Working as a police officer in Mexico
Chapter 1106: 553: Protection Umbrella for Criminal Forces—Americans!
Chapter 1106: Chapter 553: Protection Umbrella for Criminal Forces—Americans!
9 a.m.
Very punctual.
Standing on the Port-au-Prince dock, one could see the fleet appearing on the horizon.
Five Whidbey Island-class landing ships and two large civilian transport ships were approaching Port-au-Prince under the escort of a Wasp-class amphibious assault ship and four Adelaide-class frigates.
To the unknowing eye…
One would think the U.S. Military had arrived.
All-American equipment.
The Wasp-class amphibious assault ship was only keel-laid in 1991 and is rarely seen even in military magazines; it hasn’t even been commissioned by the U.S. Military yet.
Victor gritted his teeth and spent 8 billion points to acquire one, which is one of the reasons why he used up his points so quickly.
The points gained, directly or indirectly, from the “American National Park explosion” were also squandered like that.
No one can be tougher on the Navy and Air Force.
Army: Speak for me! Speak for me!
On the bridge of the Wasp-class amphibious assault ship Duke of Victor, seeing the American reconnaissance and fighter jets flying overhead, Gang Se Lutetians Colonel, First Division Commander of the Sea Cavalry Division, looked rather moody.
“Open the fire control radar on them!”
“Shoot if you must; stop buzzing over my head. Let them leave; if they don’t in three minutes, launch anti-air missiles immediately.”
Such is the toughness.
The United States and Mexico now maintain a very delicate relationship, with neither side daring to fire the first shot.
Mexico has repeatedly stated that if the United States acts as a protection umbrella for underworld forces and instigates a war, there will be no chance for negotiation. The border troops would launch tens of thousands of missiles carrying ‘glyphosate’ to Texas.
This thing…
Could instantly collapse agriculture.
What can Texas farmers do?
Texas has about 247,500 farms, accounting for 7.6% of all farms in the United States, ranking first among all states. These farms cover over 120 million acres of land, leading the nation in planted area.
Mexico is directly threatening the economic lifeline, and this is also the Republican Party’s vote base, leaving locals only to curse Victor and warn Washington not to mess around, or they really will.
Since then…
Victor has invented a stratagem called “Victor’s Strategy,” meaning if I can’t solve you, I’ll make your people solve you.
Along with Mussolini’s Mo Family philosophy and Adolf’s Taoist philosophy, it is known as the “Grand Synthesis of Modern Thought.”
Sure enough, as soon as the ship’s fire control radar locked on, the planes above scattered, and the sky suddenly became much clearer.
Gang Se Lutetians hummed twice, perhaps expressing that the other side was indeed a waste.
“Land!”
Onshore, Major Fritz Klingenberg adjusted his uniform, and when the superior arrived, he jogged over, saluting, “Commander!”
“Well done, you didn’t disgrace me. I slammed the table in a phone call with Marshal Karl Dönitz for your placement; you didn’t disappoint me.” Gang Se Lutetians praised, patting his cherished officer.
The staff officer accompanying them couldn’t help but recall the scene that day.
“Marshal, I beg you, I’ll kneel if I have to, Marshal. You must give me Fritz, hahaha…”
The staff officer shook his head vigorously, his gaze resolutely returning, indeed!
The Commander did bang the table.
Gang Se Lutetians checked his watch, “Now we need to meet with Haiti’s President, Mark Louis Bazan.”
“Direct battalion and the division’s direct armored vehicle battalion, and first and second battalion of the first regiment, rest for an hour, and come with me to the official residence in Haiti; the rest will guard the Port in Port-au-Prince.”
“Yes!”
Major Fritz Klingenberg came to attention and quickly instructed the troops to prepare.
8,900 meters outside Port-au-Prince, Jimmy Cherizier nibbled on bread, a fierce look on his face, using a military-grade M151 spotting scope to observe in front of him.
This thing…
When the American arms dealer sold it to him, he thought it was interesting and took it as a toy; now it finally proved useful.
“Mexicans are coming!”
Hearing his words, all the subordinates around him were somewhat shocked, followed by a stir.
They showed looks of fear and resentment, but mostly panic.
Even if Haiti is underdeveloped, it’s close to the Caribbean Sea, Cuba, United States, and Mexico; they are aware of what’s happening.
Victor likes to eat people!
Especially rumored to enjoy eating villains, beheading drug traffickers and gang members, and coating their heads in flour before frying them.
Haitians all thought he was Haitian.
Moreover, Mexico has carried out airstrikes on the gangs in Port-au-Prince more than once.
Almost more frightening than the Yanks.
They’ve suffered before.
Looking at his panicked subordinates, Jimmy Cherizier’s eyes grew steely as he rebuked, “What are you afraid of? This is Haiti, not Mexico. So what if they have armored vehicles? I can still shoot through them!”
As he spoke, he patted his M16.
M16: Brother, can you not brag using me?
Perhaps due to his immense reputation, hearing Jimmy Cherizier say this, the subordinates exchanged looks and raised their hands in cheers.
Jimmy Cherizier nodded with satisfaction. Having seen the world, he had once become a pirate, later imprisoned, then took a job as a cop, only to find the salary meager, not worth it.
He stole weapons and started his own venture, growing unstoppable.