Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 494 Become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!
A military camp outside Mexico City, in a canyon.

Very mysterious...

Most people don’t know.

But outsiders often heard gunshots here, and as soon as they got close, they were discovered and dispersed by the sentries. As a result, there were rumors outside that there was a mysterious army here who could do anything.

They also eat people's hearts and often drag drug dealers in to practice shooting.

Three people make a tiger, so many versions of the "story" have come out.

In fact, this is the barracks of the 23rd Company of the Air Force Special Forces.

The Army's 141st Special Forces became famous for its infiltration capabilities and beheadings behind enemy lines, and also had a resounding reputation in the world's military, which made Air Force General Zolf Sherman very jealous.

So in August 1991, the Air Force Special Forces was formed.

23rd Company!

Nickname: "North American Excalibur!"

The instructor was recruited from Alpha...

When the Soviet Union collapsed, Mexico was really aggressive and almost all of the Alphas and Signal Flags were moved here.

During the internal digestion process, the Air Force used its strong financial resources to attract many capable people.

What is there to say?

The army is rustic, the navy is foreign, and the air force is awesome and can fly!
The navy changed its ships, the air force changed its planes, and the army... changed its clothes.

Money makes things easier...

It’s been almost a year from August to May now, and it’s time to get out and practice.

The Air Force Headquarters called the military camp and directly issued Victor's order.

The entire camp was immediately on alert...

Dengdengdengdeng~
Quick and chaotic footsteps sounded on the stairs. The soldiers quickly put on their combat uniforms, put on their weapons, and slid down from a vertical pillar in the middle of the corridor. Their movements were sharp and graceful.

Colonel James Waters, captain of the 23rd Company, wore a black mask with his eyes exposed and a helmet with a built-in intercom. He had a large frame and was nearly 190cm tall. He looked... very intimidating.

He looked at the assembled team below.

There are 212 people in the company, all of them are officers, and the lowest rank is lieutenant. It can be seen how much effort the Air Force Headquarters has put into building this unit, and the welfare benefits are different.

"Comrades!"

With a snap, everyone's legs came together, making a crisp sound.

"It's time for the country and the people to need us!"

"Headquarters ordered our troops to raid Cancun and set up a safe zone in the ambassadorial area. Given the disparity in numbers between the enemy and us, we must fulfill our oath."

"Tobie Ojczyzno! (Fight for the Motherland!)" the people below shouted loudly.

James Watt's expression was grim. "Let's go!"

212 people will board three Hercules to airdrop over Cancun, but helicopters are not practical because Mexico is more than 3 kilometers away.

In order to quickly open up the situation, more than 141 people from 300 and nearly 600 elite soldiers were involved in the mission. It couldn't be said to be foolproof, but at least the success rate was high.

There is never a 100% chance of winning a war.

Only one percent of the brave ones!
Boom boom boom~
The roar of the Hercules' engine was deafening.

The ground crew below saluted the plane.

Watching the brave man step onto the battlefield.

...

Cancun…

The city was filled with smoke and fire...

The church with more than 200 years of history was also burned down.

In the "Morro de Palanca District", there is the famous "Journalist Zone", where many international news media have set up offices.

BBC, The Guardian, CNN, CBS, etc.

During the administration of Arturo de Sena, he sent soldiers to guard here because it controlled "public opinion" to prevent... being disturbed.

But now, with Cancun in chaos, the battle results on the front line not ideal, and the boss running away, the soldiers who had long been unable to restrain themselves suddenly turned into "beasts".

They had been eyeing some female reporters with big butts, and they rushed in and started to beat them up!
Screams and cries of despair also filled the place.

But also…

Some people even risked their lives to live stream this.

The two Brazilian male reporters ran quickly, found a safe place, and called their leader.

But who knew that the Japanese boss actually asked them to broadcast live...

"Fuck you, I want to live! You're asking us to die!" the cameraman refused.

The other person was also very resistant.

"One hundred thousand US dollars, Brin and Maximilian, as long as you two continue the live broadcast, I will give you a reward of one hundred thousand US dollars!" The Japanese boss' eyes were red, what he wanted now was the ratings.

After hearing this, the two Brazilian reporters' breathing became a little disordered and they looked at each other, feeling a little conflicted.

"20 yuan bonus!"

"No problem." The Japanese boss responded.

Anyway, it still needs approval whether it is granted or not, right?

Just find an excuse and give a few thousand dollars.

The Japanese have never had credibility.

"Don't worry, I will contact the Brazilian government to rescue you, but now you have to broadcast the live footage of the scene. I won't lie to you, so hurry up."

At the urging of their boss and driven by money, the two men pointed the camera at the window and live-broadcasted the scenes below.

Money can always overcome fear.

A TV station in Sao Paulo, Brazil was broadcasting the news, but people suddenly noticed that the picture had changed...

There were raging fires and gunshots everywhere, and you could even see fully armed gunmen firing at the building.

And the narration pops up just in time, "Drug dealers and gangs in Cancun, Mexico are slaughtering local residents!"

"Ah, help, help!"

Two militants dragged a white woman out of the building, pulling her hair. She was screaming and her body was covered in blood.

They dragged her to a clearing...

Then, he started to violate her!

Everyone who was watching TV was looking at this scene in horror.

Is Mexico a country or a hell?!
This scene quickly fermented through live broadcast.

In another villa area, the sky gradually darkened.

"Hurry up! Hurry up, stop packing your things. What the hell are you doing holding that suitcase?"

Enderrick Vinicius yelled angrily at his "little wife"!

Hearing his words, the other party became a little nervous and hugged the box tighter, looking reluctant to let it go. Needless to say, he knew what was inside!
It must be his own hidden treasure trove.

Just as Endrick was about to continue speaking, he heard a sudden gunshot. His face suddenly turned ugly. Sure enough, he saw bodyguards rushing in.

"Sir, there are armed men coming."

He lived in the "senior officials' area" of the southern government. The people who lived here were either rich or noble. When it was safe, they had unlimited power, but when the order was disrupted...

The streets of heaven trampled all the bones of the prince, and the inner treasury was burnt to ashes!
Violent people are looking for trouble with these "gentlemen"!

"Let's go, retreat to the back door. Those of you who can't bear to leave the jewels can just wait to die here." He turned around and left decisively.

The most important thing is to stay alive.

Damn Arturo DeSenna, he will die sooner or later! He didn't even call me when he was trying to escape.

Seeing him running away, the young wife who was still holding the box panicked. She gritted her teeth and threw the box away. Dozens of gold rings and thumb-sized jadeite fell out of it...

So rich!
"Wait for me!"

Endrick got into a bulletproof car and rushed to the nearby airport under the protection of bodyguards. There was a private plane there and he would go to Guatemala first.

Not long after he left, a group of gangsters broke into his villa.

When you see gold on the ground...

They looked at each other and then started scrambling for the things.

"Go away, it's mine!"

"I told you to let go, you bastard, my gold!"

Gang members are relatively poor, and there is a chain of contempt for those who are involved in gangs. They just collect protection fees for a long time, and occasionally extort, blackmail and kidnap. They all rely on "sponsorship from others". How can they make money quickly as compared to drug trafficking?
When I saw gold, my eyes turned red.

In the end, it turned into a fight, a dispute, and... a gunfight.

Endrick sat in the car, looking at his watch with a frown on his face. "Hurry up, hurry up, step on the gas."

Ta-ta-ta…ta-ta-ta-ta-ta…

When passing a street, the sound of gunfire became louder and louder, and then dozens of people were seen running out in panic from the corner. Under the light of the car, you could see confusion and despair on many people's faces.

"Don't stop, crash into him!"

Endrick yelled, grabbing the driver's shoulders hard.

The other party gritted his teeth and without slowing down, the Toyota SUV crashed into the crowd, knocking down more than a dozen people and running over them.

The car body trembles...

There were wailings everywhere.

Endrick looked out the rear window sharply and saw the horrible sight on the ground. He swallowed.

"Don't blame me, don't blame me, I want to live!"

After driving for 20 minutes, the convoy finally arrived at his private airport. He had long used his power to seek personal gain, and these few games were just to allow him to escape quickly when an emergency occurred.

Drug dealers who manage to get ahead always have some ways to escape.

When the car stopped, he pushed open the door and rushed down, running onto the Bombardier Challenger 604 that had been prepared long ago. Because of his special hobby, his name was sprayed on the fuselage: Enderik Vinicius.

"Take off!"

The plane started sprinting on the runway and quickly took off. Looking at the tall buildings that were slowly getting smaller, Endrick breathed a sigh of relief. The flesh on his face was a little stiff. He said to his children and four wives who had been frightened for a long time, "It's okay. Everything will be fine once we're in the sky."

Bang~
The plane shook and there were more exclamations.

"Sorry sir, we encountered turbulence." The crew member said hurriedly.

"damn it!"

Enderrick Vinicius cursed.

"Mom, what is that?"

Suddenly, the youngest child in his arms pointed out the window and said.

Several adults looked over in confusion, and saw a fighter plane appear in the clouds in the dark night outside? ! !

A 15E Strike Eagle fighter!
The grey outer layer is painted with a skull, but with lipstick on it, giving it a seductive beauty.

"Hold!"

"The Mexican Second Squadron's military aircraft." A bodyguard saw the familiar logo and blurted out a mouthful of swear words.

Mainly because it's too familiar.

It's simply "notorious".

It could be seen clearly on the face of the pilot of the two-seater opposite.

Woo~!

The Strike Eagle fighter rolled over the Bombardier Challenger 604 and landed on the other side.

"Sir, the other party asked us to land at the nearest airport." The co-pilot ran out in a hurry, his face looking a little ugly.

"ignore him!"

"We finally got out, how can we land? Speed ​​up and rush into Guatemala and ask the local government for support. Yes, I have money, ask them to send the air force to help me!"

Enderrick Vinicius has lost his mind.

Stop and get arrested?

That beast Victor will make your life worse than death.

The fighter pilot of the second squadron was ordered to close the airspace over Cancun, and he really caught a big fish. The name painted on the plane was too eye-catching, and it was impossible not to know it. After confirming with the tower on the ground, they knew who it was.

Seeing that the other party was not obedient and was speeding away, he reported to the ground.

The order was: "Shoot it down!"

Weapon system activated!
Aim locked!

Open fire!
The AIM-7 Sparrow missile fired at the passenger plane.

Endrick, who had been watching, looked at the missile flying towards him, his pupils shrank, "No!!!!"

BANG!!!!

beng!!!!
The Bombardier Challenger 604 was about to fly into Belize when it exploded over Quintana Roo, Mexico, turning into a fireball and smashing down towards the mountains on the ground. The huge vibration shattered all the glass within a radius of 5 kilometers!

Even as it fell, the sound and heat light produced were seen by many people below.

"What a huge fireball."

Chetumal, Belize.

Ye Zhenli, who was being looked for all over the world, stood on the balcony of the villa, looking at the fireball falling from the sky. The brothers next to him couldn't help but speak.

But his expression was a little stiff, "That was a plane, it was shot down."

"what?"

Cousin Ye Jinghua was shocked when he heard his words, "Plane? Shot down? Who is so bold!?"

"Look, that's a fighter jet." Ye Zhenli pointed at the F15E flying low in the distance, his eyes darkened, "The Southern Government Alliance doesn't have any fighter jets, it must be from the government army. There must be an important person in the downed plane."

"Get ready and retreat. Something must be wrong with the Southern Alliance. We can't stay here any longer."

Although Belize is also a country, many people ignore it. Ye Zhenli just wants to hide the dark side under the lamp, but once the Southern Confederation collapses and Mexico is unified, his business will definitely be affected.

"Keep running. If you keep running you'll end up at the Pacific Ocean." Ye Jinghua muttered.

"So you keep it? Wait for them to come to you? Then take you to Mexico City and torture you? That's what Victor loves to do the most."

Ye Zhenli glanced at him with an unfriendly tone.

Upon hearing this, the other party shook his head and laughed awkwardly, "Retreat, damn, we don't know what Victor ate, but we must kill him all. At most, we can just pay taxes and make money together, isn't that good!"

"But where are we going now?"

Ye Zhenli's head was thinking hard, Colombia? No, no, the local tyrants there are too fierce, and Pablo is very rampant!
The government forces were suppressed and beaten.

"Let's go to Suriname. It's close to Brazil and far from Mexico. We can also get a president there. Now we need to build high walls, store up food, and slowly claim the throne. Next to us is Brazil, the largest drug distribution center in South America. We can definitely develop."

Ye Jinghua's face tightened.

Surinam?
I've never heard of that place!

But he also knew that what Ye Zhenli had decided could not be changed. However, facts also proved that he had relied on his intuition and keen sense of the situation to lead his brothers to escape death several times. He originally developed in the mountains, but he saw that the Mexican government army was too fierce and could not defeat them in guerrilla warfare. He decisively split up into small groups, some went to the United States, some came to Belize, and some went to Germany...

When necessary, open up sales channels.

Be bigger and stronger and create greater glory!
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(End of this chapter)