Working as a police officer in Mexico

"For honor! I believe that when we return, there will definitely be a Cross Medal on our collar, and at the end-of-year military assembly, the 4th Battalion will surely be the most tenacious unit!"

Mannstein made no secret of his ambition, which even caught Rommel off guard, causing him to half-open his mouth and nod, "Please assume your post as soon as possible and let the soldiers get to know you."

"Yes, sir," he replied.

At that moment in the office, Kennedy was frowning, turning his attention to other matters, such as...

Taking command of the frontline troops to recapture the entirety of Sinaloa!

He picked up the phone on the desk and called the front line, "I order, bombard Mazatlán!"

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"Rocket artillery in position!"

"Target coordinates locked on!"

"Ready!"

A lieutenant shouted loudly, waving his flag.

The five RM70 122mm rocket launchers beside him raised their launch tubes slightly, and as the flag waved down, the rockets burst forth from the "honeycomb coal."

These babies are nicknamed the "battlefield broom," and some NATO countries are willing to call them vampires. Against something like the T90, it's pretty much one shot, one kill.

They'll blow your head clean off.

Compared to the Katyusha, this thing can launch 40 rockets at a time.

Fifteen RM70 122mm rocket launchers could unleash 600 high-explosive fragmentation rockets in a single volley!

Think about that concept.

When your mother is holding your ashes, she'll still wonder how you got so skinny.

The RM70 122mm rocket launcher, with its strong mobility, has become the ground fire support for the Anti-Drug Force.

The piercing wail of rockets stormed into the port city of Mazatlán, signaling the Northern Governor's Mansion had launched a campaign to reclaim the entire state of Sinaloa!

Cannon fodder, clean the ground!

Start with five rounds; 3,000 shells will make the whole city shake.

Sir, the dynamics of the war have changed!

"Run! Run!" The remnants of the Sinaloa drug traffickers, already scared out of their wits, had shaking legs. The tremendous explosions made one of them collapse on the ground, body going limp.

Seeing a comrade running past, he reached out in desperation, "Take me with you, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! My mom is still waiting for me to come home!"

The two nearby traffickers acted as if they heard nothing, panicking and running away. A shell slammed into the side of a small building, and the resulting explosion blew apart half of the corner. Debris rained down, and a piece of stone weighing at least a thousand pounds crushed two people underneath it.

The upper body was mangled!

Beneath that, two legs continued to shake frantically.

Blood mixed with unidentifiable stuff oozed out from under the stone.

"Aaahhh!!!" The terrified drug trafficker screamed as the smell of urine rose up, like an uncontrollable faucet.

The battlefield is inherently brutal!

Looking at him, even if he survives, he'll likely end up mentally ill.

Mazatlán, said to be a port city, isn't very large in the main urban area. Its main feature is the multitude of docks, making it the largest port and tourist destination along the west coast of Mexico on the Pacific Ocean, situated on a peninsula in Altata Bay at the southwest of Sinaloa State.

It's protected by two breakwaters, 1011 nautical miles from the Port of Los Angeles to the north and 297 nautical miles to the Port of Mazanillo to the south, 870 nautical miles to Salina Cruz Port. Read latest chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

This place is of great strategic significance.

If Victor were to deploy a few medium-range missiles here... well, well, well... I'd be the father of the United States!

Cough cough, of course, that's just a thought.

When besieging Mazatlán, it was already announced that civilians and foreigners should evacuate promptly. Victor's weapons are not precise, and you never know when you might get killed.

This is also one of the points that have sparked international controversy around him.

He won't hold back because of your nationality. Many countries have sent diplomatic notes, hoping Victor would ease the firepower a bit, but he's dismissed them all.

"Don't run around for no reason, what's the fuss? Don't you know it's dangerous out there?"

However, out of humanitarian concern, the local government still sets up "green safe zones." These are present in any hot zones and are mostly guarded by United Nations soldiers.

But since there are no United Nations soldiers in Mexico, it's all about self-discipline.

Some of the local street residents and foreign personnel spontaneously took up arms to resist.

The safe zone in Mazatlán was set up in a Chinatown.

About 600 meters long, it's flanked by shops on both sides, where one can see many familiar signs.

In a vegetarian restaurant with the sign "Shaolin Vegetarian Meal...".

A middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt heartily ate his vegetarian meal, which looked entirely devoid of oil.

"Uncle Huan, Uncle Huan!"

A young man around eighteen or nineteen burst in, covered in sweat, and panting heavily, "They're... they're fighting, the Northerners have reached Mazatlan!"

"I'm not deaf; I can hear such a loud noise." The man called Uncle Huan lifted his head, with eyes shaped in an inverted triangle—if a fortune teller saw him, they would definitely curse.

A typical tough guy face.

If Jesus himself did a reading, he'd have to bless himself with an "Amitabha."

"No, we've seen many drug traffickers running towards our safe zone, and I'm afraid they'll..."

The middle-aged man frowned, pausing with his chopsticks, "Where's Brother Ju?"

"He's already calling people together, right at the entrance of Ji's Roast Meat."

"Let's go!"

The man put down his chopsticks mid-chew, sped up, and the young man hurried after him.

When they arrived at the entrance of Ji's Roast Meat, they found themselves surrounded by crowds. Seeing him, everyone greeted, "Brother Huan."

The voices carried a mix of Minnan and Cantonese accents.

"Brothers, if those sons of bitches break in here, everyone's life and property will be ruined. So, I've decided to kill them all before they get in. Who wants to risk their lives with me, Chen Hujiao!" Inside, a stocky man shouted.