Chapter 368 Attack! ! ! !
Diane Rodham is no fool.
Not to mention whether the U.S. government will have a large-scale conflict with Victor, the land is of no use at all, and the Mexicans on it have to be taken care of. The influence of Latinos in the United States is very complicated.
More than a million...
Oh, who should I vote for?
So there aren't a lot of beggars on the street?
It cannot stimulate the economy within the United States, and it will stimulate Victor externally, which is not cost-effective.
Diane Rodham would rather lie in the back and be a vampire.
So I rejected the proposal directly.
Aldous Wendell was a little lost, "How could...this..."
If his brother hadn't been for Popovich, he would be just an ordinary little gangster now, with no sharp eyesight or negotiation skills.
Diane Rodham coughed softly.
“The land is of no use to us, but we still care about Mexico’s economy.”
“We are negotiating with Canada about the NAFTA agreement. If Mexico is willing, We can also join in. By then we will not limit tariffs, we will be able to completely circulate goods between each other, and American companies will also be able to increase investment in Mexico. What do you think?"
Aldous· Wendell was as smart as a dick and didn't understand what was going on here. He just heard what the old witch said and thought it was pretty good.
"Also, your current economic system is too chaotic. If you give the power of issuing currency to the Federal Reserve, we can completely help you create a new monetary system without being choked by Victor."
Orr Des Windle shook his head.
Diane Rodham frowned slightly. She thought the other party had clearly seen her little trick. Who knew, Aldous said seriously, "The peso has no way to reflect the value. If Yes, I would like to use U.S. dollars instead of pesos.”
Isn’t that what drug dealers do?
Have you ever seen a drug dealer collect pesos?
This time, the old witch was silent. After a while, she said, "You'd better have someone come to the United States to have a good talk."
"No problem, my brother will give me full responsibility. , as long as you can help us, none of this is a problem."
Diane Rodham's eyes flashed. She knew that her husband coveted the position of the next president. If she could give it to her at this time! The United States will definitely have great opportunities to create benefits.
“What do you want?”
“Can you help me kill Victor?” Aldous Wendell said with hopeful eyes.
Seeing that the other party's expression was a bit gloomy, she felt helpless, "Can't you do the same?"
Diane Rodham felt looked down upon and coughed twice, "We have negotiated peace with the Northern Army, no?" You will be dismissed directly, but I can introduce you to some big shots. They have been dissatisfied with Victor for a long time. If you are willing to pay some benefits, I think you will get a lot, including the weapons you need, and... mercenaries."
Americans just love being this bitch.
"You can take our special plane and settle this matter as soon as possible." Diane Rodham acted resolutely.
Of course the Mexican will not refuse, he has not taken a special plane yet.
"Let's let people take off."
The accompanying official was stunned, "Madam, can't we wait for Mr. Donald and the others?"
"His grandson-in-law is here, are you still afraid of him? Who can’t eat well? Let’s go! He can go back by himself.” Got the approval.
In the United States, given her status, no one dares to accuse her of inappropriate excessive behavior.
The special plane carried Diane Rodham and her group back to the United States first.
Donald is on his way here at this time.
When the secretary received the news and conveyed this matter to him, the old defense minister was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. His face was ashen, but in the end he took a deep breath and said, "Go buy the nearest ticket to Washington. "
"Sir, will that woman take the first step to smear us in the media? This will be a blow to our party," the secretary next to him said carefully, for fear of irritating the old man. .
Donald's right brow twitched, "She shouldn't be so shameless...right?"
The secretary said nothing and just looked at him.
Don’t you know how shameless American politicians are?
"No! Contact President James Dan Quade first and let him deliver a government speech first!"
"Understood!" The secretary was slightly excited.
It would be strange if the two parties did not start fighting.
If this peace negotiation is handled well, it will be an achievement of the acting president, who can completely continue to place power in his own party. But if the Democratic Party takes the lead, then a good thing will turn into a bad thing.
The media has two mouths, lying at the top and clamping down at the bottom.
"Hurry up, speed up." Donald urged the driver, who stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
And Victor participated in the burial ceremony of the soldiers at the National Cemetery. He buried the first wave of soil for each fallen soldier, and the relatives next to him cried, which was touching.
With red eyes, he said to the group of relatives, "If you have any difficulties, you can go to the local government. If they don't care, you can come to me. I won't let my soldiers lie here and worry about their families. Things.”
He comforted each family and showed great patience.
After everything was done, it was already six o'clock in the evening.
The sky is hung with sunset glow.
In the car, George Smiley reported the incident of Donald being left behind. Victor was stunned, and then he laughed, "An old general who has dedicated himself to the country is not as good as an old prostitute." X. "
"The United States will die sooner or later!"
George Smiley, Casare and the others nodded vigorously beside them.
“Our people also discovered that there was a man on the U.S. special plane. According to the intelligence search, this man was Aldous Wendell, Popovich’s brother. Perhaps, they were doing some kind of deal. , the other party didn’t get off the plane and went directly to the special plane.”
“Should we activate Hydra’s intelligence agency?”
Victor’s tone was disdainful, “A bunch of rats are entangled together. Why? Don’t you just want to overthrow me?”
“If Popovich dares to collude with the Yankees, then kill him first”
"My order!"
"All members of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd divisions have finished their rest and are pressing towards the central area. They will definitely not give the opponent a chance to breathe!"
"Also, Behead Popovich and the top leaders of the Institutional Party!"
"Do not recognize the legitimacy of his government, the only legal one is in the north!"
"The Northern Army will be renamed Mexico First from today. Republic, promoted Kwaukmot to serve as the first president, and I served as the national military, political, financial, and educational director.”
"Other positions remain unchanged!"
Victor said quickly, and the secretary next to him also recorded it quickly!
“Promote Kennedy to Army General, the commanders of the four Marine Divisions to Lieutenant General, and other division-level cadres to Major General!”
“Distribute this news across the country and tell all Mexicans! ”
Victor has long wanted to carry out reforms.
The names of the Northern Army and the Northern Army really sound like warlords. Those in the central and southern parts are drug dealers. The orthodoxy lies in Victor. Naturally, they cannot be called that. The First Republic is because this name has appeared in history, and it will definitely not be like that in the future. Like the United States, each state makes the decision. How is this different from the separatist rule of vassal towns in the late Tang Dynasty?
If you want to do it, centralize it!
As for Kwaukmot, that was just a candidate he threw out.
He was bombed by a missile because of you. Now he is in good health. The doctor said that although it is impossible to recover to a normal person and his legs are a little short, he can’t be allowed to retire. Victor is not capable of such a cunning thing. The dead lackey is cooking.
The most important thing is, 30 years old!
So conspicuous!
Let Kwaukmot come out first to pick up the burden.
"I will never allow three governments to appear in Mexico!"
"Do a good job on Popovich and his gang." Victor looked at George Smiley, The latter had a sinister look in his eyes, "Promise to complete the mission, General!"
"Let's drive."
The convoy drove towards the Governor's Palace. George Smiley stood and said to the subordinates beside him, "Activate intelligence positioning. I want to know his whereabouts in the past two days."
"Yes!"
The Tijuana news, which started at 7:30 in the evening, reported several major events. It was renamed the First Republic of Mexico, and peace was negotiated with the United States. Both parties reached a consensus and recognized it as the only legal government.
Second, the United States agreed to cancel reservoirs and other equipment on the upper reaches of the Colorado River, and Mexican farmers can use the water flow unconditionally.
Cheers erupted throughout Mexico!
“The era of Mexicans being bullied has passed!”
“Now enter the era of Victor!!”
……
“Prepare ! ”
"Let it go!!!"
Outside the city of Nuevo León.
A regiment of Rommel's Fourth Division has reached the gates of Monterey.
Regiment-level support firepower includes 21 D-30 howitzers + 6 ZUS23-4 self-propelled anti-aircraft guns nicknamed "Shilka" and 12 M-9976mm mountain guns!
This firepower…
Tsk, tsk, tsk, even the so-called "Firepower Man" Soviet guys are absolutely luxurious. This is just an ordinary regiment. If it were a division, it would be hundreds of gates. NMD, what kind of defense line can hold it?
This kind of firepower has always been a headache for the CIA. Where did the Mexicans get so many new weapons when they fell to the ground?
To put it bluntly, Mexico is already capable of launching a large-scale war involving several countries.
Before the artillery bombing, the civilian area had been demarcated and assigned. As long as the civilians entered the green zone, it would be fine.
So, tens of thousands of civilians dragged their families into a small town in the northwest of Monterey. There were no tents, no lights, and some were hungry.
The cries and confused cries were deafening.
But there are also people who are...
very bold.
Three Asian men with short heads carrying large boxes. One of them was also carrying an AK47. They placed the box on an open space and then put up a wooden board with written words on it in Spanish. : 3 dollars a box lunch.
! ! !
"Brother Nan, is anyone really buying it?" an Asian who looked very young asked in a low voice.
“You may not think that they are all refugees, but in fact they all carry money. At this time, money is the least valuable. I am very conscientious even for 3 US dollars. I am a soldier in the French Foreign Legion. When I was there, I followed my companions to the Amazon jungle. Do you know what I saw inside?" The strongest man stared like a bell.
"Some people sell instant noodles to those gold diggers, and they settle with gold. The instant noodles that cost a few dollars on the outside can be sold for dozens or even hundreds of dollars on the inside!"
Squatting beside him The two fellow villagers swallowed their saliva.
“So don’t say that we sell it expensively and we don’t force them to buy it, right.”
"Brother Nan is right!"
"Ashu, be careful later. If someone dares to mess around, shoot! Don't hesitate."
"Okay Brother Nan!" A short man nodded firmly.
Finally, a refugee came over. The main thing was that it smelled so good...
He held his daughter and looked at the sign above, hesitating, "3 US dollars?"
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"Yes."
"Give me one." The other party turned around carefully and took out the money and handed it over.
A fellow villager opened the big box and took out a portion of...fried rice!
You can also see corn kernels and diced radish on it.
"I saw there was meat underneath..." The refugee looked at the fried rice and frowned.
"The following is 20 US dollars."
"Give me one."
That's actually Kung Pao Chicken + scrambled eggs.
The price is not cheap.
But I really can’t bear the hunger.
More and more people are inevitably coming around...
"Brother Nan is getting rich! We are getting rich!"
Brother Nan grinned, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a string of Green flares flew into the sky, and then the roaring sound of artillery shells was heard, boom boom boom! ! !
Monterey was bombed like daylight!
"The Northern Army shelled!!!"
"The Northern Army is attacking!!"
The refugees stood up hurriedly, panicked and at a loss. Some boldly raised their heads and looked at the bombed Monterey in the distance. That was theirs. hometown.
Sobbing quietly.
The Asian man named Brother Nan opened his mouth and swallowed with a grunt. Perhaps he felt that his actions were a bit embarrassing. He smiled and said to the brothers on his left and right, "What a big firework."
Of course the companion next to him cannot say that his legs are also shaking.
That's simply terrible!
From such a long distance, it was as if the God of Death was scratching his and others' faces with a sickle.
If I were not still doing business now, I would have turned around and ran away!
The shelling lasted for nearly ten minutes in total, and the entire city center of Monterey was in ruins!
The governor of Nuevo León, José Andres Guardado, is hiding underground, surrounded by drug dealers. He is a bit... old.
Ever since he learned that his three regiments had been broken up, he felt a little depressed.
MD, you trust the other party too much, Federico is a waste.
4,000 people can’t conquer a small village? How is that possible!
That is our own Monterey Division.
It must be false propaganda by the Northern Army, or it may be Federico’s command error. 4000VS300, the advantage is clearly mine!
Now there are only about 2,000 weapons left in hand.
Hold on to Monterey!
After hearing that the shelling was over, Jose Andres Guardado gave the order, "Get people out of the tunnel quickly. After the shelling is over, the Northern Army will definitely rush up. According to the plan , break it into pieces, and guard the corners of the ruins!”
The subordinates nearby were busy transmitting orders through the communication machine.
Immediately afterwards, I saw many heads emerging from the sewers and air-raid shelters like rats.
They rushed into battle silently and with red eyes.
Obviously they are all on drugs.
The little boss around them is still encouraging them.
“For defending Monterey, each person will be rewarded with 10,000 US dollars and 2,000g of drugs!”
“But whoever takes a step back, don’t blame our military law for being ruthless!”
There is also a supervising team behind.
As long as someone runs, shoot.
The drug traffickers' army has also become more and more formalized...
No, maybe they were legal government troops before?
Dududududu~
At this moment, the horn of charge sounded from far to near.
"Northern Army!!!"
"Attack!!!"
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(End of this chapter)