Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 549: Use the tiger's skin to do big things!
What is the most powerful weapon in war?
Some might say that it was the second largest explosion of all known events in the world.
It is true that when the Tsar got angry, Europe moved.

But he has a flaw.

The Tsar Bomba was ultimately too powerful to be used for any practical military purpose, both in terms of delivery systems and in terms of finding targets worthy of use!
You can't use it to shoot down airplanes. The mushroom cloud produced by the explosion is as high as 64 kilometers. That's kilometers!

64000 meters, a normal car will take one hour to drive. (You are racing and I didn’t say anything).

Equivalent to the height of eight Mount Everests, the heat wave can sweep 8 kilometers, and the shock wave can be felt 51 kilometers away.

Even “Adou K” is not that powerful.

This level of destructive power would not only destroy enemy targets, but also cause serious damage to the enemy itself, and could even trigger a global environmental disaster...

President, you don't want your Mexico to become a desert, do you?
So this thing doesn't mean much to countries with nuclear weapons.

Moreover, the war mode is changing all the time, and we cannot have a fixed mindset, otherwise it will be like Wu Zetian shooting down an airplane - shooting in vain.

Of course the most important thing is Victor - poor!

There are only less than 2 billion points left.

The "Yellowstone Park Explosion" caused by drones killed many Americans. It was indeed a wave of wealth, but it was all spent.

Nope—

The blueprints of the F22 are available, but many of the advanced technologies require points to be redeemed, including stealth technology, advanced materials, thrust vectoring engines, integrated avionics, and wind tunnel systems!
Otherwise, do you think you can build an F22 with just a blueprint?
Even agricultural development requires experimental products, as the capital is running out...

The Air Force wants to deploy new fighter jets, the Navy wants new ships and defense systems, and the Army wants new...leather shoes. It's not easy for him to be in charge.

My fingers have turned yellow from smoking.

He was still scanning the exchange board with a frown, thinking about how to provide the troops with timely combat power, when he heard the phone on the table ringing.

"Hey."

"Boss!" It was Casare who spoke opposite, his tone trembling and a little awkward.

"what happened?"

"Something happened in Belize. The British Governor and his family fell off a helicopter while they were sightseeing on the Belize River. Two adults, three children, a bodyguard and the driver were all killed."

Victor paused and was quiet for a moment, "Did we do this?"

Casare was suddenly embarrassed.

Are our intelligence agencies so despicable?
But on second thought, my reputation isn’t that good anyway.

Some people in China have labeled Mexico’s three major intelligence departments online: Mexican Counterintelligence Bureau (East Factory), Mexican Information Bureau (West Factory), and Thirteen Guards of the Internal Affairs Bureau (Jinyiwei)!
The Five Eyes Alliance hates them to death.

"No, the cause of the crash has not been found yet, but Belize is already in chaos. A drug trafficking organization called the Knights Templar that ran over from the southern drug trafficking government has started to cause trouble. The leader is Pablo Acosta Villar, nicknamed "The Wolf of Ojinaga", who has a good relationship with Juarez and gathered a group of people to attack the Belmopan National Government. The local British garrison and Belizean soldiers exchanged fire with them, and seven British soldiers... were captured."

What a familiar road.

Back then, a Kuomintang group fled to Burma and settled there, attempting a counterattack. They used drugs to defeat the local garrison, leaving them helpless and crushing the situation.

"The southern government has been wiped out, but its remnants are still stirring up trouble. Let Erich Falkenhayn send an army to quell the rebellion. We will never allow drug dealers to revive under our noses."

Boss...

There are no media here, do we need to be so official when we talk?

I think you are just attracted by Belize’s geographical location!
“I’m afraid the UK will have objections.”

"Then let him submit his opinion through the formal procedures. The British army is incompetent and was captured. Pah!"

Casare could hear the smile in the boss's tone, "I understand. I will call Erich Falkenhayn immediately."

“Of course, the flag must be clear. We need to tell Belizeans that we are here to fight drug dealers, and we are definitely not here to seek land hegemony.”

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Victor was so excited that he walked to the map and put his palm on the small piece of Belize.

Connected!
Belize has a population of only over 400,000 people. I will immigrate there from Mexico and set up the "Belize People's Governance Association" there. I will support local people as the president and appoint Mexicans to important positions. It won't take much...

It has to be Mexican Belize, and of course there must be garrisons.

It is also possible to enable Victor's "Civilization Plan" there.

Restore the use of Mexico's original writing and language!

It’s very uncomfortable to use Spanish all the time, and most importantly, Mexico’s traditional culture is slowly disappearing under this erosion…

Even if Victor defeated Spain militarily, he would not feel any sense of accomplishment.

The other person said, "You are my son, and you are saying what I said." I felt very upset.

So, when Victor was governor of Tijuana, he began to cultivate "Ayapaneco," the language used in Mexico before Columbus's bastard discovered the Americas.

But there are only about 1600 people still using it nationwide.

After the Spanish colonization, they required all children born to speak Spanish.

The greatest weapon to defeat a civilization has never been guns and ammunition, but to destroy its language and break its writing.

After moving into the National Palace, he vigorously promoted the inclusion of "Ayapaneco" as a compulsory course in primary and secondary schools, and also held language competitions every year to allow the whole society to participate.

Of course you know it's difficult to completely abandon Spanish, but if you don't try, you will never succeed.

No?
How many years has Mandarin been promoted?
Nearly seventy years!

There are still many people who cannot speak it. Language promotion cannot be achieved overnight.

If Victor doesn't do it now, a hundred years later, the people who come after him won't have the courage to do so.

He would take fifty, a hundred, or even two hundred years to reshape Mexican civilization.

Victor's eyes sparkled as he tapped twice on the map of the United States.

"What a fertile land."

……

Erich Falkenhayn in the Southern Theater was stunned when he received the news that troops were being sent into Belize.

After repeated confirmation, the combat order was immediately issued.

More than 0 officers and soldiers of the 4000th Regiment of the th Division of the th Army stationed in Quintana Roo above Belize moved directly south from Quintana Roo.

Don't underestimate it. It's just one group.

There were more than 120 vehicles of various types, stretching endlessly. The front ends of the vehicles had reached Belize, but the rear ends were still in Mexico.

Belize and Mexico are connected by a road, but there are checkpoints on both sides.

Belize's army cannot be called a regular army, but rather a stabilization force. It consists of about 1500 people, two infantry battalions equipped with weapons such as M4 or M16, and eight reconnaissance vehicles obtained from the United States.

Captain George Cardell Price and three of his comrades hid in the sentry post, enjoying the air conditioning...

It's cold outside!

Especially at night, the wind feels like a knife on your face.

"Sergeant, I heard someone in the capital has rebelled. Is it a big deal?" a corporal asked worriedly, "My parents are still there. I couldn't get through on the phone."

Captain George Cardell Price frowned, "They are just the remnants of the defeated army retreating from Mexico. What kind of combat effectiveness do they have..."

"But I heard that half of the capital was gone." Another lieutenant said in a muffled voice, his eyes dark, "A company of British troops was defeated after a direct battle."

The corporal was a little panicked, "Sergeant, can I ask for a leave? I want to go back and take a look."

George Cardell Price's face darkened and he scolded, "Don't let your imagination run wild. The situation is still under control. I assure you."

With his assurance and comfort, the corporal sat down, but his eyes still revealed confusion.

"Huh? I seemed to hear a car." The lieutenant suddenly spoke, frowned, picked up the gun beside him and walked outside.

George Cardell Price didn't care, but suddenly he heard a shout, "Come out! Something's wrong!"

The people in the room looked at each other, jumped up, picked up their weapons and ran out.

I saw a headlight appear on the road, shining over, and I could see a long line of people following behind it...

"Show the lights and tell them to stop."

The comrade quickly picked up the searchlight next to him and waved it twice towards the distance, signaling to stop the car.

But the other party ignored you and instead the leading car accelerated and rushed over.

"Bang bang bang..."

Gunshots cut through the darkness.

Captain George Cardell Price grabbed the private who fired the shot and yelled, "Who told you to shoot!"

The convoy over there saw someone firing and immediately fought back. The M2 Bushmaster chain gun on the M242 infantry fighting vehicle began to roar...

Your little rifle is no good, look at my big one.

Woo-woo-woo—thump-thump-thump-thump-thump!
The muzzle of the gun was glowing white, very bright in the dark night, and a round passed.

The sentry box was swept away, and the soldier standing on the road was killed instantly without even a last word.

The convoy continued southward, crossing the important border town of Chetumal and arriving directly at the capital, Belmopan.

It's called a heavy city, but in fact, there are less than 9000 people...

The capital has a population of only 7800.

The convoy arrived at Belmopan at two in the morning after a forced march and was thrown directly into battle.

9辆新下发的VN-22B 105毫米6x6火力支援装甲车朝着天空发射照明弹。

The whole city suddenly became as bright as day.

A huge wave of soldiers rushed into Belmopan.

George Catlett Marshall was breathing rapidly. He held the rank of second lieutenant and his young face was slightly flushed. Anyone who had been to the battlefield knew that this was due to the surge of adrenaline.

He was originally a child from the slums of Morelia, and was recommended by Captain Paul Emil, who was cleaning up drug dealers at the time, to study at the military academy. (Chapter 350).

I was actually quite old at that time, but I just looked thin.

After studying in school for more than two years, he was assigned to the 358th Regiment as a second lieutenant acting platoon leader. Although he looks young, he is very ruthless.

When he first joined the army, several veterans and non-commissioned officers wanted to weigh him up. After he defeated three people by himself in free fighting, the doubts disappeared. The army is a place where fists are everything.

He was very thin at that time, but after spending so much time in the military academy and getting enough nutrition every day, his height suddenly grew to 180cm. In addition, he was born in a slum and was very tough on himself. While others trained for five hours, he trained for ten hours. He was so tired that he urinated blood several times.

He ran very fast with a platoon under his command and was at the front. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a dozen "unknown armed" men running out of a shopping mall.

With a gun in hand!
On the battlefield, who has the time to ask who you are?

George Catlett Marshall held the MK-48 light machine gun and fired forward.

Puff puff-

The bullet passed through the body and hit the concrete wall behind.

Before he could even react, he was killed.

The soldier behind him quickly moved over, and was stunned when he saw the corpse clearly on the ground.

"The platoon leader is a British guy!"

George Catlett Marshall was stunned, walked over to take a look, and hey, it was true, wearing combat uniform No. 8 with the insignia of the Royal Light Horse Regiment on the chest.

"Damn it, they hit the wrong guy." The deputy platoon leader cursed behind him, his eyes rolling, "Platoon leader, do you want to take off their clothes and change into the drug dealers' clothes?"

Traditional virtues cannot be lost.

"No, it's a waste of time. We have people above us. We need to expand our victory now. Where is the capital's city hall?"

"Just a few hundred meters ahead."

"Charge!" A group of young men rushed forward, but were blocked at a bell tower. The people inside took advantage of a 30-centimeter-long and 30-centimeter-wide opening to fire from above, blocking the entrance to the street.

You can tell from the sound that it is the British L86A1 5.56mm light machine gun.

It is the L2A86 in "Modern Warfare 1". This gun only appears in Makarov's villa and is fed by a drum magazine.

But the performance...

"Shame!" of the British Empire, a very useless weapon.

Brothers and sisters, remember this gun, don't pick it up when you go to the battlefield. It is rubbish and often breaks down.

Sure enough, when the British soldiers on the bell tower fired at the second drum, they heard a "click"

It's stuck!
"fake!"

"Repair it quickly, quickly! Where's the rifle? Don't stop the rifle." A second-class warrant officer with a crown badge and wreath on his lower sleeve shouted.

From his insignia, we can tell that he belongs to the 9th or 12th Royal Lancers, which is an elite unit.

Only they can be equipped with garlands.

This second-class warrant officer should be the highest military officer of the British Army in Belize.

He was now pale.

George Catlett Marshall, hiding in a corner below, felt the fire slow down.

It became clear instantly.

"Bazooka! Bazooka!"

Behind him, a corporal carrying an M72 LAW rocket launcher rushed out, but as soon as he appeared, several bullets came out from nowhere and knocked him down.

The fatal wound was at the neck...

He sacrificed himself immediately!

"Brooke!"

George Catlett Marshall's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth. He remembered that the other party was an orphan who was involved in street fights and had no hot meals. After the victory of the war on drugs, the other party was arranged to work in a factory and orphan subsidies were applied for him. People are all made of compassion. Under the care, he changed a lot, became cheerful, and even got a girlfriend.

After adulthood, he resolutely chose to join the army.

He died on the battlefield in his first battle.

"Fuck your grandma!"

George Catlett Marshall got so angry that he ran out, and the deputy company commander shouted, "Suppressive fire!"

Just scan the entrance of the bell tower above.

The company commander picked up the M72 LAW rocket launcher on the ground and stood there, with the three points in a straight line, when he suddenly felt something bite his shoulders and knees.

"Fuck you!"

"call out--"

He pulled the trigger.

The rocket launcher was equipped with a thermobaric bomb for individual soldiers, which whizzed away. After three to five seconds...

boom! ! ! !

The bell tower, which was already forty or fifty years old, collapsed in an instant, and one could even see the air waves knocking over the surrounding buildings.

"Rush!!"

"Company commander! Company commander!!"

A group of people rushed out with flags raised.

There was also a group of people watching George Catlett Marshall fall heavily to the ground, and they were nervous and shouting anxiously, but the former could not hear them. He felt a buzzing in his ears, and his eyes went dark, and he knew nothing for a moment.

...

Bang! !

Tahar Boggs dropped his glass.

He was stunned!
The person in charge of this British intelligence agency, nicknamed "C", was obviously stunned by the sudden news.

"You mean the Mexican Army raided Belize?!"

Tahar Boggs' voice was trembling, mainly because he couldn't believe the news.

Why did Mexico suddenly attack Belize?!

Britain hasn't taken any action yet. You are being too arrogant.

The subordinate standing opposite had a sad face, "Yes, they blatantly sent troops in under the guise of drug control and have completely occupied the capital, Belmopan."

"This is outrageous! This is too much!"

Tahar Boggs' blood suddenly rushed to his head. When he stood up, his body was shaking, and his subordinates hurried to support him.

"I will report and request troops to be dispatched, troops to be dispatched, troops to be dispatched!!"

Judging from this guy's appearance, he is obviously a war advocate.

The staff at Buckingham Palace suddenly discovered that they had been seeing senior officials roaring all day long about restoring the glory of Britain.

The next day, the Daily Mirror suddenly broke the news.

Mexican armed forces invade Belize!

This news actually made the citizens very confused...

Belize?
Where is that bird place?
If you interview a few people on the street, this is the question they ask most often.

And when they found out it was a Commonwealth territory, wow! The military forces were boiling with excitement.

Many celebrities have come out to criticize Mexico.

The most famous of them is the female knight Baroness Thatcher. Although she was forced to step down in 1990, she still clung to politics.

"We should get our justice by declaring war on Mexico just like we declared war on Argentina!"

She doesn't care if Belize is corrupted by drug dealers.

Drug dealer?

It's just a ringworm, not important.

Mexico, which claims to be the leader of the Third World, is becoming more and more aggressive and needs to be suppressed.

I, Da Ying, haven't appeared in public for a long time. Has my reputation disappeared from the world for a long time?

But apparently...

Britain was more stubborn. They first protested and sent a letter to Mexico, but Mexico ignored them.

Not a single reply.

Buckingham Palace was in an awkward position and had to ask its colleagues at the United Nations to protest to the Mexican Commissioner to the United Nations: Joachim Ribbentrop.

"Slander, this is slander. We are helping Belize eliminate drug dealers. The Knights Templar have already conquered the capital. This is a trampling on civilization. We are really at war with drug dealers. Moreover, we have not received more than 10 tons of new drugs that are about to be shipped to the United States. Gentlemen, isn't it our duty to fight crime?"

Joachim Ribbentrop stood up and held out his hand. "I still need to ask you for money from the Commonwealth. You have to say thank you to us."

Shameless!
How shameless!

The British representative was so angry that his face turned pale and he covered his chest.

Of course, the big brother Ying Sauce stood up and said, "Joachim, your actions are too radical and totally inconsistent with the agreement of the Security Council..."

"Why didn't you behave so obediently when you fought in the Gulf War?" Joachim Ribbentrop retorted, "Oh, the UN Charter is your toilet paper, you use it to wipe your mouth when you want to, and wipe your butt when you don't want to? Are you pretending to be your mother?"

puff…

The French people who were sitting nearby and picking their noses all laughed. When they realized something was wrong, they hurriedly drank water to cover up their embarrassment.

"Moreover, this force does not completely belong to Mexico, but to the United Nations Drug Control Agency. When the Drug Control Agency was established, it was stipulated that the Director-General has the power to sign a war mobilization and resolutely crack down on drug trafficking!"

The only voice left in the hall was that of Joachim Ribbentrop.

Everyone was quiet.

Then he started flipping through the rules in front of him.

Sure enough, I saw one, which was what Victor asked to be added when it was first established.

And who is the current director?

Victor Carlos Vieri!
In other words, he signed himself up for war.

Yep…

What a cool operation.

"I agree. Since there are regulations, we can act on them."

The rabbit adjusted his glasses and looked at the North American Crested Caracara. Comrade, you did a good job, but it's so disgusting to the eagle.

In the end, this verbal battle ended in vain.

But the British were not convinced, so they found a group of little brothers from British territory to block Joachim Ribbentrop and his party at the door.

“Mexico must get out of Belize!”

Joachim glanced at him with contempt and moved his lips.

"Damn it! He called me an idiot, beat him up!" The English guy was a brave man too. He shouted and rushed forward, while the younger brothers behind him also surrounded him, screaming.

Could the Cuban representative who just came out see his brother suffering?

Also joined in!

Then there are the other countries of the People's Federation.

The United States, Italy, etc. have also been added over there.

If you can’t win by scolding, just have a real-person PK.

The tourists outside were all stunned. Since when did the United Nations have such a show?
The fight involved more than 200 people and was finally suppressed by the police.

Joachim Ribbentrop's face was covered in blood, two of his teeth were missing, he was in a very disheveled state, his clothes were torn, his glasses frames were broken, the corners of his eyes were cracked, two of his ribs were broken, and he was sitting on the Indian representative and shooting left and right.

You're the only one who calls me Third Brother?

It seems that the opponent is exhaling less than inhaling.

He was forcibly pulled away.

On that day, there was an endless stream of ambulances leaving with their honking voices.

This fight quickly became a hot topic.

So this is how these politicians fight?
Hong Kong reporter: "European and American eggs were torn off, and North American giant sticks stabbed people and made them scream!"

Mexico's emergency notice: The perpetrators who beat up Mexican representatives will be held accountable!
Victor never thought that the British would react so strongly just by taking over Belize?
Your ancestral grave is in North America.

But I already ate this stuff, and you want me to spit it out?
impossible!
Then let’s just do it.

The American media criticized Victor as a modern Hitman, saying that he was on the verge of starting a war and that he was a crooked person.

Victor doesn't care.

You can't even defeat me through crooked means, and you still want to defeat me through righteous means?

Go ahead and eat shit!
Belize, the outlet to the sea is here!
……

(End of this chapter)