Working as a police officer in Mexico

Endric Vinicius urgently deployed the troops to suppress, but it was to no avail...

After three kilometers, only 300 of the original 1600 troops remained; the rate of escape was even more outrageous than the Koreans.

It was uncontrollable.

Cancun on Yucatan Island was caught in a frenzy!

"Mommy, mommy save me, mommy..." a teenage girl cried out loudly. She was grabbed by the drug traffickers by her hair and thrown on the road, gasoline poured over her. Her cries were close to becoming blind, but only two drug traffickers laughed arrogantly.

"I bet ten seconds, and she'll burn to ashes!"

"I bet 30 seconds!"

One of them flicked a lighter and threw it at the girl.

Foom!

The flames roared instantly.

"Ah!! Ah!! Mommy! Mommy..."

The girl's cries and screams excited the drug traffickers even more. They laughed loudly, watching as she fled, leaving black bloody footprints behind.

Opposite this tragedy was a maternity hospital.

More than 70 drug traffickers affiliated with the "Salagon Knights" stormed in, starting a massacre of pregnant women, their families, and doctors!

Bam!

A foot kicked open the operating room door.

Inside, a pregnant woman undergoing an autopsy was hooked up to a ventilator, eyes tightly closed. The doctor was about to make an incision when the noise startled them, eyes wide with horror.

"Incision? I'm an expert!" A drug trafficker sneered, rushing to the bed, while a female doctor instinctively tried to block him.

Puff...

With one stab, the knife went through her neck!

"I hate people interfering while I'm operating!" The drug trafficker sinisterly grabbed the doctor's face, forcefully pulled, blood splattering...

The whole operating room reeked of blood.

The other medical staff were terrified, sitting on the ground, while a nurse screamed aloud, directly shot dead.

Holding the blood-dripping dagger, the drug trafficker walked to the bed, eyes wide with cruelty, stabbing into the belly!

Sliced open the stomach directly.

Fumbling and rudely pulling out the fully formed child inside, clutching its neck with one hand, lifting high.

The others behind him cheered.

The pregnant woman on the bed bled profusely; soon, the blood pressure monitor flattened out.

"Go, go, next one! Hahaha! Ugly people." The drug trafficker forcefully threw the "person" in his hand, landing on the ground, laughing as he walked to the next operating room.

Turning before leaving, he threw a hand grenade, making a ghost face at the frightened medical personnel inside.

"Boom!"

Absolutely unbearable...

Definitely like Japanese dogs reborn!

Cancun was filled with corpses, drug traffickers vented their animal desires, devoid of humanity. They invaded homes, defiled wives, and burned bodies.

In this tourist city on the Yucatan Peninsula, there were quite a few foreign tourists.

They were caught in the chaos...

"Quick! Hurry and run! The office is just ahead!" A middle-aged man with a blue backpack yelled at his four or five companions, old and young, looking like a family.

Yue Zhihao was numb too, being a "tour guide" active in Mexico for many years, offering high-priced private custom tours.

Some always liked adventure, especially the thrill.

He had planned everything, even paying local gangs for protection. Who knew armed rioting would suddenly occur?

Killing whoever they saw!

Their driver had been killed.

Yue Zhihao was a Chinese descendant in Mexico, while the tourists were from home, instinctively taking them to the office, as there were armed forces there.

"Can't run, can't run." A young woman in her twenties sobbed and gasped, while her brother and father tightly held her.

"Hold on, it's soon!"

When they ran to the office, a crowd had already gathered, a flag hanging at the entrance, while two or three staff members desperately guided the crowd inside.

"Help, help, there's someone injured here, he's been shot."

Yue Zhihao ran inside, seeing a girl crying loudly beside what seemed to be her boyfriend, kneeling on the ground, looking pale, shot in the abdomen, blood seeping through his finger gaps.

"Quick, quick, carry him inside." A bespectacled staffer urged upon seeing the situation, "Everyone move inside, don't panic, we will protect you."

Meanwhile, upstairs, the official of the office, Lian Jingxuan, was anxiously making phone calls, primarily to the embassy in Mexico City, "Riots have occurred in Cancun, drug traffickers are killing randomly; we need help, we have injured people, gunshot wounds, will die if not urgently treated."

"Please request aid from the Mexican Government!"

The opposite side was equally prompt, "Okay, I'll negotiate at the National Palace right away, be sure to stay safe."

Lian Jingxuan listened to the gunfire outside, furrowing his brow tightly, understanding that although he was anxious, there was little he could do at this moment.

Mexico City.

The diplomat who hung up quickly dialed Casare.

Upon hearing about the armed riots and random killings in Cancun, his face turned grim...

"Those damn drug traffickers, don't worry, I'll report to General Victor soon, stay in contact."

Casare, with an iron face, stood up. Air Force Admiral Zolf Sherman, who was in his office, raised an eyebrow seeing his expression, "What's wrong?"

"The drug traffickers in Cancun have started killing randomly, I need to go to the boss's office, together."

Zolf was stunned upon hearing this...

Wasn't there a huge number of drug traffickers in Cancun?

A total of about 70 different drug trafficker groups, with a combined number of over 30,000!

These people armed with weapons, weren't they just slaughtering civilians indiscriminately?

Both of them knew this matter was extraordinary. If mishandled, the tourist city of Cancun could see tens of thousands dead, and afterward, who would still come for tourism?

It would directly turn into a ghost town.

From economic and political perspectives, this was a disaster.

The two ran upstairs with solemn faces to find Victor, and the guards wanted to question but Joseph Xiafei saw their expression was off, quickly asking, "What's the matter?"

"I have urgent matters to report..."

Xiafei hurriedly stepped aside, letting them through.

Not forgetting to knock before entering, Victor inside was reading a book, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, basking in sunlight.

Completely at ease.

"Boss, something happened in Cancun!"

Victor was in a good mood today, Caesar was starting to talk, even though the first words were 'mommy,' it made him very happy.

But this good mood was ruined!

His face stiffened, the rocking chair paused, squinting, "What happened?"

Casare hurriedly narrated the events in Cancun, also mentioning that someone from East University called for help.

Victor's face grew darker as he listened.

Picking up a phone, "Order the Department of Defense, Staff Department to convene immediately, hurry, fast!"

Following orders, Kennedy, Horatio Herbert Kitchener, and others were unclear but rushed to the National Palace promptly.

Upon entering the office, barely seated, Victor spoke the first words:

"Gentlemen!"

"The time has come to liberate Yucatan Island!!"

...

Five minutes later.

"Order Army 141 Special Battalion and Air Force Special Forces 23rd Squadron to depart, airdrop to Cancun, main objective: form protection at diplomatic district as the line, disperse violent armed personnel!"

"Order Ares Defense (PMC) company and 5th Army Guard Division to quickly penetrate Cancun, regardless of the back route!"

"Navy to sail into Campeche Bay, order Carl Dönitz to lead Sea Cavalry Division to land from Qikila Port, must close in on Cancun within 45 hours!"

"Order Air Force units to implement weapon airdrop to Cancun, allow civilians to freely counterattack!"

Orders were transmitted from the National Palace.

These were pre-set combat plans, thought risky sometimes, contemplating shelving, but with the situation's sudden change, the mindset had to shift.

Quickly resolve the Yucatan Peninsula issue, then turn back to deal with the Gulf Group controlled area!

"It's time to send these bastards to hell!"

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