Chapter 234 Task Force 141: Hey, hey, Guzman, here we come!

Chapter 234 Task Force 141: Hey, hey, Guzman, here we come!

The difference between paramilitary organizations and military organizations is boring when expressed in technical terms.

To sum up: fierce firepower, fierce personnel, high morale, and good welfare.

Take an AK47. I admit that you are very cool, but I am not afraid of you.

But if you say you have a 152mm heavy artillery and a sparse air force, you tell me you are a paramilitary organization...

Well, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. The Pepsi Cola next door is now the sixth largest navy in the world.

17 warships protect carbonated drinks.

What a joke.

The first couplet enjoys a wicked life, the second couplet fights for the bottom line and is obscene, and the horizontal comment is: The world is making a big fuss!

The 17th Regiment, which received the order from the "base camp", quickly assembled. With the help of American consultants, the drug traffickers dressed in green military uniforms, wearing Soviet SSH-40 helmets, and holding AK47s looked more like the army than the Mexican army!

There is also a skull embroidered on the arm of the clothes, with a dark blue background. The skull is wearing a mask, with the abbreviation of the North American Drug Association written on it: WBDZ!

More elegant.

And on the chest of the military uniform: If you are our enemy, then let me execute you personally!

Just raising the "God Master" costs millions of dollars every month. If there is a war, not to mention, the money will be like water.

Guzman is engaged in an arms race with Victor.

The 24 150mm+ caliber artillery pieces of the heavy artillery battalion lay across the side of the Fuerte River. In the darkness, the smell of metal flow could also be seen.

"Bearing XXX, coordinates XXX! Get ready."

"put!"

A voice came from the walkie-talkie, and the drug trafficker controlling the artillery fired shells towards Sonora State.

What does 155mm caliber mean?

If it explodes, all the flies within 30 meters will have to reincarnate. Even if it is 50 meters away, the shock wave alone will tear the clothes into pieces. If it is combined with an air bomb fuse, one shell will cover an area of ​​about a football field.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A newly built "airport" in Sonora State was directly hit by fire, and the bright light produced by the explosion could be seen clearly even from several kilometers away.

Vasily, the commander of the 336th Regiment of the Anti-Narcotics Force, squatted in a semi-pit-like headquarters with a telescope.

He has a one-star police sergeant hanging on his shoulders. He is one of the few local Mexicans with real power. Mainly because he joined with salary. The original 112th regiment of the Mexican Army was reorganized into the 336th regiment. He stood out in the recent rebel incidents. Very stable too.

"The drug traffickers' artillery equipment has been upgraded too quickly. More than a month ago, they did not have such equipment." Vasily's eyelids trembled as he looked at the airstrip that was almost flattened by the bombing.

However, after the conflict broke out, the logistics personnel were withdrawn, and there were no casualties. At worst, the prisoners in the prison would be processed again in the future.

"At least 150 mm caliber." The adjutant standing next to him took a breath and said.

Experienced people can actually tell by listening to the whistling sound of artillery shells. There are also such large-caliber weapons in the anti-drug force. They are often seen, and you get used to them after seeing them too much. Some weapons are great if you have them, but if your opponent also has them, it will be really frustrating. It's very painful.

This caliber is enough to prove that drug traffickers already have the ability to attack tough targets. If NMD advances towards Sonora, it can directly threaten the capital city.

"Report this to Tijuana. General Victor is negotiating with the Americans. If we know that drug traffickers have such weapons, it may be a benefit to us." Vasily said with a twinkle in his eye.

General?

This title...

Latin America and Africa represent different meanings.

In fact, this is a kind of title within the front-line troops. Calling the police chief or chief is not dignified enough, and it always feels stingy. Whose police force is so powerful?

A general has style.

Of course, Victor also knew that "brothers" called him that, but he just smiled and did not refuse, agree, or resist. He was a typical "scumbag".

Now he is called General, and from now on he will be called Grand Duke.

"The artillery fire has stopped!"

Suddenly, the explosion gradually died down.

"It seems that the drug dealers don't have much wealth. They are trying to scare people by having sex at night." Vasily smiled disdainfully, "Two companies are marching into Chihuahua!"

"Capture Madeira!"

"Commander, the joint command means to focus on Sinaloa, we..."

"Don't be so rigid in fighting. After occupying Madeira, the other three regiments will directly attack Sinaloa. We can contain each other and occupy more territory. Madeira is less than 600 kilometers away from the nearest city of Chihuahua. Do you think the drug traffickers want Sinaloa or Chihuahua?"

This is in the north of New Mexico and Texas in the United States, the source of funds. If it is taken down by the anti-drug forces, the drug dealers will suffer heavy losses, and they will definitely not give it up.

Then we can only send troops from the next state over to start a battle here and see who has a stronger fist.

The pressure on the 336th Regiment is much greater.

It is possible to be surrounded from three sides.

But if a group can involve tens of thousands of drug dealers...

That will undoubtedly bring time help to other brother troops and directly push the next door.

After the artillery battalion bombed Madeira, the frontline troops were already ready. After receiving the order, they drove directly into Chihuahua.

"Run! Run! Victor's people are coming, run!"

It was drizzling, and on the muddy road, refugees were running in panic. They were carrying large and small bags, and they were also carrying children. The young children had no idea what was happening, and were just led by their parents in a daze.

"Hurry up, Victor's troops are cannibalistic. If you don't want to be eaten, run quickly." An old man in a raincoat shouted loudly.

Hearing his words, many people were terrified.

Although Victor understood the benefits of public opinion warfare, the benefits of drug prohibition were almost circulated on TV every day, and even victims were called to talk about the disadvantages of drugs every day, but the drug dealers also had many means in their territory.

For example, they blocked the TV signals in Lower California and Sonora, and then promoted the cruelty of the drug prohibition forces, intercepted some bloody clips, and said that they were here to enslave and exploit ordinary people.

Even Guzman, under the advice of some people, planned to reform the schools in his own control area and brainwash the children.

After this series, especially the rural areas in remote mountainous areas, believed in these propaganda without a doubt.

They thought Victor was a bad seed!

The power of propaganda is really strange. For example, some cults, what kind of shitty leaders do they look like saviors?

They are uglier than cows, but they can still deceive a bunch of people.

Some things are very idealistic.

The same is true for pyramid schemes.

If it were Victor, he would have been fed to sharks.

This is just an abbreviation.

In the dark, these refugees walked towards the big city like ants, not knowing whether the road ahead would be dead or alive.

Hermosillo, the capital of Sonora.

It is very close to the border.

So, the artillery fire next to them can be heard vaguely, and some people even feel the vibration.

"Earthquake?! Earthquake?!"

Many people ran downstairs shouting.

The Mexico City earthquake two years ago brought shadows to many people. When they saw the building shaking, they ran downstairs wrapped in clothes.

Neighbors on both sides, you look at me, I look at you.

At this moment, they heard a vibration sound from above their heads, looked up, and saw a helicopter flying by.

"Bell 212! And Mi-8."

Some sharp-eyed people looked over. Is this a fight going on ahead?

In their sight, six Bell 212s and two Mi-8s flew off into the distance.

"Ghost, this is Soap. Please answer if you hear me."

In a Bell 212 on the left wing, a man wearing a balaclava with a skull pattern, a tactical headset and crimson sunglasses listened to the call on the intercom and said calmly, "Soap, can't you speak in the tactical headset?"

"Uh... sorry."

"Do you know the target of our plan?"

Simon Riley: "Of course, a 70-year-old woman, are you sure she can cooperate with us?"

"Then please break her legs. Her son is Guzman, a drug lord. He's a bastard. Think about your brother. If you hadn't helped him quit drugs, he would be dead now. She's not an old woman. She's the mother of a drug lord. She should die for this identity!"

"Ghost has professional ethics and cleanliness. If he can't do it, you can leave it to me." Another voice came from the intercom.

"Shut your asshole, Archer, thank you!" Simon Riley retorted, his eyes were sinister, "I swore in front of Victor's statue that I would kill all the drug dealers and his family!"

"Great guys, other groups follow the plan, this is our debut, perform better, I can apply for a raise."

John McTavish turned off the intercom, looked at the night outside, took out a necklace he was wearing, and prayed.

The helicopter formation escorted them into Sinaloa at low altitude, bypassed the town of "Los Mochis", and flew over the grove.

"Two kilometers away is Kandahar, the weapon system is turned on, the formation is dispersed, and indiscriminate bombing is carried out!"

"Falcon received!"

"Vulture received!"

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The order from the formation leader came from the helicopter pilot, and then they were divided into three parts in a planned manner, when they were one kilometer away.

"Ground indiscriminate attack!"

The Mi-8 took the initiative immediately.

The "Sager" anti-tank missile (AT-3) was aimed at the ground and exploded. After modification, an armed helicopter could hang dozens of missiles, and there were a total of 8.

Swoosh

A missile accurately hit the glass of a small western-style building, and when it hit the wall, it exploded with a loud bang, and half of the house was blown up directly. The people inside didn't even have time to see whether they were men or women.

A palm technique that fell from the sky!

A thick fog filled the air below.

The defenseless Kandahar village was immediately facing a catastrophe.

In this village, Guzman placed about 50 drug dealers here, all living in a four-story building with good welfare benefits. This kind of "high-rise building" was hit first, and 4 rockets were fired...

It was blown down directly.

The drug dealer died in his sleep.

These pilots have good skills. They flew around the village and cultivated the land repeatedly. Kandahar is only about 3 square kilometers. If you bomb it like this, all the other small western-style buildings will collapse.

Only the one in the middle is still standing.

This is Guzman's mother's house, and the missiles deliberately avoided this place.

They must be caught alive!

It looks magnificent from the outside.

"Down! Down! Down!"

After two rounds of bombing, the members of Task Force 141 quickly rappelled down. Archer led the sniper team to the commanding heights and lay down on the hillside next to them. Under the thermal imaging scope, almost the entire village was clearly visible.

The remaining team members dispersed and formed combat teams to eliminate other villagers.

"Ghost" Simon Riley led his men to rush towards Guzman's mother.

Hehehe!

Here I come.

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