Chapter 299: What human rights do drug traffickers want? Find out more about physical detoxification centers!
The third division is stationed near Sinaloa, and it has long been like a wolf and a tiger!
After receiving the order to rush into Jalisco, go on the rampage!
Compared with the artillery mass of the 1st Marine Division, the commander of the 3rd Marine Division Alexeyevich Brusilov is a "cavalry supremacy" person.
But now that there are no horses, there are tanks and armored vehicles!
The division has a total of 68 M48 medium tanks and 212 armored vehicles of various types, which still looks very crude.
After all, he is not a purebred tank division...
Victor can't afford to keep a purebred tanker. He only has three or four hundred tanks. Why, the maintenance cost is free?
Can the logistics keep up?
But even though the M48 medium tank is an antique, when the engine roars, it has the majesty of your grandfather.
Hundreds of cars are still very oppressive.
The division commander Alexeevich Brusilov waved his hand, "Show the drug dealers the shock of the Northern Army!"
The tank group led the way and rushed into Sevoru volcanic area.
The drug guerrillas hiding in the cracks of the rocks opened their eyes and looked at the oncoming tanks, and the ground was shaken to the point of trembling.
This man was lying on the ground, and I almost felt like I was shaking because of the sensitivity of the vibration.
The drug dealers' faces were pale and their hands and feet were weak with fear.
Of course there are people who can fight back generously in front of a group of tanks, but it is obviously not these drug dealers.
The guerrillas also rely on strong will. It is easy to fight against the wind. Nico can be a cheerleader standing behind with a gun. If there is a headwind...
"Run!! Run!”
The drug dealer couldn’t bear the pressure and ran back. The leader scolded them, but his subordinates ran faster. When he saw something was wrong, he cursed. , stood up and ran too.
It is known that a person travels approximately one meter per second, which is 3.6 kilometers per hour!
The M48 medium tank is 48.3 kilometers/hour!
No matter how fast you run, you can't run faster than the engine!
Boom!
The tank behind him had no morals and directly fired high-explosive shells with a 105mm rifled gun. One blast hit the rock next to it. The explosion was accompanied by a shock wave and "knocked" down the densely running drug dealers. !
Okay...
We have been fighting until now, and we still don’t know how to break up.
You deserve to be bombed.
Remember, when you are defeated in a battle, you must not gather together and run, as you will easily be targeted and set fire to.
The little drug dealer clutched his chest. He was not dead, but he felt uncomfortable this time. His internal organs felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He rolled on the ground. His pupils shrank and he saw the tracks slowly approaching. .
"Ah! Ah!"
Move back in panic, but no matter how you scream, the people above can't hear you.
The track pressed directly over my feet, and the screams stopped abruptly!
Facts have proved that people will not scream after they are dead.
The tracks were covered with flesh and blood as they drove forward. The infantry following behind them almost vomited. Most of the Third Division were new recruits.
Under the impact of the tank cluster, the guerrillas in the Severuko volcano area were basically unable to make an effective counterattack.
Those who counterattack will run away after the fight, and the tank group will not care about it. They will leave it all to the infantry behind them, while they themselves will continue to rampage!
As long as there is enough fuel, rush inside!
More than 300 armored vehicles of various types were divided into dozens of small groups to sweep the surrounding area!
According to the division commander Alexeevich Brusilov: This is called the flowering of cavalry, which will tear Jalisco into pieces!
Two M48 medium tanks rushed into a village at high speed, followed by about 20 people.
When the troops came in, the donkey at the entrance of the village brayed, raised its head, flicked its tail and looked at these uninvited guests. A woman was feeding, and when she saw the tank, she screamed in horror. .
The villagers who heard the sound hurriedly ran out and were stunned when they saw the heavily armed Northern Army.
A lieutenant climbed down from the tank, wearing glasses, looked them up and down, smelled them, and then said with a smile, "Don't worry, we are from the Northern Army, not drug dealers, the villagers Where is the chief?"
A few villagers looked at each other, and one of them, a young man who looked very thin, raised his hand, "The village chief is behind, I'll call him."
The lieutenant looked at the others, "Where is this place?"
"Baryata Village!" someone answered.
The subordinate next to him spread out the map and found a location on it. It had exceeded the volcanic area and entered the Guadalaraja area. It was only 11 kilometers away from the workhouse! !
"We are a little out of touch. Do you want to wait for the main force?"
The captain nodded, turned his head and looked behind him. They all looked tired, even if they were sitting in an off-road vehicle. Going up bumps will also make you feel uncomfortable all over.
"Recuperate on the spot, contact the company headquarters, and report our location." He said to the second lieutenant and deputy platoon leader beside him.
The other party responded and ran back to the tank to report the coordinates.
The young man who ran away also came back, followed by an old man, stooped, blind in his left eye, using a cane and lame.
The lieutenant frowned. He didn't look like a village chief at all.
“The village chief was beaten by a drug dealer when he was young and broke his hamstring.” A villager next to him said.
Only then did the lieutenant suddenly realize.
"Hello... sir." The village chief stumbled a bit when he spoke. He raised his head and looked at the other person, then glanced at the tank, his voice was a little hoarse.
The lieutenant just thought he was nervous and waved his hand, "We need to rest here for a while and help us prepare some food. This is the cost."
He took out his hand as he said this A wad of money was handed over.
The village chief waved his hand vigorously, "No, no, no..."
"Here, our Northern Army is different from the previous troops. The general said that everything we have comes from the people, and we also come from the people. Therefore, we must consider it from the people's perspective and cannot trouble you. Even if we want to trouble you, we must Give you the income of your labor.”
“The purpose of the Northern Army is to allow all Mexican compatriots to enjoy fairness and respect!”
The lieutenant is obviously a scholar, and he always makes angry remarks. , the villagers were startled when they heard this. The village chief's eyes flickered, and he accepted the money with a grin.
"Let's go with me to prepare food. Galiana, you will take the chiefs to have a rest."
The woman who was feeding the donkey seemed to be afraid of the village chief, so she tried her best to He pinched the basin.
After the village chief left, he whispered to the lieutenant, "Please follow me," and walked ahead with his head lowered.
The lieutenant didn't pay attention, just acted like he was shy and directed the tank to drive in.
Nothing was noticed at all...
In the darkness, an eye looked at them fiercely.
The girl took the troops to an open space in the center of the village and brought them chairs.
"Thank you~" The lieutenant smiled and took out a candy from his pocket and handed it over, "Here, have a taste."
"This is new from the Northern Candy Factory. It tastes great."
The girl hesitated.
The lieutenant gave it to her directly and patted his pocket, "There is a lot in it. If there is not enough food, ask me for more."
The other party lowered his head and stuffed the candy into his mouth. Here, very sweet!
"They said, your name is Glianna?"
The girl nodded.
"A very beautiful name. In Spanish, it means pure baby. Your parents must love you very much."
"My parents are dead."
The lieutenant's face froze, and then he was a little at a loss, "Sorry, sorry."
"It's okay, you... look like a student." This was the first time the girl asked actively.
The lieutenant nodded vigorously, "I attended Monterey Institute of Technology, but I dropped out during my sophomore year."
"Why?"
"I think I My knowledge is completely unable to save my country. As I read more and more books and become more knowledgeable, I find that I am increasingly powerless.”
“I am. Every day when I open my eyes, I have to face drug dealers selling drugs in schools and look at the sick drug addicts on the streets. I feel that my motherland cannot be like this. ”
"I later believed in God, but I found out that the priest who baptized me was actually taking drugs. Haha, in Mexico, when God comes, he has to sell drugs."
The lieutenant smiled at himself, "Later I believed Victor." He said with enthusiasm in his eyes, "The general told me that we love Mexico deeply, so we have to save them. We are compatriots in the north and the south. Those drug dealers, plutocrats, and corrupt officials control tens of thousands of people. We should distribute this money to the poor!"
The girl Gillian opened her eyes, "Is it really...possible?"
"It will never be possible to save the country if we don't do it! You can try any choice on the road, but the love for the country and the people can never be extinguished, this is what the general said. "
Gliana lowered her head and squeezed the candy in her hand tightly. Wrapping paper.
"Sir, sir, let's have some fruit first." The village chief and his people came up with fruits, including mangoes, avocados, and raspberries, which looked quite fancy.
"How embarrassing is this." The lieutenant stood up and refused quickly.
The village chief said very excitedly, "The Northern Army fought bloody battles for us. You should eat some fruit. It will be fine."
This made the lieutenant a little moved, and after thinking about it, "Let's all join together."
"No, no, no, we...what we grow is for you to eat as you like." A middle-aged man shook his head slightly nervously, standing straight or stiff, holding on to his clothes.
The lieutenant thought he was being polite, thanked the village chief, and took the raspberry and planned to stuff it into his mouth.
"Sir!" Galiana suddenly shouted.
The other party looked at her doubtfully, and saw that she had a nervous look on her face, "What's wrong?"
"This..." The village chief's expression changed next to him, and he looked at the villagers indicatively, The two shrewish women, who looked like they were tall and powerful, came up and dragged Greenanna, "She just wants you to slow down, sir."
"Okay, Gillian, help me make a meal and let the officers take a break." The shrew pulled the other person away.
Although the lieutenant thought it was strange, he just smiled.
Greenanna was dragged into a room by two shrews, who pushed her roughly to the ground. One of them pointed at her and yelled curses.
"You bastard, what do you want to do!"
The other person acted as a white face, squatted down, and touched her hair, "You forgot how your parents died. Was he killed by the Northern Army?"
"But, they are drug dealers."
Who knew that before he finished speaking, he slapped him.
"You heartless person! Selling drugs, how can I support you without selling drugs? How can you study? You have been studying for a few years, and you have forgotten it, right?"
Grianna Low She looked like a doormat. Her parents were kidnapped by the Northern Army while smuggling drugs into the United States.
The bodies were beaten to pieces.
But as she grows up, she has her own understanding. Is it true that she can't live without selling drugs? !
This village is full of drug dealers.
But...
I don’t want to be a drug dealer!
I just want to live a stable life, I just want to teach, I just want to see the world.
At this time, under the big tree in the center of the village.
The Northern Army ate the fruit unceremoniously. As soon as the lieutenant threw away the mango core, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his stomach.
"Ouch, oops..." The second lieutenant next to him clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, rolling around and screaming. Suddenly... he vomited blood, kicked his feet, and died with his eyes wide open.
The lieutenant was anxious, but the pain was unbearable. He knelt on the ground and heard a refreshing and heartbreaking voice in his ears, "Why! What happened to us selling some drugs? We also have to live, No one wants avocados, mangoes are cheap, and food is even cheaper. We need to eat!”
“Why do you want to ruin our livelihood?”
The lieutenant turned his head and saw the village chief asking loudly with a ferocious face.
"You...you just...just want money, you are just greedy, you are just a lackey of desire!"
The village chief's face froze, he grabbed the lieutenant's hair and pressed it on On the ground, "What qualifications do you have to say to me, you are like a dog now!"
"Kill you, kill all of you!"
"Long live victory! Long live the anti-drug!! ! Long live Victor! ” the lieutenant roared.
besides. . .
Goodbye. . . Mother.
The village chief took out a kitchen knife and slashed hard at the lieutenant's neck, once, twice, three times!
Just chop the head off!
He stood up with his face covered in blood and wiped his face, "Stab all these northern troops to death!"
"What about the tank?"
"Go and contact the new generation of people in Jalisco. Some of them will know how to drive it."
"They will definitely reward us with a lot of drugs by then. We Gotta get rich.”
The village chief’s face showed greed, “Jalisco does not belong to the government!”
…
In the village a few kilometers away from Balyata Village, the atmosphere was serious, and the crows on the branches of the trees stood at attention.
"Ready!"
A lieutenant raised his hand, and the Northern Army behind him raised his gun, "Let go!"
A shout!
Gunshots sounded.
The dozens of men, women, and children standing opposite were all shot to the core.
"Fire the bayonet!" the lieutenant shouted, and the soldiers stuck the bayonet on and stabbed the villagers who fell to the ground!
Some people look intolerable.
But military orders cannot be disobeyed!
Ludwig Baker watched this scene quietly. He even said that he enjoyed the other party's wailing before death.
This is already the fourth village he has massacred.
Without exception, traces of drug cultivation and finished goods were found in all these villages, which is remarkable.
Kill them all!
The subordinates persuaded him, but Ludwig Baker only had one sentence, "I don't believe that in the same village, they don't know, kill them, just let them reincarnate, can have new choices, I This is to save them.”
Even if General Victor knew about it, he would say something good to me.
Once you have earned money from drugs, you really don’t want to work. Working hard for a month is not enough to earn enough to transport goods for drug dealers.
The Northern Governor's Mansion has not thought about letting them reform, and even specially created a place for them to work.
The result...
Speculation is slippery, delicious and lazy!
Addicts even steal factories to get gasoline to drink.
The disappointed general directly ordered them to be buried alive!
As for helping addicts detoxify?
Physical detoxification is the easiest thing.
A bullet only costs a few cents.
The cost is low.
Costs have to be controlled. It’s not easy for Victor to be the master of the house. There are so many people who need to eat, so the money saved will be of great use.
What human rights do drug dealers and addicts want?
"Company Commander, Company Commander!"
While Ludwig Baker was reading "Victor's Quotations", his deputy company commander rushed over excitedly.
"Someone saw the leader of Jalisco State, nicknamed: Jose Armando the Cow, 9 kilometers away in Guadalajara, who had been with El Mencho. ! ”
Ludwig Baker's eyes also glowed a little.
“Gather!”
“Do you want to notify other brother troops?” asked the deputy company commander.
Ludwig Baker hesitated for a moment, frowned, and shook his head, "This credit belongs to us. If you let others eat it, I feel unhappy."
Deputy Company Commander Although I felt a little uneasy, because after all, it was El Mencho, and the government had a reward of more than 20 million US dollars!
If you know and don't report it, it's easy to catch him, but if you let him run away...
No one can live with it!
But no matter who he is, he actually has selfish motives. If he is caught, he, the deputy company commander, can at least become the deputy battalion commander!
Isn’t this what it means to seek wealth through risk?
"Then these corpses..."
"Leave it here, the infantry behind will collect the body. What we have to do now is to capture El Mencho alive!"
"Congratulations to General Victor on his 30th birthday!"
Hmm...
Ludwig Baker is just uneducated. Why don’t you say birthday when you turn 30?
However, Victor’s popularity among the army can also be seen from the side.
"Let other platoons move closer to us!"
"C Platoon cannot be contacted."
Ludwig Baker raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, "When was the last contact?"
"About an hour ago, they were in Balata Village."
"Something happened." Ludwig Becton felt bad.
According to his request, the company must contact them when they arrive in a new area. Has the other party stayed in a village for an hour?
There must be something wrong with this.
But on the other side is El Mencho.
“You take a platoon to find him, and the rest of the people follow me!” Ludwig Baker said to the deputy company commander, “If it is really a problem in Balyata Village, kill him! "
Although the deputy company commander was a little unhappy, he still wanted to catch the other party with his own hands.
But after all, he was not the chief officer, so he had no choice but to hold his nose and agree.
……
(End of this chapter)