Chapter 238 In Aztec, seeing me is like seeing God.
Boom!
Boom!
Drug traffickers have also learned how to clear the ground with gunfire.
The 17th regiment of the "Lord Division" arrived first and bombed with artillery two kilometers away. Almost every regiment of the "Lord Division" is equipped with an artillery battery, with about 7 M-30s. The 122mm howitzer fired two rounds towards Madeira first.
I can't afford to blow it up any more.
Military spending is also limited.
Then regardless of the advisor's protests, the entire group pressed forward.
"Faq! Faq! Where is the modern war that relies solely on the accumulation of numbers? This will cause huge casualties!"
Drug trafficker commander Gomez Loera smoked a cigar , "You don't understand Mexico, sir."
He is Guzman's cousin, graduated from the University of Guadalajara, and is the most highly educated person in the Loera family.
However, he is a little proud and always likes to hold parties and talk in the army. Anyone who disobeys will be removed.
This made him uneasy.
Hearing what Gomez said, the angry American adviser cursed him as an idiot and found a place with a telescope to watch the troops charging.
The drug dealers wearing Soviet SSH-40 helmets bent forward and rushed forward. They stopped occasionally at the front and used firepower to support their teammates behind them, surging forward like a wave.
In Latin America, you can even see drug traffickers using tactics.
The small woods outside Madeira that blocked the view were cleared by the anti-drug troops, and the view was greatly expanded.
"Get in position! Get in position!" First Company Commander William James Hester held his helmet and shouted to the police officers under his hands.
I held my M16 and shot at the drug dealer who had rushed over.
After the police force was cut and reorganized, Victor equipped the ground troops with 2 weapons, one was the X-16A4 assault rifle, a modified version of the M16, and the other was the AK47, used to deal with various terrains. After all, Mao Bear gear really isn’t that pretentious.
It’s okay to eat some dirt in the Sahara Desert once in a while.
Ordinary police officers can match sights and tactical accessories according to their own preferences.
So you can see that many people DIY have great personalities.
In addition to these, the OpsCore helmet can withstand bullet impacts and has a built-in night vision mode. The unit price is about US$1,000.
Also equipped with M52 armored vest.
Equipped with M9 pistol.
In addition to these, each person also has 3 sets of training uniforms, a set of regular uniforms, and a set of sleeping bags. The individual equipment alone costs around US$3,000.
It is not easy for Victor to raise an army.
Eating, drinking and having sex are all money.
The anti-drug force police officer lying on the roof, wearing sunglasses and tactical gloves, held down the M240B tightly and fired at the drug dealer.
Thug...thud...
The 7.62mm bullet passed through the two drug dealers who were close to each other and took them away directly. The running drug dealer took two steps forward and fell to the ground.
Blood spurted onto the face of a young drug dealer next to him. His scalp was numb for a moment, but then he felt adrenaline surge up and his mouth trembled.
“Long live Guzman!”
“Long live Guzman!”
"Long live Guzman!"
The voice became louder and louder, even louder than the sound of bullets. The veins on his face were clearly visible, and his mouth opened wide.
When?
Drug dealers are so good at brainwashing?
The young drug dealer's eyes were scarlet and his feet were moving quickly.
Phew~
"Escape!!" He heard someone screaming behind him, raised his head, and saw a black thing smashing down.
"Bang!" exploded next to him, and the shock wave directly carried him four to five meters away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, along with pieces of meat.
Severe internal injuries.
His eyes were distracted, and he thought of his mother in his mind.
He was originally an ordinary young man in Sinaloa. His mother was seriously ill. One day, the drug cartel suddenly came to him and promised to treat his mother's illness and join the "God Master".
Mr. Guzman... what a nice guy.
"Long live!"
"Mom..."
He tilted his head and died.
In an open space in Madeira, there is an M-224 81mm mortar, which is lightweight and mainly used for fire support.
This thing only requires two people to operate it.
One person can choose the angle, and the other can directly insert the cannonball.
The M-224 type is rapid fire, put it in and it will fly.
The two companies were equipped with a total of 14 guns, and nearly 300 shells were fired within five minutes.
The drug dealers were screaming.
"Sergeant Ivica Alonso, this is the first company of the 336th Ground Police Regiment, requesting fire support for the place I marked!" First company commander William James Hurst called the sea through the radio Police support.
"Understood."
The TNC45-class general-purpose fast patrol ship "Victor Archduke", which received the request for help, rushed towards the waters near the target location.
The anti-drug force has a small number of people, and can also call for maritime fire support in an integrated manner. When the air force becomes available in the future, it will provide you with air support directly.
Like a Yankee.
The company-level organization can be called a fire strike, which is exciting just thinking about it.
The TNC45 general purpose fast patrol ship is very smart. If you need me, I will be close. If you don’t need me, I will swim on the branch river, as long as no one is watching.
"Open the missile system."
"The missile system is opened."
"Preset target location."
"Hit toward the back, don't get too close, kill all our people." The bearded Coast Guard Commander Ivica Alonso Long said.
"Ready, do you want to launch?"
"Launch!"
Ten minutes later.
An Exocet mm38 ship-to-ship missile rushed out at a 30° angle. Although this thing has an accuracy of 95%, its positioning is not accurate enough. As long as it does not hit one of its own people, it will be fine.
Sliding over Madeira in one go.
First company commander William James Hester raised his head and spit out sand, "Hey, hey, hey! Blow up there, blow up there!"
It seemed like the missiles were obedient. Same.
They didn’t listen at all, and they immediately jumped across the battlefield.
The company commander was so angry that he cursed, "The navy red deer has eyes on its buttocks."
And at the very back is the headquarters of the 17th Imperial Division Regiment.
The hired American consultant took a telescope and saw black spots flying over in the distance, getting closer and closer.
The sixth sense told him that something was wrong.
When I saw it clearly, my eyes suddenly widened.
"Missile! Missile! Run!!!"
Drop the telescope and run away.
After hearing his words, many people in the headquarters were at a loss, but some reacted quickly and ran away.
Don’t ask.
The American consultant must have his reasons.
As soon as the few people ran out a few meters, the Feiyu MM38 ship-to-ship missile hit the temporary command post. It was loaded with 42kg of high explosives.
Boom!
It directly overturned the vehicles next to it.
The shock wave was like layer after layer, and the American consultants who had not run far were thrown away. They slid directly on the ground for several meters. When they got up tremblingly, they felt that their bones hurt.
That face…
Blood was constantly flowing from the seven orifices.
"Help me...help." He wailed.
The drug dealers who were attacking Madeira heard the movement behind them and subconsciously turned back. When they saw the scene, they didn't know who said it. The leader is dead!
This wind immediately swept everyone.
The regular army is also divided into levels.
In this case, the boss is gone, and the mood to fight is naturally gone. They just retreat and retreat all at once.
First company commander William James Hester was confused, "What's going on?"
"Company commander, it seems...the missile blew up their headquarters!"
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Modern war is always so outrageous and unbelievable. Sometimes, the commander and his entourage go out for dinner, and just the two of them are pulled out by someone.
Some people were killed in the office.
Of course I am not talking about Mikhail Svemonishvili.
Beheading operations often mean the end of a local war.
The 17th Regiment of God’s Masters…
Is there a commander?
"Quick, request an air strike from armed helicopters. This is the time to expand the results."
First company commander William James Hester shouted excitedly.
He directly called the regiment leader Vasily. When the other party heard that the headquarters was bombed, he was also confused, but he also understood that this was a good opportunity to capture the 17th regiment, so he went directly to coordinate.
But the drug traffickers obviously couldn't wait to be beaten. With the help of American consultants, they directly withdrew from the battlefield.
By the time the four Mi-8s flew over from Sonora, the opponent had already fled and almost received several RPG rounds on the way. The angry helicopter pilot cursed "Army Ma Run!" on the public channel.
First battle in Madeira, a dramatic pause.
New York. Wyndham Hotel!
Hyerson Welsh looked at him, "It is said that you have a man-to-man agreement with the pilots at Newberg Air Force Base?"
Victor smiled and looked at each other.
"Well, I'm sorry, this game has to be canceled temporarily. They have gone to perform necessary military operations. Apart from the air crew, there are probably only a few dogs at Newberg Air Force Base now." Hailsham Welsh apologized.
Victor was startled and understood instantly.
Going to the front line to be a trapeze artist.
The sky over the Persian Gulf is now biubiubiu!
Old Bush plans to tell Silly Damu who is the father and who is the son in that place!
"This is just a joke." Victor waved his hands naturally, he was just angry at the beginning.
Think about it now. If you lose, you will be in trouble. If you win, it will make Americans look bad.
Looking at such a large amount of assistance, Victor was happy to take a step back.
But...it seems like the plane can't fly.
His expression changed and he looked at Haytham Wells, "Mr. Staff, I have one more small thing to trouble you."
"Please tell me."
"Will the Mustang still sponsor us?"
Hyerson Welsh looked embarrassed, looked at Victor's hopeful eyes, and nodded bravely.
Give it to you!
Anyway, it’s an antique from World War II and the US military doesn’t need it anymore.
Sure enough, if you see it, you have to ask for it. If you don’t want it, just treat it as if you don’t want it.
"Please deliver the weapons to us as soon as possible. My soldiers can't wait to avenge the Statue of Liberty. You know, they are staunch believers in the United States." Victor's eyes shined.
"Is it a dive type?"
He couldn't wait to fly a fighter jet to pay condolences to the drug dealers, carrying two MK82 series low-drag aerial bombs, NMD, 500-pound Bomb, no matter what you are made of, it will blow you up into scrap metal.
Guzman’s height of 168cm will be reduced to 1.68cm for you. The tomb should be about the same height.
Haytham Welsh's face twitched, that was a lot to ask.
"The Mustangs and the first batch of sponsorships will arrive at the airport tomorrow, and the rest will be sent to Mexico within three days."
"Thank you!"
Victor thanked him sincerely.
"Excuse me..."
Haytham Welsh stood up hurriedly and looked at his watch, "Sorry, Mr. Victor, I have to rush back to Washington. Unfortunately, I don't have time to chat with you again. Please pay attention to safety on the road."
Run quickly, hurry up run.
If you sit still, this guy will ask you if you can sponsor something else. He is just a greedy beggar!
Looking at the opponent's back, Victor looked at Casare, "I just want to ask him if he can sponsor some F14, what about?"
His response to the F14 nicknamed "Tomcat" Soft spot.
Although there was no harvest when it first came out in the 1970s, in the 1980s, that is, after Reagan came to power, when the United States and the Soviet Union entered an important point in their struggle for hegemony, they won 2-0 in the air battle over the "Bay of Sidra" in North Africa. su22.
This is the first air combat result of F14.
Although this thing rarely fails, its record is not good either. At the end of the Cold War, Victor still clearly remembers that during the Gulf War, the F14 dispatched more than 4,100 sorties, but only shot down one Mi-8 helicopter. .
Became an "ammunition transporter" for small countries.
But this thing is more handsome than anything else!
In terms of popularity, even the beautiful rookie fighter jets like the F-16 and Su-27 are inferior to this cat.
Tom in Top Gun is very handsome driving the F14.
The U.S. Navy dislikes him, but Victor likes him.
Casare couldn't laugh or cry when he heard Victor's words, "Boss, you will wipe out all the Americans' wealth."
"How is it possible, Americans are rich people." He He lowered his voice and said, "It's hard to meet such an idiot with lots of money and stupidity."
"Send a letter to ask the American Grumman Corporation if it is willing to sell the F14!"
Casare nodded.
At this moment, Jason Bourne quickly ran to him, lay down in his ear and said a message.
“What!?”
Victor’s eyes widened immediately.
Shadamu's son, 26-year-old Uday, went to Mexico City to find Cuauquemot on behalf of his father.
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What is this operation?
Your father is fighting to death in front of you, why don’t you come to Mexico City?
“According to our informants, Uday hopes that Mexico will side with them in the Kuwait War and that all countries in the Latin region will rise up against the United States!”
Victor felt like spitting out his old words.
You two father and son are really a strange combination. I told Kuwait before, big brother, since we are of the same race, I can forgive you the tens of billions I owe you.
Kuwait refused.
Hey guys, you are doing X while people are sleeping. You just rush in with hundreds of tanks. The 18,000 square kilometers of land are filled with the tracks of the Iraqi cavalry.
After you finish fighting in Kuwait, people come up from the background. You see that something is wrong, and you shout: "Brothers in the ALB world, help me", and we fight against the United States together.
Who cares about you at this time?
Although Sha Damu was very tough, he actually didn’t know what he was doing, so he sent his two sons and many cronies out to plan an alliance.
North America is the closest to the United States, so it must have been suffering for a long time.
“Does he know who the emperor of Mexico is?” Victor squinted his eyes and laughed, “Let him come to see me.”
“In the Aztecs, meeting me is like seeing him. God.”
"Let's go! Back to Tijuana."
Casare and Jason Bourne looked at each other.
"Boss, did you just say Emperador (Emperor)?"
"It seems so."
"Then should I inform Kennedy and let him take it with him? People go to Mexico City to pull Cuauquemo down? Then go to the Vatican to kidnap the Pope and ask him to bless the boss for his enthronement?”
Jason Bourne laughed immediately, "The position of director does not need Jesus to determine it."
Casare looked at him and said this.
“You can brag X better than me.”
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(End of this chapter)