Chapter 182 "Hermosillo Steel Plant"

The 6 square kilometer "Hermosillo Steel Plant" was established in 1940. At that time, in order to support Germany's ambitions, Spain tightened its belt to live.

This steel plant is the product of that time.

Thinking that when the war reaches the US mainland, the Hermosillo Steel Plant can provide some help, but unfortunately, the Germans froze to death in the land of Siberia.

In terms of hair density, it is obvious that the Germans cannot fight the Slavs.

And in order to prevent the American air raids, the reinforced concrete of the Hermosillo Steel Plant is stronger than the iron will of the dog author.

These 4,800 rockets with nearly 38 tons of gunpowder exploded in these 6 square kilometers, and many buildings did not move at all.

It's simply outrageous to open the door to outrageousness - outrageous to the extreme.

At this time, ground troops have to be dispatched.

War can never be separated from humans!

The most primitive fighting still depends on people.

An AMX-10P infantry fighting vehicle came in from the ruins with smoke, like a lone hero, firing a 7.62mm machine gun at the corner point that was easy to hide.

"Azimuth 10 o'clock, cannon ready!" The commander looked out through the periscope and saw two drug dealers shouting loudly.

"Ready!"

The drug dealers over there also saw them, and hurriedly picked up the RPG, half-knelt and aimed!

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" The commander shouted loudly with sweat.

The gunner immediately pressed the button, beng! The 20mm cannon fired at a shell, and the opponent also pulled the trigger, and the armor-piercing shell rushed towards the infantry fighting vehicle.

The two shells were like lovers passing by, but it was obvious that neither of them was a dog-licker. They didn't even look back, and each rushed towards the target.

"Turn! Turn!" the commander shouted loudly.

Bang...

The armor-piercing shell hit the side, and the huge explosion directly blew off half of the face of the AMX-10P infantry fighting vehicle. French products are NMD fragile!

The driver on the left front side was hit in the head by the huge shock wave, and one shot directly hit his soul!

And the infantry fighting vehicle gun also hit the wall behind the drug dealer, and it fell down directly, pressing the two people under it, and blood oozing out of the wall.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The door of the AMX-10P infantry fighting vehicle that was knocked down was shaking vigorously, as if someone was kicking it hard inside.

Bang!

The iron door opened, and a figure crawled out in a mess, with a dark face, kneeling on the ground and retching. When he stood up, he was still staggering. The shock wave of the shell... obviously hit his brain.

There were 7 people in the whole tank, and he was the only one alive!

The AMX-10P infantry fighting vehicle itself is very thin. Let's put it this way, your Durex is thicker than it, and you don't feel safe even if you put it on your head.

Sometimes, a large-caliber assault rifle or sniper rifle can penetrate this thin skin. In war, there is also a luck factor.

The remaining police officer threw away his helmet and armor, and threw away all the weapons in his hands. He turned around and ran outside. As soon as he ran out, he heard a crisp gunshot and the whole person paused instantly.

The helmet flew directly, and the whole person fell forward and fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his neck.

Sniper!

In a two-story building at an oblique angle, a drug dealer squatted down hurriedly, wearing a mask with the words: Death comes from Los Zetas!

Holding a Beretta 7.62mm sniper rifle made in Italy, his eyes were indifferent, like a veteran fighting on the front line of the battlefield.

MD, the Sinaloa drug cartel has pulled out all his old bottom troops.

He stood up again and looked outside, and saw police officers crouching and surrounding him like a fan.

The drug dealer calmly took out his gun, pointed it at a police officer, squinted his eyes, aimed at the neck, and pulled the trigger!

Bang!

The other person's head drooped down, and the whole person fell down.

"Air-burst bomb! Fire!"

A police sergeant shouted loudly behind a pile of rubble.

It's normal for ground troops to be equipped with RPO-A "Bumblebee" launch tubes, right? It's more normal for me to carry a fuel-burst bomb randomly, right?

Hearing his order, a sergeant half-crouched down, breathing a little hurriedly, opened the safety of the RPO-A, aimed at the second floor entrance, and fired!

Boom!

The ground shook three times, and the whole second floor was a ball of fire burning horizontally. At this temperature, the chicken would be roasted.

A smoking Beretta 7.62mm sniper rifle flew out of the window, the barrel was black, and as for the person... he should not be dead.

The sergeant carrying the launch tube threw the RPO-A away, pointed the gun back, and rushed into the building.

When running up the stairs, he didn't pay attention to his feet at all, kicked a wire, and felt the power coming from his legs, and the police officer's eyes showed a look of horror.

A well-hidden anti-personnel mine "jumped up" and directly blew his lower body to pieces.

"Ahhh!!!!"

The police officer who didn't die all of a sudden was crawling on the ground with blood on the ground, and the wound was covered with mud.

"Cover! Cover! Cover!" The captain shouted, and the police officer next to him was on guard with a gun. He ran over, put his weapon behind his back, grabbed the wounded man's armpits with both hands, and dragged him out with all his strength.

He didn't notice that in a sewer not far away, a hole slowly opened, and a pair of eyes watched this scene.

When the police sergeant was about to pull the wounded man away, he suddenly opened the manhole cover, held an RPG in his hand, and fired a round at him.

The cannonball hit his feet, and the whole person flew out like a kite!

I knocked my head against the stone, but why... I didn't feel any pain, but I just kept vomiting blood from the corner of my mouth.

"team leader!!"

A police officer rushed up, shouting anxiously, and the sergeant saw a sentence embroidered on the other's chest: Glory is my life!

My eyelids were drooped, I was so tired.

Really... so tired!

Finally can rest...

Mexico... God, don't let me come again in the next life.

"team leader!"

"CNMD!"

"Cloud bomb!"

The two police officers from the squad were furious and each threw a detonation bomb into the sewer. After a burst of noise, there was a piercing scream from below.

The police officer carrying the RPO-A rocket launcher aimed at the tunnel and fired!

Phew~

Drilling right in, there was a loud noise, the ground cracked open, and a huge gas seemed to be bulging upwards.

Why are cloud bombs called "sub-nuclear weapons"?

It should be the most powerful weapon for an individual soldier, right?

That kind of mortar nuclear bomb does not count. TMD has a killing range of 5 kilometers and a range of 3 kilometers. Typical self-destruction does not count.

The most uncomfortable thing about the steel plant is the dense tunnels below!

Always beware of "rats" coming out from below.

Three hours after ground troops launched artillery rounds from Katyusha...

Only advanced 300 meters!

"Hold!"

Kennedy dropped his pen directly on the map.

"300 meters, how many casualties did we have? 47 killed? 79 injured? With just a few of us, we will die if we advance two thousand meters."

He is not saying that the police officers are not effective, they are already very effective!

RPO-A opened the way and blew up many drug dealers in the building, but... those bastards crawled out from nowhere.

"Boss, these drug dealers are obviously not ordinary drug dealers. They have a high desire to fight and have very good fighting skills. They can lay mines, conduct travel notes, use the terrain to fight against us, and even the weapons in their hands are very elite. , unlike anything we have encountered before.”

The adjutant beside him also frowned and said, glancing at him from the corner of his eye, "Can we ask the director for help?"

"What do you do with a place like this?" Kennedy was unhappy.

Street fighting has always been a headache for war commanders. During the famous street fighting in Saigon by the US military during the Vietnam War, hundreds of corpses had to be lifted down from above almost every day.

Not to mention the subsequent street fighting in Grozny.

MD, Da Mao was fucked so hard that he almost lost his nuclear weapon. There is a video of that scene. After watching it, let’s put it this way, I would rather die on Iwo Jima than go to a street fight.

You have no place to hide.

"How about throwing some napalm bombs or... giant earth-penetrating bombs!" the adjutant whispered, "The director has a lot of treasures."

"If you throw this away, the Americans next door will have to come in!"

Mexico seems to have... no history of bombers, right? No, there was the Falman F-50 bomber in 1920, so it was so old. After the end of World War II, as the dog among the three heroes of North America, it was always lying down.

The dragon is of course the United States, and the tiger is Canada.

At most, he can bark a few words.

If you have bombers, will they not kill you?

No matter how fierce the firepower of your ground troops is, you still have to rush in from the border, but what is the straight-line distance from Tijuana to Washington from your plane?

Let's not talk about whether you can make a sudden advance. If you really make a sudden advance one day, wouldn't it be... civil strife in North America?

Even if you use bombers to blow up drug dealers, the Americans will still be unhappy.

In fact, Mao Xiong tried to use bombers to bomb the United States, and then landed in Mexico to win over it, but you know, there is a big man living next door to you, with very strong muscles, and then there is someone thousands of meters away who says to protect you, do you think you will Who to rely on?

He didn't have the confidence to go to war with the United States, so he had no choice but to reject the olive branch thrown by Mao Xiong. That is to say, Victor came too late. Twenty years earlier, he was the culprit who decided the "three" wars.

Drug prohibition also depends on other people's faces.

This is... really sad.

"Then we can only continue to ask for ground fire support. It is best to use some high-explosive bombs to directly blow through the steel plant. Otherwise, we can throw dichloroethyl sulfide. Throw hundreds of them and kill them directly. Kill him!" the adjutant said through gritted teeth.

The Anti-Narcotics Force can drag anyone out at random and put them in The Hague Prison. There is no way they will be wrongly arrested. They are just like the players of P Club.

"The director didn't set a date for us, so let's push it slowly. Blow up one building after another without spreading out. It covers an area of ​​6 square kilometers. I will tear it into open space and stuff dichloroethyl sulfide in the tunnels!" Either die down there or get up here!" Kennedy said, "Controller."

If you use dichloroethyl sulfide bomb on the bright side, then...it will really kill Alexander!

"Boss, I think you can ask the director. Maybe he will agree to launch dichloroethyl sulfide from the position."

The adjutant looked at Kennedy longingly.

"The director's morals are very vague!"

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