Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 584: Battle of Juarez!

Sometimes I can't help but ask.

What is the first thing you do after becoming an official in the United States?
Answer: Chickens and dogs will be promoted to heaven, cattle and horses will be promoted to the shed, and even the running dogs and beasts will be royal relatives!
Just like in the Republic of Texas, once Paul Constantine Stuart came to power, the uncle of his nanny's child could become an officer in a security corps.

Hey!
Those who eat the emperor's food have more face than you who sweep the streets.

In such a situation, is it possible not to engage in corruption?
Mexico's disciplinary authorities once told President Paul to pay attention to the capitalists and corrupt officials within the country, but he simply didn't listen.

Good guy…

Latin America, the Silver Triangle, and the Golden Triangle are now truly a paradise for arms. Russian weapons haven’t been used up yet, and American weapons are coming again…

Most of them come from Texas.

Paul Constantine Stuart was like a man with his eyes and ears covered, living in banquets and "flattery" by some business owners every day.

On the evening of June 6, when the U.S. military was advancing from New Mexico to the plains, he made a phone call to the front line and then made a guest appearance on a noon variety show. He held the microphone and said to everyone:
"I will make the Republic of Texas great again!"

"I will make it clear to everyone that electing me as president is the best choice."

After he finished speaking, the applause he had imagined did not come. Instead, the people below looked at each other.

Just when Paul Constantine Stuart was feeling a little embarrassed.

A huge shout was heard from below, "Good!!!"

Then I saw a middle-aged man stand up and applaud vigorously.

In this kind of atmosphere, the people around applauded belatedly, but they looked at the man as if he were a clown.

Paul looked at the other person with satisfaction. Just as he was about to end the conversation, he saw the other person raise his hand to speak. He signaled his bodyguard to hand him the microphone.

The other party took it with both hands, and his tone was still very excited, "Dear Mr. Paul, I am very, very happy to meet you!"

Look at this...

It really touched the leader's heart.

He nodded and smiled, "I'm happy too."

"Wait a moment, I have written down all my words."

The middle-aged man took out a folded paper from his pocket. Paul could see densely written words on the back. He felt a little embarrassed. Did this man take notes just to brag about himself?
"Dear Mr. Paul,

When you wore a custom watch worth $30 and called on the public to "tighten their belts and overcome the difficulties together" in front of the camera; when you signed an environmental protection bill while taking a private plane to an island villa for vacation; when you used a three-hour passionate speech to prove that "Texas independence is the choice of mankind and the times" - please allow me to express my most sincere admiration for your extraordinary facial defense system on behalf of all American citizens! "

? ! ? !
President Paul's face froze.

The people sitting nearby were also stunned, and then they cheered.

"We have finally cracked the secret of evergreen politicians! It turns out that the secret to success is to cultivate your facial stratum corneum to the level of Kevlar fiber. You can recite the Declaration of Independence without changing your expression when reporters ask about corruption; you can fondly recall the environmentally friendly days of riding bicycles as a child when oil prices soar; you can even proudly declare that this is a "great victory for democracy" after a disastrous defeat in the midterm elections. This talent for visualizing the reality distortion field is really ashamed of Hollywood screenwriters."

Paul looked grim, damn!

Another little black guy.

This little black guy was hiding too deeply. He immediately shouted, "Security, security, don't let him say it!"

The bodyguard next to him was about to go over, but he dodged. He couldn't wait to read out the following words, "Thank you for redefining the "double standard": corporate giants and farmers evading taxes is called "reasonable tax planning", while ordinary people paying $5 less is considered "stealing the country's future"; in your words, the border wall can be transformed from a "racist shame" to a "national security wall" overnight; last year's proposal that denounced the opponent has become your original reform plan with a new title this year. Suggest adding an Olympic moral gymnastics event, you will definitely win the gold medal again."

"You are simply great!"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and waved it above his head!
The banknotes fell like fallen leaves, and the people nearby immediately started to scramble for them. The whole hall was in a mess and absurdity!

"Catch him, catch him!" Paul Constantine Stuart pointed and shouted.

Not elegant at all.

His younger brother Lawrence and Secretary of the Interior Judd Wallace were standing nearby, also somewhat at a loss. At this moment, Lawrence suddenly saw a secretary running over in a hurry in the corner of the stage, looking very panicked...

He walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The other party whispered something in his ear. Lawrence's eyes widened, and he ran towards his brother and held his hand, "Brother, brother, the 148th Regiment of Hereford has surrendered!!"

“Ah? Ah!? Ah!!!”

Paul Constantine Stuart was stunned for a moment, it was just like Xiahou Dun looking at Yang Jian - their eyes met!
Paul's legs became weak as he listened to his brother's words. "Hurry, go back and ask Victor to come and help!"

Lieutenant Colonel Lyant Ross of the 148th Hereford Regiment, no, the colonel is really an open-minded man.

The logistics supplies that were transported later just landed on the plane...

Hey, I sold it to the merchant who accompanied the army, took the money, and waited for the US military to come.

When the F-15E Strike Eagle flew over his head, he knew that the US military had arrived. They were all family members, so didn’t they know how to fight?
First, take control of the air, then launch bombing, and finally mow the ground with infantry. That's three tricks...

So, as soon as the plane flew over, he immediately asked his adjutant and brother-in-law to raise the white flag.

Welcome the Royal Master!

"Brother-in-law, do you want to fire two shots? We are from Texas."

Before the brother-in-law could finish his words, Colonel Leandro Ross slapped him in the face and cursed, "Texas bullshit! Your great-grandfather was bought for $1. A Texan? You are an African!"

"Shoot? Shoot what! What if they fight back?"

The brother-in-law nodded vigorously, obviously afraid of his brother-in-law, and hurried out to make arrangements.

Colonel Leandro Ross smoked a cigarette and said, "Fighting? I'm a patriot!"

...

In the Round Table Office of the Mexican Ministry of Defense.

Many people are arguing inside!

It is nothing more than that after "Amarillo" was occupied, the US military pinned down the flag in the Northwest region. What will be the next move of the US military?
"As long as Texas counterattacks quickly, clears out the area near Amarillo, and strikes back while the U.S. troops are still struggling to gain a firm foothold, there will be no problem," a major staff officer said loudly.

"Fight back? What can we do? The 36th Infantry Division is still more than kilometers away, and there is only one regiment. How can we fight back with just one regiment? I think we should build a second line of defense!"

Some people also retorted that he was still a captain.

In modern warfare, many people believe that the importance of staff has decreased. No, it has increased instead. What is needed is high-quality elite talents. In order to allow everyone to speak freely, Victor stipulated an item when he was in Tijuana.

"When discussing matters within the tent, everyone is free to speak their mind, regardless of rank or position, but the final decision is made by the supreme commander, who, of course, also has autocratic power." However, if the plan discussed by the staff does not achieve the desired effect later, or has a counterproductive effect, they are not allowed to use this matter to attack the other party, otherwise they will be punished.

Does it look like...the fighting methods of nomadic peoples?

It is indeed somewhat like this.

This has opened up the minds of many military staff, who no longer have to be bound by the seniority system that results in them “dare not speak, don’t know how to speak, and cannot speak.”

Major military affairs are never easy.

The Chief of Staff, Admiral Horatio Herbert Kitchener, was sitting nearby, not saying a word, quietly looking at the latest news that had been handed over. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, clenched his right fist, and tapped lightly on the table. The originally noisy and heated meeting suddenly became quiet.

"Stop arguing. The latest news is that New Mexico has captured Hereford!"

There was an uproar among the staff officers. They quickly bent over the map to look at it, whispering to each other.

"The road is smooth! The traffic line to Amarillo has been opened. The Panhandle area is doomed. The US ground forces can advance quickly along the highway. Damn! How did this battle turn out like this?" Army Chief of Staff Sigmut List frowned and cursed.

"What do Texans grow up eating? Dog shit!"

A lot of the words that come out of my mouth can't be spoken out.

But everyone is used to it. There is nothing wrong with Sigmut List's strategic vision, but his mouth is foul.

"The initiative is in the hands of the US military. If they don't continue to move south and hold the northwest corner, Texas will be doomed once the follow-up troops arrive. In addition, Fort Sill military base in Oklahoma has sent 3000 soldiers across the border. This is clearly a two-pronged attack. Other independent states have also been tied down. The Americans are coming with great force this time."

"Who is the commander?"

"Frederick Franks!"

When the leader asked, the staff officer next to him quickly took over and explained its tactical background, capabilities and characteristics:
"The former commander of the Seventh Army during the Gulf War was very good at armored warfare, such as the famous "Left Hook" operation, which bypassed the Iraqi army's frontal defense line on the Kuwait border, broke into the heart of Iraq from the western desert, cut off the Iraqi army's retreat and annihilated its elite troops, and moved 6600 tanks and armored vehicles 220 kilometers west from the Sha-Kuwait border, avoiding Iraqi surveillance. The Iraqi army was unaware of this mobilization, resulting in its defense system being completely torn apart."

"And the Seventh Army launched an assault from western Iraq, advancing eastward to northern Kuwait, forming a double encirclement of the Iraqi Army, and eventually annihilated more than 10 Iraqi divisions, including elite units of the Republican Guard, including the famous Tawakkarna Division and Medina Division!"

"During the 90-hour operation, the Seventh Army annihilated more than 10 Iraqi divisions, destroyed more than 1300 tanks and 1200 armored vehicles, and captured 2.2 prisoners, while losing only 47 men and 192 wounded."

"He and the current US Secretary of Defense Norman Schwarzkopf worked very well together. The latter used his troops to attract the enemy's attention, and then another main force broke in by force, causing huge losses to the enemy on another battlefield."

"and many more!"

Army Chief Sigmut List suddenly shouted, "Is this also a show? His real target is not Texas, but us!"

Chief of Staff General Horatio Herbert Kitchener frowned when he heard this.

"Sir, sir!"

Suddenly, a staff officer who had received the news next door came running over in a hurry, "The 377th Air Force Base Wing of the United States has dispatched 54 aircraft, heading straight for Juarez!"

"Sure enough, they are waiting for us here. Damn it, they are going to attack Chihuahua!" Sigmut Lister lowered his hands. "The front line in Texas is empty. Do you know how many troops, tanks, and armored vehicles the US military has deployed in the Panhandle region?"

Mexico is still not good enough militarily...

They don't have military satellites, so they have no way of capturing real-time information on many things.

Higmut Lister looked at the expressions of the people below, and his face froze. He looked at the chief of staff and said, "I suggest that the Eastern Theater and the Northern Theater quickly move closer to Chihuahua State. There is only one army there, and it is too dangerous."

You know, Chihuahua has 25 square kilometers of land, which is almost one-eighth of Mexico...

It's just that the place is connected to Sonora State and most of it is desert. Apart from border police, there is no need to send troops unless there are major experiments going on there.

"agree!"

Admiral Horatio Herbert Kitchener also narrowed his eyes, thinking that the other side was playing the empty city tactic. The main target was Juarez. If Juarez was captured, oh no, Mexico would be in danger!
“I’ve met my match.”

He muttered to himself, his eyes dark.

At this time, Colonel Leandro Ross of the 148th Hereford Regiment looked at the only 40 armored vehicles and less than 800 infantrymen in front of him, and his eyelids twitched.

"Damn, I met a liar!"

His scalp is tingling now...

But he had no choice but to hold his nose and move forward, as Texas was no longer able to accommodate him. But who knew that there were only so few people coming from the entire Panhandle area, and he could completely defend himself against them.

"Colonel, I'm glad you've rejoined the United States." The major leading the opposite team looked at him teasingly.

Leandro Ross's face was livid, but he still forced a smile, "I...I have always been an American, starting from my wife's grandfather, who came from Africa. We are Americans!"

The adjutant next to him was also his brother-in-law, looking at his brother-in-law.

Yep…

When can I be as “frank” as my brother-in-law!
...

Woohoo——

The sound of sirens was piercing under the starry night sky of Juarez.

That place where even the moonlight can’t bear to look at…

A wing consisting of dozens of F-15, F-16, F-18 fighter jets and B-52 bombers appeared in the sky over Juarez.

"Amen, we come to save you, savage Mexicans." On a bomber, the pilot made a prayer gesture.

"bomb!!!"

"Commander, Commander, we need to evade the situation." The guard grabbed the shoulder of the commander of the 179th Army: Otto Moritz Walter Model, but he pushed him away.

He pulled his collar badge and said, "A Mexican major general will never retreat or be cowardly. My soldiers are resisting, and I will not hide. Victory belongs to us, and victory belongs to the eternal warriors!"

"Viva Mexico, Viva Victor!"

"Long live!"

"Hi!"

"Knock them down! Knock them down!"

……

(End of this chapter)