placed, with dozens of police officers squatting behind them. After receiving the call from the front, the commander quickly asked them to adjust their positions.
A total of 21 A-19 cannons are attached to the Mexicali garrison in Baja California, and are now only "borrowed" for use.
"Target eastward 0-70. Near 23! Prepare!"
"Let go!"
After the commander gave the order, he covered his ears with his right hand.
bengbengb~
The A-19 cannon was born in 1927, and it is still going strong in 1990. The ground shook three times due to their recoil.
The shells flew towards their destination like arrows from the string!
For this thing, you only need to give a rough estimate. Anyway, the lethality of the cannonball is based on the radius.
122mm caliber!
Enough to clean up the surrounding trees and everything.
Major Barrera had just replied that he was in the cabin and was about to take a nap when he heard a whistling sound, which was very harsh.
The Mexican army had not fought in a war for a long time and had not even conducted exercises. Naturally, they did not know that this was the whistling sound of artillery shells.
While he was in a daze, a cannonball hit right under his wooden house.
Falled 2 meters away in front of him.
Boom...
Major Barrera stared and was instantly blown away by the shock wave, his body was shattered!
The 36th Battalion felt the disaster!
This garrison was completely blown up.
The trees in the surrounding area also suffered the same disaster, and were cut directly in half.
Such a large amount of firepower directly exploded into an open space.
Two kilometers away from Camp 36 is where drug dealers gather. Many people ran out when they heard the noise and could see with their own eyes the thick smoke billowing outside and the sound of explosions in their ears.
"Contact Barrera quickly! Ask him what happened." The drug dealer leader asked with an ugly expression.
But if someone answers this call, it will become a horror movie.
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ps: Do you want to condense it into 3 pieces? . .
(End of this chapter)