Chapter 464 "Good Night! Mexico!"

Line root is here!

He came to San Diego to work!

He was wearing a black suit, and his entire hair was very positive.

Like a groom official.

Under the protection of the Special Service Bureau, he shook hands with all the officials at the San Diego Naval Base and asked well, with a looming smile on his face.

This guy ...

It's unwilling to be lonely!

Who will have a retired president who can come to the front line?

Don't be stupid, don't you want to rejuvenate the second spring? Intersection

Lao Bush was put into the hospital by his own shot. What kind of goods are Clinton? He is a romantic master who can't control his little brother, can he be president?

He doesn't have this ability, you know it's cut.

Heroes in the world, only my Ronald Wilson Liegen!

He came, and also brought more than a dozen journalists. Although his team thought it was dangerous, he also believed that he would have greater hope.

if…

Mr. Ligan can fight the front line to fight the Mexicans with a gun. As long as one fragment, they can let public opinion as one of the greatest presidents!

But Liegen thought about it ...

Forget it, the bullet is not long eyes.

Typical wants to vote, but dare not really die.

Putting a podium at the entrance of the naval base, he grabbed both sides with both hands, raised his head, and watched the officers sitting below, and torn his speech in public.

The following group of people is unknown.

He listened to Ligan very passionately, "When my adviser gave me this lecture, I know, I won't speak wrong, because every word here is selected."

"but!"

"Sir, this is not what I want. My compatriots are resisting aggression, and I should vent my emotions. This cold speech can't tell my respect and love for you."

have a look…

What is a politician?

The consultant group standing at the back looked at each other, and they smiled helplessly. They were all used to it. When necessary, they were pushed out.

Don't say ...

The following group of people ate this set, and they cheered instantly.

"We must be able to eliminate Victor's tyranny, and we can also protect our country. Sir, please tell me if you have any difficulties, I will help you solve it."

"Our goal is to make the United States great forever!"

Under his words, the atmosphere is good.

The people below shouted the name of Liegen.

This couldn't help but raise his mouth.

After Clinton steps down, the next he must show the strong wind.

Some people say they are old?

No!

You can also bring the United States for decades.

No one noticed.

From 1,000 meters in the four corners of the southeast, the 7 PCHELA-T2 bombing drone penetrated into San Diego.

This kind of stuff, fly at low altitude, you can't see your radar.

"No. 1.4.7, target positioning."

Informatization combat department.

The operator wore a headset and shouted, and the operating rod on his fingers swinged slightly.

Hermut Moqi was lying behind, "reduced height."

"yes!"

The three drones began to get out of the clouds. There was a large red frame on the screen, which wrapped the entire naval base in it.

It's like a sight.

finally…

Then the situation below is clear.

Hermut Mochi saw a group of people sitting at the door of the base and was silent ...

Big Brother, are you looking down on us?

Isn't this just to behead your head to others?

The officers standing behind them also scratched their heads.

"General, will this be a trap?" Someone asked lowly.

"What is the picture? Is it a picture ... a drone?" Hermut Moqi glanced at him.

"Then they must be crazy."

"Is the American guy taking drugs?"

The officers behind him whispered each other.

"Quiet!"

Hermut Moqi scolded, and they closed their mouths instantly. He leaned forward, pointed at the screen, "Fried!"

"Since they are looking for death, we will send them to hell."

The operator nodded hard, quickly opened the weapon system with his fingers, unlocked the bundle bomb in the drone, and pressed the red buttons with the red buttons.

As soon as the abdomen of the PCHELA-T2 bombing drone was opened, and a bundle bomb was thrown down below!

In the air, the bomb disappeared, and then dispersed into hundreds of small bombs.

Whisto smashed towards the ground!

Below Lengen was still speaking, and he felt tight in his heart. Since he was assassinated, he had an intuition for death.

"careful!!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, Liegen stunned, and then he heard the whistling of the sky above his head.

I haven't reacted yet ...

The pain on the body is extremely painful!

Immediately after the whole person was blown out, all of them were bombed on the cave ...

What is that far away?

Look, Liegen does not look like your intestines?

Welcome to a panic, running like a headless fly, but ... who can run the shells?

A shocking sky, sweeping a piece.

A small mushroom cloud rose empty.

This is not over ...

The other four PCHELA-T2 bomber also arrived and performed the second round of bombs below.

Boom!

Reagan, it's in the air (him?)

…

Pentagon.

Robert Gates was smoking a cigarette and holding a lighter in his hand and pressing it hard.

Pa da~

No fire.

He pressed it again but still nothing. He frowned slightly and pressed harder, but there was no response.

"Fake Squid!"

Robert angrily smashed the lighter, which was worth tens of thousands of dollars, on the ground.

If he hadn't still had his sense, he might have scolded the lighter, and even you, would have bullied me?

But when I saw tens of thousands of dollars lying on the ground, I felt a little distressed and went to the door to pick it up.

As soon as he lowered his head, the door was pushed open from the outside with a bang, knocking him upside down.

The pain coming from his head instantly made him furious, "Asshole! What are you going to do! Is your father dead or your mother dead?"

The secretary who came in through the door quickly helped him up. Hearing his words, he was startled, grunted, and his pupils shrank, "Sir, Mr. Reagan... was bombed and killed in San Diego!"

Robert "swiped" and raised his head, and the pain from the red envelope on his head was instantly forgotten...

"No...impossible, you must be joking, right?"

He laughed dryly, but seeing the grief-stricken look on the other side's face, he couldn't bring himself to speak again. His face turned red for a moment, and then turned pale the next moment.

He grabbed the secretary's arm forcefully, "Quick... don't let this matter get out!"

That's Ronald Reagan. He has a very high status in the hearts of Americans and is known as one of the "greatest Americans."

Some even say that if it hadn't been for him, the United States might have been dragged down in the 1980s.

But for such a person, if he was "killed" by the Mexicans on the front line, it would be simply...

Unimaginable!

The secretary cried, "Already... I know. A dozen reporters and six generals at the naval base were also killed!"

Robert. Gates felt dizzy, stretched out his hand, and his voice was trembling, "Quick, go find President Clinton!"

Quite a bit…

Go to the West to invite Tathagata Buddha, because he knows that this is no longer his responsibility.

Just 6 generals, there have not been such casualties since World War II.

"Hel me up."

The secretary next to him helped him up hard. Robert's feet were still a little weak, and he knelt on the ground.

Looking miserable...

He suddenly envied that old bastard Rumsfeld. That old bastard ran so fast.

It’s over.

This life is over.

At this time, Clinton originally planned to visit the veterans because of the "starving to death" incident in the veterans' nursing home in San Francisco!

A lonely old man during World War II was abused in a nursing home and starved to death...

This was reported by a small newspaper, but it caused an uproar, and discussions about the treatment of US military veterans began to appear on the Internet.

The White House Secretariat is not all trash. Many people noticed that something was wrong. They must suppress the signs of this matter, otherwise...

Something will really happen!

There's a war going on on the front lines.

But on the way, after receiving a phone call, the convoy drove back in a hurry, even sounding the alarm.

Residents along the way were startled when they saw the convoy coming back.

"What's wrong? Why are you back again?" A woman in pajamas was lying by the window and asked her husband.

"Maybe Clinton pooped his pants? I just think that guy has a bad sphincter."

My husband, who was watching TV, hummed and said, paused, came over in slippers, and looked at the anxious look of the motorcade, "Maybe who died?"

The wife pushed her husband hard and said, "Your mouth really stinks."

At this moment, on the TV, the director below rushed to the stage holding a piece of paper. The host was stunned and took it in confusion...

This has never happened.

She glanced at what was written on the paper, her eyes suddenly widened, and her whole body was trembling.

Those who didn’t know it thought they had brought some small toys.

The next second...

The female host's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she actually... cried in public!

! ! ! !

"Cry, cry, cry NM, speak quickly!" the director behind the camera clenched his fists and roared in a low voice.

The male host next to him saw this and took the paper over. When he saw the news, everyone in front of the TV could clearly see his brows trembled.

But his good psychological quality still kept him energetic:

"Now a breaking news!"

"Former U.S. President Ronald Wilson Reagan was attacked and killed when he was visiting the military at the San Diego Naval Base!"

The husband who was cursing Clinton in front of the TV took a breath, his mouth was...so powerful? !

Turned on?

This is really deadly!

He looked at his wife next to him and saw that her eyes were staring, and tears could not help but flow from the corners of her eyes.

Reagan was loved by women because he had been an actor, was handsome, and spoke humorously.

But such people…

He was actually killed?

OMG…

Today must be April Fool's Day!

The news that Reagan was killed in a bombing swept the entire United States instantly like a wildfire in San Francisco!

Then the whole world!

"! (U.S. President Ronald Reagan was shot dead by Mexico in San Diego!) - Al Jazeera "Gulf News".

"Heart む Pain!!! ガ ー ガ ン meters, サ サ サ サ サ サ される される される される!! (Brothers who often watch the film do not need to translate.)" - Japanese "NHK7 News".

"!!!!! (God!!!! Mexican tyrant killed our favorite leader !!! Axi !!" - KBS News!

Mowing

Under the modern and developed communication technology, this kind of thing can not be hidden at all.

It was conveyed as soon as possible. Who cares about it?

As long as the traffic is fine.

Tokyo Ginza.

The Japanese government first ordered the red to transform the reddish red into white.

Used to mourn the "life".

It is worthy of being a son. Dad is dead. This filial piety can be learned, otherwise ... take them away directly.

The next door of South Korea is even more ruthless. It is said that Qingwatai intends to mourn directly in the lower half of the flag, and the country is silent for three days.

… ...

It really is a stick, Assi.

And the rabbit next to:

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Anyway, it is also a highlight to see the response of countries around the world.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Hot explosion!

After returning to the White House, Collinton didn't know what he said, but based on the conversion of the three aunts and seven aunts.

This day ...

Clinton held his lower body.

Under such "boiling", Mexico is the last one to know.

For Victor, I am fighting the battle between the country. How can I have time to watch TV?

But when the "sorrow" of the United States came through TV next door, Casale almost hit the wall with excitement and directly rushed into Victor's office.

"Boss! Boss !!!"

"Liegen ..."

He blushed and pointed at the newspaper, "Liegen is dead!"

With a cigarette, Victor, who did not sleep well for three days, was blank.

"The roots in the United States, the president, was killed in San Diego, and the corpse was incomplete."

Victor's expression.

Σ (° △ ° |||)!

Immediately after: surprise !!!

He jumped up at once, and the cigarette butt didn't notice, and fell directly on his clothes.

"Who do it? It's beautiful !!"

"According to US news, it was killed by drones, that is, informatization combat forces." Casale also said happily.

"Hermut Mochi?"

Victor laughed even more likely, "Quickly, call him over, no, I go there, and call the staff of the staff and the three army of the navy together."

"clear!"

Victor can not be summarized with excitement now.

He didn't know how to reward the other party.

History book!

Yes, on the historical book!

On February 2nd, this time is destined to be remembered by military history!

Mowing

Information combat forces belong to the direct management of the Ministry of National Defense.

The location is at the foot of the Tapeya Mountain, covering a small area, about 17,000 square meters, which is equivalent to two football fields.

Hermut Moch, who hadn't closed his eyes for a few days, was resting in the compartment and was awakened by people.

"General Mao Qi ..."

He opened his eyes confused and saw a familiar face.

It was Lieutenant General Edward Frigz Blomburg.

Hermut Moqi almost rolled down from the wire bed, and stood up busy, saluting: "Chief!"

Lieutenant General Bolomburg was happy, patted his shoulder, and gave his thumbs up, "Good dry, beautiful!"

The whole party was confused.

"Chief, what are you talking about?"

"Don't you know? Yes, there is no TV in it, you don't know what happened outside, do you send drones to attack the San Diego Naval Base?"

"Do you know who you killed?"

Hermut Moch shook his head.

"Liegen! Former US President Ronald Wilson Lord!"

Mao Qi's eyes widened.

He was also scared.

Before I thought it was a unsightly military figure, I thought I was thinking about it, but who knows ...

It was him who died!

"Hurry up, ready, the general is going to condolences to the troops." General Lieutenant General Breomburg patted his shoulder, and his tone was also envious, "Your boy is going to be developed."

The general will be stable. Perhaps, if the general will appear in the future, he will also be the first batch of candidates.

Hermut Moqi grinned and laughed, really couldn't hold back the joy of her heart.

"Don't smirk, go and prepare."

"Yes, the chief!"

He shouted loudly and felt that he could boil for another seven days.

February 3rd, 2 pm.

Victor and his party went directly to the informatization combat forces.

Hermut Moqi welcomed hundreds of soldiers.

The emperor with a uniform came down from the car, and his face was smiling, and he never went out today.

"General, information combat forces report to you!" The opponent trotted to salute him.

"Cross."

"yes!"

Hermut Moqi turned his head and issued an order: "Cross!"

Hundreds of people brushed their hands together and stood upright.

Casale gave him a microphone, and Victor waved his hand, letting people take a chair.

Stand on it yourself.

"Brothers, some of you must already know."

"That's right!"

"You have done a great job!"

"Yesterday, we shot and killed U.S. President Ronald Reagan, creating world history, breaking the pride of Americans, and telling them once and for all that there will be no good consequences for those who do evil!"

Although Reagan was an advocate of anti-drugs, during his period, the proliferation of drugs was also the largest in the United States.

1980s…

golden period.

"I'm so proud of you!"

All the soldiers below were very excited and their eyes were bright.

"To be honest, I don't know how to evaluate this unprecedented achievement. I have decided that starting from next year, this moment will be included in the national textbooks of Mexico, and it will be named: Helmu in the west square in the center of Mexico City. Special Moltke Square!”

"The number of the information combat unit will be erected above!"

"Furthermore, you will be awarded a collective special medal and your honor will be engraved in marble at the door."

"And inform the entire army to learn from you!"

Do you know what is most attractive to soldiers?

Famous for eternity!

Honor forever!

Victor's handwritten teaching materials made the soldiers couldn't help but cheer.

This was also the first time in Victor's time that a general's name was written on the square.

"Long live the General!"

"Long live the General!"

Victor stretched out his hand and pressed down, and everyone below fell silent for an instant.

His control over the army is evident.

"Promoted Helmut Moltke to lieutenant general, awarded the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Diamonds, Double Swords, Golden Oak Leaves, and a bonus of US$650,000!"

"Promoted to the rank of Major, leader of the 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th Operation Teams, with a reward of US$200,000, and the Knight's Cross of Iron Cross with Oak Leaves with Double Swords. Each member of the team will receive US$100,000."

"The rest of the soldiers in the information combat unit will receive US$50,000 each."

Another sum of money was thrown out.

But it’s okay…

There is a lot of money in Victor's little vault.

The accompanying officers standing behind him had red eyes, as did the soldiers below.

It's not about the money, it's mainly because the honor is too great.

The team leader has been promoted to major, so he is an officer.

And Helmut Molchina was the 13th Knight of the Iron Cross with Diamonds, Double Swords, Golden Oak Leaves.

Can you not be envious?

This is the future.

Helmut Moltke's eyes turned red and he raised his hands, "I pledge allegiance to the general to the death, overthrow US hegemonism, and long live world peace!"

Look...

There is so much art in saying this.

Victor got down from the chair, personally awarded them honors, visited the war room, and had dinner with the soldiers in the evening before leaving. When he left, he told them to make new achievements and celebrate together.

After watching the convoy leave.

The troops could no longer hold back their excitement.

"Calm down, calm down!"

Helmut Moltke said to the adjutant, his breathing a little rapid, "The general loves us very much, we must work harder."

The adjutant's nose was twitching, and his eyes were red as he looked at his boss's medal.

"General, what do you say about blowing up Clinton? Our drones infiltrate the United States and shoot at the White House! Blow up those sons of bitches?"

Helmut Moltke: "..."

Victor, who returned to the National Palace, did not rest but gave a national speech. On television, he acknowledged the special operation that killed Reagan and praised the information force.

"In this confrontation between good and evil, we have achieved fruitful results. I am proud of my soldiers, I am proud of my motherland, and I am proud of my people!"

"Trust us, Mexico."

"We will never make you cry again!"

"We will defeat the hegemony that bullies us, we will defeat the drug dealers who are lying on the body to suck blood, we will maintain the small peace of the world, we will let the children grow up, we will let the elderly live in peace for thousands of years, and we will let ladies wear skirts By dancing at night, we will give everyone the freedom of choice.”

Victor faced the camera and smiled, tears falling uncontrollably from his eyes.

"I love this land deeply, and I love you deeply."

"I wish you good health, good night and sweet dreams!"

The news that came from Victor's mouth was naturally correct, and the public opinion of those who had been suppressed for a long time suddenly exploded.

From Tijuana in the north to Guerrero in the south-central part, and even in areas controlled by drug traffickers in the south, fireworks shot into the sky.

Completely illuminate the entire dark night.

Even some die-hards in the south have to admit that unless Victor is overthrown by military means, it is no longer possible to rely on public opinion alone.

He allowed this country, which had been exploited by the United States since the 19th century, to slowly and slowly stand up its back. It can be said that he is the "greatest emperor of Mexico!"

"Thanks Victor!"

"Good night! Mexico!"

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