Chapter 185: Hey, Boy, Have You Ever Seen a Slap Coming Down From the Head?

Chapter 185: Boy, have you ever seen...a slap from the head?

Mexico is now the darling of the news media!

Mainly because Victor is more "out of the circle".

The new issue of Time magazine makes him a household name in the United States, even in new polls.

78% of American women think Victor is an "excellent" person to have sex with, and 45% of men think Victor is also a good partner.

Fortunately, he doesn't have much energy to pay attention to "off-court" activities recently, otherwise... I'll definitely give these big brothers some rockets.

The most important thing is that his remarks are very fierce and have aroused discussion among all walks of life in the United States, especially what he said, "drug users should also be shot!"

In Oregon, where drugs are rampant, he is even listed as the least popular person, but in some "old red neck areas" he is a "great" person, and he should be a bit of a shock to those blue state birds who are addicted to drugs.

so…

Many American reporters and even Canadian reporters hoped to interview Victor, and even some small gossip news agencies came to join in the fun, but they were all unable to get on the stage.

Many applications were simply rejected.

Without influence, Victor wastes his time playing "playing house" with you?

But this group of people was reluctant to leave and kept coming, so they boldly came to the front line of the "Hermosillo Steel Plant", hoping to get some breaking news back.

American newspapers and periodicals in the 1990s were not doing well either.

I can’t even fucking afford food.

A farm 2 kilometers away from the anti-drug force was the resting place for reporters. Early in the morning, a dozen reporters gathered around the village chief's house.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet as we ate the inedible tortillas.

"Farke!"

Suddenly, I heard a photographer sitting on the left side drop the spoon in his hand on the table, "How long are we going to stay here? We are news reporters, not war reporters. If it doesn't work, how long can we stay here?" Can’t you just make it up yourself? Aren’t all the news figures in the past like this?”

What he said was fair and aboveboard, but the reporters present were not surprised at all. Who has never done this before?

"Bogdan, it is said that Victor has a bad temper. If you write random tidbits about him, I'm afraid you will..." A reporter sitting next to him glanced at him and joked.

Don't think that no one can do it. In 1985, an American newspaper said that Cardano was "mentally ill" and said that his father also had it and that it was a family inheritance.

Then…

The newspaper office exploded!

Solve the problem directly and settle the matter once and for all.

There was a lot of commotion at that time, the FBI and CIA were pulled out and whipped, and the murderer was found, but... He was in North Africa. It is said that he was pinned to the ground by five gangsters and fucked because he was too arrogant.

"biu~" The reporter who was joking also raised two fingers and made a shooting motion, while making sounds on his lips.

Chuchuchu!

Gunshots suddenly rang out outside, and the reporters inside were startled. The photographer named Bogdan hurriedly ran to the window and looked out, and saw three pickup trucks rushing into the village, with more than a dozen armed men jumping out of them.

Holding an AK47 and wearing a mask, he fired the gun into the sky menacingly.

"Sinaloa Group!" Bogdan saw the LOGO on the car at a glance and shouted in panic.

! ! !

"How could drug dealers be here? Aren't there Mexican anti-narcotics forces ahead?"

Bogdan waved his hands with an excited expression, "Fuck, I know the Mexicans are useless at all. Who knows if they are really cracking down on drugs? Run!"

He shouted to his colleagues at the same newspaper office, picked up his bag and rushed out. Without paying any attention to his feet, he kicked the corner of the table and fell to his knees in embarrassment.

Just in time, the door was pushed open.

Bogdan raised his head and saw a fat man. The training uniform on him looked like he was in a turtle shell, wearing a mask and sunglasses, and holding an AK47 in his hand.

"Gentlemen, uh, and ladies, I am pleased to inform you that you have been kidnapped!"

"Does any of you disagree?"

…

The support force set off from Tijuana overnight and arrived at the "Hermosillo Steel Plant" in the early morning.

Watching the TOS-1 get off the semi-trailer, Victor patted its tracks with a smile on his face, "Look, this is my darling!"

Zolf Sherman looked at this "honeycomb"-like launcher and felt very curious. He climbed up and marked the caliber.

What is the concept of 24-unit 220mm caliber?

If you put it in your butt and come out from it, it is called a weapon of destruction.

"Director, I haven't seen this thing before. Is it a secret weapon independently developed by us?" Vasily, the new leader of the 442nd Regiment, couldn't help it.

He was very curious about these guys along the way!

I have never seen it before. The most important thing is that I know what it is called TOS Multiple Rocket Launch System. As for what it launches and how powerful it is, Vasily has no idea.

Victor smiled when he heard what he said.

Although this thing was developed in the 1970s, it was deployed into the army by Mao in 1998. In order to open up overseas markets, part of its performance was finally disclosed at the just-concluded "2005 Abu Dhabi Defense Exhibition".

Victor should be considered a crab eater?

Damn it!

The KGB won't come to assassinate you, right?

Probably not. What can’t Mao Xiong sell now? As long as you give money and find the right person, you can do whatever you want.

Didn't the Indian guy just bribe some people, and then loan out 10 billion rubles, well... and then wait for the Mao Xiong to collapse, and then he would pay it back, and the Mao Xiong almost got angry and fucked him.

"It can be said that this weapon can determine the direction of the battlefield!" Victor said with a smile and patted the chassis. This is actually TM's T72. It weighs 42 tons. It is suitable for driving in rugged and complex terrain and maintains a range of up to 60 kilometers. hour speed, and it also inherits the good protection capabilities of the main battle tank.

And it’s also called “The Fire Tank!”

"Quickly, drive outside the steel and give the drug dealer inside a dirty drink. It's a holiday today!"

"Is it a holiday today?" Vasily looked at the excited boss, scratched his head blankly, looked at Zolf Sherman and asked, "It shouldn't be written on the Mexican calendar."

"Who printed the calendar?"

"Anything you can buy in the market."

Zolf Sherman patted him on the shoulder and said, "When the time comes, we will change the internal copy. The others will be wrong. We are living Victor time in Baja California."

Vasily was stunned.

And...this statement?

"Boss, are you okay in broad daylight?" Kennedy said to Victor.

"What are you afraid of? The reporters have been arrested by me...the drug dealer. You ask the EDM people to take care of them and dig out a tank bunker."

If the boss says yes, then yes!

"Get everyone out, no more unnecessary charges. If the drug dealers persist in this steel plant for three more days, I will write Victor's name upside down!"

In the old office building inside the steel factory.

Alfredo, the fourth of the four Beltran Leyva brothers, was chewing bread, frowning, and suddenly asked, "Did the police not come in today?"

He didn't even hear the gunfire anymore, which was a bit unaccustomed to him.

He actually wanted to engage in street fighting in Hermosillo, but the steel plant stood outside the city, which made it more suitable for blocking. Moreover, the wall thickness was basically several times that of the buildings in the city, which could effectively lead Alfredo away. He moved in as soon as Los Zetas arrived, and it was just as he thought.

The artillery fire of those policemen couldn't hit the steel factory.

As long as the anti-drug forces are prevented from moving south and the Sinaloa base camp is not destroyed, when Guzman and others return from Colombia, it will be time to counterattack.

By the time…

Return all the pain you have suffered to Victor intact!

That bastard... Since the anti-drug campaign, the group has already lost so much money that it can be transported from other places. Fortunately, it can still be transported from other places, otherwise it would have been disbanded earlier.

"Boss, the police seem to have really withdrawn. Are they afraid?" The drug dealer who went out to take a look came back and said with a smile.

Alfredo's eyes narrowed and his eyelids twitched, scared?

If they were afraid of death, they wouldn't join the anti-drug force.

"Contact other teams and ask what happened when they fell to the ground?"

Alfredo is responsible for money laundering in the organization. He is mainly known as a vigilant and rigorous person. Seeing him like this, the drug dealer leaders in the room were startled.

"I still need to ask..."

"Just ask, why are you talking so much nonsense!" a Los Zetas member standing next to him cursed.

The drug dealer shrank his head and had no choice but to use the walkie-talkie to ask, still mumbling.

"Boss, do you suspect there is any conspiracy here?" the Los Zetas team member asked in a low voice.

"My intuition tells me that there is an...unknown premonition."

Intuition is the most mysterious thing!

He walked to the window and glanced outside. At one glance, he saw dozens of rockets flying over the horizon in the distance?

"Quick! Run to the passage, rockets are coming!"

In the office building, everyone was running in a hurry. There was a safe protective fortress below.

We're all used to it.

At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary... rocket!

Huhuhuhu~

The thermobaric bombs in the 24-unit beehive "rushed" toward the steel plant, and four "fire-breathing tanks" struck from four different angles!

If there is a drone shooting in the sky, you can see what violent bombardment is!

boom! !

The huge shock wave generated by the thermobaric bomb was clearly visible to Victor even from 2 kilometers away, and it produced condensation clouds!

This is actually a development type of incendiary bomb. It contains a small amount of high explosives and a high-energy solid of polychloride resin with added aluminum powder, which surrounds the stabilized rocket after it hits the target.

In about one-third of the blink of an eye, there will first be a smaller explosion, and then within tens of thousands of seconds, another explosion will occur in the target area. The aluminum powder will generate a detonation wave with extremely high pressure under the high temperature and high pressure combustion. !

and temperatures reaching thousands of degrees Celsius.

This temperature…

When Li Mei came, she had to say that the fire was too high, it was burnt, and it didn’t taste good.

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that thermobaric bombs can completely deplete the oxygen in the target area, even if the enemy personnel in fortifications, bunkers and tunnels are not directly killed.

Will also die from the ensuing lack of oxygen!

Well... the level of pain, anyway, no one marked "X" afterwards, it should be good. Five-star critic MacArthur once said: "If I had a thermobaric bomb, maybe you should call me the Emperor."

Some people also call this weapon: "Controllable Dust Explosion."

In the Internet era, many cyber military experts think this is useless, not that awesome, and is still a junk weapon.

But they...

No one dared to try it.

"One more round!"

Victor put down the telescope, "I didn't see it clearly."

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