Chapter 282: He likes farming and specializes in fighting.
Rommel arrived at the combat command center in Tijuana by helicopter. After the Mi-8 came to a stop on the "H" apron on the roof of the building, he jumped off.
A staff member carrying a captain came over and was a little dizzy from the propeller. He smiled and stretched out his hand, "Lieutenant Colonel Rommel!"
The other party was startled and looked at He read his brochure and frowned.
"There is no doubt that General Victor has officially promoted you to the rank of lieutenant colonel. You are still serving as the commander of the 4th Battalion of the 2nd Regiment, and there is a new task for you. I will take you to see General Kennedy. He There are new instructions for you.”
Rommel nodded and glanced at the name on the left side of the opponent: Erich Manstein. I had never heard of it, but if he could be sent here, he must not be an unknown person.
In fact, Manstein was still a lieutenant before the "Culiacan War". After the war, Kennedy gave him a third-class merit and was directly promoted to captain.
The two walked down from the roof, followed the elevator to the 8th floor, and saw the bust of Victor hanging in the corridor.
As a side note, in order to create a character for the general, Propaganda Minister Goebbels took two kinds of busts. One is of a five-star general and the general marshal of the Governor's Palace, wearing "Azte". Croix's Cross", a unique one, symbolizing absolute power!
This half-length painting hangs in the army.
The second type is dressed simply and has a solemn expression, looking like a compassionate scholar. This painting is mainly hung in schools, streets and enterprises and institutions.
You are running a company in Mexico and you don’t want to hang a bust of Victor. You don’t want to hang out anymore?
Goebbels was trying to add weight to the leadership.
Don’t think this thing is useless, but over time, some people will be brainwashed.
Extreme personality cult!
"Wait a minute~" Rommel shouted, and Erich Manstein turned around and saw him arranging his clothes in front of the "mirror" next to him, making the collar and hems meticulous.
“A very elegant noble gentleman!”
This description flashed in Erich Manstein’s mind.
"Okay, let's go in." Rommel said to him. Manstein smiled and nodded, knocked on the door, and a thick voice came from inside, "Please come in."
The two walked in and saw the splendid decoration inside. The floor was covered with Persian carpets worth tens of thousands of dollars, and there were thousands of dollars of red wine on the walls. The ashtrays on the table were embroidered with gold.
It can be said that he is a rich man.
No way...
Drug dealers are too luxurious, these are all seized from drug dealers.
Behind the desk, sat four-star general Kennedy Heisenberg, dressed in military uniform, with a Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Diamonds, Double Swords, Gold Oak Leaves hanging on his collar!
It says in Spanish: Loyalty! (Loyalty!)
Victor promulgated relevant decrees through the Military Council in August, establishing the Knight's Cross of Iron Cross, the Knight's Cross of Iron Cross with Oak Leaves, the Knight's Cross of Iron Cross with Oak Leaves with Double Swords, the Knight's Cross of Iron Cross with Double Swords with Diamonds, the Knight's Cross with Silver Oak Leaves and the Double Swords with Diamonds. There are five types of Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Golden Oak Leaves.
Used to raise merit!
A total of 12 of the top Knight's Cross of Iron Crosses with Diamond Double Swords, Golden Oak Leaves are planned to be awarded, which is used as a metaphor for Jesus' "Twelve Apostles!"
The first one belongs to Kennedy. .Heisenberg, the only one currently awarded.
The meaning is not simple.
Let's put it this way, if Victor collapses in the future, it would be a luxury for Kennedy Heisenberg to be hanged.
Crack!
Rommel and Manstein saluted together, "Sir!"
Kennedy Heisenberg smiled and raised his hand, motioning for the two of them to sit down, "How about, stay in the 4th Battalion How's it going?"
"Very good, sir!"
"Well, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me. The general and I both believe in your talents."
Although Rommel was very excited, his character was not alarmed at all changes, and he nodded very calmly.
Kennedy Heisenberg admired the other party's character. If he accumulated some experience, he would become a senior military officer, and then he could be completely independent.
"General, there is a new task for you." He said and took out the appointment letter on the table. Rommel took it with both hands and listened to the other party continue, "Order the Ministry to be on October 7 Recently arrived at Vandenberg Air Force Base in California and went to Kuwait for an overseas mission! "
"This is the first time that the Governor's Office has made an overseas appearance. Victor believes in you, the people believe in you, and the organization also believes in you."< br>
Hey, when you say that, Rommel's blood boiled. He raised his head and looked at the earnest eyes of General Kennedy Heisenberg. He straightened his chest and said, "Promise to complete the mission!"
Looking at With that expression on his face, Kennedy Heisenberg suddenly swallowed back the words he said. What he actually wanted to say was, don't rush so fast, just follow the Yankees.
We are waving the flag and shouting, don’t increase casualties.
But saying this was a bit of a demoralization. He could only pat Rommel on the shoulder and point to Erich Manstein who was staying next to him, "The combat command decided to let Mansch Tan Yin serves as the staff officer of the 4th Battalion and the commander of the 2nd Company. I hope you will cooperate well. "
"Yes, sir!" They both said solemnly.
The 4th Battalion is simply a strong force. The battalion commander: Erwin Rommel, the deputy battalion commander: Major Fedor von Bock, and the staff officer: Erich Manstein.
It’s decided, attack Iraq!
When he came out of Kennedy's office, standing at the door, Rommel stretched out his hand, "Welcome, Captain Manstein."
"For honor! I believe that when we come back At that time, there must be a cross on the collar. At the military conference at the end of the year, the 4th Battalion must be the most tenacious unit!"
Manstein made no secret of his ambitions, which made Rommel a fool! They were all confused, opened their mouths half-way, and nodded, "Please come and take office as soon as possible and let the soldiers get to know you."
"Okay, battalion commander."
At this time, Kennedy in the office was frowning and focusing on other things, such as...
Commanding the frontline troops to regain the entire Sina Roya!
He picked up the phone on the table and called the front line, "I order, run and bomb Mazatlan!"
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"The rocket launcher is in position!"
"Aim at the target!"
"Ready!"
A lieutenant shouted loudly, waving a flag.
The five RM70 122mm rocket launchers on the side slightly raised their launch nests. As the flag was waved, the "briquettes" inside spurted out.
This thing is nicknamed: battlefield cleaning machine, and some NATO countries are willing to call it a vampire. The T90 is basically addictive in one shot.
Your head will be blown off.
Compared to the Katyusha, this thing can fire 40 rounds at a time.
15 RM70 122mm rocket launchers can fire 600 rounds of explosive and anti-personnel rockets at one time!
What concept.
When your mother holds your ashes, she has to talk about why you lost so much weight.
With its powerful mobility, this RM70 122mm rocket launcher has become the ground fire support for the anti-drug forces.
The sharp roar rushed into the port city of Mazatlan, representing the northern governor's palace launching a war of reconquest against the entire Sinaloa!
Cannon fodder washes the ground!
Let’s do 5 rounds first. 3,000 rounds of artillery shells will blow up and the whole city will be shaken.
Sir, the pattern of war has changed!
"Run! Run!" The legs of the remaining Sinaloa drug dealer, who had been scared out of his wits for a long time, were shaking. The huge explosion shook him and he sat down on the ground, feeling weak all over.
Looking at his companions running past him, he stretched out his hand in despair, "Take me with you, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet! My mother is still waiting for me to come home!"
The two drug dealers nearby ignored them and just ran out in panic. A shell rushed into the small building on the side, and the explosion directly blew up half of the missing corner, and the rubble fell down. , a stone weighing at least a thousand kilograms directly crushed the two people.
The upper body was crushed to pieces and was bloody!
His lower body and legs were still shaking vigorously.
Blood mixed with unknown objects seeped out from under the stone.
“Ahhhh!!!” the frightened drug dealer screamed, the smell of urine rose into the sky, and the faucet was out of control.
The battlefield itself is cruel!
Looking at him like this, even if he survives, he will become mentally ill in the end.
Mazatlan is said to be a port city, but in fact the main city is not big. It mainly has many docks. It is the largest port and tourist resort on the Pacific coast of western Mexico. It is located on the peninsula of Olas Altas Bay in the southwest of Sinaloa.
It is protected by two breakwaters, 1,011 nautical miles from the Port of Los Angeles to the north, 297 nautical miles from the Port of Massanillo to the south, and 870 nautical miles from the Port of Salina Cruz.
This place is a battleground for military strategists.
If Victor puts a few medium-range missiles here, tsk tsk tsk... I am the American father!
Ahem, of course just think about it.
During the siege of Mazatlan, it was already publicized, asking civilians and foreigners to evacuate quickly. Victor's weapons are not accurate, and there is no guarantee when he will kill you.
This is also one of the points for which he has been controversial internationally.
He will not give up the attack just because of your nationality. Many countries have sent diplomatic letters, hoping that Victor can relax his firepower a little, but he has rejected them all.
“Don’t run around when you have nothing to do. What are you running around for? You don’t know the dangers outside.”
However, the local government will also set up a “green safety zone” for humanitarian reasons. There are hotspots, and most of them are actually stationed by United Nations soldiers. But there are no UN soldiers in Mexico, so it all depends on self-consciousness.
Some local street residents and foreigners will spontaneously take up arms to resist.
The safe zone in Mazatlan is set in Chinatown.
It is about 600 meters long, with some shops on both sides, and you can see many familiar signs.
There is a vegetarian restaurant with "Shaolin Vegetarian Rice" hanging on it.
A middle-aged man was wearing short-sleeved shirts and munching on vegetarian food. He ate it with gusto, even though it didn't look oily at all.
"Uncle Huan, Uncle Huan!"
A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old ran in in a panic, his face covered with sweat and panting, "The fight... the fight started, The northerners have hit Matsalan!"
"I'm not deaf, of course I can hear such a loud sound." The man named Uncle Huan raised his head and looked at the fortune teller with his triangular eyes. Everyone had to say "fuck".
Typical ruthless face.
Let’s put it this way, when Jesus came and asked him to count, he had to say: Amitabha.
"No, we saw many drug dealers running towards our safe area. I'm afraid they..."
The middle-aged man frowned and paused with his chopsticks, "Brother Ju What?"
"He is already greeting people, right at the door of Ji's Roast Meat."
"Let's go!"
The man put down his chopsticks and was still chewing. The wind blew under his feet, and the young man behind him hurriedly followed.
When they trotted to the door of Ji's Barbecue, they saw a group of people on three floors inside and three outside. When they saw him, they all called out, "Brother Huan."
The voice has a Minnan and Cantonese accent.
“Brothers, if those son-of-a-bitch drug dealers rush in, everyone’s lives and property will be ruined. Therefore, I decided to beat them to death outside. Are you willing to risk your life with me, Chen Hju? !" A short and stocky man said loudly.
The people next to me looked at each other.
"Count me, Ye Jihuan." The middle-aged man squeezed in and raised his hand.
When the short and stocky man saw him, his face lit up and he nodded, "Who else?"
"Me, me, me!" The young man next to him also raised his hand, very surprised. Anxious.
"Aqiang, your hair hasn't even grown yet. Go home and stay there."
The young man's face suddenly turned red, "Brother Ju, you can't underestimate me. I, Zhang Ziqiang, don't look down on me." He is a man, but he is not afraid of death. If those drug dealers want to kill me, we will definitely kill him! I will be a good man again after eighteen years."
I don’t even think about whether this place will be under the control of the underworld.
You need to apply for a visa when coming to Heihei Wuchang.
Chen Huju looked at him, "Okay! If you have the guts, Adong, pull this guy into trouble."
A horse boy standing next to him responded and called out Several people carried out two large boxes from the barbecue shop behind them.
Pry it open with a crowbar!
Inside was an assault rifle.
"Type 56!" Ye Jihuan opened his eyes, reached out and took out one, pulled the bolt with his backhand, listened to the sound inside, and raised his eyebrows, "Second-hand goods? Brother Ju, where did you get these? "
"This stuff is great!"
Chen Huju laughed, "Isn't it easy to get a gun? How about it? Soldier, if you have been working as a monkey for more than 80 years, you can say that you are careless even if you have experienced hundreds of battles. I don’t believe that with these old comrades, we can’t kill those drug dealers!”
Ma! The Chinatown in Tesaran was actually established relatively late, in the early 1980s, and slowly formed a street.
"If some people come here and are not active in protecting their homes, they will be robbed by drug dealers. Don't blame me if they cry." Chen Huju shouted loudly.
The people around looked around, and within a short while, more than ten or twenty people raised their hands.
Speaking of time, those who came out in the 1980s were all "daring" people, and they still had some restless elements in their hearts. Most of them came here just to "get rich". Otherwise, why is it said that there are so many people in the primeval Amazon forest? Will anyone be there?
If you don’t let me make money, I’ll fuck you!
"Come on, come on, hand out the guns. Old, weak, women and children go hide inside. Men go up to fight. Be careful. Ah Huan, there is a Type 56 light machine gun here. You can take people there. Occupy the commanding heights and kill the drug dealers if they dare to approach," Chen Hju ordered.
"Okay, you guys follow me." Ye Jihuan pointed to a few people and said, took the walkie-talkie, ran up to the tallest building, a roast duck restaurant, occupied a corner, and looked down into the distance.
The boiling bomb smoke made even Ye Jihuan, who had been baptized by war, click his tongue twice, "The Mexican's firepower is really fierce. He is simply planning to blow up all of Matsalan..."
"Brother Huan, we are also Mexicans now." Zhang Ziqiang next to him said with a smile.
They changed their nationality when they came out.
It is more convenient to go outside.
The most important thing is that if I don’t make any money, I plan to die outside.
"Zizzi~ Ah Huan, have you seen anyone?" Chen Huju's voice came from the intercom. Ye Jihuan looked at the distance and said, "Here they are, about 200 meters away. There are about 30 people. No one. Heavy weapon, holding an AK."
"Shoot first when you find the opportunity."
"Understood"
Ye Jihuan responded. He put the walkie-talkie on the ground, woke up his nose, wiped it on his clothes, picked up the Type 56 light machine gun, put it on the half-height wall, and signaled everyone to squat down.
When the gun was in his hand, he felt as if he had become one with the gun. He slept with it in his arms longer than he did with a woman, his finger on the trigger and his breathing steady.
When he saw drug dealers pouring in along the archway, Ye Jihuan immediately pulled the trigger as soon as he stepped in with his left foot.
Thud...thud...thud!
Old gunners will not use strafing, but burst shooting, which has a higher hit rate.
The drug dealer walking at the front was killed directly. He was shot once in the head and once in the chest. The sound of the gunshot was like an order. The other people who had been lying in wait jumped up and shot down. beat.
This Chinatown is inherently narrow, with no more than four or five people allowed to walk side by side. As you rush in, there is no place to hide. In order to prevent drug dealers from entering the shops, the nearby doors are locked.
Drug dealers can only be forced to fight.
The bullets flew overhead.
Without blinking, Ye Jihuan said, "Magazine!" He calculated the number of bullets in his mind and felt that they were almost there. He shouted to Zhang Ziqiang beside him, who hurriedly bent down to get the loaded bullets. However, the bullet hit the steel bar of the wall in front of him, scaring him so much that his scalp went numb.
“Give.”
Ye Jihuan took it and knocked it, and the empty magazine fell to the ground. The new one clicked and then loaded.
See, this is the veteran.
The more than 30 drug dealers were wiped out in one fell swoop, while no residents of Chinatown were injured or killed. As expected, the people's customs were strong and their fighting power was manic.
I like farming and specialize in fighting.
Let's put it this way, the Hokkien people abroad are very united. If they have ideas, they can completely overthrow an overseas regime. After all, guns are really cheap.
It's just that I love peace.
But if someone bullies me... Hehehe.
Buzzing~
Just as Ye Jihuan and others were groping to get close to the body, there was a sound in the sky. They raised their heads and saw 8 Mi-8s flying at low altitude in the distance. Enter Matt Salan.
Shoot down below.
And ground troops began to move into the city.
Zhang Ziqiang subconsciously raised the muzzle of his gun, frightening Ye Jihuan next to him and holding him down quickly, "What are you going to do!"
"Knock him down."
" Damn it, that’s the Mexican Army of the North, the Army of the North! Didn’t you see the sign on it?”
If you shoot it down, everyone here will be buried with you.
Zhang Ziqiang laughed sarcastically.
At this time, the Mi-8 observer in the air actually discovered the following scene and reported what happened here.
“Want to go down and have a look?” the pilot asked.
"Just leave it to the ground troops." The observer said, "Isn't it comfortable to blow the air conditioner?"
Ye Jihuan and others watched the armed helicopter leave and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Quick! Hide the weapons, pile up these corpses, and don't shoot indiscriminately. Don't show up!" Chen Hju ran out and said to everyone.
“We are good people!”
“Understood!”
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(End of this chapter)