Chapter 371 Ares PMC Defense Company? !
May 15th.
Yucatan Peninsula, Cancun!
The fog is very thick.
A very simple day, but equally, today is not that simple either.
The funeral of "Master" Abrego will be held today.
In order to show off their justice, drug dealers in the south publicized his great achievements, such as building bridges and paving roads in the local area, distributing cash to the poor, etc., making him look like a positive figure.
Long-term struggle with the northern warlords.
In the end... he died heroically under Victor's despicable methods.
It also requires several southern states to fly flags at half-mast in the next few days and hold mourning ceremonies in the square.
The cardinal held a Bible and prayed in front of the coffin.
All the big shots came, and Abrego’s mistresses cried like pear blossoms and rain.
It’s over.
The money bag is gone.
How to maintain high-intensity consumption in the future?
Abrego's sons stood in three corners with expressionless faces, surrounded by their younger brothers. Judging from their atmosphere...
Not friendly at all!
The main reason is that Abrego's death was too sudden, and a successor has not yet been trained and designated. Besides...
Where did the drug dealer family come from the principle of succession after father dies?
Whoever has a big fist is the right one!
Otherwise, do you think they are willing to cooperate with Arturo Desena, the new "Z" of "Los Zetas"?
Bah!
It’s not that the opponent is too capable.
When Abrego was the "Grand Master", I liked this young man and helped him a lot. Los Zetas, which was crippled by the Northern Army, recruited people from all over the world. It was a mixed bag of good and bad, and there was no robbery. Criminals, special forces, guerrillas...
As long as you come, every one counts.
Plus American weapons, armored vehicles, off-road vehicles, and even missile vehicles.
As long as they are allowed...
They can deploy a company-level combat team across the country within four hours, of course...only in the central and southern parts, the north?
I was beaten into pieces when I landed in the air.
Los Zetas' strength is even more "wild" than before.
After the priest's final prayers.
Accompanied by Abrego's favorite music: "Heartbreak Hotel" by "Elvis Presley".
Several sons and senior officials carried his coffin slowly towards the cemetery.
The female family members sobbed softly.
Woo~! ! Woohoo! ! ! !
Suddenly, the air raid sirens suddenly sounded, interrupting the crying, and everyone raised their heads in panic.
Bodyguards in suits rushed over.
"Sir, leave quickly. The Northern Army has four planes withdrawing towards Cancun. The Air Force has already intercepted them!" Ervis Salinas said anxiously.
He heard it.
Damn it!
Run!
Run away.
I am afraid that I will be late and lie here with Abrego later.
Seeing him running away, the others quickly retreated!
The people from Los Zetas escorted Arturo Desena into the car, and the three brothers over there, the eldest and the third, threw their coffins into silence.
The second brother Behrman had some conscience, but only a little. After hesitating for a moment, he ran away with his relatives.
The Southern Army currently uses mostly F-4 Phantom fighter jets from the US military, while the Northern Army uses F14, a third-generation fighter jet.
Although each has its own advantages, under the standard of supersonic flight, the F14 has better endurance. A "Tomcat" got into the group of fighter jets that came to intercept, turning the opponent upside down.
"Locked! Locked!!"
The red dot on the radar clicked hard, the F14 pilot pressed the button decisively, and the AIM-9 "Sidewinder" rushed out.
Infrared guidance...
The Southern Army quickly It changed direction, but the speed of the Mach 2.5 missile still quickly caught up with the F4. It was useless even if the floor oil was stamped out.
It hit the flank and blew away its wings, and the entire aircraft was destroyed in one fell swoop.
The rest of the ghosts fled in terror.
The remaining F14s rushed towards the funeral site and dropped three incendiary bombs above it. The huge flames engulfed the venue at once.
Death?
If you offend Victor, you will be uncomfortable even if you die!
This group of pilots flew over the busy area very "arrogantly". The sonic boom caused the glass on both sides to sway constantly, and the white-collar workers working inside screamed loudly.
You can see the pilot’s face clearly from the driver’s seat!
"Return!"
With the captain's order, the F14 soared into the sky and ran away before the Southern Air Force could react.
As for dropping bombs in other areas...
There is no need at all.
I haven’t called you yet, I’ll call you later.
And after sitting in Victor's position, he considered more, such as the ecological environment. The Yucatan Peninsula is a famous tourist attraction in Mexico. If he does well, it will be no worse than the Maldives every year.
Some things really explode when they explode.
After the plane left, Abrego's sons and some senior officials came back. Looking at the scorched venue, the second son Behrman knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
“Victor, fuck XM!”
Okay…
Now "Grand Master" Abrego has turned into ashes and is everywhere.
Berman wiped his eyes, stood up, glanced at the funeral venue, looked at his eldest brother who also had a gloomy face, and shouted loudly, "Georgia, Victor did this, didn't you express your gratitude!"
"Sir, don't worry, sir, we...we will go to the media to protest right now! Condemn Victor for being disrespectful to the dead!" A middle-aged man wearing glasses standing next to the boss Giorgia stood up and said hurriedly .
Behrman immediately laughed angrily, "Protest! Resist your mother!" He came up and wanted to beat him, but fortunately the person next to him held him back.
"Revenge! Victor must be taught a lesson!" Georgia's face twitched and she also felt angry.
Mexicans have great "respect" for death, and it would be a sacrilege if it affected the souls of the dead.
After Victor killed El Mencho, several actions were held to commemorate him in Jalisco. Some people summoned his soul, and the police were beaten by those people when they went there.
The angry local garrison drove tanks and armored vehicles to reason with them, and they "accepted" (forced).
No one refuted him at this time.
After all, it would be unbearable for any family to experience this.
Victor is so disrespectful.
May 16th at 19:00.
The central puppet government of Zacatecas state fired more than 200 rockets into Tugolan state, hitting the southern city of Minskitar, killing 78 people on the spot. One of them hit a local wedding scene. .
Many people were affected at that time, and more than 200 people were injured!
A wedding suddenly turns into a funeral.
Of course the 1st Marine Division stationed here is unhappy!
MD, do you still dare to fight back?
The division commander immediately ordered that more than 10,000 men from the 1st, 3rd, and 7th regiments advance across the state of Zacatecas.
The war begins!
But this state is a rare central plateau zone with an average altitude of 2,300 meters. This kind of war has been extremely difficult to fight since ancient times, especially since most of the people in the 1st Marine Division have altitude sickness.
In addition, it is surrounded by mountains, and there are many surviving tribes here, such as the Chichimecs. Even the powerful Aztecs failed to conquer it. When the Spanish invaded, they were treated as monkeys here.
It is said to be a tribe, but it is actually a modern civilization, and most of them make a living by planting "Mexican cash crops". Their tribal chiefs enjoy great power.
After Victor launched the "War on Drugs", they bought a lot of weapons from drug dealers and arms dealers. They basically became the king of the mountain. However, because the sales channels were controlled by other drug dealers, Therefore, their financial capabilities are very poor.
But I can fight!
Slippery.
They always appear and disappear, and there are many venomous snakes and wild animals in the West Madrid Mountains, which also bring a lot of trouble to the troops.
Three days!
Surprisingly, the entire army has not yet climbed over the mountains, but it has already lost 21 non-combat personnel, and about 300 more people were poisoned and were rushed to the rear hospital.
With more than 10,000 people, I feel aggrieved!
"How can we fight this battle if the non-combat attrition exceeds one reinforced company? If you ask me, just call the 32nd Missile Brigade and blast towards the valley. No matter how deep the capital is hidden, it will be special. I'll burn it to the ground for you!"
Lieutenant General Sigmut List shouted angrily and unscrewed the discipline buckle on his military uniform. The weather itself was hot and stuffy, and coupled with the unsmooth battle situation, he felt like his stool was dry.
Bombing with missiles?
The staff officers below looked at each other and thought this was a good idea.
But it seems that there are still 120,000 people in the capital...all of them were killed!
"Heavy weapons cannot be carried up, and it rains heavily at night. The mountain is too slippery. One-third of the non-combat casualties slipped and fell to death from the mountain." Major General Staff Officer Commander Eduard Fritz Blomberg said next to him, "The troops have not yet conducted battle drills in alpine plateau areas."
“Without tanks, armored vehicles, and artillery, is it a big deal?!”
“When did we become as hypocritical as the Yankees.”
“Our First Marine Division When it was established, they were all light infantry, and the drug dealers who were still beaten fled."
Lieutenant General Sigmut List frowned and looked at the map. Although he cursed, he also designated. The state of Zacatecas is notoriously easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Its capital city is sandwiched in a valley. If you want to cover it with firepower, it will be blocked by the barriers exposed on both sides.
"Use armed helicopters, hoisting armored vehicles and soldiers and parachute directly to the capital..." a staff officer said.
"Then how many people should we send? 200? 300? Or 500? With such a small number of people, you know, those drug dealers who just give them guns will be militants. When they all gather around, our follow-up support troops have not arrived. , Can the airborne ones withstand the firepower of the militants?" As soon as the other party finished speaking, someone retorted.
“I still feel that playing it safe, but it really doesn’t work...” Major General Chief of Staff Eduard Fritz Blomberg looked grim, “Just throw weapons of mass destruction and burn the capital directly!”< br>
“That shabby place has been there for hundreds of years. It’s time to move to another place.”
"Just like Li Mei did in Tokyo!"
The command post fell silent instantly.
Everyone looked at the division commander Sigmut List.
This tactic is simply the master of the "violent aesthetics of bombing", but it will greatly harm civilians.
The teacher put his hand on the table and tapped his fingers gently, making a rhythmic sound of "dong dong dong". His brows were sometimes tight and sometimes relaxed. Finally, about a few minutes passed.
"Request air force support from the general headquarters!"
Agreed!
The Chief of Staff remained unsmiling, "Yes!"
When General Kennedy, who was sitting in the "General Headquarters" in Tijuana, received the "combat plan" of the 1st Marine Division.
He stared...
Good guy...
Everyone here is a war criminal. If you don't send the general to jail, you won't give up, right?
It also says: "Apply for 60 bombers to carry 500 tons of napalm barrels to carry out airdrop attacks on the capital of Zacatecas state!"
MD…
Air Force Are there so many bombers?
Why didn't Kennedy know?
After all, there are only about 20 aircraft, and most of them are from the older generation of the United States. For example, 17 B-24 bombers nicknamed "Liberator", 1 F-111 fighter-bomber, and 2 "Super Flying Fortress" B-50 bomber!
At that time, this thing was spotted by the "satellite" above the United States, and the Americans were obviously surprised.
Wardfa!
Why are all the bombers of the Mexican Air Force made in the United States?
According to intelligence personnel in the United States, the Pentagon questioned United Aircraft Corporation and Lockheed, but they also looked at a loss.
I don’t understand, I don’t know, I don’t know.
I really don’t know anything about it.
Of course the Pentagon doesn't believe it. It can't just appear out of thin air. They think those military-industrial companies are dishonest, but no one has proposed to thoroughly investigate them.
What a joke.
"Whether that batch will be approved or not?" the secretary asked quietly from the side.
"Bring it to me and sign it. After you sign it, I will go to the general to sign it." Kennedy is still very responsible and will not shirk. He also knows that his commanding ability is not good, so he is willing to be a "only know-how" signed".
After writing his name carefully and stamping it with the seal of the headquarters, he came to Victor in person with the document.
Standing at the door and taking a deep breath, he was about to knock on the door when he saw the door open and Casare walked out.
"Huh? Kennedy? Come find the boss."
"Ah, yes."
"Come in quickly."
Kennedy walked into the office and saw the general feeding the dog.
A border sheep.
It is very obedient and understands human nature. Now it is the darling of the Governor's Mansion. Wherever it goes, people will basically feed it.
I picked this up on the road.
"Okay, go and play by yourself." Victor patted the dog. The latter stuck out his tongue and waggled his tail and left. When he passed by Kennedy, he also nodded at him.
The other party also saw a sign hanging around the dog's neck.
Take a closer look.
Written in Spanish: Losyanquissonmalos (Yanks are the bad breed.)
Kennedy smiled and stroked the dog's head.
"What's the matter? Man."
"General, here is a request report. The 1st Marine Division wishes to drop Molotov cocktails on the capital of Zacatecas state. Request 20 Sorts..."
"I remember that the altitude was quite high."
"About 2,750 meters."
Victor nodded, "It is indeed difficult to attack. Is 20 sorties enough?"
"Let's do it, today is May 23rd, tomorrow will be Monday, until Friday, 20 sorties a day, for five days in a row. I want to see how stubborn the cities above are.”
A B-24 can carry 30 tons. If it is like the American E-46 cluster bomb, one is 500 kilograms and can carry 60 tons. pieces!
20 frames equals more than 1,200 pieces.
About the equivalent of dropping 600 tons of incendiary bombs in one night? ? !
The calculation should be correct.
Five days…
3000 tons!
"No...don't be so extravagant." Kennedy felt it was too much.
You are planning not to grow any grass.
"Let the arsenal give priority to production. We didn't have the conditions before. Now that we have a strong family background, of course we have to lose it. We also have to let the puppet government in the central government see the consequences of resisting us. We also have to have those people of insight to understand. Only then can we defend Mexico. Glory."
"Fight the arrogance of drug traffickers and puppet governments. Even if they have an air force, they must understand that the sky in Mexico belongs to us."
Victor has signed himself on it. name, handed over the document, "In war, the victor has the right to stand and speak."
Kennedy nodded and took the document with both hands.
“How is the plan for Operation Mincemeat?”
"We have informed Rommel that he agrees with this plan and will consciously leak the command. However... I am worried that this kind of false failure will cause commotion within the army and turn into a big rout. "
"I believe him."
These four words of Victor made Kennedy shut up and nod.
"The Brazilian government wants us to send a team of advisors to guide their fight against crime in the favelas, what do you think?"
"Lus Inasi Lou Dasil Didn’t Mr. Wa say that he wanted us to send soldiers directly?”
"He is not the president yet."
Kennedy frowned, "Then I don't propose to send consultants. Who knows if there will be drug dealers in the police team we guide. When the time comes, while taking a shower, It’s possible to be electrocuted.”
“Criminals in Latin America all have similar methods.”
The Brazilian government has even worse control over the slums.
City of God, a Brazilian crime drama released in 2002, records the country’s criminal path.
"God took six days to create the world, and on the seventh day he created Rio de Janeiro."
The situation of drug dealers over there is no better than in Mexico.
The government is also corrupt, and the people also lack education, medical care, and living resources
But the Brazilian army can fight.
Brazilian drug trafficking activities are mainly concentrated in slums. These areas usually have chaotic social order and high crime rates. Drug trafficking organizations in Brazil are relatively scattered. Although there is also a large-scale drug trade, overall, the Brazilian government has relatively powerful crackdowns on drug trafficking, and drug trafficking activities are more subject to geographical and social restrictions.
As long as the army is sent to strangle the slums, it will basically not cause harm to other places.
But Rio de Janeiro has 600 favelas with more than 2 million people.
Victor felt that Kennedy was right.
"Mr. Luz Inasi Lou da Silva also feels that some people in the government cannot be trusted, but he hopes to hire us to behead several of the leaders who break the rules."
"Like...a bounty hunter!"
It can make money and strengthen infiltration work behind enemy lines, so why not do it.
"Who should be sent?" Kennedy asked.
“Remember the private military company we established?”
“You mean, Ares Defense Company?”
“It’s time to send them to execute Overseas mission.”
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(End of this chapter)