Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 445 - 306: Behead Victor!4

Victor squinted his eyes.

The ga had begun.

Defense Minister Richard Bruce Cheney certainly did not know that the internal plans had already been leaked; he was now running around bare-assed, looking for Old Bush’s signature on the plan docunt.

Bush just glanced at it and then swiftly signed his na.

With the president ready to take the bla, efficiency was incredibly high.

At midnight on November 11, 1990, at 00:21 AM!

The Arizona National Guard’s 128th Battalion launched an artillery attack on the xicali border station!

Boom, boom, boom...

The entire border station shook as if in an earthquake.

The 223rd Battalion stationed here had orders to counterattack!

Pop, pop, pop...

Santos spat the sand from his mouth, shook his head; it was just dirt.

"The Arican bastards are here, take position, take position!" soone shouted nervously from outside.

He bent over and crawled out from a hole dug temporarily; outside was swarming with people squatting in the bushes, taking advantage of the night.

Who from the 223rd Battalion would be at the border station?

Wasn’t that just asking to be hit?

A battalion spread out on both sides of the hillside, in the forest, forming a pincer.

Santos and Campos carried an M134 Gatling Minigun Terminator to a high point. The two equipped with night vision goggles could clearly see personnel and vehicles advancing into the border station under the cover of artillery.

"Open fire, Santos!" the order ca through the headset.

He glanced at Campos, who gave an OK gesture, crouched down, grabbed the handle, and opened fire on the convoy!

The night was deep...

The M134 Gatling spat out flas like "Hellfire," creating a laser-effect, shooting over the heads of the soldiers below.

Ratatatatatatatata...

The sound of the gun was like diarrhea.

A 6-barrel aircraft minigun controlled from the ground...

One had to say, Victor really had his troops ard to the teeth.

A lead Humvee was blown up on the spot; the barrage of bullets pinned the U.S. soldiers to the ground, unable to raise their heads.

Several who couldn’t dodge in ti were turned into sieves, with a mist of blood hanging in the air.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Counterattack!" a commander hidden behind an M1A1 tank shouted loudly into a transmitter, patting the back of the tank, "Take out the fire point, take him down, Hausen."

The vehicle commander heard the order through his headset, directing the gunner to turn the barrel.

"Not enough angle!"

"Not enough angle!!"

Beep beep beep beep!

An urgent alarm sounded inside the M1A1; the driver’s face tightened, glanced at the radar, "Rocket!"

Boom~!

The vehicle shook violently; the commander was not seated securely and slamd into the side. The driver’s foot was stuck on the accelerator, and he had already passed out. That tank was lucky not to be blown away, but the infantry had it tough. The uncontrollable tank rampaged through the crowd, crushing many U.S. soldiers, and finally, crashing into a mountain amid screams, thick smoke billowing.

In a mont, the U.S. Military suffered heavy losses.

United States National Guard VS xico National Guard; the battle appeared fierce.

anwhile, as the "xicali Border Battle" erupted, drawing the attention of both sides.

In the darkness.

From El Paso Military Camp in Texas, 8 UH-60 Utility helicopters and 3 AH-64 "Apache" attack helicopters took off.

They carried U.S. soldiers on a mission to kill the xican Tyrant Victor.

"Gentlen, our mission is to kill the xican Tyrant Victor, you all know the plan. God be with us, An!" Lieutenant Colonel Tom Mathis, the frontline commander, shouted.

He had so white hairs now; after this, he planned to move to secondary duties.

"An!" his comrades echoed.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

The ard helicopters’ rotors rippled the water of the Rio Bravo River at the US-xico border. Experience more content on .Côm

They flew low toward their destination.

The "11.11 Conflict" had officially begun.

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