Chapter 300 Capture El Mencho alive!
Bayata Village!
The deputy company commander looked at the villagers kneeling on the ground in front of him with a ferocious expression.
He went up and kicked the village chief in the face. The soles of these boots were very thick, so it was extremely painful to kick him.
With one kick, the opponent's face was dented. The opponent let out a painful cry, but before it was over, the deputy company commander grabbed his neck and took out a dagger. The sharp blade was in the village chief's frightened pupils. , touch the eyeball slowly and little by little.
"I said, I said..." he said with a trembling voice, "in the well, the bodies are all down there!"
The deputy company commander glanced at the soldiers behind him, and a sergeant squad leader waved his hand and led Just look for people.
Put a soldier down with a rope. There is no water below. The other party can see the piled up corpses at a glance!
The stench started to smell, and mosquitoes started to bite. The soldier almost vomited, raised his head, "Found it!"
Pfft...
The deputy company commander stabbed hard with his dagger, popping out the village chief's eyeball!
The tip has not penetrated the skull.
"Ah!!!"
The village chief pushed the other person away and rolled on the ground, twitching like an earthworm, making the villagers kneeling on the ground tremble with fear.
When all the corpses were dragged up, the village chief had already died, with a dagger stuck in his head.
The deputy company commander looked at the corpses with a calm expression.
"Mayed's head." The sergeant came over with the lieutenant's head. The latter's face still showed shock and...the annoyance before his death.
In fact, the deputy company commander also had resentment towards him. One general was incompetent and harmed the three armies!
This lieutenant joined the army after graduating from the University of Monterey, but this school was really top-notch because he had a relatively clean background and a good academic background, so he was promoted directly.
Became a lieutenant platoon leader of the 16th Regiment of the Northern Army with very little combat experience.
This is common in many national armies. Your platoon leader may not necessarily have better military capabilities than you, but he must be better at learning than you.
It is also a necessary process in modern warfare. You can't let illiterate students control those high-precision weapons, right?
RPG and rifle are not difficult.
But if you operate the artillery, the punctuation points are not good.
Can I eat food given by others in enemy-occupied territory?
If you are a veteran who has been fighting in the north, you will bring your own military rations.
The disadvantage of student soldiers is that they think this society is too beautiful!
In the final analysis, there are too few experienced soldiers.
For example, during World War II, the Italian army once couldn't find a warehouse suitable for placing explosives and believed that the church would not be attacked by the Allied air raids, so they piled hundreds of tons of explosives on the Holy St. Petersburg in the middle of the city. Church of Nazzaro.
The Italian army was still smart. The Allies did not attack the church with an air attack, but unfortunately the church's steeple was struck by lightning... In the end, one-fifth of the entire city was instantly blown away by the big explosion!
Having fought so many wars, Italy is the only country that has not gained some experience.
But the fact that the lieutenant is incompetent does not mean that someone can persecute the Northern Army!
The deputy company commander took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Regardless of men and women, old and young, they were all slaughtered, and their heads were hung at the village gate."
"How dare you follow the persecuting Northern Army? , this is the end!”
The sergeant squad leader hesitated, “What should I write in this report?”
The deputy company commander pondered for a moment, "I will propose to Captain Ludwig Baker that the deeds of Lieutenant Mayed and others be reported as being ambushed by drug dealers!"
Being poisoned to death is really...
Li Ke’s mother opened the door for Li Ke—Li Ke was at home.
It is even more outrageous than the bombing that killed our own Air Force Marshal in World War II.
“Do it cleanly, even a donkey must be humanely destroyed!”
The Northern Army, which had long been angry at the sacrifice of its comrades, suddenly became like a wild beast unleashed.
When the heavy machine gun on the armored vehicle pulled the bolt, the drug dealers and villagers kneeling below suddenly felt something was wrong.
“They are going to kill us, run away!!” Someone shouted, got up from the ground, turned around and ran away in panic.
The machine gunner pulls the trigger and kills them all in one go!
Gliana was behind, her mouth half open, bang~
A bullet hit her in the abdomen, and her body fell down like wheat. She tried to open her eyes, and she could feel the vitality desperately, and her breathing was particularly heavy.
"This world is too bad, I will never come back in the next life."
Gliana closed her eyes and stopped breathing.
If you want to blame it, you can only blame the world itself for being too fucked up!
In war, no matter who you are, they are like duckweeds, they will fall when the wind blows.
History is like a rolling wheel...
It has crushed anyone!
No matter whether you are a good person or a bad person, you are still a dead soul under the tracks.
At this time, Ludwig Baker, commander of Company B of the 16th Regiment, led four platoons of more than 200 people and rushed towards the Guadalajara Workhouse.
Getting into trouble with a drug dealer 1 kilometer away!
You can clearly see the cross on top of the workhouse.
And heavy firepower!
There must be a big fish in here.
Ludwig Baker seemed to see military medals shining, holding an M16 and leading a platoon to attack fiercely!
Generally in the army, those with A or 1 are elites.
"Company commander, be careful!" A senior soldier who was following behind threw Ludwig Baker down. A shell exploded not far away, and the shock wave almost stunned him. He shook his head and patted him. The face of the opponent behind him said, "Vent, Vent!"
"Fuck NMD!"
"Bazooka!!"
Ludwig Baker was very angry and shot at shouted to the soldier carrying the SMAW rocket launcher.
The opponent bent over and ran over, took off the weapon and handed it over.
Assisted loading.
The SMAW rocket launcher squatted and aimed at the fire point above the workhouse.
New explosive bomb!
As soon as the shot roared out, in the blink of an eye, the cross in the workhouse was hit!
Jesus, who was tied to it, could not imagine that he would encounter such treatment thousands of years later.
The cross weighing hundreds of kilograms was smashed down, and the drug dealer lying on it was completely destroyed!
Three or four people were unable to dodge and were crushed into meat patties.
"Pull it out, pull it out!" the auxiliary soldier behind him shouted excitedly.
Ludwig Baker threw away the SMAW rocket launcher and waved his hand, "Come with me! Take down the workhouse!"
"Cow" Jose Armando ran anxiously with a gun. , I didn't pay attention, and bumped into a drug dealer as soon as I turned the corner.
It knocked him out of control.
"Yes...I'm sorry, sir." The drug dealer was so frightened that he hesitated.
José Armando waved his hand, "It's okay, where is the boss?"
"Inside." The drug dealer pointed to the house.
Armando patted him on the shoulder and held his sore ribs. He had been hit a bit hard just now. When he entered, he saw El Mencho taking insulin.
When his mood became unstable, his blood pressure became a little out of control, and his personal doctor stood beside him shivering.
"Is there something wrong with my situation?"
The personal doctor hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I am starting to have diabetic foot. If I don't get it under control, I will have to have my leg amputated."
Amputation? !
Armando's pupils froze when he heard this. He knew that El Mencho was illiterate and he didn't even know how to read!
Not to mention the dangers. After being diagnosed, he drank more than 1000 ml of Pepsi every day. Well...
Now that the wound on his foot cannot heal, he is really panicking!
But as a confidant, Armando knows better that the personal doctor is going to suffer!
Sure enough!
El Mencho was quiet for a while, then suddenly became violent, pressed the private doctor's head on the table, picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it down!
one time!
Two times!
The skin is torn apart!
Are you also the Ashtray God of War?
After a few moments, the private doctor lost his job and fell to the ground with his face covered in blood.
El Mencho was very proud and could not accept the consequences of his amputation, and he always wanted to vent...
Throwing the bloody ashtray on the ground, sitting on the sofa, picking up the table Drink all the Coke in one gulp!
"Boss, the Northern Army is coming. Let's... withdraw. The distance is less than one kilometer." Armando asked in a low voice.
In fact, he was about to run away a long time ago. El Mencho was a master at running away. Even if the Americans later found the "Father of Flying Man", they could never find him.
But the main reason why I am not running now is...an accidental wound appeared on my leg, and then it suppurated!
Really...
It's as good as Guzman's cerebral hemorrhage.
"Ask someone to carry me away!" El Mencho whispered, but Armando still heard the panic in his tone.
1 kilometer, a damn time, if he is really caught, with the cruelty of Northern Victor, he will not be sympathetic to him!
Victor has stated on TV more than once that he would give the extremely cruel El Mencho a bath of Ling Chi + Sulfuric Acid!
Just shave hundreds of times on your body and then soak it in sulfuric acid!
Victor, that son of a bitch, I am RNM!
Can El Mencho not panic?
Proud to be proud, but he is also dying, and his money has not been spent yet.
Armando called for someone to use a stretcher to carry him into the car, but when he heard gunshots getting closer and closer, a drug dealer ran over in a panic, "Boss, the door is blocked by the Northern Army!"
< br>"Run to the back door!"
A group of people ran from the back in a hurry...
There were only two or three cars, and the others were left to their own fate!
But not long after they ran out, they were ambushed!
A rocket directly hit the car in front, boom! !
The crow is on a plane!
It turned into a fireball and rolled down from the roadside. The drug dealer inside didn't even scream.
Squeak! !
The wail of the brake pads.
El Mencho, who was sitting in the back, bumped into the seat in front of him, giving him a headache. If it were before, he would have cursed and even killed his younger brother.
But now...
"Retreat! Fall back!! Fall quickly!!"
He finally panicked.
Ludwig Baker is not a fool. He previously served in the 1st Regiment and was later transferred to the 16th Regiment as company commander. He is one of the rare experienced warriors.
The veteran who survived the "Siege of Tijuana" and "El Cillo Steel Plant" certainly had a few tricks up his sleeve. When he was attacking, he was afraid that the opponent would run away and let others go around him!
After the convoy came out, a rocket launcher came directly.
The driver was sweating so much that he moved backwards as soon as he put the gear into gear, but the car behind him was so stupid that he didn't react at all and crashed into it!
The hood of the rear car flew off.
The Northern Army ambushing by the road shouted and rushed forward!
"Capture El Mencho alive!"
The bodyguard was beaten into a sieve as soon as he got off the car!
When Jose Armando, who was in the car behind him, saw that something was wrong, he opened the car door and rolled off the roadside, not caring about the boss at all.
Escape first and then talk about it.
He has no determination to live and die for his boss.
Are you kidding, the boss is dead, just change him.
El Mencho’s cousin, Alexey Lewis Cervantes, the new generation intelligence chief of Jalisco, did not have such luck.
He is also a passionate man. If he does not surrender, he will rush down with weapons to fight back!
Then…
Bang! ! !
He was shot to pieces with a rocket launcher at close range!
El Mencho, who was hiding in the car, watched this scene with a blank mind.
He is scared!
The Northern Army is too NMD cruel.
He got excited and shouted loudly outside, "Surrender! I surrender! I am El Mencho!!"
The car door was opened, and the heavily armed Northern Army soldiers wearing sunglasses grabbed his hair and lifted him out of the car.
"I am useful, I am El Mencho..."
The soldier picked up the butt of his gun and smashed it into his head!
There were three other bodyguards who were not killed and whose hands and feet were tied.
Ludwig Baker, who came from behind, was very surprised!
Pulling El Mencho's hair and looking at his face.
“Hahaha, I didn’t expect it was really you!”
“Mad dog, El Mencho.”
At this time, he had long disappeared from the TV show before He looked arrogant and his eyes were pleading.
“Quick, send the division commander a good news!”
Ludwig Baker grinned happily.
I want to be promoted and make a fortune.
When Alexeevich Brusilov, commander of the Third Division, received the news, he was also confused.
How long has it been?
You directly captured the new generation of leaders in Jalisco?
Isn't this an own incident?
He asked several times and got confirmed answers. He was very happy and quickly asked someone to deliver the message to the command post.
The captain of the guard, Joseph Xiafei, hurried into the command post with joy on his face.
In the room, staff officers at all levels were nervously assessing the battlefield situation, while Victor sat quietly.
When he sits, he gives people a sense of peace of mind.
"General, El Mencho was caught by the frontline troops!"
Joseph Joffre couldn't help but raise his voice several degrees.
Victor was startled, and the voices of Chief of Staff Horatio Herbert Kitchener and others also stopped, and they all turned their heads in unison.
Dozens of pairs of eyes were looking at him. Even Joseph Xiafei, who was mentally good enough, couldn't help but swallow his saliva now.
"El Mencho?" Victor spoke.
Joseph Joffre nodded.
“Hahaha!”
Huang Wei stood up and laughed out loud.
"What's going on? Tell us in detail, come and listen."
Horatio Herbert Kitchener and others came over.
"It is said that El Mencho suffered from diabetic foot disease due to the continued rise in blood sugar and was unable to move. When he was about to run away, our people had already caught up with him." Joseph Joffre spoke like a soldier. Everything is very simple.
Victor's face froze and he looked at the other person, who also looked at him, with big eyes and small eyes.
The process was not tortuous at all, it could even be said to be dull, but... a drug dealer leader was arrested because of his illness.
Everyone in the command post was a bit dumbfounded.
“It seems that destiny is mine!” Victor said with a smile, “This shows that given the right time, place and people, we can liberate all of Mexico just around the corner!”
Horatio Herbert Kitchener and others clapped quickly. If you don't applaud, you are ungrateful. Whatever the general said is right.
"Announce this matter to the outside world, let the Mexican News Agency live broadcast the whole process, escort him to Tepic, I will pronounce his guilt in public!"
"Order the Army's Third The division pursued and fought fiercely, so as not to give the Jalisco drug dealers a chance to make a comeback, they ordered two regiments of the Army’s Second Division to rush to the aid of the Third Division!”
Originally, I just wanted to crack down on the arrogance of the drug dealers! , well, now we have killed the boss directly, so what are we waiting for!
Directly liberate Jalisco!
They must not be given a chance to breathe again.
By then, the benefits will be even greater, not to mention increasing the income of a state, and it will be closer to Mexico City!
Ambition is also closer!
The most important thing is that the Northern Army and Navy have several more outlets to the sea, and they can even build a home port when needed!
Aircraft carrier?
The United States can do it, why not Mexico?
Those bastards in Japan can do it, why not Mexico?
When the time comes, if they dare to talk nonsense!
Let them know what it means to be a prince, general or prime minister, it’s better to have the seed! ! !
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(End of this chapter)