Chapter 91: Defense of Guadalcanal!
Brothers who have fought in wars know.
What terrain is the most difficult to deal with.
Desert, rainforest, or plateau?
None of them!
It's an isolated island!
In Arlington Cemetery in Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States, there is such a statue, six American soldiers are planting an American flag on the ground.
This statue comes from a famous photograph "Flag Planted on Iwo Jima", which later became a symbol of the American spirit, and the content recorded in this photo is the Battle of Iwo Jima.
The isolated island of more than 20 square kilometers became a meat grinder on the Pacific battlefield.
At that time, the US military had to rely on airplanes and artillery, and then pay a tragic price to successfully land on the island.
Just drug dealers?
Rely on what?
Kayak?
Of course, I look down on drug dealers in my heart, but Victor still has to make preparations.
Many residents found that there were many more things covered with awnings on the dock. Some people wanted to go up to peek, but were stopped and scolded by the police officers on duty.
This made some sensitive residents feel a little nervous.
Santos had just returned from school that day, followed by Stephanie. The two of them were holding snacks when they suddenly saw a convoy of cars passing by, surrounded by people.
"6, 7, 8..." A freckled boy was counting, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, "Campost."
The boy was disrupted and made a mistake. He turned around in a rage, and when he saw Santos and the others, his face relaxed. He obviously had a good relationship with the latter, and he hooked Santos' neck, "Hey, you brought your wife out."
"Don't talk nonsense, this is my sister!"
Campost curled his lips and pointed at the convoy, "Just now a lot of cars passed by, one after another, and there was a police station written on them. I guess there must be weapons inside. If you can open it and take a look, you will know."
Who knew that his mouth seemed to be blessed. The island was originally windy. As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew over and directly opened the car behind. It was obvious that the rope was not tied.
It was like seeing rows of shelves on the car.
But Santos, who was deeply influenced by war movies, knew what it was immediately.
"BM-13 rocket launcher!!" He blurted out in surprise, but soon covered his mouth and pulled Camposter and Stephanie away.
"What? What's wrong?" Camposter asked curiously.
"It's okay, it's okay, if you have nothing to do in the next two days when you go home, don't go out." Santos said this and ran straight home.
Seeing that Stephanie behind him was running slowly, he squatted down, "Come on, get on, I'll carry you."
The latter nodded and climbed on his back.
Although Santos is thin, he has good physical fitness. He ran straight home with Stephanie on his back and saw Valentina cooking.
Stephanie's father Dexter was afraid of eating white rice and worked at the construction site.
"What's wrong? Are you so tired from running?" Valentina asked curiously.
"There's going to be a war!" Santos swallowed his saliva.
This made Valentina stupid, where is the war? Guadalupe Island?
With whom?
Sharks?
"I just saw a rocket launcher, the kind in the movies, whoosh whoosh whoosh."
Stephanie nodded beside him.
"Maybe it's just an ordinary exercise? Don't worry." As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the door open again, and Dexter, who looked exhausted, came back.
Stephanie shouted and rushed over.
"No, no, it's a bit dirty."
"You came back early today. Have you finished the work on the construction site?" Valentina looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was not even five o'clock.
The man smiled and shook his head, "I don't know. The construction site suddenly stopped working. The foreman asked us to go home first and rest for a few days. It's strange. There is still a lot of work to do."
Valentina stopped talking immediately, and her expression was a little ugly.
Seeing no response, the man looked up at her and found that she looked grim. "What's wrong?"
"Dad, Brother Santos said there might be a war!"
The man laughed when he heard this. "Watch less war movies in the future. How could there be a war?"
"Really, I just saw a lot of rocket launchers on the road heading to the beach." Santos said hurriedly.
Valentina frowned, "Is your holiday related to this?"
Dexter was startled and pondered, "When you went to the market to buy vegetables, did the price change?"
"It seems so, it's much more expensive." Valentina thought for a while and nodded.
"Maybe, there is a change."
Before something unexpected happens, market fluctuations are extremely accurate.
Just then, a Hummer police car passed by with a loudspeaker on it, "Martial law will be implemented at night. No one is allowed to go out. Please convey this to each other. If you encounter difficulties, please hide on the spot."
This is already very obvious.
There will be a war!
Valentina nervously put her hand on Santos' shoulder and squeezed it nervously. The latter raised his head, "Don't be afraid, Mom, Mr. Victor will win!"
Dexter frowned, "Who are you fighting against?"
The information on Guadalupe Island is relatively delayed. After all, it is in the Pacific Ocean. If you don't pay special attention, you don't know that drug dealers will work together to "besiege" Victor.
"No matter who it is, Mr. Victor will win."
"He is invincible!"
"He won't fail on his island."
Santos raised his hand and shouted.
Dexter glanced at him, a fanatic.
At this time, on the beach in the northwest of the island.
This landing operation is more difficult, but the island can be landed on all sides, which is also a test for the defense ability.
Victor is a bit shady.
Then bury mines on the beach where it is easier to land!
About 60 M14 mines are buried on a beach of only 300 square meters.
Damn...
This density, Victor is simply inhumane.
Anyway, this thing is cheap, 110 points each, you can make it at will.
And 500 meters behind the beach, a trench was dug, with 4 NSV machine guns on it, and 4 Type 64 120mm mortars 30 meters away.
This place should be enough to defend with 30 people, right?
The M14 mine alone can take away a group of people. With this explosion radius, even if a sports student comes, he will be broken into eight pieces.
Even if the gym student survived the mines, what about the machine guns and mortars?
If he survived, Victor deserved to fail.
Casare looked at the EDM officers laying mines, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help scratching his scalp, "Boss, this... this is a bit brutal."
Victor held a cigarette in his mouth, "Why would I fight drug dealers if I wasn't brutal?"
"You have to be brutal to drug dealers!"
"If we survive this level, Lower California will basically be ours, and the Tijuana drug cartel will not be able to fight us at all."
This is true. According to the information from the informant, Tijuana Benjamin will personally bring people to take revenge.
He must be killed!
The whole family must be together.
"You should also pay attention to the security on the island. Whoever takes advantage of the fire will be shot!" Victor's tone was murderous.
Casare was also very nervous. He had not slept well since he got the news. With his fat body, it is said that drug dealers like to put fat people on the steamer to steam out oil.
He shuddered just thinking about it.
"Are you scared?" Victor suddenly asked.
Casare looked at him, hesitated, then nodded with a wry smile, "Nervous, it is impossible to say I am not nervous, aren't you scared?"
"Scared?"
Victor smiled and pointed at the mines in front of him, "If those drug dealers could scare me, I would have left Mexico long ago. Do you think they are cruel or I am cruel?"
This question stumped Casare.
Because the way Victor treated the drug dealers was simply...
"Boss, you call this justice! They call this crime, how can it be the same?"
This flattery needs to be flattered.
Victor glanced at him and said, "As long as you are more brutal than anyone else, naturally, your fear of them will disappear in an instant."
"I will kill them all!"
"Then hang all the drug dealers in my Hall of Honor!"
"All of them!"
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