Ye Jihuan glanced around the room, saw the old woman collapsed on the floor, touched her, then shook his head, "These drug addicts are truly beyond redemption!"
"Pass down my orders, search thoroughly. Any household with drugs today, I want all of them taken out!"
"Brother Huan, isn't this... too extensive?"
"What's there to fear? The big boss above will take the fall for you, the military tribunal will seek him out, not us."
Zhang Ziqiang thought for a mont, nodded, and said in Mandarin, "That's also true, that guy isn't afraid of having more lice either."
"Don't talk nonsense, we're currently relying on him to eat. We need to speak well of him."
"Alright! Next house, we'll finish off these vermin today!"
"But what about this old lady?" Zhang Ziqiang hurriedly asked.
Ye Jihuan sighed, "Let the Reserves co to collect the body, then have it cremated at the crematorium."
Usually, there's no ti to identify whether the dead are innocent victims or drug traffickers; once burned, shoveled directly into the ground.
It even helps to increase the fertility of the land.
Don't bla Victor; it's just the way things are these days.
If there's anyone to bla, it's those drug traffickers who, when faced with our forces, not only refuse to surrender but also dare to fight back!
...
The night was deep.
The stars in the sky were rare to see.
On the 315 national highway in Tamaulipas, many car headlights could be seen!
Casting light far into the distance.
The sound of vehicle engines and rolling over the road was very loud, you could see a line of troop transport vehicles, pick-up trucks towing artillery, as well as nurous armored personnel carriers!
Clearly, it's an army!
"Szzz~"
So dozy drivers suddenly heard the radio blare, startling them, they slapped their faces.
"Division command, rest at 10 kiloters ahead!"
Sitting in the co-driver's seat, Colonel Sigismund William Lister picked up the intercom, "355th Regint received."
"337th Regint received!"
"338th Regint received!"
...
Colonel Sigismund William Lister yawned, pulled out a cigarette from his upper pocket, passed it over, "Have one, wake up. You heard?"
"Yes, Colonel."
The driver quickly took it, looking for his lighter, which was promptly handed over, he quickly leaned over to light it.
"Colonel, we haven't encountered any resistant ard forces along the way."
"What? You want to fight a war? Isn't it nice to fight wars that make the enemies flee at the re sight of us?"
"Great, of course, it's best if all wars are like this."
Colonel Sigismund William Lister leaned back, "Only the pseudo-governnt in the central part didn't expect us to get through the canyon, after annihilating the 61st Brigade all the way going south, the main forces went west, the 3rd and 2nd Divisions are having a blast."
"I heard the 3rd Division broke the enemy and is now advancing eastward. Popovich is dead, won't it be long before we liberate the entire central region?" The driver spoke more and more excitedly, "By then, after we rest a bit, Mr. Governor will lead the troops southward, and the recovery of the whole of xico is just within reach."
He was amused by his own "fantasy," his eyes sparkling, "Once the war is over, I can go ho and check on my land, heard that the town has allotted us 30 acres, I'm planning to plant so avocados, bananas, Colonel, you can co over for food then."
Colonel Sigismund William Lister, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, listened and nodded with a smile.
But inside, he felt sowhat cramped and even... uneasy.
They, as high-level commanders, knew more; the unification of xico was not so simple to achieve...
Land reform, reforming whom?
The tyrannical landlords!
These landlords from the era of Old xico, entrenched ruling class!
In the towns, they commit all kinds of cris, training gunn, high-handed, for their land, no battles occurred.
They won't easily hand over the land they hold; it can only end with killing, a bloody massacre!
And so saw the bad situation brewing and made a quick escape, these people ran off to the United States or Canada, loudly criticizing Victor's atrocities in the dia.
Even accusing him of being a "Xist!"
Damn it, the war on drugs suddenly took an ideological turn, obviously worrying the United States and Europe and Arica a lot.
After all, tyrannical landlords are abundant in these places!
Why was the 3rd Division ordered to "quickly" take control of Tamaulipas State? And then no further orders?
Isn't it here to guard against the Yanks next door?
To prevent them from directly intervening!
Peace talks?
Stop joking, that's just a bunch of worthless paper. Whoever believes in the words of the Aricans is a huge idiot.
The Soviet Union collapsed; the Aricans don't want a "Communist neighbor" with a border stretching over 3300 miles, it would be terrifyingly horrible.
The fight must go on!
Just watch...
The Popovich Governnt died too quickly, not worth fearing, but the drug traffickers in the south may not be so easy to handle.
Half an hour later.
The vanguard has arrived at the designated location.
The "Cooks" of the 355th Regint then began to make fire and prepare food.
Cook is a term used in the U.S. military, similar to a cooking squad.
Eating dried rations all the ti is not good for the soldiers' health and morale, so logistical support is also a part of combat operations.
The Northern Army's logistics are quite decent; each person gets a food allowance of 3 US dollars, which goes up to 7 US dollars during warti, and they can normally enjoy over a thousand types of food, including 15 kinds of beverages, nearly 20 kinds of desserts, about 60 kinds of vegetarian dishes, and nearly 100 kinds of at dishes.
During war, the supply of at, milk, and cigarettes is guaranteed!
Just for at alone, the Northern Army has to produce about 24 tons per month, plus vegetables and such, there's a lot of pressure, and they are unable to be self-sufficient, sotis they have to import from other countries.
Therefore, after being sanctioned, xico is actually out of breath.
Victor is also having a tough ti.
Living and raising are two different things.
When the follow-up troops arrived, a staff officer ran over and said, "Colonel Sigmund, the division commander is asking for you."
"Alright, I'm coming now."
Sigismund William Lister replied, exchanged a few words with the deputy regint commander, then jogged toward the division headquarters.
"Guard Corps, assemble!"
At that mont, he heard soone shout, then witnessed a group of people erge, led by an officer he had not seen before, who spouted a flurry of words and then got into a vehicle and disappeared into the darkness.
"What are they up to?" Sigismund William Lister asked the staff officer beside him.
"A gunfight has broken out at the downstream border of the Rio Grande. A bunch of people are engaging in a firefight there, and the division commander has ordered the Guard Corps to take control of the border."
Colonel Sigmund William Lister nodded, took another look behind, then entered the tent.
...
At this ti at the "91" border line of Mautapas State.
From Texas...
32cm away!
If soone pees, as long as their kidneys aren't weak, the sll could waft over.
Likewise...
This is also a crossing spot for drug traffickers!
There's no quarantine wall at this ti.
After the Northern cities were taken by Victor, this was the only place that bordered the United States.
Just think about it...
How lively must it be here?
There are even savvy people pushing carts selling sausages here, and prostitutes picking up clients.
20 US dollars per session.
Not cheap.
But now, at this "91" border line, the gunfire is deafening, accompanied by roars and curses.
There are already many people lying on the ground.
A typical shootout between drug traffickers.
Actually, they also have it tough; when they heard that the Northern Army was marching in, the smugglers and drug traffickers in Mautapas State were in a panic, they eagerly contacted buyers in the United States, no matter what, they had to sell off their goods, even at a loss!
If caught by the Northern Army, they'd get nothing, not even a drop of soup.
Then a crowd surged over, and there was a traffic jam at the border, with people cursing at each other, declaring who they were.
Get out of the way or I'll kill your whole family.
My entire family is already dead or whatever.
Then disagreent turned into a fight, and they started battling each other.
The entire "91" border line turned into a complete ss.
By the ti the Guard Corps arrived, they were still fighting.
"The Northern Army is coming! Run! Run!" A drug trafficker with sharp eyes saw car lights shining over and frantically ran to the other side, still clutching a huge lump of narcotics—this was capital for wealth generation.
If sold, it would make them rich!
Even during the gunfight, people were recklessly grabbing what they could, reasoning that not taking it would be a waste, and on the other side, the National Guard, seeing sothing not right, quickly ordered to open fire!
"Open fire! Suppress!"
"Captain, the other side is xico, what if our bullets fly over..."
"What's there to fear? Do you think they dare say anything? Open fire!" the leading Arican Captain shouted.
The anti-aircraft machine gun on the armored vehicle rattled as it started to sweep fire.
Imdiately, a row of smuggled immigrants and drug traffickers were shot dead.
"Damn it!"
"Brothers, return fire! The Aricans are crossing the border! Fuck them!"
"TPz-1 armored vehicle, launch smoke grenades!"
"Everyone get ready!"
"Charge into the United States!!"
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