Chapter 329 "Aphrodite" sacrifices!
Manfred von Richthofen was driving the F14, looked left and right, and gave a thumbs up to the other pilots. In order to deal with this thing, the air force base dispatched a lot of guys.
A total of 15 fighter jets took off at the same time. I don’t believe they can’t defeat your “lone” destroyer!
Dive and fire missiles at the USS Arleigh Burke destroyer!
The Americans were frightened and confused!
But after all, he had received professional training. The SM-2 anti-aircraft missiles rushed towards the F14, and the anti-aircraft machine guns began to form a fire net, sudden and sudden...
The whole sky was full of bullets flying everywhere.
Weapon systems are all activated!
Enter combat mode.
The F14 missile was hit and exploded in mid-air, and the violent shock wave shook the destroyer's glass three times.
"Vice Captain, Vice Captain! Captain Sigel Barros, he..." A sailor ran back to the command room in horror, with disbelief in his eyes.
"What's wrong!" The adjutant trembled in his heart.
"Dead! The captain is dead!"
The world was spinning for a while, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the people next to him were busy helping him.
If you die sooner or later, why do you die at this time?
Just as the deputy captain was about to speak, the hull swayed and someone shouted loudly, "The hull was hit and the hull is tilting!"
"Call for support! Call for support from home!"
At this time, the only option was to shake people off. After hearing his instructions, a communications soldier quickly contacted the country to report the situation.
“Water entered!!”
The deputy captain was a little at a loss for a moment.
At this time, LS Molina Beach in Tamaulipas, Mexico, is very popular among overseas tourists because it is adjacent to the Gulf of Mexico, has pure natural sea breeze and beautiful scenery.
The most important thing is...
This place has not yet experienced war, the Northern Army has not yet come, and the rebels composed of southern drug dealers also know that drug trafficking alone cannot support such a large industry. Well, they have to open up other tracks.
For example, tourism, avocado nicknamed "Green Gold", and some overseas sponsorships. As long as they can make money, they will do it all, even collecting taxes!
The drug traffickers in the south slowly transformed from stragglers to a nation of China with the help of external forces!
The sudden attack shocked everyone on the beach.
“OMG!” An American opened his mouth, took off his sunglasses, and looked at this scene in shock, while some people impatiently started taking photos with their cameras.
More than a dozen fighter jets surrounded the warship and fought!
This kind of scene is relatively rare.
“I’m hit! I’m hit!” A black man suddenly shouted, immediately holding his head and staring, his eyes were bigger than a watermelon.
In the eyes of everyone.
The deck of the destroyer Arleigh Burke was hit by a missile. The explosion caused the hull to tilt. Under the horrified eyes, it began to sink!
Some sailors began to dive in a panic, but the location was not chosen well. As soon as the things on the boat fell off, everything fell into the sea!
The most important thing is that when it sinks, it will form a vortex, swallowing up the surrounding sailors at once, forming a huge vacuum zone.
Gulu~
On the beach, a bearded man covered in tattoos swallowed his saliva and held a Sony camera in his hand. He saw from the lens that after the fighter jets eliminated the warships, they came straight towards the beach!
"They are coming! Run!"
Hundreds of tourists on the beach ran in a panic, holding other people's wives and holding other people's children in their hands, panicking and choosing their way.
But how to outrun the plane?
Boom~! !
Manfred von Richthofen was a person who liked to show off his skills. He flew at a low altitude and produced a sonic boom. The huge wind and waves knocked over some people around him, and even broke the straps of women's bras. .
“Captain, do you want to return?”
“They’re all here, let’s go give some New Year’s gifts to the drug dealers in Tamaulipas!”
The combat aircraft fleet is directly Ciudad Victoria, the capital of Tamaulipas.
In fact, the previous bombing of Gustavo, the leader of the Zapatista Theological Army, took place here. At that time, Victor killed three of Cuaucomote's mistresses in order to avenge him.
Now...
It's easy.
But today happened to be Sunday, and all the drug dealers here were on holiday. When they hurried back, the military airport had been bombed, and the relatives of Gustavo, the leader of the Zapatista Theological Army, My younger brother was inspecting here and was killed on the spot!
This series of operations takes just a few hours.
Sure enough, aircraft can basically dominate the battlefield as long as they do not encounter a complete air defense system.
Washington, USA.
The elder Bush was attending a dinner party, an internal "meet-and-greet", and there were many people surrounding him, smiling with him.
This feels good to him who has been suffering from "controversy" recently.
At least internally, the reputation of the Bush family is still enough, and he can still work for another term!
But not long after he was happy, senior secretary Bahash Johnson trotted over, lay down and murmured something in his ear.
Everyone else saw that his face suddenly turned green.
"Sorry, I need to take care of something." Bush smiled stiffly and walked to the side, but he stumbled. Fortunately, Bahash Johnson held him up.
In the study room on the second floor, there is a temporary conference room.
A few confidants were already sitting inside.
Seeing him come in, Defense Minister Admiral Carl Warnow jumped up with a hint of bewilderment on his face, "The Mexicans took action! Our warship sank!"
"Fuck! This bastard Victor just can't stand up to us. Sir, give the order to start a war!"
Old Bush was also furious, but he couldn't give the order to start a war. He glanced at Baja next to him. Sh Johnson.
The latter understood immediately, stood up and shook his head, "Mr. Defense Minister, it is very difficult for us to fight on two fronts."
"But he has jumped in our faces. If we don't Teach him a lesson, the whole world thinks we are soft persimmons!” General Carl Warnow is a hawk.
No, it should be said that all the defense ministers in the United States are hawks. Why was he able to serve as the chief of defense secretary from the Army Chief of Staff after the "Black Hawk Down" incident? Except that he is the elder Bush.
Before entering politics, he served as a senior executive at Boeing and Lockheed Martin, and he was the spokesman for the arms company.
The military-industrial complex’s “senior beaters” at the Pentagon.
How to make money without starting a war?
Isn’t it just a two-front battle?
Even if you fight against the whole world, as long as you can make money, these arms dealers will do it. As for whether the United States will be beaten by the crowd?
It's none of their business.
"What do you think, Turner?" Bush asked, looking at the CIA director.
"It's our agent who has gone up instead." Stanfield Turner said.
"You mean those drug dealers? They are not reliable at all!" the defense minister said quickly, but Turner glanced at him, and the other person's curse words suddenly fell silent, "Listen to me Finished."
"We can send soldiers to join them."
? ? ? ? ?
Can you still do this?
"We can also sell more weapons to the Anti-Victor Alliance. Boeing has some obsolete aircraft that need buyers, and we can get kickbacks from them."
Old Bush He coughed and said, "Don't talk about these irrelevant things for now."
After all, it's all about face.
"What do you think?" He looked at the others.
Of course General Carl Warno agreed and quickly raised his hand.
Others also raised their hands.
"Go to Mexico in person, meet with them, and discuss the details. Also, we have to express our opinions and protest on this matter." Bush Sr. suppressed these words . I never thought that Americans would have to protest one day.
"Don't worry, sir, I already have an idea of the traitor you asked me to find." Stanfield Turner said.
Quiet!
The office suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. Even the beating of the heart was clearly audible.
"Who!" Bush squinted.
"Won't you tell me? Mr. Johnson."
Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Bahash Johnson. The man huddled in the corner sat quietly. After hearing the CIA director's words, he raised his head with a strange look in his eyes.
“Where is the evidence?”
“17 Mick Young Street.” Turner gave the address.
Bahash Johnson fell silent immediately. That is the office of Mexico's Northern Intelligence Service in Washington. It looks like...
The CIA is not all trash!
"Johnson...you!" Bush opened his eyes wide.
But the next second, my scalp felt numb!
I saw Bahash Johnson take out a Browning pistol from his arms, and decisively fired a shot at George W. Bush, who fell to the ground!
The gun was turned to others, shooting at Defense Secretary General Carl Warnow and CIA Director Turner, and finally, he put the gun into his own mouth.
“Humanity will eventually be liberated!”
"Sin will eventually be judged!"
"The sky belongs to the blue! It belongs to all justice!"
"Wonderful victory!"
Bang!
The bullet penetrated the mouth and got stuck on the clock at the back. The splashed blood dyed the seconds on it red, and as it swung, it covered the entire date.
The bodyguards below who heard the gunfire rushed up and were shocked when they saw the scene inside.
"Quick! Call an ambulance!!!"
The guests below saw a group of people coming out of the study in a hurry, each carrying someone, and blood dripping on the ground.
“OMG! OMG!!”
Everyone looked at this scene in shock.
What happened when he fell to the ground in the study?
"I'm sorry, sir, ladies, no one can leave today!" The head of the Secret Service came over with an ugly expression.
Mommy’s…
I’m going to lose my job.
Are you going to work as a male model?
He took a deep breath!
Hope not to die.
…
Mexico. Tijuana Hospital.
In the special ward on the top floor.
Victor was peeling an apple and handed it to Quaukmot who was on the bed. The other person smiled and nodded, but it was a little difficult to speak.
The doctor said it was a miracle that he survived.
The leg was amputated...
Three fingers were broken on the left hand.
Basically, it’s useless.
A disabled person can no longer be the face of the country. This is an unspoken rule, and of course there are no exceptions. For example, Sima Zhong in ancient times, and the modern Emperor Taisho.
They are all brain deficiencies.
"Don't worry, this matter is not over yet. Whoever did this to you, I will kill his whole family to avenge you." Victor's expression was calm, but his tone was full of murderous intent.
Tears flowed from the corners of Kwaukmot's eyes, and he shouted, not knowing what to say.
"Don't worry, get better soon. Our team still needs you. The drug dealers have not been completely defeated, and those who oppressed us have not been completely expelled. You must not fall."
Victor wiped his tears with paper, squeezed the quilt for him, and said to Quaukmot's wife who was crying next to him, "Tatiana, don't worry, I will ask the best doctor to take care of him." "
"Thank you..."
Victor touched McClure's head, and the latter's eyes were red, "Is this all done by drug dealers?"
“There are worse people in this world than drug dealers. They don’t want world peace. They are eating steamed buns imitating others. They preach war everywhere. They... treat us as the lowest existence. Your father is The one who was injured in the struggle is a hero."
"Then...I want to be a hero too, and I want to join the army too!"
"McClure!" Tatiana shouted.
“Heroes do not have to join the army to build the country. Sanitation workers, businessmen, workers, and farmers are all heroes.”
“But I will kill them with my own hands!” McClure Shouting, clenching his fists, the young man ran very fast and stared at Victor, "Santos has become a lieutenant. I can't be weaker than him. I can also kill drug dealers!"
Victor looked at him. , the other party's eyes were very stubborn, he was silent for a moment, and looked at Tatiana next to him and Quaukmot on the hospital bed, and he couldn't bear it.
Perhaps seeing his hesitation, Quaukmot shouted on the bed, patting the bed with excitement. Tatiana quickly got up to comfort him, "I let him go, I let him He goes, don’t get excited.”
The woman wiped her tears, looked at her son, and then at Victor, "Let him go, sir."
"He is your only son..."
"In On the road to the anti-drug war, no one is the son of another, and farmers’ sons are also at the forefront, so naturally the president’s son can do the same. We all love Mexico. He is my son and he is also a child of Mexico.” Tiana looked at McClure, "Man, you must be brave to do what you decide. Don't shrink back. Any difficulty is a powerful stumbling block."
Victor looked at this family, he actually had a trace of Silly ashamed.
Cuauquemot is the real "Mexican".
Dong Dong Dong~
There was a knock on the door, and George Smiley of the Thirteen Taibao walked in with a serious expression, "Sir."
Victor looked towards Quaukmot and waited. The man nodded and walked out first. In the corner and in the corridor outside were bodyguards with serious expressions. Even doctors and nurses were not allowed to approach.
""Aphrodite" was sacrificed..."
Victor's hand that was about to hold the cigarette shook, and he frowned.
"The rest of us received news that "Aphrodite" was found. Before she died, she shot Bush and several senior officials, but we don't know whether she is dead or alive."
The CIA is still capable. !
"Does Augustin Przeucir know?"
George Smiley shook his head, his expression also very solemn.
Just like South Koreans who cannot avoid jail, the Yankees often get shot, but are beaten to death by their own people. Is it like Masao Takagi?
"Don't worry, we'll wait until Augustin Przeucir comes back." Victor took a deep breath, "Find a church and have a funeral for 'Aphrodite'. When the time comes, you can attend on my behalf." ”
This is the only thing he can do now.
George Smiley also nodded solemnly.
Victor looked through the glass at the bustling streets in the distance. There were always people holding on in the darkness amid the bustling scene.
The cause of justice can never be finished!
"Victory!"
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(End of this chapter)