Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 589 Losers are wrong!
It rained suddenly and heavily at night in Arlington, Virginia, and the whole city seemed to be suspended upside down in the fog.

In the famous national cemetery…

The criss-crossing tombstones look particularly lonely in the rain.

The guard in the raincoat stood upright, but his eyes were always on a figure not far away. He stood in front of a sculpture like a tall pine tree, letting the rain hit his body.

The sculpture was an American flag with the following inscription on it:

"Here are buried the brave warriors of the Blades of Chaos and Order. May God bless their eternal rest, and they may bless America!"

A string of numbers 221210 is written on the side base!

This represents the number of people buried here.

Slurp, slurp…

Heavy footsteps sounded behind him, and a man with the rank of lieutenant colonel approached, his eyelids fluttering slightly, "Captain, get ready!"

The man was silent for a while, then slowly spoke:
"Wayne...if we start, there will be no way out."

The lieutenant colonel behind him had a dark complexion, but then he gritted his teeth and said, "William Howard Taft and John F. Kennedy are buried here. They would never want the American people to suffer like this. It is the powerful people in the Pentagon who started the war, sold drugs, deceived the people, and acted recklessly. It is they who made the democratic and free America go down the wrong path!"

"We follow the spirit of the Declaration of Independence, take public opinion as the basis, and protect the true nature of our country!!!"

The man in front slowly turned around and walked past the lieutenant colonel...

"Let's go! Follow me and save America!"

...

June 6, 27:02 am.

Thousands of soldiers from the Army's 3rd Infantry Regiment, nicknamed "the face of the U.S. military," who are responsible for guarding Arlington National Cemetery, are divided into four groups.

The three deputy captains took people to arrest the core members of the "Golden Knights".

The regiment commander, Colonel Alvaro Perez, led his troops towards the Pentagon!
Comparable to the February 26th Mutiny in Japan!
Deputy Commander Wayne and more than 100 soldiers rushed towards the wealthy area along the Potomac River. He sat in the passenger seat, wearing a helmet and with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The military vehicle rushed through the traffic light with no intention of stopping.

There is a police booth at the entrance of the wealthy area. After all, the people living there are either rich or noble. When the two policemen heard the sound of the car, they got up from the bed with their clothes on. As soon as they opened the window, they saw a face reflected in the window and were shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the sentry box was slammed open, and the soldier holding the M240 machine gun fired at the inside, and the two men immediately fell in a pool of blood.

"Company A controls the entrance, the rest of you charge in!"

"Yes!"

Deputy Regiment Commander Wayne led more than 20 people to the home of another deputy defense minister, John Yaosok, an Army general and commander of the Third Army in the early days of the Gulf War. He went to Germany for treatment in February 1991 due to a sudden illness and retired after the war. But later, after Norman Schwarzkopf took office, he "miraculously recovered". After returning from Germany, he was promoted to deputy, responsible for training and personnel promotion.

This point...

Went to bed a long time ago.

When the soldiers broke in, Wayne fumbled on the wall beside the door to turn on the light.

Suddenly the door opened!

Two US Secret Service employees holding FN P90 submachine guns pulled the trigger.

Ta-da! ...

Two army soldiers were hit by multiple bullets and fell to the ground dead.

There was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides...

But after all, the army has a large number of people and is powerful. To get ahead, you have to rely on power!

It didn't take long before the two employees were beaten to a pulp.

"dash forward!"

Wayne was the first to run to the innermost bedroom. When he kicked the door open, he saw two women hugging each other, screaming, trembling, and looking at these "uninvited guests" in fear.

He glanced into the room, "Where's the Deputy Defense Minister?"

The two women hugged each other tightly, the older one was crying hard, and the younger one was looking at a wardrobe with panicked eyes.

Wayne happened to see this scene. He pulled the bolt of the gun and emptied the magazine into the closet amid the woman's exclamations and screams!

When he pulled it open, a quilt stuffed with cotton fell out.

Empty!
Wayne narrowed his eyes, turned off the safety of the gun, and relaxed his face, "I'm so sorry, ma'am, I hope you have a good night, let's go!"

As he said this, he took his men away. When they heard footsteps coming down the stairs, they hurriedly lifted the bed. It turned out that there was a groove under the mattress. Deputy Defense Minister John Yaosok was lying in it with his face flushed.

The two women quickly pulled him up and patted his shoulders hard.

"Dad!" The young woman had tears in her eyes.

"So... it's hidden here?"

A faint voice came from the door. The three people's pupils condensed and they turned their heads suddenly. They saw Wayne standing there. His eyes were shining like a cat seeing a mouse. He pulled the bolt and aimed at John Yaosok!

"No! Please don't shoot, don't shoot!" John Yaosuke's wife cried.

His daughter even opened her hands and said, "Kill me if you want to kill me! Don't kill my dad!"

Wayne saw the sincere look in the little girl's eyes, and he was quiet for a moment, then nodded slightly. Before John, Yaosuke and the other two could relax, they heard the other party say, "Then let's get together as a family and don't get lost."

boom-

He shot John Yaosok in the chest, and the soldier next to him started firing with a light machine gun!

The room was in a mess...

There was blood splattered on the walls, which looked a bit creepy.

"Let's go!" Wayne took a look and waved his hand, "Let's go to the next one!"

Many high-ranking Pentagon officials live in this wealthy area.

The Chief of Naval Operations, McMaster, lived next to the Deputy Secretary of Defense, John Yaosok. When the gunshots were heard, he was very curious and walked out with his Secret Service employees to see what was going on. When he saw a group of soldiers standing next to him, he frowned and asked loudly, "Which unit are you from? What are you doing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten into a sieve!

He fell to the ground with his eyes open, a dazed look on his face, and obviously couldn't figure out what was going on.

When the Comptroller General, Senior Advisor, Deputy Assistant Secretary of the Department of Defense, and others who lived a little further away heard the gunshots, they felt something was wrong and hurriedly put on their clothes, but were shot and killed by Team A who were guarding the door.

Horrible!

Things were not going smoothly for the regiment commander, Colonel Alvaro Perez.

He led more than 600 people towards the Pentagon. Visibility was very low on a rainy night. He had the advantage of time and place, but Norman Schwarzkopf was too timid. He set up a warning zone 700 meters outside the Pentagon, and the surrounding area was clearly illuminated by headlights.

As Colonel Alvaro Perez and his men approached, someone stood up and loudly asked for the password.

"Public opinion is the basis for protecting the true nature of the country!!"

The sentry was startled. In just a few seconds, hundreds of bullets swept over him...

"Rush!!"

"Save America!" Alvaro Perez roared and ran towards the Pentagon with an assault rifle.

Hundreds of people followed closely behind him, all with red ribbons hanging from their left hands, shouting "revolution" as they charged towards the "military holy land."

"Wow-"

Norman Schwarzkopf suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and his body was covered in sweat. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare again?" His wife turned on the bedside lamp and asked worriedly, "Do you want to take some more sleeping pills?"

After all, the old man is over 60 years old and has been under tremendous mental stress recently. The doctor said that his mind was as tense as a thread and he was afraid that it would break.

He suffered from insomnia, anxiety and tension, and was somewhat nervous.

Norman Schwarzkopf forced a smile, "It's okay..."

Bang…bang bang bang!

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and his body tensed up. He became extremely sensitive. He jumped up from the bed in an instant and took out the pistol from under the pillow. One of his eyes was big and the other was small, like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end.

Bang bang bang!
There was a sound of knocking on the door, and the captain of the guard, Trent Taylor, said hurriedly, "Uncle, the 3rd Infantry Regiment has mutinied and is attacking the Pentagon."

! ! ! !
Norman Schwarzkopf's head was congested with blood and he was a little shaky. He hurriedly held onto the table. His wife got out of bed and reached out to help him, but he gently pushed her away. He bit the inside wall of his mouth, forced himself to stay awake, and lowered his voice, "Bring me my uniform."

The wife nodded quickly and went to the closet to get the folded military uniform.

The wife could feel her husband's hands shaking when she helped him get dressed.

"If I don't come back, you'll have Trent Taylor send you away."

The captain of the guard is also his wife's nephew...

Sometimes there is no way to avoid nepotism. Now he is so shocked that he doesn't trust anyone.

Just a question for you.

Would you trust someone who seems to be very talented but you have only met him twice, or someone you have known for more than ten years and know inside and out but who has no talent?
This problem is obvious.

If I were in power, even the big yellow dog would be a naval marshal... Right, I'm talking about you, the Thai royal family.

Norman Schwarzkopf walked to the door with heavy steps. When he opened the door, he saw the captain of the guard, Trent Taylor, with sweat all over his face and a panicked look in his eyes. "Uncle!"

"I've told you so many times, put on this military uniform and call your position after work."

"Defense... Defense Minister."

"Well, don't panic. When I was fighting in Iraq, I saw all kinds of scenes. Aren't they just rebels? The Pentagon still has armed forces, and it won't be a problem to defeat them."

When Trent Taylor heard him say this, the heart that had been hanging in his throat suddenly relaxed.

"You stay and protect your aunt."

The old man walked down first. Trent Taylor was stunned. He looked back at the woman standing at the door wiping her tears. His lips were a little dry, and he said inexplicably, "No, Defense Minister, I will follow you. I am your guard. I...I should stand in front of you."

Norman Schwarzkopf finally looked at his "nephew" and nodded slowly, "Follow me."

"Yes!"

He responded quickly, asked a few people to stay, and followed them downstairs. There was a pair of guards downstairs, and a group of people surrounded him as he rushed to the front yard.

The gunshots were getting closer.

Accompanied by howls, screams and whistles.

Armed soldiers can be seen running back and forth everywhere with serious expressions. The clothes they wear are different from those of the US military. They are all wearing tiger-striped camouflage, holding M16s equipped with Picatinny rails and grenade launchers hanging underneath.

This unit was established not long ago. Its external designation is: 31st Army Regiment, but internally it is the "Royal Guards" formed by Norman Schwarzkopf and his society "The Golden Knights"!
Personnel are drawn from various troops!

The most elite soldiers were selected, including those from the Delta, the Airborne Division, and overseas troops. The battalion, company, and platoon leaders of each unit were all his subordinates in the Gulf War. This unit has about 1200 people and is very powerful.

Deputy Defense Secretary Calvin Waller had obviously just gotten out of bed, with his messy hair, and was directing the battle.

"How's the battle going?"

"No problem. The enemy only has a few hundred people. They can't rush in. Besides, the 3rd Infantry Regiment doesn't have heavy weapons. It won't be long before they are defeated."

Norman Schwarzkopf exhaled, his eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth. "Have I treated these disloyal people badly? Have I not shared the drug money with them? Colonels get $3, lieutenants get $2, sergeants get $1, and the rest get $5000. Tell me, who in the world can be as generous as me?!"

As I talked, I felt aggrieved.

I give you money, and you still oppose me.

Has Victor eaten your conscience?

Calvin Waller didn't know how to comfort her and could only remain silent.

"We have to move forward with our previous plan!"

The Deputy Defense Minister raised his head. He wanted to refuse as he had done before, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

The old man mentioned more than once, "We need to put a lock on violent institutions like the army. The military commander has too much power, especially now that we are facing internal and external troubles. If the entire organization rebels, it will be a disaster."

In other words, add a military supervisor!
But this proposal was implicitly rejected by Calvin Waller and others because there was no such ancestral system.

But looking at what happened today...

It's no use not being a military supervisor.

Militarism is also spreading...

If the Pentagon hadn't controlled the distribution of supplies, the situation would have gone wrong long ago.

After all, everyone can see that whoever controls the army controls the right to speak!
"Call on other troops in Virginia to encircle the 3rd Infantry Regiment. Whoever can capture Alvaro Perez will receive a personal reward of $50, dead or alive!" Norman Schwarzkopf spoke with gritted teeth, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his voice was low and powerful, as if it contained irresistible determination and anger that was about to erupt!
"understand!"

...

Outside the Pentagon.

Alvaro Perez rushed to the front and was the first to be shot. He was shot in the arm, shoulder and abdomen, and was dragged to the back by someone who desperately wanted to pull him back.

"The rain has lightened..."

The soldier beside him murmured.

Alvaro Perez raised his head and saw that the force of the raindrops hitting his face had weakened. He sighed and said, "Is God going to watch the United States perish too?!"

The wounded soldiers around them lowered their heads in silence, and some were even sobbing quietly.

He slowly stood up and looked at the Pentagon, which was firmly defended. He shook his head and said, "After I die, you will carry my body. Just surrender and don't make fearless sacrifices anymore."

"Captain!"

Before anyone could react, he put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, bang...

Startled the rain flowers.

He committed suicide by shooting himself.

A coup that is doomed to fail will affect the course of history.

"Captain!!"

Alvaro Perez had a high reputation in the 3rd Infantry Regiment. He served as the regiment commander for seven years and served in this unit for his entire life. He even sent off several batches of military dogs.

To borrow a sentence from Petofi: "Even if the world gives me treasures and honors, I am unwilling to leave my motherland. Because even if my motherland is in shame, I still like, love and bless my motherland."

There are always people who are willing to defend their country with their passion and even their lives.

maybe…

Alvaro Perez was just on the right track and failed.

……

(End of this chapter)