Working as a police officer in Mexico

"Huhuhu~"

The whistling of bullets filled my ears.

Hernandez was hunched over in a body armor vest and followed closely behind the troops. He also wore a shirt that read: Periodista (Journalist).

He held a video recorder tightly in his hand.

Record the battle in front of you.

Hernandez is affiliated with the Mexican News Agency in Victor's "Hope" group. This is a newly established agency, but it has financial investment from Baja California and is also a cooperative unit of the "Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency".

The purpose...

Of course, it is to have the slightest say in Mexico where the United States controls public opinion.

With all the resources thrown at it, are you still afraid that it won't be able to defeat News Corporation, a puppet of the consortium?

And Hernandez is collecting material for an anti-drug documentary called "Mexican Sword", which will be broadcast nationwide.

"Don't rush too fast! Mr. Hernandez."

The two police officers sent by Zolf Sherman to protect him pulled him and shouted loudly, which is almost impossible to hear on the battlefield without shouting.

"I have to go to the front. I'm not on the battlefield in Vietnam. I don't need to shoot the Yankees charging in the opposite direction. What I want people to see is the bravery, dedication and sacrifice of the Drug Enforcement Administration police!" Hernandez praised himself. His glasses had slipped off, his skin was dark, and his palms were chapped. He didn't look like a reporter, but rather like a farmer who had been working in the sun for a long time.

He is a well-known war correspondent in Latin America. He was born in Monterrey, Mexico in 1943. When he was 18 years old, he secretly went to the front line of the Bay of Pigs Incident. When he was 19 years old, he recorded the Algerian War of Independence and witnessed the first Sudanese Civil War. , Congo Crisis, Guatemala Civil War!

Now 47 years old!

He has been active on the front lines of the "battlefield".

After the Mexican News Agency was established, it immediately recruited this war correspondent, who was known as the "Prophet" in Latin America.

The people who went to dig him up only asked him one sentence.

"Mr. Hernandez, are you willing to witness the history of Mexico? Are you willing to be the "Robertcapa" of Mexico?"

"we need you!"

That was one of the founders of Magnum Photos, the most legendary and greatest war photographer of the 20th century, and Hernandez’s idol.

After hearing these words, he resolutely gave up his position at CNN and returned to his country to serve as the chief reporter at the Mexican News Agency.

The officers looked at each other when they heard what he said, but Hernandez had already rushed forward with the video recorder, and they had no choice but to follow.

Rush into town.

Hernandez saw a dozen police officers surrounding the entrance of a mud house. The drug dealers inside were resisting and even throwing grenades outside!

bong!

Hernandez gave a close-up of the grenade, and the camera shook a few times as it exploded.

A police officer took out a large grenade, stuffed it into the launcher, pointed it at the wooden door and pulled the trigger, blowing it apart.

Instead of rushing in, the other police officers threw tear gas inside.

This stuff...is very pungent.

The drug dealer inside couldn't stand the eyesore, so he ran out with runny noses and tears, and his body was weak when he ran out.

"Close-up! Close-up!" Hernandez pointed at the camera.

"Hey, get out of the way!"

The police officer dragged the reporter out first. In the camera, he saw another police officer picking up an incendiary bomb and throwing it directly on them.

"Ahhh!"

A miserable scream came from the flames.

Hernandez recorded with calm eyes and his hands did not shake. The psychological quality of war reporters is very high.

He also gave the flaming drug dealer a shot.

He had already thought of the narration for the documentary.

"In Victor's anti-drug force, perhaps the greatest kindness to drug dealers is to shoot them to death. They advocate: use the most violent means to treat these beasts!"

"This kind of unacceptable method scares drug dealers!"

…

The capture of the town by the Terrorist Mobile Team (TDTV) was not tragic, but it was not as easy as imagined.

These drug traffickers were armed with heavy weapons, and he even saw a Gazelle SA 341 in the center of the town, still loaded with ammunition.

But it was directly covered by the dark clouds of Katyusha and exploded to pieces.

We also saw mountains of bullets, grenades and RPGs in the warehouse.

"It seems that they are all ready for a long war with us, but they never expected that we would make a surprise attack." The adjutant sighed from the side and glanced at Zolf Sherman.

The latter responded in a muffled voice.

If the attack is carried out in three days as stated in the press conference, relying on the river will definitely cause considerable losses to the police force.

All I can say is... Mr. Victor is well versed in the art of war.

How can we say that the war is sinister?

Zolf Sherman raised his wrist and checked the time, "Report to Kennedy that our troops have occupied the banks of the Corona River. Everyone has set up bunkers on the spot and is waiting for the follow-up troops."

"yes!"

When Kennedy received the news, he immediately ordered the Mi-8 to fly across the river with the armored vehicle, and the ground troops quickly moved in through the bridge across the Corona River!

…

The camp by the Corona River was bombed? !

The news reached the desk of Sonora Governor Irvin Lozano only seven hours after the war broke out.

The fat governor was very angry, and his roar was heard throughout the office, "This is aggression! What is Victor doing? Does he want to start a civil war?"

How can things inside Mexico be called aggression?

This is called...

War on drugs!

If you can't, just get down and I, Victor, will sit up for you.

Irvin Lozano licked his lips and looked at his secretary, "What did the Sinaloa Group say?"

"They have gathered 2,500 people to occupy Nogales. They must not be allowed to go south again. We hope that we will dispatch the army to cooperate."

Mr. Governor hesitated, "Can our army defeat Victor?"

The secretary who asked this question didn't know how to answer it.

"Perhaps, we should apply for help from other states in the alliance, sir. If we wait until Victor reaches Hermosillo, I'm afraid..."

Irvin Lozano shuddered.

He knows better than anyone how he got his position. Of course, it was not by hooks, but by betraying government interests. The Lozano family was a big avocado farmer in the local area, but later they switched to "cash crops" and suddenly became Made a fortune.

In addition, the family is related to Guzman, so it is natural for him to be close to Sinaloa, and through some operations, he directly became the governor of Sonora.

The surrounding agricultural area is rich in fruits, wheat, cotton, corn and livestock. Copper, gold, silver, aluminum and other minerals are mined nearby.

There are various industries such as foundry, meat canning, tanning, etc., which he used various means to sell to businessmen from other countries.

Just from some shares and dividends, the Lozano family can earn close to 400 million U.S. dollars a year. With this money, he supports local gangs and fights against the invasion of Arizona gangs.

Many people who work in the "grey industry" have identities that are not black.

You are eating hot pot and singing, holding your wife in your arms to collect taxes, and then a macho man appears next to you, holding a banner that reads: "Fight Mexican Crime" and sweeps it across. You begin to think it's a joke.

Mexico cannot live without criminals, but after the other party wiped out all Baja California, he finally panicked.

Brother, you are serious!

"Send our soldiers to Nogales and contact the TV station. I will give a televised speech in the afternoon!"

The secretary nodded and hurriedly ran out to make arrangements.

Irvin Lozano frowned, picked up the phone and started shaking people.

Bro, I did it!

Victor did it!

Send someone over here and kill this guy with me.

The nearest states of Chihuahua and Sinaloa quickly said they would send troops (drug traffickers) to help!

The first group of people will arrive in the evening.

"Thanks!"

"Justice is always ours!"

…

At 2 p.m., on Hermosillo TV, Irvin Lozano declared a state of emergency with a solemn face.

"Gentlemen and ladies, we are facing an unprecedented crisis!"

"Our merchants are doing business safely, but... they were massacred by Victor. They are just legal and serious businessmen. What did they do wrong?"

"Monsters from Baja California log in on the Corona River!"

"Let us take up arms to protect my property, our loved ones, and our homes!"

What he said on TV was very passionate, and even the BGM was changed to the Mexican national anthem.

This seems to make Victor look like a villain?

The "caught" audience below applauded hurriedly, but their eyes were numb.

Irvin Lozano raised his hands, "Resist the murderous demon Victor!"

"you are lying!"

An angry shout erupted directly in the live broadcast room. Everyone looked over curiously and saw a man rushing onto the stage excitedly, holding a paper knife in his hand and pointing it at Irvin Lozano's face. The neck was stabbed hard.

The latter kept retreating, but his body was too fat and he couldn't react. He stretched out his hand to block it, but was still stabbed.

This scene happened so fast!

The security personnel down there didn't even react. Mr. Governor had already fallen to the ground.

"They are drug dealers! Mr. Victor is fighting drugs, he is a hero!" The murderer grabbed the microphone and looked at the camera with deep eyes, "He is guarding our home."

"Have you forgotten your lover who fell in a pool of blood? Have you forgotten your husband who was forced by drug dealers to join the drug cartel? Have you forgotten the land that was robbed? Or have you forgotten that you can trample you on the ground and insult you drug dealer?"

"Only the complicit people are afraid, they are afraid."

"Because Mexico, which has been destroyed by drugs and drug traffickers, is about to welcome his Napoleon. His police officers and his cannons are blooming with life like fireworks, completely eradicating those cancers from this country!"

"Victor is liberating his own Mexico!"

"We will not surrender, we will not surrender. Under the leadership of the righteous Victor, we charge towards the evil drug dealers!"

The murderer sang loudly at the end, looked at the security personnel running up, gave the last military salute to the camera, and shouted with his last voice, "Victor!"

"Long live!"

Then…

Under everyone's shocked eyes, he directly wiped his neck with the paper knife!

That blood... deeply stimulated the people who watched this scene on TV.

The security personnel quickly came to the stage to carry the seriously injured Irvin Lozano down. When passing by the camera, they anxiously reached out to pat it away.

But the scene was still broadcast through the instrument.

Looking at the fallen figure, many young people felt their whole bodies trembling with excitement.

Victor?

Victor!

The emperor of Baja California is reclaiming the land captured by drug traffickers.

He is righteous!

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