Chapter 286 Anyone who comes out to stand up will always be attacked!
In his previous life, Mr. Wei must have had a surname of Lu, a given name of Bu, and a surname of Bu butt!
However, he may be able to endure it.
"This is just a guess, don't say it casually." He glanced at Jason Bourne and said.
Of course the latter understands that you can eat this food indiscriminately, and it may cause diarrhea, but you can't say nonsense, it will kill someone!
Many things that seem wrong to you actually have a CIA background.
For example, Kennedy was assassinated!
And the famous "Maddox Incident" was actually just an excuse for Lyndon Johnson to send troops to Vietnam.
This time, the cargo plane is "prepared" to hit important domestic targets in the United States. It is more like a replica of "Operation Northwoods"!
The plan included innocent Americans being shot dead in the streets and a ship carrying refugees fleeing Cuba sinking on the high seas. There would be a wave of violent terrorism in Washington, D.C., Miami, and elsewhere, with people framed and planes hijacked for bombings they did not commit.
I wanted to use it as a reason to send troops to Cuba at that time, but it was not approved in the end.
"Let our people keep an eye on the CIA. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that when I sleep, he will trick others into cutting off my head." Victor's face was gloomy.
"The Yankee bastards won't let me continue like this. They don't want their dogs to threaten them!"
"If those anti-government armed forces in Mexico How could they recover so quickly without the support of the CIA?”
“Fuck TMDB!”
The only sound in the room was his cursing.
"Sir, Asmere Ward is here." Secretary Krista Schroeder whispered.
Victor's mouth was very vicious, "His legs are as fast as fucking high!"
"Invite him in."
Krista· Schroeder automatically ignored Victor's curse words and invited Asmir Ward in from outside.
"OMG!"
"Mr. Asmir, how's it going? I heard on the news that a cargo plane attacked the United States? Were there any casualties?"
"Damn it. Yeah! The dirty tricks of those Iraqis are simply outrageous!"
Asmir Ward was stunned.
Miss Christa Schroeder had an expressionless face, but if you look carefully, you can see that her calves are stretched, apparently buckling her shoes.
Jason Bourne raised his eyes upward, a little blank in a daze.
If Lu Bu had been as fickle as him back then, he might not have been stabbed.
Staring at Victor carefully, Asmir Ward found that the other man’s eyes were very clear, as if what he just said came from his heart.
But, he didn’t believe it!
Do politicians have any integrity?
A beast in sheep's clothing, he is also a beast at heart.
"America needs you, Victor."
"Obligated!" Wei Fengxian readily agreed.
"Urge your troops to quickly enter Kuwait and reach the military base before October 1st."
A war is about to begin?
This was Victor's first thought, and his heart skipped a beat.
Whether you can eat meat inside depends on whether your thighs are tightly held.
"Also, the White House hopes to complete US$2.5 billion in military aid within three days. Mr. Bush asked me to ask when the money can be remitted."
Asmir Ward said When I said this, I didn't blush or breath, and I wasn't ashamed at all.
“Any time!”
"Have someone tell my secretary the payee. I will sign immediately and ask the bank to transfer the money directly."
My own family has three banks under the "Hope" group." "Bank", controls the currency circulation in northern Mexico, and holds the money bag tightly in its own hands. Do you want to rebel?
Remember to take out a loan!
When the time comes, I will give you nine outings and thirteen returns. Even if you want to overthrow the tyranny of Victor, you must remember to pay back the interest.
As long as the money is with me, there will be many things left.
To consolidate Victor's rule, some things are not just weapons. Why is it that in the African matching mechanism, a jungler can rush in and destroy the crystal alone?
But in the end he died.
Because he is financially weak. If he is full of magic, who can beat him? To put it bluntly, the role of the economy is still underestimated.
But I also understand that with the brain capacity of African warlords, it is not easy for them to calculate how many people they have.
Victor also plans to obtain the power of printing from the Central Bank of Mexico in the future.
When the time comes, print Victor’s head on it!
I, Victor, destroyed the Tijuana drug cartel in the west, Sinaloa in the north, and protected the facade of the National Palace of Mexico in the south. If my head is not printed on it, am I qualified to be printed on it?
If this were the case in the past, not only the creation of the world, but also the hard work of reviving the "Aztec" empire.
It’s not too much for me to give myself a little more influence, right?
“What about military assistance?” Victor asked directly and straightforwardly.
Let's talk business, let's talk business.
"Seven C-130 "Hercules" will arrive at the Sonora Military Airport carrying the first batch of military aid worth more than 600 million US dollars, and will transport your soldiers to Kuwait."
"Yes!"
"The Iraqis completely ignored the peace treaty and brazenly launched a war. This shameful behavior must be given some color." Asmir Ward said the justice was Lingran.
Victor nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, as if the boss pointed me where to hit.
Yes, yes, you are right!
They are all actors!
After the two chatted for a few words, the other party left. Victor picked up the unfinished half of the cigar next to him and continued to smoke.
"Sir, our flight is in two hours." Secretary Krista Schroeder said, bending down.
Jason Bourne is watching from the side.
This woman is quite scheming.
As soon as the husband looked up, he saw the career line...
A woman who is very good at using her own advantages.
However, I hope I can tell the location clearly.
Sure enough, when Victor raised his head, he was almost drowned in the ditch, but he only took a glance and looked away.
What haven't you seen?
This thing has too many opinions and is just two lumps of meat.
But it is said that Gaddafi has a team of beautiful bodyguards, all of them are very good-looking, and each of them can be elected as a supermodel.
I don’t know if it was really used to block the grab.
Victor looked at his watch and frowned, "Let's change the flight. It's a bit late."
He doesn't like to be in a hurry.
It’s not appropriate to be in a panic.
…
Langley, Virginia, USA.
CIA gate.
A sculpture of former Commissioner William Webster was erected.
To commemorate this "soldier" who sacrificed his life for his work.
Oh, by the way.
This was donated by the FBI.
The angry CIA agents screamed.
Old thief, you go too far!
What is this equivalent to?
It is equivalent to the Colombian drug lord Pablo Escobar erecting a sculpture of himself next to the Statue of Liberty.
Isn’t this murderous and heart-breaking?
How did William Webster die? It wasn't you FBI people who got into trouble!
It’s frustrating, disgusting, and outrageous!
Even the White House inquired several times about this, but the FBI stated that it was just for commemoration.
Old Bush was so angry that he couldn't help himself.
The FBI has a lot of power. An important bottom line in American politics is the principle of separation of powers. The president cannot use his power to interfere with the investigation of the judicial department.
In other words, if the FBI wants to arrest the president, in principle it can.
In order to prevent the sculpture from being damaged, FBI personnel also "patroled in turns." If you, a CIA employee, dare to touch it, you are sabotaging official business.
You have no law enforcement rights in the United States!
“Bang!”
CIA senior assistant Steven He opened the door angrily and came in, his eyes almost on fire.
"Didn't I teach you manners? Steven." CIA Director Richard James Kerr was reading the information. He could not help but frown when he saw the other party's aggressiveness.
"Sir..."
"Go out and knock again!"
Steven half-opened his mouth, and finally could only go out angrily.
Dong dong dong~
Richard James Kerr did not let him in immediately, but took a slow sip of coffee before speaking.
"Do you understand now? This is where I am. If you were in another place, your impolite behavior just now would definitely get you fired."
Senior Assistant Steven smiled sarcastically.
“Tell me, what’s the matter.”
“The FBI has kept the sculpture outside us? Doesn’t it disgust us?”
“Then you have to go Fight with them? ”
Steven immediately died down.
Cauldron, do you know that this is the end of your words?
I just have "work-related" anger. You asked me to fight with the FBI. If I were killed, wouldn't it mean that there would be nothing left?
Richard James Kerr glanced at him, "We have to understand our advantages. We can't defeat them at home, but abroad..."
He will write a Di, "Isn't it easy to kill them?"
As soon as I heard his words, I knew that he was more pragmatic...
"The White House doesn't want us to get into trouble and start a war now."
Steven nodded understandingly.
"The family members of the cargo plane crew members must also be dealt with."
"Someone has already gone, disguised as an Iraqi gunman, and directly silenced them, but..."
Richard James Kerr raised an eyebrow.
“However, the wife and children of one of the crew members went to Tijuana and stayed there temporarily. Victor there was a bit unfriendly.”
“It’s Victor again! ”
“Damn it, this Mexican son of a bitch should be made into a chicken taco!”
I don’t know why the CIA leader suddenly became angry, and he put the chicken on the table! He opened the ledger and poked the table hard with his fingers.
"Our business in Mexico has lost $27 million in dividends in half a year!"
"Fuck!"
"I can buy Victor's head for $27 million!"
The CIA does traditional business.
Did you know that the bodies of dead US soldiers were transported with poison? Externally, it was Frank Lucas, that nigger. When racial discrimination was serious in the 1970s, could a black man become a top philanthropist?
Haha...
He just works for the CIA.
American soldiers who died in the Vietnam War would bring drugs in their coffins and hitchhike back home, and 75% of the profits belonged entirely to the CIA!
Later arrested? The FBI did it.
Frank Lucas revealed 150 police officers and the CIA who were cooperating with him, and the matter was a big deal at the time.
Everyone knows it.
However, the FBI is not useless. In China, the CIA wants to assassinate Frank, but it is a foolish dream.
There are also police cars transporting drugs in border areas, and the CIA did it.
Even the presidential plane transporting drugs was done by them.
This business has been in business for decades, and it is considered a tradition of the CIA. Otherwise, how can it be enough if Congress only provides so little funding in a year?
They have nearly hundreds of thousands of "employees" around the world. You have to let the brothers have money and food to eat. Otherwise, how can the brothers recognize you as their big brother?
Every CIA director does this!
Even Bush Sr. in the White House!
Everyone turns a blind eye and understands that the CIA is indispensable if we want to maintain the United States' overseas influence.
Isn’t it just drugs?
Just sell it.
Americans are not sufficiently aware of the dangers of drugs, and a scandal even broke out later.
On May 24, 2018, a "small", very "small" scandal broke out at Warren Air Force Base in Wyoming, USA. It was discovered that there were military personnel in the 90th Strategic Missile Wing at the base. drug. This is normal. If the US military takes drugs, then General Yu will lose face... It's not a big deal.
But the reason why this time caused a sensation is because they control one-third of the 400 Minuteman missiles in the United States.
Think about it...
Getting high.
The little flying stick is here...how scary!
Safety can only be guaranteed if the steam human-machine verification is done before launching the missile.
The reason why the United States is so "indifferent" to drugs is mainly because its founding father, Thomas Jefferson, who drafted the "Declaration of Independence" was a TMD who specialized in growing "tobacco" on plantations.
Drugs have been America's business for hundreds of years.
But as soon as Victor comes, good guy, you will kill your partner in Mexico next door, and you will not allow smuggling across the border.
My business was cut in half!
However, employee benefits cannot be low. As the head of a family, Richard James Kerr certainly feels a lot of pressure.
The United States supports him now simply because the Statue of Liberty was bombed and the bottom line has been touched.
But your ban on drugs has touched the CIA's bottom line!
“Kill him, we must kill him!”
Senior Assistant Steven, “Sir, we have installed bombs on the departing flight. By then, it will be in the Pacific Ocean. It will definitely kill him."
"You promise?"
This once again left Steven speechless. He didn't know how to answer. He could only look at his watch with a smile. , raised his eyes, "It's time, it's time!"
Just finished speaking.
Dingle bell~
A red phone rang on the table, and Richard James Kerr hurriedly picked it up.
Steven stared at his expression nervously. He was obviously excited for the first ten seconds, but in the end his eyes were very disappointed, which was visible to the naked eye.
“I got it.”
He hung up the phone, raised his head, expressionless, "The plane exploded over the Pacific Ocean, but there was no Victor. He abandoned the plane half an hour before takeoff."
Bounce!
Richard James Kerr could not hide his emotions, "Fuck! So Victor is God's illegitimate son?!"
No, God is Victor's believer.
This cannot be done the other way around.
When Jesus came to Mexico, he had to visit the docks.
"Immediately, go and blame the explosion of the passenger plane on Iraq. You are absolutely, absolutely not allowed to collude with us."
"The record on the black box..."
"Boeing people are smart and they will shut up."
In the office.
Neither of the two bastards felt sorry for the innocent passenger who died.
For them, civilians are civilians, and they deserve to die. They are simply cold-blooded animals.
Something...
It's just unfair.
“I understand!”
Steven was about to give instructions to guide public opinion when he heard the director calling him from behind.
Richard James Kerr had a sullen face and a fierce expression, "You should know what will happen to you and me if word of this gets out."
Gulu~< br>
Steven swallowed.
Old Bush didn’t know about this either. He did it behind his back. If word got out...
The two of them had to commit suicide to apologize no matter what. Thinking about it, "suicide" in prison made Steven tremble all over.
He doesn’t want to die.
He holds the position of senior CIA assistant. In addition to his annual salary, he has identity and status. He is an elite and he cannot die.
“Keep your tail clean.”
Yes! Kill the other insiders!
Steven nodded vigorously, his voice trembling a little, "I...I understand."
He walked out, his legs a little stiff.
In the office.
CIA Director, Richard James Kerr, with his eyes drooping, took out a bracelet from somewhere in his hand and muttered, maybe reciting: Amitabha.
Look, Victor is a believer in what Americans do.
…
“American Airlines flight UC712 crashed, killing 171 people on board! Before the plane took off, Victor, the governor from northern Mexico, and 41 of his subordinates did not board the plane. People familiar with the matter said that the explosion , or caused by humans. "
"A senior intelligence official said that the Iraqi intelligence agency played a special role in it, which may be related to the brawl at the United Nations! "
Saddam sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, holding a hundred-dollar cigar in his hand. He had a bad temper, but he held it back.
This kind of slander is simply despicable!
Who are the people familiar with the matter? Stand up and let me see.
“Americans just like to touch their own faces when they poop, and then pretend that someone else pooped them!” Saddam had a cold and his voice was a bit rough.
“Do we want to give a televised speech?” Barzan, the spokesman for the Iraqi secret service agency “Mukhbarat” and Saddam’s half-brother, asked worriedly next to him. .
"Will they listen? Will the world listen? The United Nations is as proud as a rooster guarding its own eggs. They do not allow anyone to be greater than them. Since they want to start a war, then fight , ordered Qusay to serve as the commander-in-chief, and Ibrahim Sattar to assist, and then dispatched the Medina Light Armored Division, the Baghdad Mechanized Division, and the Adnan Mechanized Division into Kuwait. "
" Move the U.S. military into Kuwait! and their allies wiped out on the coast of Kuwait ”
At this time, Saddam was high-spirited and arrogant.
He believes that he is creating the "Iraq Empire", Kuwait is his "19th province", and the whole world is trembling under his iron horse.
One of his divisions has 250 T-72 tanks, 250 armored vehicles, and 60 artillery pieces, as well as SAM anti-aircraft missiles that many countries have little equipment.
On their own territory, Americans will die as many as they come!
But the intelligence leader Barzan is not so confident. He knows more. The US military has gathered more than 500,000 soldiers in Kuwait, and is still adding troops continuously.
The whole army smelled of "arrogance".
It’s not that Barzan didn’t persuade him, but Saddam, who was the talker, wouldn’t listen at all.
He was so proud that all the opposition was unpleasant. Some people even tried to persuade him not to cause such trouble with the Americans and not to leave the United Nations.
But the man was executed.
Barzan is one of the rare calm people at present. He always believes that the Iraqi army lacks air superiority, which is fatal!
He glanced at Saddam and closed his mouth wisely.
"Cough cough cough..." He was so excited, perhaps thinking that he was about to become world-famous, that Silda Mu couldn't catch his breath and covered his mouth and coughed hard.
Balzan stood up, poured him a glass of water and handed it over to him, stroking his back.
"Uday, what has he been doing recently?" Suddenly, Saddam raised his head and asked his eldest son abruptly.
After all, he is his own son, and he is related by blood and family. He is still very nostalgic, otherwise he would not be able to ascend to heaven alone.
But of course, he still has sense and will not really give the title of general to a dog. There must be something wrong with the title of "air force general" in East Asia.
Uday killed many people, but he forgave them all.
But Barzan's heart skipped a beat. He disliked Uday very much!
He still couldn't forget his arrogant look when he went to "pick him up" and came back, as if he would kill him with his own hands when he came out.
Uday is a super hero.
Compared with him, his younger brother Qusay is the perfect monarch and has the ability to rule Iraq.
Balzan knew that his brother planned to pull his son out and send him to the front line when the war came.
It's not about fighting for anything, but to supervise the army. After all, he himself came up with the military coup, so naturally he is not very relieved.
However, Barzan is a very smart person. He will not go directly. This is very irrational. He shook his head, "Maybe he is reflecting, he will grow up."
Sada Mu was very suspicious. He could tell at a glance that his brother was not sincere in what he said. He squinted his eyes and naturally took it in.
Balzan must know something, but for the sake of the relationship between father and son, it is difficult to say more.
I can only say that he will grow up.
TMD, he is almost thirty years old. When he was his age, he was thinking about revolution, and he still kept playing with women.
"Let him grow up, tell him, let him stay and reflect, the position of successor does not belong to him now, and it will not belong to him in the future!" Saddam was very straightforward and direct.
Balzan lowered his head and showed no expression!
As long as I'm here!
Don’t even think about Uday rising to power!
But none of them paid attention. The female bodyguard standing behind Saddam had her eyes flashing and she clenched the gun in her hand hard.
Staring at Balzan with an unfriendly expression.
Udai has been the crown prince for so long, do you think he is just a freeloader?
In small Iraq, internal strife is also serious.
Power...
It is poison in itself. It is perfectly normal to poison father and son today and brother tomorrow.
Only living people deserve to enjoy power.
Boom!
The sky in Baghdad suddenly changed dramatically, becoming gloomy and dark. It was only in the afternoon, and it changed. The thunder was deafening.
Barzan stood at the door of the Hashemite Palace and raised his head.
“The sky is about to change!”
…
Victor is feeling cold all over now…
A gust of wind blows, making my scalp numb.
The plane I was on crashed!
Within less than an hour before and after life and death, I almost went up to fight Jesus as a landlord!
This is an assassination against him!
Iraq?
Mexican drug traffickers?
American gangster?
Even CIA?
He has offended too many people, and he can't even pinpoint who it is.
Although his heart was pounding, he still crossed his legs, held a cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile, "It seems that many people want my life, but they just can't take it away. This advantage lies in me." ! ”
"Sir." Jason Bourne felt a little guilty. This was a dereliction of duty. If Victor really died in the Pacific Ocean, it would be the end of the world...
The good situation we were looking at would be wiped out.
“I want to see the black box…”
“I’ll have someone salvage it…”
“Don’t bother, let others salvage it, and just grab it when the time comes. , the data will not be falsified. Whether it was a crash or a man-made explosion, besides us, we also need to see if anyone got off the plane.”
"I don't believe that someone would actually volunteer to be a suicide bomb!"
Victor adjusted his sitting posture.
"Let my private plane and my guards come over, I don't trust anyone else."
"Vienna..."
"Then from the diplomatic side It's their fault, they couldn't protect our safety. No wonder Mr. Dolphus was assassinated openly in the Prime Minister's Office!"
Just like Poland, they are destined to be blitzed.
If Victor's words were heard by a bloody Austrian, the other party would also be angry, of course he would be angry.
Damn it...
You have to be very nervous when going abroad.
Not friendly at all.
"How many assassinations have I faced?"
"The 16th time!"
Victor clicked his tongue twice and joked, "Maybe, I can surpass Castro Become the most assassinated person."
"I hope I can survive until that day."
"By then, I will be the most hated person in the world."
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(End of this chapter)