Chapter 270 Don’t move! Move or die!
In a slum built on a mountain in Culiacán.
It stinks to heaven!
Slums in Latin America such as Mexico, Colombia, and Brazil are all built by one person. The passages are very narrow and the sanitation is extremely poor. The most important thing is that the public security is very poor.
Look at the slums in India, the security is very good. Really, if you throw away a few Komodo dragons, hundreds of thousands of men will not be able to get up the next day.
In that place, Shiva can come down to earth and turn you into a god!
The scary category.
"Ziziziz~"
A red motorcycle drove over the pool of water, splashing water two or three meters high. There were two people sitting on the car, the latter holding a Tweeter, "Attention everyone, charity organizations are distributing supplies and medical supplies in the slums. If necessary, go to Sangendawa Village by yourself!"
The slums are actually divided into several villages, and Sangendawa Village is one of them. The largest, the number of poor people in this village alone is about 60,000!
Many people heard it. They looked at the motorcycle going away and reacted quickly, calling their children and running towards Sangendawa Village.
Everyone is running, for fear that they will miss it if they are slow.
At this time, three large trucks were parked in the open space of Sangendawa Village, with banners saying, "Victor Love Agency spreads love all over the world!"
In order to prevent riots , the ground troops also dispatched 3 squads, a total of 31 people, and a "Weasel" 1 airborne armored vehicle!
In fact, just by the name, you can tell that this caring organization is under a government agency and is well-established.
"Queue up! Queue up! Everyone has it! If you don't queue up, you won't be handed out!" Halida shouted loudly with her hair tied up, looking very capable.
This "college student" who used to work in the Mexicali Municipal People's Basic Services and Living Bureau is now able to take on his own role as the head of the Victor Love Agency. (See Chapter 143 for details).
She handed over a bag of rice, 6 kilograms, a barrel of oil and several boxes of metformin. Diabetes is a high incidence in Mexico.
For a long time, someone once joked that this country does not need a future, only drugs and coke are enough.
"Thank you! Thank you!" A dark-faced woman clasped her hands together, crying bitterly, her mouth was shaking slightly, and she looked slightly excited.
According to the assessment of the World Food Program, there are close to one billion hungry people in the world. The first place is Asia, the second place is Africa, and the third place is the Americas, with approximately 50 million people hungry.
More than 7 million people in Mexico still don’t have enough to eat.
Harida smiled and comforted her a few words. When she was about to take the next one, her body suddenly tightened and the woman pulled her out of the truck and threw her heavily to the ground. She felt huge pain instantly. It invaded her upper brain, causing her to cry out in pain.
I just thanked the woman for rushing up to her like a wolf and snatching away her belongings. But there were obviously accomplices behind her and they rushed towards the truck!
"Grab it! If you're late, you won't be able to get it! Rush!" I don't know who shouted, and suddenly, the queue that had finally been lined up was in chaos!
Hundreds of people started storming the charity!
The lieutenant who led the team fired into the sky and yelled loudly, but this group of people didn't listen to you at all, and they were somewhat sensible and were stunned when they heard the gunshot.
"Don't be afraid! They don't dare to shoot! Go ahead and rob them!" an instigator hiding in the crowd shouted loudly.
“Shoot!”
The lieutenant gave the order loudly, and saw the machine gun on the "Weasel" 1 airborne armored vehicle on the rear side starting to fire!
The first rule of Victor's army: At all times, you must first save yourself.
When this group of poor people started to attack, they were thugs!
The bullets slanted over instantly, like a sickle cutting wheat, and all the people in the front row were mopped down.
"Shot! Shot! Killing, northern soldiers killing!" Someone inside shouted heartbreakingly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw dozens of people holding weapons. AK47 armed personnel rushed out from all directions.
Fire at the machine gunner on the "Weasel" 1 airborne armored vehicle.
Puff puff puff!
These 7.62×39mm bullets are so close, no matter what body armor you have, they will be smashed to pieces for you. The machine gunner was shot several times and even screamed, and he fell directly from the infantry fighting vehicle. .
Ambush!
The lieutenant dragged Harida back, who was lying on the ground, and hid behind the big tire of the truck, holding down the communicator on her chest, "This is the village of Sangendawa. We were attacked by gunmen. Please ask for support. ! Requesting support! "
"Received! The gunship will arrive at the destination in three minutes!"
The lieutenant cursed, turned his head, stepped out, and shot a gunman wearing a turban, hitting him in the head. When he fell to the ground, the latter pressed the trigger hard, and the bullets shot everywhere.
But the two sides fighting did not care who was in the middle. Bullets flew over, and the ordinary poor people screamed and cried in fear, and ran away in panic holding their heads!
Buzzing~
A Mi-8 came from a distance in mid-air. The huge black shadow cast a big shadow on the armed men who were attacking below. Seeing that the situation was not right, they hurriedly retreat!
The Mi-8 tracked them in the sky and saw them fleeing in all directions after getting into the complicated slums like mice. The pilot wore sunglasses and passed the news back, "Round Table, this is the Flying Eagle, The target has been dispersed and cannot be tracked, please give instructions!"
"Patrol carefully, follow-up support troops are coming soon."
"Understood!"
About four or five minutes later, the patrol police who received the request for help rushed into Sangendawa Village. When I saw the corpses everywhere, The second lieutenant leading the team was startled and quickly shouted, "Help!"
This time, 178 people died from the poor, 6 people from the charity organization died, and 5 soldiers were killed, and there were countless injured!
It’s like purgatory on earth!
When Kennedy, who was stationed in Culiacan, heard about this, he became furious and ordered two battalions to besiege all the slums. "Search every house for me!!"
"Sir, I think the whole city should be closed down. , civilians still wandering outside should be treated as spies!" Staff officer Erich Manstein said beside him.
Kennedy felt that he was a talented person and it would be a pity to serve as a small staff officer, so he took him to his side as an accompanying adjutant. When the time comes, he will find an opportunity to send him out for training.
Hearing Erich Manstein's words, Kennedy frowned. According to the spy treatment, how many people would have to be killed?
At this time, his character emerged, slightly hesitant.
Erich Manstein could also see it and lowered his voice and said, "You can report this matter to Tijuana and Mr. Casare will make a decision."
Push the responsibility away!
Kennedy thought for a moment, decisively agreed to the plan, and reported the matter.
With the boss away, Casare himself was very nervous. When he heard that this happened in Culiacan, his face turned green and he gritted his teeth, "Find him!"
“The slums…are a mixed bag of people,” Kennedy said
"Then kill them!" Casare took a deep breath and said viciously, "I don't believe that Sangendawa Village doesn't know about this."
Kennedy's heart skipped a beat and he saw He glanced at Erich Manstein and said, "I understand, but I hope it can be helpful in terms of public opinion."
"Don't worry, even if you blow up all the slums today, it won't be a big deal." There will be some news!"
After hanging up the phone, Kennedy sighed, "Our second boss is more ruthless than everyone else."
"So the Governor believes in him!" H. Manstein smiled faintly.
Casare can take the blame at the top and issue orders decisively at the bottom. Who wouldn't like a leader like this?
"My order! The whole city of Culiacán is under martial law! Two more battalions will be transferred there. Before tonight, I want to know who is behind it!"
"Yes, sir! ”
Following the order, a regiment of more than 4,000 wolf-like northern soldiers rushed into the slums!
Boom!
The door to the residence of the head of Sangendawa Village was kicked open!
More than a dozen soldiers rushed in, without saying a word, punching and kicking the 60-year-old village chief. His brother and son who were standing next to him were beaten to death, leaving only a few women. and children kneeling on the ground shivering.
Feodor von Bock, chief of staff of the 4th Battalion of the 2nd Regiment, walked in with a cigarette in his mouth and wearing white gloves.
This is the "hidden rule" in the northern army. Battalion-level cadres have become majors and are eligible to wear white gloves, which symbolizes: sweeping away the ashes for Victor... the Governor!
"Good afternoon, Mr. Village Chief, I think you should know why I came to see you, and who are the people in this afternoon!" Fedor von Bock asked with a smile.
"I...I don't know!" The village chief had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his teeth were missing. He shook his head, "You will be punished for killing innocent people like this!"
The expression of Fedor von Bock Slowly restrained, "Retribution? Who gave me retribution! Who the hell dares to give me retribution! My God is Victor!" His voice suddenly rose, and he grabbed an old woman next to him by her hair.
The left eye jumped convulsively, "Don't tell me!"
"I... don't know!"
Feodor von Bock grabbed the table and put it on the table He pointed the knife and fork into the old woman's eyes and stabbed it in!
The eyeballs exploded with a bang.
Everything oozed out.
The old woman screamed, the knife and fork stuck in her eyes, and the other surviving woman was shaking.
"I'll ask again! Who is it!"
The village chief looked at his wife who had been with him for decades with his mouth half open. It seemed that he had lost too much blood and closed his mouth in pain. Upper eyes.
"I like your hard bone, replace it with another one!" Fedor von Bock shook his finger and pointed at a child, "It's you!"
"Grandpa! Grandpa! I don't want it, I don't want it ..." The other party shouted heartbreakingly. The village chief opened his eyes at once, stared at his beloved grandson, crying, "No, no!"
Feodor von Bock went up to him and said: The foot stepped on his face, "Old immortal, no matter how hard you are!"
"I said, I said!"
"It was Gulib Olympia and the others, they served the Jalisco New Generation, they did it, they all lived in the village of Morantes next door."
Feodor von Bock looked at him deeply, nodded slowly, "Thank you!"
He turned around, raised his finger, and flicked it.
The soldier next to him raised his gun and fired at them!
The whole family was slaughtered!
"This is the result of cooperating with drug dealers, but it makes me look like a villain." Fedor von Bock laughed at himself, "Let's go to Morandis Village and convey the message to the brother troops."
"Yes!"
There are 17 villages in the slum!
The villagers may not know, but the village chief must have problems inside.
It started to rain slowly in the sky.
A small village chief was dragged directly on a motorcycle by northern soldiers. Hundreds of villagers stood next to him. They shrank their heads and watched helplessly as the village chief's body was dragged until a layer of skin fell off.
The flesh and blood tissue inside can be clearly seen.
"Now! Whoever provides clues about the afternoon shooting will get 200 pesos! His children will enjoy free education! Who knows!" a lieutenant shouted loudly.
Free education is not currently available in Sinaloa.
200 pesos!
Right to education? !
A young woman's eyes lit up and she raised her hands tremblingly.
"Pitna, you bitch!" the village chief yelled when he saw her on the ground.
Bang!
The lieutenant shot him in the head. A hole was exposed in the back of his head, and brain matter and unknown liquid flowed out. He stared and stared at it.
The woman hugged the child tightly in her arms, "First... sir! They are all involved!" She turned and pointed at a few men not far away and shouted.
The faces of those people changed drastically and they wanted to run, but they were pinned to the ground.
"Killing! Northern soldiers are killing! These officials are killing. They are taking away our chance to survive. They are depriving us of our opportunity to make a fortune. You have forgotten the hope that Mr. Al Mencho gave you. Is that..." a drug dealer roared, and the soldier behind him stepped on his head and pushed him directly to the ground.
The nose bones made a snapping sound, and blood seeped out from under the head.
The lieutenant squinted, looked at the restless crowd, and said coldly, "Don't move, move, and massacre the village!"
The heavy machine gun next to him was pulled, and the clear sound of loading instantly silenced the group of people.
No matter how stubborn you are, you still have to soften when encountering a heavy machine gun.
The lieutenant directly took out 200 pesos and handed it to the woman, squinting at everyone, "From today on, you are the village chief!"
"Whoever refuses to accept, the northern soldiers will arrive in an instant! Between life and death, you decide for yourself!”
The women were confused, themselves... village chief?
The drug dealers were pulled up and slashed on their necks with daggers. Anyone who has killed anyone knows that after the throat is cut, there is skin, and underneath there are blood vessels and trachea, so they will not die immediately.
But like a chicken, flopping and struggling in the rain!
The rain mixed with blood flowed to the feet of the poor.
The smell of blood is coming!
Everyone was frightened by this cruel scene.
I give you face, but you don’t want it. I let you live a good life, but you can’t!
Then damn it, no one can even think about it!
Do you really think that the Northern Army is kind-hearted?
It was not smooth sailing for 4,000 people to rush into the slums. They encountered resistance, but they were directly called for air support and fired a missile at the floor!
No matter who you are, blow them all up!
If this group can't conquer this place, then the next one to come will be the land washing, and Victor will definitely issue an order to blow up the slums.
It continued until the next day, killing a total of 721 people and arresting more than 1,000 people, all of whom were related to drug dealers.
But Kennedy was not relaxing yet.
Indicates that it will continue a high-pressure raid on Culiacan for a month!
Operation codename: Thunder!
…
There are no direct flights from Mexico to Austria.
Transfer in Italy and arrive in Vienna at 10 am the next day.
Victor yawned, feeling a little sleepy after flying for more than ten hours. He originally wanted to take a private plane, but Vienna did not agree.
Fuck!
Sooner or later I'll blitz you.
As soon as the group of people left the airport, Victor suddenly saw a shocking scene. Opposite there was a man wearing a German military uniform from World War II, dressed as that mustache, standing on a chair, and learning to give a speech.
There were many people surrounding him, including clowns holding balloons, children carrying schoolbags, and even pregnant women!
"Hi!" The man made a loud voice, and then... raised his right hand.
The people below also lifted up!
Victor looked at Nurnisa Kallis and the staff of the Secretariat of the United Nations International Narcotics Control Board next to him in shock and said, "Is... Austria so open?"
But obviously the other party did not expect it, A look of shock.
I’m going to do it in Mexico and I’m still afraid to straighten it out. It’s better for you to do it in Vienna and you won’t be afraid of any reaction from Europe.
“I don’t know either!” Nurnisa Kallis looked solemn, “But this kind of reversal of history is absolutely not allowed!”
Victor nodded, and sure enough, Just a few minutes later, more than a dozen policemen ran over, driving the crowd away with batons in their hands, and hit the "pretender" hard, causing the person to flee with his head in his arms before he was finally dragged away.
The late emperor started a business and lost contact with Zhongdao!
Victor wanted to laugh, but the atmosphere was really wrong. He exhaled, "Let's go."
It's true, the world is so magical, and there are all kinds of birdmen.
Nurnisa Kallis had the car brought over, all Buicks, sponsors of anti-drug organizations.
“Sorry, we cannot coordinate other luxury cars at the moment.”
Victor smiled and got into the car. "The Buick is also a good car. At least it is crashworthy!"
"But if I were to be the executive director of the Drug Enforcement Administration, I would donate 4 Rolls-Royces and 3 Rolls-Royces. A Mercedes-Benz.”
Nurnisa Kalis’s eyes lit up and she was ready to make a move.
This boss... seems to be quite good.
Victor is very generous now!
This time he went out with 20 kilograms of gold jewelry, 3 pieces of jewelry that sold for 200,000 US dollars at the German Nagau Auction House, and 2 million in cash. The purpose... is self-evident.
The motorcade headed towards the center of Vienna.
Victor looked at the buildings and the sky outside and felt that he was in a good mood. Before World War I, this was the capital of the Holy Roman Empire, the Grand Duchy of Austria, the Austrian Empire and the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
The ancient city center is listed as a World Heritage Site.
So you can see different buildings and all kinds of tourists.
There are also doves of peace hovering in the sky.
"If one day I retire, I will live here." Victor sighed.
Jason Bourne opened his mouth, but finally closed it honestly.
He really wanted to say it.
Boss, it is impossible for you to retire. If you look like this, you will either move on or take political asylum. When you escape here, you may not be able to see the dove of peace.
"Welcome to the center of Europe, the city of the world, Vienna!"
(End of this chapter)