Chapter 960: Chapter 500: So life, it is bitter like a song!
Campeche State.
Cantarell Oil Field!
This is the largest oil field in xico, and one of the largest in the world. The reserves are estimated between 15-20 billion barrels.
This… it’s quite complicated here.
Arturo Desena mortgaged this place to gain the support of the United States and European countries. This is hard currency.
How does the saying go?
Oil might not breed rats, but it certainly breeds mold!
A “special task force” is stationed here, with about 120 people.
After the US-xico War ended, following the “Havana Agreent,” all of xico’s internal resources are autonomously decided by the xican people, and the Arican Governnt has no right to intervene.
But Yanks…
Never follow the rules.
However, Arturo Desena’s sudden escape actually threw the Aricans into disarray. You ran away… what about the mortgage loan we signed?
Victor would never acknowledge it!
The Cantarell Oil Field is the national cornerstone. If it falls into the hands of the xicans, what then?
So, Washington decided…
Blow it up!
If we can’t have it, neither can you.
This information was intercepted by the intelligence departnt…
June 3rd, night, 00:35 hours.
Four UH-60 Black Hawk helicopters, in radio silence, set off from two warships cruising in the Gulf of xico, using the cover of night.
Carrying thirty mbers of the Marine Police Boat Assault Team (SWWE)…
Heading towards the Cantarell Oil Field.
Surprise is the key.
“Low altitude flight, remain concealed, two minutes to target.”
The rotors of the UH-60 Black Hawk wrinkle everything below, and the soldiers inside silently adjust their gear.
“Falcon Two, maintain altitude at 30 feet.”
“Roger, 30 feet!”
Only the voices of the helicopter pilots exchanging information.
“Lower by 10 feet!”
The four Black Hawks dived into the outskirts of Campeche…
“Thirty seconds!!!”
anwhile, on a rooftop vantage point at the Cantarell Oil Field, two U.S. Military soldiers were smoking, a bit drowsy, but they were tonight’s sentries.
Suddenly hearing noises, they looked into the sky in confusion.
One Big Beard stared hard, “OMG! OMG! Black Hawks! They’re Black Hawks!”
“Quick, sound the alarm, the xican Special Forces are coming!”
One of them hurried to hit the alarm on the wall.
“Open fire!”
The machine gun on the Black Hawk sprayed bullets, thudding…
The bullets instantly tore the two apart, viciously ripping through them.
Flesh and blood sprayed everywhere, even hanging on the electric pole.
“GOGOGO!”
One of the Black Hawks hovered over the rooftop, less than 2 ters from the ground, soldiers quickly jumping off, snipers aiming at the ground below.
While the other three scattered for rappelling!
The U.S. Military, startled by the sound of bullets, jumped out of bed, so not even having ti to dress, grabbing weapons, still in vests as they rushed out of the dorms.
Their left foot just stepping off the stairs…
Bam!
Half a head exploded in an instant, the whole person still walking two steps forward out of inertia, falling flat on the ground.
“Sniper!!”
A sniper team, three assault teams, that’s the Marine Police Boat Assault Team’s tactic, like a hand, fully grasping the oil field.
Gunfire erupted violently.
Accompanied by screams.
Due to the geographical environnt, rocket launchers definitely can’t be used, if exploded, everyone would be crash flying.
With snipers, the U.S. Military couldn’t get out of the dorms, coming down one ant shooting one.
Truly…
Too suffocating!
The battle lasted until 2 o’clock, totaling less than 40 minutes.
About 60 U.S. Military were killed, and the remaining 40 surrendered directly…
Holding their heads, wearing white t-shirts, shorts, and slippers…
If you didn’t know, you might think they were Somali pirates.
This fact also proves that the advantage of weaponry greatly boosts the U.S. Military.
“Who’s the commander among you…”
The Marine Police Boat Assault Team’s captain shouted standing in front of them.
The U.S. Military kept their heads down, silent.
His eyes squinted, waving a hand, two soldiers dragged one U.S. soldier by the hair over, hitting him hard in the head with a rifle butt, as he scread, they punched and kicked him without hesitation.
“I hope you’ll cooperate. Surrendering, don’t talk about honor, gentlen, you don’t want to die here, do you?”
“You, speak!”
The captain randomly pointed at soone, the soldier shivered, subconsciously looking at a young white man squatting in the middle.
This scene just happened to be seen…
“Don’t kill , I’m useful!” The white man’s eye twitched, decisively raising his hand, “My father is John Sidney McCain!”
Such a familiar na…
A soldier standing behind the captain’s eyes lit up, quickly running over to whisper in his ear.
“Turns out, still a young master…”
“I hope you’re not lying to , or I’ll hang your head from the helicopter to catch sharks!”
Hearing this, the young white man was startled, shaking his head vigorously.
“Lock him up separately, the others… kill them all.”
!!!!
The surrendered U.S. Military exploded upon hearing this.
The young white man’s eyes widened too, seeing soone already pulling the trigger, his scalp tingling, “Don’t shoot! I’ll tell you a secret!”
The captain extended his hand, “What secret?”
“You must guarantee our safety! Otherwise, just shoot too, let die with the secret.”
“I promise you.”
“Swear to Victor, if you break your promise, may you die a terrible death.”
This demand imdiately made the captain displeased, his eyes darkened, “Then don’t listen, take them all away to be killed.”
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