Working as a police officer in Mexico

It's a representation of resilience in old age.

But the Guatemalan Air Force flying into Mexican airspace?

"Shoot them down!" Manfred von Richthofen decisively ordered, notifying?

Notify what!

In the skies above Mexico, except for American fighters, shoot down everything else!

At a distance of over three hundred meters, the machine guns of the P-51 started to fire directly!

Two streams of "light" traced through the sky, exceptionally bright.

The opposing pilot never expected to be fired upon and panicked so much that the aircraft swung wildly in a death wobble. Bullets pierced the cockpit, nailing the pilot to the seat, his chest blown open. The luck of the person in the rear seat wasn't much better...

All he could do was endure the feeling of weightlessness as the plane spiraled down toward the ground.

Boom!

It crashed, it exploded!

Metal flew in the sky for a while before falling to the ground, still emitting black smoke.

The pilot of another A-37 attack jet was horrified at the sight. He wanted to flee, but of course, the plane couldn't turn around on a dime. In the blink of an eye, the P-51 was closing the distance.

The pilot fired in a panic!

Ernst Udet executed a perfect barrel roll, evading the shots, while Manfred von Richthofen circled around to the back, pressed the fire button, and...purr purr purr...

Half of the wing was shot off.

"Parachute! Parachute! Parachute!!!" screamed the Guatemalan pilot inside the aircraft, pulling the ejector, whoosh!

The two men were flung out.

Before they could feel any relief, they saw the P-51 closing in.

"No no no! We surrender!" The two men waved their hands frantically, shouting in desperation.

Rat-tat-tat...

The machine guns fired relentlessly, tearing the men to shreds, disintegrating them in midair!

Who said you can't shoot at pilots?

Victor didn't specify.

"The Geneva Conventions" aren't written with that rule either; it's just a commonly accepted unwritten agreement.

P-51s shooting down A-37s?

An American weapons civil war?

But clearly, in terms of pilot skills, the Northern Alliance had the upper hand.

Manfred von Richthofen and his ally flew on with pride hidden behind modesty.

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The sun slowly climbed in the sky, with many people not seeing the new day.

Gustavo, the leader of the Zapatista National Liberation Army, looked at the ash remains of their Base Camp, eyes red, with surviving Believers crying behind him, many of whom had lost family members in this air strike.

"We must embrace sacrifice in our struggle! Heaven's path is filled with flowers, let us not mourn my friends, please stand up, believe that God loves all, He will not abandon us!"

Gustavo wore an expression of ultimate compassion for humanity.

This guy was actually not Mexican, he was Peruvian, a faithful follower of the Liberation Theology of Peru, under Catholic Priest Gutierrez, a practitioner of "fairness, justice, and righteousness."

Of course, that was their official statement.

Latin America was truly remarkable, even dragging God into revolutions, choosing MKS ideology as the chief advisor—a concept that was quite imaginative.

They even had the "Holy Trinity" at meetings: a copy of "MKS Ideology," a "Bible," and a submachine gun.

Believe in Jesus with me, or I'll send you to meet Him—you decide.

"If Jesus were still alive today, he would surely be a guerrilla fighter!"

Gustavo, before coming to Mexico, actually participated in Nicaragua's revolutionary movement in 1979.

The ruling Somoza family of Nicaragua exploited their political and economic power, shamelessly leeching off and willing to be America's accomplice.

In December 1972, when an earthquake struck the capital city Managua, the Somoza family and their clique, indifferent to the catastrophe that left 30,000 dead and 250,000 homeless, shamelessly pocketed a substantial portion of the foreign aid meant for disaster relief.

In 1979, the Sandinista National Liberation Front rose up, with many followers and priests of Liberation Theology joining the fight. Eventually, the Sandinista National Liberation Front established a people's republic and defeated the intervention forces of the United States.

Although they lost in subsequent elections and a non-partisan took power, this successful revolution greatly inspired the people of Latin America.

However, it also provoked dissatisfaction in many, with the Roman Curia's Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith issuing an admonition against some views of Liberation Theology; and the following year, ordering Brazilian theologian Boff to maintain silence.

This was a fatal blow for Liberation Theology. Many clerics were forced to resign and leave, and without a livelihood, it was hard for them to preach.

Consequently, quite a few unsavory things emerged.

Some plotted to exploit Liberation Theology for private gain, while others truly aimed to liberate the world!

Perhaps Victor would approve of their actions, but that doesn't mean he would allow them to take place on his turf.

Gustavo knelt on one knee, with Believers behind him doing the same, slowly singing a song mixed with their cries, the chorus eventually soaring to the heavens.

He stood up and said to his companion, "Perhaps it's time we sought help from outside."

Believers in Jesus still need to eat!

"Victor will definitely go to hell!" his companion cursed fiercely.

Gustavo didn't answer; he looked into the distance, squinting, feeling the hot air, "The wind is rising."

...

In the familiar park of Los Mochis, a small town in Sinaloa State.

Rommel quietly observed the empty space before him, the flowers in his hands swaying, his gaze slightly crestfallen.

"Are you looking for Lucy, sir?" A voice asked from behind him, prompting him to turn and see an old woman looking at him.

"Do you know her, ma'am?"