Chapter 383 Northern Torture: Sharks in heat!

Chapter 383 Northern Torture - Shark's Spring!

Here Aldous Wendel is working hard to "output" the BBS.

Performing "talking on paper".

A large force of 6,000 troops supported by the southern government over there has penetrated deep into the state of Nuevo Leon. Brigadier Alex Phillips led his men to climb "Abbotsford Mountain" at night, which is only about 200 meters high.

Looking at the "sun" struggling to rush up in the distance, he wanted to say something, but in the end...

Phew~

A fart spurted out from his butt. Before a lieutenant colonel standing behind him could climb up, his wig fell apart and he looked at his colleagues below in embarrassment.

Alex Phillips didn't know that his fart had caused such a big "incident". He looked condescendingly ahead, stretched out his hand, and said with high spirits, "The Northern Army is vulnerable, give me enough troops to recover Nuevo León." , invade Durango, and capture Victor alive!”

"The brigade commander is right, well said!"

The sycophants below clapped and shouted excitedly.

Along the way, they had seen the combat effectiveness of the Northern Army, which was instantly defeated. There was basically no sign of the Fourth Marine Division in the southern part of Nuevo León and the southeastern side of Monterey.

Alex Phillips must be playing hard.

After all, that was Victor!

The tyrant of Mexico, defeating him just proves the truth, he is the "God of War" of Mexico!

It's just a fake product hyped up by Victor's public opinion.

A gust of wind blew, and Alex Phillips, who was dreaming, shuddered and tugged on his clothes, "Can we get to Monterey tomorrow?"

"There are still 200 kilometers, and with some heavy weapons, it might be difficult."

Alex Phillips frowned after hearing this, "Put the heavy weapons at the back and let the light infantry go up first. I can't wait to see the entry ceremony that Monterey has prepared for me."

"Let one battalion protect the heavy weapons and go behind, while the other troops advance quickly. When the Fourth Marine Division is eliminated, I will give you credit!"

Some people standing behind him felt that his combat methods were more radical and that a steady and steady approach was the best strategy, but no one dared to remind him.

After the fleet was bombed, Brigadier Alex Phillips was unhappy. The southern government also scolded him, which made him almost find a hole to crawl in. Of course he didn't know what hole he was looking for.

After entering the state of Nuevo Leon, he found that the enemy was vulnerable, and his arrogant character suddenly became magnified.

The boss of heaven, the second boss of earth, the third boss of others...

Victor?

Just lick your own ass.

"It is said that Victor's mistresses are very beautiful. When the captives arrive, I will let you have fun first!"

What General Yuwen!

Now call the boss!

"Thank you, Brigadier!"

Alex Phillips laughed, akimbo, as if victory was certain.

At this time, it is 160 kilometers northwest of Monterey in the National Mountain Park.

If there is a satellite that can see it, the place is heavily guarded and surrounded by soldiers and horses!

The headquarters of the 4th Marine Division is here.

Rommel is also hiding here.

"We're in!"

In a command post set up in a tent, Rommel, commander of the Fourth Division with a scruffy beard, looked at the map with glowing eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

The pressure on him was overwhelming.

This made him, who has high requirements for his own neatness, not shave his beard for a long time.

The same was true for Chief of Staff Fedor von Bock next to him. He took great pains to trick the southern support troops in.

"The 61st Brigade of the South is 200 kilometers away from Monterey. Don't even think about running away when you come. We will launch a pincer offensive in Valjesillo and Cadretta to eat them up. If they insist on defending Monterey, then we will Bomb them indiscriminately. If they want to retreat, then we will use our troops to defend China and Montemorelos. This is the only way for them to retreat! "

"How many people have been released from the 61st Brigade here?" Rommel felt his throat was a little itchy, picked up the mineral water on the table and unscrewed the cap and asked.

Fedor von Bock frowned, "Each company was released, with more than 100 people."

"???"

Rommel was just about to drink water, but when he heard this, a question mark appeared on his head?

Putting the mineral water next to him, he took the information from the chief of staff, "A company? Does Alex Phillips look down on me, or is he throwing smoke bombs at me?"

Fedor von Bock pondered for a moment, "Maybe, he just simply thought he would succeed."

Rommel's left brow twitched hard, and he suddenly looked back at the map, "Bring me a pen."

The staff officer next to him hurriedly handed over the pen.

"There is a bridge three kilometers west of China. After capturing China, the troops blew up the bridge, leaving the retreat with no way to retreat. Then they turned to Montemorelos. This is a plain with endless horizon. If you want to retreat, you can only Let’s go from here. Let’s fight them decisively! We will eat up all our forces in one battle. By then, Nuevo Leon and Tamaulipas will not have any main force!”

Fedor von Bock nodded. He agreed with this combat plan, "But if the troops advance on a large scale, they will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of drug traffickers..."

"Let the airborne regiment go!"

"Where's the 338th Regiment?"

The staff officer next to him hurriedly said, "Recuperate in Saltillo, the capital of Coahuila state."

"Contact me to the regiment headquarters!"

"yes!"

Hundreds of kilometers away in the Saltillo military camp.

Colonel Kurt Student, commander of the 338th Regiment, sighed at the map and conducted deductions with his chief of staff and deputy commander.

"The 61st Brigade is already close to Monterey. It's the meat and fish on the table. It's at your fingertips. If a unit goes straight to the rear, it can completely block its retreat..."

"Commander, please stop sighing and have a drink of water. We are an airborne regiment, and the division commander is reluctant to let us go up there." The deputy commander said with a smile beside him, "Just wait for the order."

The airborne regiment was proposed by Victor at a military conference in Tijuana in January 1991.

Hit the enemy's rear faster, faster, and more swiftly!

And why is Victor said to "prefer" Rommel?

Because the establishment of the first "Airborne Regiment" was left to the 4th Marine Division, and the first regiment commander was Kurt Student, an "obscure" officer.

With an establishment of 3,000 people, 3 battalions, 3 120mm self-propelled mortar companies, and 3 122mm self-propelled howitzer companies, they are simply "airborne bandits."

Definitely can shine when necessary.

Colonel Kurt Student was also waiting for this opportunity...

Hearing the deputy leader's words, he could only shake his head.

"Captain! Commander!"

At this moment, the orderly ran in from the door, "Division headquarters phone number."

Kurt Student looked at each other, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his butt jumped up as if it was equipped with a spring. He hurriedly ran to the next door, which was brightly lit, and picked up the phone on the table.

"Hi, I'm Kurt Student."

"I'm Rommel."

"Master!"

"How are you preparing?"

Kurt Student's heart suddenly surged, "Always be prepared, Commander!"

"I told you to remember."

He quickly pulled the notebook on the table over. He didn't know whose it belonged to, so he wanted to use it first.

Rommel explained the plan again. When Kurt Student heard that the plan mentioned by the other party was similar to what he had expected when he deduced it, he did not feel proud, but felt great pressure.

! ! !

"Are you confident? After capturing two key points, the soldiers of Montemorelos will hold on to the 61st Brigade of Drug Dealers and Monterey's defeated troops before the large forces surround them. If they fail to hold on, then we will destroy the opponent's plan. It’s a failure!”

"Just tell me if you have confidence."

"Division Commander, the airborne troops are born to be surrounded! You will know if it is a mule or a horse that goes out for a stroll. If the 61st Brigade is let go, then I will shoot myself without you."

"I will remember it." Rommel also felt that it was not good to hit blindly, and his tone softened slightly, "If you succeed, I will give you credit. You don't want the diamond of Lieutenant Colonel Ludwig Baker of the 16th Regiment?" Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Silver Oak Leaves and Double Swords? A true hero never begs for charity from others, and the honor is in his own hands!"

Ludwig Beck is the "idol" of hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the grassroots level.

When he was the company commander, he captured El Mencho alive and received a medal. It was the first diamond medal at the grassroots level. He was promoted faster than his blood pressure. In just a few months, he went directly from a company-level cadre to a regiment-level cadre. .

Maybe it won't be long before he can be the leader!

The Northern Army is very willing to give young people opportunities. The average age of regiment-level cadres is: 26 years old!

Average age of teachers: 31 years old!

This can only happen during war.

"Master, when will it be our turn!"

"The division headquarters will convey the order to you, and then it's up to you."

After hanging up the phone, Kurt Student took a deep breath and said to the staff officer, "Go and call the company commanders."

"yes!"

About six or seven minutes later, all 12 company commanders arrived, some with eye droppings still on their eyes.

"Guys, the mission assigned to us by the division headquarters has come down!"

When they heard this, they were all shocked!

"My unit serves as the sharp knife regiment. If you have any difficulties, if anyone hinders me on the battlefield, I will shoot him!"

"Is there any?"

The 12 company commanders and 3 battalion commanders all shook their heads.

Kurt Student's expression was serious, "I will be the first to board the plane, the first to take off, the first to land, and go back to tell the soldiers that there are no cowards in the 4th Marine Division and no cowards in the 338th Regiment!"

"Long live!"

"loyalty!"

"sacrifice!!!"

The shore is making arrangements based on the overall situation, and that is on the Gulf of Mexico.

The infiltrating Navy boat commandos have climbed into the cabin.

The leader of the dance hall, Shotaro Fukuda, discovered that his companion who had gone to pursue him had not returned. He felt something was wrong and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Missi, Inoue, if you hear me, please answer."

There was no answer at all.

Shotaro Fukuda frowned and pointed at the three Japanese people near the door, "Mizutani, Ishida, and Matsudaira, you three, go out and take a look!"

The member of the National Essence Association holding an AK47 nodded vigorously, and then walked out towards the door, but within two seconds...

"Ah!" A scream made Shotaro Fukuda's expression suddenly change.

"Bagaya Deer!"

A grenade was thrown in, it made a few thuds and then rolled, and within a few seconds thick smoke began to rise!

Smoke bomb!

Shotaro Fukuda covered his nose and shouted, "Shoot! Shoot!"

Kill the hostages!

He has gone completely crazy!

Bang! Bang!

Several loud noises suddenly came from the central air conditioner, and then a figure jumped down from above and started shooting at the standing figures.

Chug tug tug…

The unlucky man standing on both sides of Shotaro Fukuda was wounded and fell to the ground.

And a bullet pierced his shoulder blade, causing unbearable pain. The gun fell to the ground. He cursed in Japanese, became angry, and wanted to drag the hostage to die with him, but the special forces team member who rushed in from the door kicked him. Kick him away!

Then he pounced on him, held down his head, grabbed his hair and slammed it on the floor.

He directly knocked out Shotaro Fukuda.

"Take the hostages away!" John McClane said.

The three members were protecting the hostages and running to the deck, "Go quickly, go quickly!"

"Where's the Asian guy?"

"I'm here!"

Meng Bo raised his hand at the door, "Sir, I'm here."

"Come and see who is the leader."

The other party hurriedly ran over, covering his mouth and nose, staring, and saw Shotaro Fukuda in a red suit on the ground, "That's him."

John McClain nodded, and a colleague ran over, took out a dagger, and stabbed his calf through!

"ah!!!"

Little Japan woke up from the pain and shouted loudly.

Meng Bo also swallowed, and Huixiang screamed in horror and grabbed his shoulders.

Did you see that boat commando member taking out a huge piece of wire?

Through his wounds? ? ?

"Have you ever seen shark fishing?" John McClain asked.

Meng Bo shook his head, and then his eyes widened!

"Sir...don't...use him to catch sharks?"

"No one can make General Victor unhappy, not even the President of the United States..." John McClane stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Meng Bo's scalp almost exploded.

Brother, I called you foster father, stop saying it, pretend I didn’t hear you, if you continue to say it, my life will be lost.

Several commandos carried Shotaro Fukuda and brought him to the deck, which was filled with people who had survived the disaster.

Seeing the gangster being carried out, he didn't know why.

Then I saw them throwing Shotaro Fukuda directly.

"Ah~~~"

"Plop!"

Meng Bo looked down, and there was a bright light on the horizon, so he could vaguely see that the other party was constantly struggling.

"The shark is coming!"

Huixiang pointed into the distance and said.

I saw a dozen sharks that smelled blood, exposed their fins, and rushed towards this side.

"Pull up," said John McClain.

As soon as the two commandos pulled, Shotaro Fukuda was hung up. This specially made thread would not break at all, but... the opponent's wound was getting bigger and bigger!

His screams became more and more painful.

Meng Bo felt like ants were crawling all over his body, and he looked at John McClane, who was wearing a mask, and his eyes revealed an inhuman look, "This is called shark courtship, one of the northern tortures, how to deal with these The people are just right.”

MD…

Victor is really George Bush's queen - an ugly flower!

And there were people nearby who recorded this scene...

He is indeed a "tyrant"!

John McClane walked up to the hostages and said, "Gentlemen and ladies, in the name of the Governor, I will take you home! We will send you to the hospital for examination."

A bald middle-aged man immediately knelt on the ground, clutching his head and crying.

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive!" A young man said to himself in surprise, his pupils dilated.

"Then...what about the other gangsters?" Huixiang asked softly.

"Do you know how to drag a keel?"

Meng Bo hurriedly pulled Huixiang and waved his hand, "Thank you, sir, we won't watch."

John McClane looked at him meaningfully.

Buzz buzz~

At this time, three helicopters from the National Guard's Swart Special Police Force flew over and began transporting the hostages.

A "campaign" that damaged Victor's reputation was extinguished!

Simple, rough, even... wild!