Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 502 The world always flatters the strong and demands morality from the weak!
"Can you push me out?"

Yassin looked at Jason Bourne, the "Mexican Middle East Envoy," and smiled.

The latter nodded hurriedly, grasped the back of the wheelchair with both hands, and pushed him out of this "modified" tunnel.

Mossad was looking for him and wanted him assassinated, so Yassin had to hide everywhere.

He raised his head with great effort, his wrinkled face slightly twitched, his cloudy eyes were filled with intense fatigue. This almost seventy-year-old man... was really tired.

"I've never seen the moon in my hometown. It should be the same as the one I saw in the ruins, right?"

"Can we return to our capital?"

Jason Bourne didn't know how to answer.

Because it's impossible!
Europe doesn't allow it, the United States doesn't allow it, and the most important thing is the United States. As soon as he glares, as long as he lifts his butt, the Middle Eastern bully will quickly stick out his tongue. What for? Licking butts.

America cannot lose the Middle East, just like...

Indians cannot lose the Ganges, otherwise how will they bathe?

Yasin didn't receive a reply from behind him. He actually understood it. He was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud. "Even if the ending is destined to fail, there will always be fools who try the process. I'm not willing to accept it, I'm not willing to accept it!!"

Jason Bourne immediately put his hand on his shoulder.

"Sir, if justice is missing, it's because Mexico hasn't come. I will propose to the general that we give more support to Palestine and... help you enter the United Nations!"

The "Organization for the Reform of Human Progress" is very important, but he does not think it can be compared with the United Nations.

after all…

You can't pee and poop in your own home. The United Nations is just such a "spittoon". NATO, the UN and even the EU that is being planned now are actually "your own backyard".

Upon hearing this, Yasin tried hard to turn his head away, but his physical disability made it difficult for him. His voice was shaking, "The Americans...the Americans will not allow this."

Jason Bourne smiled, looked into the distance, and said quietly, "Who would reason with a madman?"

This made the other party startled, and then he started laughing, the sound getting louder and louder...

"It turns out that the United States is also afraid of crazy people."

"Too close, too close..."

He muttered to himself, as if he was talking about the United States and Mexico, or about Israel and Palestine.

"First... sir!"

Just as the two were looking at the moon quietly, someone approached quickly from behind. Jason Bourne turned his head and saw that it was the intelligence officer he brought with him.

"The border region is ready!"

Jason Bourne nodded and glanced at Yasin, who stared at him, "It's time to express our dissatisfaction to them!"

"Operation Al-Aqsa Flood!"

"start!"

……

1992年，6月9日，中东时间晚上10点30分，美国时间下午3点30分！
The "Carmarthen Military Base" is located on the west bank of the river, where the headquarters of the 162rd Infantry Brigade of the 933nd Armored Division is located.

Brigade Commander Colonel Anselmo Kelly is holding a "big event". This statement came from Masao Takagi. A one-on-one event is a small event, that is, sleeping with the emperor, and a group of people is a big event!

It is commonly known as...YP.

Dynamic music mixed with the men's revelry. Colonel Anselmo Kelly, who was drunk, took off his military uniform and twisted his body in excitement. There were also women... crying.

His favorite thing is to send troops into the "Green Zone" to arrest some young girls.

The crime...

Still hard to find?

With the support of America’s father, who can’t be bullied?

Except Mexico, of course…

Victor's henchmen even shouted that World War II was an unfinished project, which shows how "dirty" they are in the hearts of Israelis!

Well, the last person who was this annoying was Jesus.

And those who are arrested... will be toyed with, to the point of life and death?
Does anyone care?

The world itself is the greatest injustice, and humans are cannibals.

Colonel Anselmo Kelly also found a reason for himself: fire at the enemy!
And in the midst of the extravagance and chaos, you can see someone taking drugs... on the table?!

That’s right, it’s drug taking. Those tools look so familiar.

However, it is not surprising that 27% of Israelis take drugs.

As for violating faith?
nonexistent!

Perhaps, within a few decades, we will have no choice but to trust Hong Xiuquan.

We are "Team Members"!
Colonel Anselmo Kelly had drunk a lot of alcohol, and in a daze, he heard gunshots?!

But he didn't care at all, thinking it was just someone's... training late at night.

But gradually...

The gunfire became louder and louder.

This completely ruined his mood. He cursed, "Son of a bitch!" and then walked out of the room shirtless with a fierce momentum...

My pupils trembled when I saw the scene in front of me.

because…

Its daybreak!
shhhhhh! ! !
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!!
The sky is full of fucking rockets!
"General! The enemy..."

"Tu tu tu tu..."

At this moment, a wailing sound evaporated the alcohol in Colonel Anselmo Kelly, and he saw four or five men in black uniforms helping the green kufier in the distance.

“Ha…ha ...

Before he could finish his sentence, the man on the opposite side saw him, raised his gun, and fired a volley of bullets at him!

Chu Chu Chu!
Colonel Anselmo Kelly was beaten to a pulp, his eyes wide open, his body collapsed, he fell to his knees, then fell forward, blood oozing from his body.

The dead...can’t die anymore.

This group of people rushed in and slaughtered the other officers who were still wavering.

The sound of gunfire and screams continued.

The situation in other places is not good either.

Thousands of rockets rushed towards the border area with a whoosh and noise.

The explosions that came one after another instantly buried Israel!

And on a beach.

There's a music party going on here...

A group of young people.

The sudden explosion and bright light instantly lit up half of the starry sky.

"OMG! OMG!"

A blonde girl covered her mouth and screamed as she watched the flames caused by the explosion in the distance.

"what is that!"

A man in shorts next to him pointed to the distance and suddenly shouted, squinting his eyes, "Soldiers, run!"

He dragged his girlfriend towards the car in fear.

Panic and screams overshadowed the beauty of the music evening...

However, some children in the war zone have never seen a party.

Dense swarms of soldiers flew low into the border city in the sky.

The little kid grew up, and they returned to their hometown like dandelions...

"Mom, I'm home!"

As soon as their feet touched the ground, the warriors rushed towards the enemy that had existed for hundreds of years, weapons in hand.

What shame and fear are there in your eyes?

"Come on!"

Someone raised his arms and shouted.

"For dignity, for country, for family!"

"Victory belongs to self-improvement!"

Why did those bandits break into my home, take over my land, kill my family, and then turn around and tell me that they are the indigenous people here?

then…

The world stands on a high ground to condemn my "atrocities"?
"My father, my children, my wife, everything about me has long since become a memory in their atrocities. So...what qualifications do you have to accuse me of being violent?"

If you can't relate, just shut up.

"If the war is won, what do you want to do?"

"I think…"

"I miss my mother."

"What if you can never come back?" "Then... just go and never come back."

"Victory belongs to us! Victory belongs to mankind!"

……

Because the Middle East is a powder keg.

Especially the two feuds.

As soon as this happened, the American Eagles and some big countries knew about it.

After all, it’s still daylight in America.

Clinton immediately called old Donald to the White House for an internal meeting.

"The war... is going to expand." The President looked at the old defense minister opposite him and frowned, "The entire Middle East will be involved."

If outsiders saw his expression, they would think he was such a compassionate "good leader".

But Donald just looked at him, without any respect in his tone, and said calmly, "Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"You let the Defense Secret Operations Agency deliberately blow up the Western Wall and then put the blame on the Palestinians, just to burn the Middle East, and then..."

"Is it convenient to sell weapons and cooperate with Wall Street to make war profits?"

This is easy to understand. If you knew in advance that there would be a war in the Middle East, would you buy oil futures?

It must be, right?
A large amount of money came into Wall Street, and then, as oil prices rose, money continued to flow into the United States. What is this called? This is called a war dividend.

When Clinton heard this, his left cheek twitched. He didn't know how his "little thoughts" would be known to him!
Does Donald have someone in the Defense Covert Operations Agency?

"You don't need to know how I know this. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

But Clinton was furious at the other party's words. He slammed the table hard and said, "I am doing this for America! For America to be great. Am I wrong? I am not wrong!"

"The world itself is a cannibalistic society. If we are a step slower, do you think we still have a chance to rise? Impossible! A dead Soviet Union is good for the whole world, and a dead America is even better for the world!"

Old Donald looked at him with a sneer.

You treat it as my first time on duty.

You are pretending to be a nixie.

It would be weird if you didn't put any money in it.

"I will ask the United Nations to classify the resistance organizations as terrorist organizations. They should be killed. What right do the weak have to fight back against the strong?"

Clinton waved his hand, a little impatiently, "You just need to get the troops ready."

"I will not sign the order to send troops."

The other person's eyes widened suddenly, "I am the president."

"Then remove me from my position."

The old defense minister glared at him, and finally looked at him with disdain, "What does a drug addict know about national affairs!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Blasted!

Completely exploded!

Have you ever seen how hot a person can get?
Clinton's head was filled with blood. He opened the drawer and found a Glock 17 pistol inside, which was used exclusively by the Secret Service.

He pulled the bolt, raised his hand, and fired!
Bang bang bang! !

"Kill you! Kill you all! Why are you all against me? Can't you just listen to my orders quietly?!"

Clinton gritted his teeth, and the embarrassing scene of himself reappeared in his mind. He was "betrayed" by the "best" "chief of staff" Angel Ureña, who actually exposed many of his scandals, which made him very passive!
Even Parliament was hunting him down.

Can't you just die peacefully?

Why must we rely on Victor!!!
and also…

And Miller, his own bodyguard, actually abandoned him and went to Mexico.

how?

Is Victor your dad?!

Long-term stress and the aftereffects of drug abuse turned him into a "North American Gaoyang" and he actually shot the Defense Minister in his office!
This is the fourth-ranking official in the US government.

Donald covered his wound, his eyes filled with shock, and staggered out.

And outside...

The office staff and secret service personnel, who had heard the gunshots a long time ago, rushed over here and just saw Donald running out of the office.

Covering the wound...

Clinton came out from behind to chase him.

Bang bang bang!
Three more shots.

This time...

Even Jesus couldn't bear it.

Donald Henry Rumsfeld dropped dead!

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement...

Can't believe it!

"Hahahaha, I'm the king, I'm the king, I'm the king of America!!!" Clinton raised his hands and shouted loudly, looking like a lunatic.

Thump thump thump…

Rapid footsteps.

Secretary of State Christopher Hatton happened to be working next door. He thought something had happened to the president. After all, when he ran out and saw the scene in front of him, his brain CPU was stunned.

Seeing Clinton about to put the gun into his mouth, he shuddered, "Quick! Hold him down!"

The Secret Service members also reacted and rushed over, snatched the gun and pinned him down.

"Hahaha, I'm the king, I'm the king!"

Christopher Hatton looked down at the mad Clinton, then glanced at Donald, his pupils shrank, "Call a doctor!"

The Secret Service blocked the entire White House and tourists were driven out.

Some union workers working on the ground floor heard footsteps everywhere, but when they wanted to leave the office, they were ordered to stay inside.

"Did something happen?" A black intern asked his companion in a low voice, "When I came out of the restroom just now, I saw a doctor running upstairs in a hurry. Something must have happened upstairs."

Seeing that he sounded a little excited, his companions looked at him in confusion.

“Ahem, no, I have to go ask who fell down and what happened.” The black man shook his head, looking gossipy.

The doctor rushed upstairs, and seeing Donald's miserable condition, he trembled and shook his head, "There's no need to save him..."

"Help! I said help!!"

Christopher Hatton yelled, "He can't die here, do you understand?"

He's a little crazy too...

Damn, Clinton you bastard!

Do you realize how big of an impact this will have?

you…

If you want to die, why are you bringing me along?!

White House shoots defense secretary...

Only some African countries can do it.

The doctor met the Secretary of State's eyes and immediately understood. He swallowed and said, "It is still possible to save him... It is still possible to save him."

Christopher Hatton was silent.

"Send him to the hospital, and don't tell anyone about this!"

There is so much room for maneuver between dying in the hospital and dying at the scene.

But Clinton will definitely be dealt with.

There are so many people who want to be president, it's impossible to allow a psychopath to come.

"Psycho?" He suddenly looked at Clinton who was handcuffed to a chair. The other party just raised his head with saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Look at him...

"Hey, hey, I'm the King of America!"

Christopher Hatton looked at him deeply.

I don't know if he is real or fake?
But he knows...

Victor from Mexico will definitely have something to say.

That's Donald's grandson-in-law!

It’s a turbulent time…it’s really a turbulent time.

……

(End of this chapter)