Chapter 390 "Don't worry, I will definitely sell us at a good price!"

The "Battle of Cape San Lucas" should be the largest naval battle after World War II except for the Battle of the Falklands.

Coincidentally, Britain plays a role in both.

The wanton arrogance on Falkland Island.

Cabo San Lucas is...low-key and melancholy.

In just two days, the picture of the USS Invincible flying the white flag and the dejected Rear Admiral James Anderson appeared in the "world's mainstream media".

Many countries have reprinted it.

There are also many strange things.

For example, HK media: "My mother was pressed with an X!" 》

? ? ? ?

As expected, the wind of tiger and wolf is unpredictable.

The African media, which had a bad relationship with the British Empire, directly laughed at the two, "Surrender?" France finally met their match. 》

In addition to the carnival in the media, the same is true economically.

The stock market was the first to understand the dynamics of the war. When the British aircraft carrier cruised to the Pacific, the FTSE 100 index soared, while the Mexican stock market fell all the way. It was basically green, and investors could not see the future.

But when the war starts, good guys...

At the opening, London's FTSE 100 index plunged 65%, which was comparable to the Great Depression during World War I. Investors sighed.

Even the S&P 500 in the US stock market has experienced huge fluctuations.

Many small bosses died on the spot.

The British began to perform trapeze performances.

Goodbye mom, my stocks have set sail. Goodbye fellow countryman, your banknotes have disappeared...

On July 4th alone...

London police received 11 incidents of jumping from buildings.

Some "disappointed" people burned the flag at the gate of Buckingham Palace, loudly rebuking the cabinet and demanding that the cabinet step down. Some people also hope that "Cavalry God" Thatcher will return to office.

Major General James Anderson's home was splashed with feces.

The police protected his family overnight.

At this time, Tijuana was brightly lit and the sound of firecrackers filled the sky.

The "parade" carrying Victor's flag, shouting loyalty and long live, walked from east to west. Standing on the high building of the Governor's Palace, Victor looked at the tens of thousands of people below, smiled and waved.

The cheers got louder!

This is one of the reasons why men value power so much.

I stand here.

You have to cheer.

"General!"

I don't know who spoke first. Slowly, the voice became more and more uniform and louder. The rats in the sewer were all trembling.

The careerists looked at the high "sun" and silently lowered their heads.

At this moment, who can shine like him?

"Boss, the British have entrusted Venezuela with a call. I hope to have a conversation with you." Casare stood behind and whispered.

Victor pondered for a moment, smiled, waved his hand downwards, then turned and left, "It seems that the British are panicking."

"The Invincible is their old The dog's backbone was broken. Apart from barking, it could only look around pitifully hoping to meet kind-hearted people. Boss, we need to make a big deal."

Back in the office, Victor asked someone to pour a glass first. coffee, then slowly sat down, picked up the phone on the table, and said in English, "hello!"

There was silence on the other side for a moment, and then I heard an old man say quietly, "Mr. Victor, this is Dragovi. It's not easy to contact you. We made dozens of calls and couldn't reach you."

"Perhaps, your parliament forgot to pay the telecommunications fee."

These words almost prevented the defense minister on the opposite side, Baron Dragovi Jeffrey H. Rees, from breaking through. The old man swallowed a gulp. , swallowing the air in his throat, he felt his breasts hurt a little, "Let's talk about business."

"We hope to ensure the safety of British naval property and soldiers." 
“Then how much protection fee do you plan to pay?”

Victor asked, picking up a penguin doll on the table and playing with it, and said with a smile, "You don't think you can get protection just by talking, do you?"

"According to the Geneva Convention..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't sign the treaty. Without my mark, he is a waste to me. Sir, we should talk about something more practical."

Dragovi Jeff Lihar Reese was a little out of breath under the pressure of Victor's aggressive momentum. He was slightly irritated and pulled off the button on his suit, "Then what do you need?"

"100 million pounds!"

"Faq!"

"For 120 million pounds, your dirty words will become the most expensive, Mr. Defense Minister."

The old man swallowed back the curse words in his mouth.

"This is too much, and besides, you attacked us first..."

"Have you ever thought about it, you invaded and bullied us, and even used us as consumption for growing drugs? Pinshi, have you ever felt guilty? Baron Dragovi Jeffrey Ha Rees, now that you are the defeated country, you should beg to the victors instead of reasoning with me here. If you can't get the money, I will send them to feed the sharks, thank you.”

Snap!

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and said to Casare, "This old man hasn't woken up yet, and his head is full of shit."

"Boss, if they I really can’t afford so much money..."

"Then give the sharks extra food. They are not my compatriots. I will tell them that if they fight a war with us, they must either fight to the death or not start a war. The only thing that can scare them is cruelty! ”

What a big fallacy.

But hey, don’t say it yet, I really think it makes some sense.

Kill them with heads rolling, and you will understand the fear.

"By the way, let's announce it to the outside world. Does anyone want a second-hand aircraft carrier? It's 80% new. We'll keep those destroyers and so on. We sold the Invincible to him. Ask India first. They took advantage of them." 
Casare's eyes were confused, "Sold...the aircraft carrier? Not the 100 million pounds..."

"That's protection money, buying the safety of more than 3,000 sailors, I didn't Allow them to insure warships.”

"Then don't we use it ourselves?"

"It's not yet time for global drug control, we have to unify Mexico."

Victor squinted his eyes.

His ambition is very big. He wants to make this world a place where crime is no longer allowed!

Perhaps, some people think he is whimsical.

Just call him.

Let all criminals hear Victor's name and shout long live!

……

Jalisco. Guadalajara

This once "big drug den" has now been rated as one of the "Top Ten Civilized Cities in Mexico" ”.

The mayor is the commander of the 3rd Marine Division and the commander of the 9th Regiment: Lieutenant General Alexeyevich Brusilov, who has both military and political control.

This man is simply a "blood type butcher". The first thing he did when he settled in Guadalajara was to bulldoze the slums!

Of course, it is not completely demolished, but the road is expanded to accommodate tanks and armored vehicles, and the police station and National Guard are stationed in it.

Secondly, kill all the drug dealers!

Be beaten to death with a hammer in the busiest downtown area.

Pull out 100 of them every day, it depends on who is unlucky.

This incident even made the news, and some people criticized Lieutenant General Alexeyevich Brusilov. Some people even reported to Victor, saying that he was killing innocent people indiscriminately, and Carrying out brutal acts.

Victor left the other party as a little warden.

What he hates most in his life is people who make snitches.

At this time, there are more than 30,000 soldiers in this city. In addition to the 3rd Marine Division, more than 6,000 people from the 7th Reserve Division are also arranged here.

No one should dare to cause trouble...

"Brother Huan, are we going to join the Central Army?" Zhang Ziqiang asked in a low voice, his eyes shining a little.

Ye Jihuan was fully armed, and his military rank could be seen on his sleeves.

Captain!

He is now a captain and company commander of the Guards Regiment of the 3rd Division.

When he was the squad leader of the Ninth Regiment, he performed well, fighting fiercely and chasing fiercely. He was also "outstanding" in the final interview with reporters and had outstanding consciousness. He was remembered by the higher-ups.

He was transferred to deputy company commander. He performed well in the following battles, so he was naturally transferred.

The Guards Regiment was formed by Lieutenant General Alexeyevich Brusilov. "Go to the most dangerous places on the battlefield!" is its motto.

There are more than 2,600 people in the group.

After he was promoted, he returned to Chinatown and brought several familiar fellow villagers, including Zhang Ziqiang. Ye Jihuan knew what kind of guy he was. He was bold, had a strong sense of honor and disgrace, and also valued money very much. , if this person is not properly disciplined, he will definitely go astray.

Robbery, murder and all kinds of evil are committed.

It's better to be recruited as a soldier. There is nothing to say about the welfare benefits of the Northern Army.

For example, the Guards Regiment also has "subsidies". After all, you have to go to the most dangerous places. Ordinary privates can get close to 2,000 US dollars in monthly salary, tsk tsk...

" Nonsense, don't do it to them, why are you calling so many troops here to play poker?" Ye Jihuan saw a women's clothing store, hesitated and walked in.

"Brother Huan, you want to buy clothes, and they are women's ones. Are you buying them for some sweetheart? I remember there is a little girl in Chinatown who likes you."

"You're the only one who talks a lot of nonsense."

Ye Jihuan blushed for a rare moment. When he entered the store, he saw many employees busy, and a reserve corporal who looked slightly younger was haggling.

He chose a more fashionable red short skirt and walked to the front desk to pay, but the other party was still hesitant.

“Can it be cheaper?”

“300 pesos, this is already the cheapest.” The shop owner smiled bitterly, “I earned you 10 pesos.”

Ye Jihuan scoffed at this, 10 pesos? Do you think he is watching the shantang?

He glanced at the reserve corporal. He was relatively simple and honest. He was holding clothes that looked like he was old. He should have bought them for his mother. He was relatively short-term and hesitated.

"I'll pay him." Ye Jihuan walked over and said in fluent Spanish.

"This...it's not necessary, I...I have money."

"It's okay, we are all comrades, we should help each other if we have difficulties. When the time comes, you can pay me back when you have money. "Ye Jihuan still said very freely.

The other party hesitated for a while, then nodded vigorously, "I am Rodri, deputy commander of Company F, 6th Regiment, 7th Division. I will definitely pay you back when the military pay is paid."

"Company A, Guards Regiment "Mr."

"Don't worry, it won't be too late when we get into Mexico City."

Ye Jihuan is rich now, and the troops are provided with food and accommodation, and they are under strict control. , and you can’t go out and mess around, the money will be saved naturally. As for gambling in the army...

If you are caught once, you will be hung up and beaten once.

"Take it."

"Thank you...thank you."

Ye Jihuan waved his hand and left with Zhang Ziqiang. The latter was confused, "Brother Huan, you have something wrong with your head. Ah, pay the bills for others.”

“In the army, you have to unite your comrades and help each other. It’s not about gambling. As a captain, if I see a soldier feeling regretful because of lack of money, it will be a shame. It’s my fault. Ziqiang, you have to remember that there are many things in life that are more important than money. We are now a regular army and we have to know the trade-offs.”

Zhang Ziqiang scratched his head.

It's different when you become a company commander. He speaks so elegantly.

Just when the two were planning to continue shopping, a siren sounded in the city of Guadalajara, and then they saw two jeeps running on the street with red flags, "The division headquarters ordered , all personnel return to the construction!"

"Let's go back!" Ye Jihuan's expression changed and he ran.

I was originally on vacation today, but suddenly returning to work meant that there was a conflict.

Buzz--

Suddenly there was the sound of an engine in the sky. The child who was lying by the window looking at the jeep raised his head in confusion and saw the sky...

It was densely packed with airplanes!

Blocked the sun.

At least forty or fifty!

"Plane! Plane, run! There's an air strike!"

Pedestrians screamed loudly, and the whole street suddenly became panicked. People setting up stalls on the road ran away. They would be dead in an explosion. Why did they care?

"Go in, go in!" Ye Jihuan pulled Zhang Ziqiang and ran to an air defense building on the roadside. He was also a little panicked...

Where did so many planes come from?

Then Lieutenant General Alexeevich Brusilov was equally shocked. Why was there no intelligence?

But after all, they were battle-hardened, so they immediately ordered the air defense regiment to launch for defense.

The four S-300 anti-aircraft missile vehicles equipped in Guadalajara entered combat immediately. The middle layer has the "Oak" MIM-72 anti-aircraft missile, and the bottom layer is the M163 Gatling anti-aircraft gun vehicle.

Colonel Paul McCartney, who flies a B-57 bomber, belongs to the Colombian Air Force, but he serves for the "American Drug Cartel"!

These weapons were "secretly and silently" transported to the southern drug trafficking government, and then they were transported separately through channels to Hidalgo State. When the "battle" began, they were the first to bomb Guadalajara. .

Most of these pilots are active duty air force, working part-time in drug trafficking groups, and are rewarded with US$60,000 per flight mission!

This is much better than being the leader of TMD.

And you don’t have to get out of the plane yourself.

The North American drug cartel does not want Victor to unify Mexico, and the southern government does not want to be a piece of fish for itself, so of course it must "protect the Popovich government to the death."

Victor is terrible!

We must not bring the flames of war to the south.

These 50 formations are mainly B-57 bombers, as well as 6 Su-37 and two Mia-4 bombers. They carry 2204 pounds of bombs, let them also try fear!

"Free bombing!"

Colonel Paul McCartney dropped the order and pressed the button. The lower belly of the B-57 bomber opened, and the 500-pound conventional bomb slammed down.

Boom!

A 7-story building collapsed in ashes.

The shock wave shattered the glass of the surrounding houses one after another, and the huge flames engulfed the surrounding area.

This is only 500 pounds. Of course, that doesn’t mean it’s less powerful...

It’s just that 1,000 pounds is bigger!

Their target is the military camp. If one hits, thousands of people will be evaporated directly.

The remaining bombers who heard Colonel Paul McCartney's order dropped their bombs one after another. For a moment, the sound of explosions in Guadalajara resounded through the sky, and the dust covered the sun in a flash.

“Di di di~”

"Shet, there are missiles!!"

A dozen missiles of various types below soared into the sky.

The formation simply couldn't dodge, and many of them were shot, turning into fireballs and smashing into the city.

Thud, tug, tug, tug...

The M163 Gatling anti-aircraft gun truck fired at the sky. The bullets passed through the wing, penetrated, and bursts of sparks appeared.

"Throw away all the bombs!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Colonel Paul McCartney, who was performing the mission, pressed the radio and shouted.

He doesn’t want to die here!

Work is work, TMD, life is life!

After throwing away all the conventional bombs, he spread his wings and the B-57 bomber left the battlefield. However, he did not forget to release the jamming bombs. Only by throwing them cleanly can he run fast.

These old fritters even threw away their spare fuel tanks.

Without stopping for a moment, return directly.

There were too many planes, and the anti-aircraft missiles could only knock down a dozen or so.

After the air raid, Guadalajara was in a mess.

The child who fell on the ground cried, but the adult who fell on the ground did not move.

Ye Jihuan and Zhang Ziqiang crawled out of the ruins. His face was covered with dirt, and he stood around, his eyes wandering, and there was echo in his ears, and he couldn't even hear it.

A flash of red emerged from the arms.

He stretched out his hand, it was that fashionable skirt, bright red...

I don’t know where the wind came from.

The skirt flew away directly.

Flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher.

…

A military car was driving on the bombed road, but stopped again.

Lieutenant General Alexeevich Brusilov of the 3rd Marine Division got out of the car. The guards stood around vigilantly, with panic in their little eyes.

It would be really nice to be killed by a bomb.

Suddenly, several children ran out of the alley, holding shovels and barrels in their hands, and ran towards the ruins.

Lieutenant General Alexeevich Brusilov asked them directly, "Hey, why don't you hide in the air raid shelter."

There was one running at the back. The child wearing a red striped short-sleeve looked at him and said, "We are putting out fires, uncle, what do you do?"

"Soldier."

"Soldier? Then why don't you fight back! Shouldn’t you go back with revenge?”

This sentence hurt Alexeevich a little. He nodded, watched the child leave, and got into the car. "Let the whole regiment cadres come to a meeting and tell them that we will fight back!"

July 7th.

The southern government and the Popovich government announced that the bombing of Guadalajara was perfect, causing heavy losses to the enemy.

July 8th!

The 3rd Marine Division Artillery Regiment bombarded the 1st Brigade station in Guanajuato.

The world-famous "Battle of the Central Plains" has begun!

…

At this time, in a primitive forest in the state of Coahuila.

Frogs croaking, snakes chirping and insects roaring.

A man with a weather-beaten face was lying in a muddy puddle, drinking. Before he could enjoy himself, he was kicked over.

"Don't drink it! You will die if you drink this water!" shouted the chief of staff of the 61st Brigade.

"If we don't drink, we will die of thirst." The man who was kicked to the ground raised his head, he just said this weakly, and it was boring for the other party.

The chief of staff looked around, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled...

The 61st Brigade...

There are only so few people left, less than 100 people? !

Others died, some ran away, and some were lost.

A feeling of sadness instantly occupied his mind, and he knelt on the ground, pulling his hair and shouting helplessly.

Why come to Central China!

Why should we help the Popovich government!

Why…

Why delve into Coahuila.

Where are those damn reinforcements.

The atmosphere of despair is permeating the air.

Bang!

When a gunshot rang out, an armed soldier from a drug dealer was seen crouching down on the ground with a rifle stuffed in his mouth.

He really couldn't bear it anymore.

This is already the sixth person to commit suicide.

Surrender?

It would be even worse to surrender!

"Bastard! Bastard!" But no one had mercy on his death. Instead, some people carried the body angrily and cursed.

If the gun went off, wouldn't it be heard by the pursuers?

Woof woof woof~

A few dog barks made them jump up as if their buttocks were on fire and run away.

"Chief of Staff, run quickly, we are chasing you! The Northern Army is coming!" A captain dragged him and said.

"Let's go..."

"I won't run away. I will break up your family for you. If I can return to my hometown, I will give my child a message and live well." The chief of staff pushed him away and rushed towards the Northern Army with a gun in his hand.

Looks like great heroism.

The pursuing Northern Army was obviously shocked when they saw someone suddenly rushing out, but after reacting, the flamethrowers behind them stepped forward and faced him.

The flames of thousands of degrees cooked him in one go.

“Ah!!!”

Screaming and running around, trying to drag someone to death with him.

But his eyeballs were melted and his scalp was gone. Finally, he hit a tree and fell heavily to the ground, without even a twitch.

“Keep chasing!” The commander leading the team waved his hand.

The 61st Brigade...ah no, now we are going to call the remnants and kill them all here!

Barry Thomas, commander of the 12th Cavalry Regiment outside the "Chinese", was a little angry.

"Five days! Five days!!!"

He smashed the table with his hand, "We haven't even passed a small village. The more we die, the more people die!"

The cadre next to him They all lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

Who knew the Northern Army was so powerful?

They also continued to invest troops from behind, and they couldn't defeat them at all.

In just five days, more than 700 people were killed and more than 400 wounded, half of the regiment, and this was still a fight.

"Those Spaniards just knew how to hide behind and watch the show, and didn't help us at all. They didn't charge even once." A deputy leader muttered dissatisfiedly.

This complaint caused the mood in the room to collapse.

"Captain, why are we the only ones here? Are we going to die? Are those Spaniards here to be the bosses?"

"Yes! Commander, there are no senior Mexican officials either. Treat us as human beings and supervise and supervise us every day, but what about military pay? It’s all given to the 1st Brigade and other troops, but our regiment only gets half a month. Don’t we deserve it?”

"If you ask me, let's forget about surrendering to the Northern Army! We don't do drugs anyway, and we are not direct relatives."

Barry Thomas panicked, "Shut up!"

He was so loud Although the cadres all shut up with this sound, it was obvious that everyone's expressions were very unconvinced.

The 12th Cavalry Regiment belongs to the army of the old Mexican era, and Barry Thomas is also a veteran regiment leader. After Popovich came to power, he vigorously supported his own people. It was embarrassing for him to be an old man.

This is one of the reasons why the chief of staff pulled him and asked him to protect the troops. Without these subordinates, Popovich would be in trouble.

"Go, go, go to the army!"

Barry Thomas waved, and all the cadres left, leaving only the chief of staff. He hesitated and lowered his voice, "Brothers are right."

The other party suddenly looked over, he shrank his neck, but straightened up again, "Although you don't let me say it, I still have to say it, do you think Popovich can beat Victor?" 
Barry Thomas was silent.

"No matter how good a drug dealer is, he is still a drug dealer! We are a regular army, an army that protects the people. Look what has become now. Drug abuse is everywhere. Only the northern government can save Mexico!"

"It's better for us to surrender early than to be captured!"

"You don't want your name to be written in the Mexican drug traffickers' list after Victor's victory, right?"

These words made Barry Thomas Feeling a little stunned, he opened his mouth, "But... we also killed a lot of their soldiers."

"There is no way the two sides are fighting. Victor has great ambitions and amazing capacity. He will definitely forgive us. However, we also need to get a certificate of surrender." The chief of staff was like a dog-headed strategist advising from the side.

“What is the name certificate?”

"Can't we just kill the 600 Spaniards and kill them?"

Barry Thomas hesitated, and he frowned in embarrassment.

"Commander, stop thinking about it. If the 61st Brigade is destroyed and the 4th Division is free to attack Nuevo Leona, who do you think will be unlucky first? We are the closest troops!"

The other party trembled when he said this.

"Then you contact the Northern Army and say that I am willing to surrender and ask them what they mean."

"Don't worry, I will definitely sell us at a good price!"

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(End of this chapter)