Chapter 191 "Who can judge me, who dares to judge me!"
"Francisco Franco!"
This name gave people in the Spanish intelligence agency EMO.
Who is not afraid?
You spent the whole night eating hot pot, singing songs, and playing poker with women, and then the gang rushed in and started making noises at you. Are you still wearing a body armor while doing sex at night?
fear!
Afraid!
Marcelinho glanced at the fourth boy and said, "Aren't you going to challenge him to a duel? You rush in and see if you will be beaten into a sieve."
"You still have time to joke!"
The four-eyed boy felt as if his pants had been flipped up. He didn't care that the other person was his superior, and he became angry from embarrassment.
Marcelinho calmly took a puff of his cigarette and threw it into the trash can nearby. He squinted his eyes and looked at the police officer who was singing loudly, but he thought of a lot.
The last country that valued military songs so much was Germany during World War II.
For example, a song from World War I was recomposed, which is the famous "Lili Marleen". The artistic conception of the song is somewhat similar to "When Will You Come Again", and there is also a movie of the same name.
In addition, the Air Force also has songs such as "The Stuka Song" and "Bombing England".
In certain aspects, the combat effectiveness of the army has been improved.
But if you, an anti-drug force, do this, it’s very scary, you know?
Fortunately there are no Poles here.
Otherwise, you might think you’ve been struck again.
Behind the elite EDM personnel was the Violent Terrorist Team (EDTV) led by Zolf Sherman. They drove four 122mm tracked self-propelled howitzers, which also had anti-aircraft machine guns. This kind of battlefield warrior can provide fire support to the "Weasel 1" infantry fighting vehicle in the front.
The tracks are pressed against the roads in the city, and clear traces can still be seen on them. The infrastructure is really poor.
Buzz buzz~
When Marcelinho and others heard the roar of the engine in the air, they raised their heads and squinted their eyes to avoid the irritating sunlight.
I saw a six-plane Bell 212 flying over in a formation in the sky.
“He is showing off his force!” The four-eyed boy frowned and said in a deep voice, “Damn it!”
Marcelinho looked at him like a fool. , Why don’t people show off their force? As the air force and ground forces passed by, even if there were any resistance characters in Hermosillo, they were nothing more than ants.
Spanish intelligence officers are all this kind of thing!
Job hopping! Job hopping!
Damn it, I wonder if Victor has an intelligence department? And... can I take 250 days off out of 300 days?
Actually, in Marcelinho's opinion, Victor's methods and narcissism are more like that of a private in the 16th Regiment of Baolia Reserve Infantry.
But…
Absolutely not, he is a policeman!
Marcelinho will not sympathize with criminals. Drug abuse, human trafficking, and violations of peace are all shameful.
It would be better if we could go to Spain to help fight against the "ETA" armed forces in the Basque Country.
If given the chance, I must lead the way.
Enter Hermosillo, the capital of Sonora state.
Political significance is extraordinary!
Proof that the police have officially taken over the state.
The police force occupies the "three old places", the TV station, the city hall, and the military barracks.
“Dear compatriots, residents of Hermosillo, the Mexican anti-drug forces will conduct military management of the city for one week, but will not affect the lives of residents.”
“Any reason for Residents who are living in poverty and have no food can go to the central square to receive food. Please cooperate and actively report drug traffickers. The city hall will reward you with no less than 600 US dollars.”
"We also solemnly warn the hiding drug dealers to surrender to the anti-drug forces! Otherwise, we will catch you..."
"Satan will also pity you for the way you die!"
Zolf Xie Mann's face is paralyzed, so he is more suitable to be a spokesman. With this glare, he looks like a fucking gangster.
The residents who were watching TV were so scared that they almost cried.
Can you just say it again and don’t point at us?
We are afraid.
An hour after the police took control of Hermosillo, a team of police officers broke into a hospital.
"Police officer, police officer, this is a private hospital..."
A doctor hurriedly ran over with a nurse and said.
"How personal?" The team was led by Captain Marcus Phoenix of the "Mexican Drug Enforcement Administration Anti-Terrorism Team". He raised his eyebrows, "In Mexico, there are no private people! There is only the government."
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He pulled the doctor over, "Where is Governor Irvin Lozano?"
"Our regulations..."
Marcus Phoenix waved his hand impatiently, " Don't force me to break your glasses."
"In 302!" The doctor quickly pointed to a ward.
“Thank you!”
He led the Anti-Terrorism Team of the Drug Enforcement Administration to open the door, and there were three people sitting inside. When they saw the police rushing in, panic flashed in their eyes.
“Who are you and what are you doing!”
“Irvin Lozano is suspected of providing help to drug traffickers and participating in human trafficking in Sonora. This is Warrant! "Marcus Phoenix provides a...blank slate?
"This is nothing at all! This is slander!" A young man said excitedly.
MD, Casare is so flattering, but you really gave me an arrest warrant.
In fact, Irvin Lozano was not wronged.
He is really "active" in human trafficking!
In 1988, a local newspaper broke the news and provided evidence, but that night the reporter and his family were killed.
No one has dared to investigate this matter.
If Victor wants to fuck you, he has to find a reason. He is not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately. If he says you, Irvin Lozano, are guilty, then he is really guilty!
"Are you...resisting?"
Marcus Phoenix narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
This made the other person stop talking for a moment.
"Ahem, officer, our Lozano family is willing to provide help to Mr. Victor and help him stabilize Sonora State." An old man with white hair among the three stood up and said.
"The Lozano family?"
"Yes, we have been in Sonora for more than a hundred years, and we have 17 people serving as congressmen..."
The old man was like reciting a family tree.
Marcus Phoenix suddenly stepped forward and kicked the opponent away. The old man hit the wall directly, clutching his chest, and started to scream.
“You think you’re an old man and I won’t beat you?”
“The Lozano family? This is the Victor era, old guy, don’t you look at the almanac when you go out?”
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"Where are you pretending to be NMB for me, family? Under Victor's rule, all living beings are equal!" Marcus Phoenix waved his hand with a dark face, "Send Mr. Governor on his way."
The police officer behind him rushed up and unplugged Irvin Lozano's oxygen machine, lift him up, open the window, this is the 17th floor.
Throw it right away!
Crash!
It hit the car below, and the alarm suddenly started blaring. "You...you are so cruel, we must impeach you and go to Mexico City to accuse you of your behavior!" The young man was still very angry and didn't know how to hide it.
Marcus Phoenix squinted his eyes and grinned.
Thud, tug, tug...
There was a burst of gunfire in the ward. The doctors and nurses sitting outside shivered in fear. Within a moment, they saw the police leaving. come out.
The leader also glanced at them.
Just when the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, Marcus Phoenix stopped and turned his head, "Were those human organ removals performed at your place?"
The doctor's face changed drastically!
…
And at the Hermosillo State Capitol Building.
Standing not far from the City Hall, there is a fountain at the door. It looks quite unique, but this thing... cost 300,000 US dollars!
For so much money, you can go f**king pick up any civilian on the street, and they can be used as a living fountain.
Mexico began to implement a parliamentary system in 1811. Each state has almost a high degree of autonomy. It has its own constitution, army and parliament. They have the final say on everything.
Many times, the people sitting in the National Palace of Mexico are just the result of their common interests.
So...
Sometimes, they sell drugs just to protect their own interests.
It is often seen that many presidents are arrested by the United States after they step down. There is a reason.
Why did Victor say that no state was willing to surrender despite such a huge formation?
Big brother...
Victor is "destroying" the living soil of drug dealers and pressing these bastards to the ground and rubbing them. Do you think they will surrender?
It is possible that the person in charge of one of the cities below will surrender, but the governor...
If we say that the United States has a "military-industrial complex," it is a huge interest group composed of the military, military-industrial enterprises, and some members of the U.S. Congress.
Mexico is a "drug complex", a huge interest group composed of corrupt politicians, the military and most ordinary people.
He is going against everyone!
A country that even a strong man from heaven cannot save.
The biggest use of this place is to serve as a garbage recycling plant for the United States. Especially after the signing of the "North American Trade" agreement, only ordinary people know how miserable it is here.
Around the millennium, this place was still home to many stowaways, who hurriedly passed through the virgin forest, entered Mexico, and entered the lighthouse from here.
About one million people sneak into the United States every year, but in the following decades, why has the population base not increased?
Where did these people go?
God can’t save Mexico, then please God come down and Victor sit on it!
At the Congress of the State of Sonora.
Everyone was sitting quietly, no one said a word.
They are...against Victor!
When the anti-drug force entered the city, not a single member of parliament went to greet them. They wanted to use their own methods to tell the tyrant.
We can't be defeated by you!
Bang!
There was a loud bang at the main door of the parliament hall, as if someone was hitting it with a hammer outside.
The sitting members of Congress suddenly panicked.
“Quiet!” The state speaker sitting above said coldly, with a scar as long as a centipede on his face.
I would like to ask you, are you the Speaker or a bandit?
Under his shout, the congressmen quieted down slightly. They looked straight at the door and heard a "click".
The door was smashed open.
A group of heavily armed police officers rushed in.
"This is the parliament! It is a sacred place!" The speaker stood up and said righteously, "Violence should be kept away!"
What he said was so righteous.
Actually…
hehe.
“You are having an illegal gathering.” The police officer leading the team said with a sullen face, “Disband immediately and go home.”
“This is the parliament! It is a right stipulated in the constitution! Illegal gathering? You Victor's lackey, are you kidding?"
"Mr. Victor has not approved it, and gatherings of more than ten people are illegal!"
Many members were angry when they heard this. Crooked.
MD.
We used to have the final say in Sonora State. Should we say this, you just came here and you stole our lines?
"According to the laws of Sonora, Victor is a traitor, he is destabilizing Mexico, we must try him, he is a sinner, he is a criminal! He is the most dangerous one in the country. "
"Who wants to judge me?"
"You?"
"Or you?"
Suddenly, a shout came from outside. The voice was very loud, and he was obviously in good health.
Victor walked in with a cigarette in his mouth and glanced around with stern eyes. All the people he pointed at were the ones with the lowest heads. Victor pointed at the cross and said deafeningly, "It's still God!"
“Who can judge me, who dares to judge me!”
“A place that harbors filth and evil!”
Victor looked at these people with disgust. He looked at them one by one and saw that they were all involved in drug trafficking. Even the speaker was the most cheerful, but he was the senior leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel.
Up to 13,000,000 points!
This guy takes advantage of his position to cause harm to good people.
The fierce speaker was immediately suppressed by Victor, but he was still very stubborn
"Victor!"
"CNM! Who asked you to call my name? Pull me down! Kneel on the ground!"
Two police officers rushed forward aggressively, pulling the other person down hard. The other person was also fierce and punched back.
“Fight back?”
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Victor grabbed the rifle of the policeman next to him, pulled the bolt, and pointed it at the Speaker.
Just a shuttle.
After all the bullets were fired, he was still not relieved. He rushed up and dragged the speaker's body to the platform, like dragging a dead dog. The blood soaked the ground. He looked at the MPs sitting below in a dark voice. Said, "I'm beating you to give you face, don't fuck me, think of me as a kind person!"
"Here, whoever I want to die must die!"
"Not to mention Are you a bunch of people who are willing to be lackeys for drug dealers?”
He turned around and took off the cigarette butt, pressing it on the face of God on the cross next to him. He didn’t know what material it was made of, but that half of his face was made of nothing. It was immediately burnt, and a hole was made from the cigarette butt.
“It’s useless at all, you can’t even look at such a small place!”
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(End of this chapter)