Working as a police officer in Mexico

As an important northern city of Mexico City, San Diego.

Had already prepared a tri-service missile defense attack from sea, land, and air, with E-3 AWACS aircraft flying in the sky, scanning the surroundings, with a detection range of over 320 kilometers for low-flying targets, and even further for medium and high distances.

So when the U.S. military launched 10 "Tomahawks" from the Oregon Navy Base in Portland City and military aircraft and ships patrolling the Pacific Ocean, they were quickly detected.

Information was swiftly relayed to the air defense command headquarters at the rear of Tijuana.

"Commander, E—3 has sent a message, Sentry 01 (code name), Missile Launch (launched), Grid DH-38 (geographical coordinate grid of the missile target position), Heading 270 (indicating missile flight direction is 270 degrees due west), Mach 2.7! (2.7 times supersonic speed)!"

"Activate Defense No. 4!" air defense commander Albert Kesselring decisively gave the order.

"Understood!"

The message from the air defense command headquarters was rapidly communicated to various operational divisions.

Four F22s rapidly took off from the San Diego military airport.

According to the coordinates provided by the E—3 AWACS, they crossed into California, where radar encountered the low-flying Tomahawk!

Of course, not visible to the naked eye...

If seen with the naked eye, it would have already been TMD shot down.

After radar lock, they quickly launched AIM-120 medium-range air-to-air missiles, forming the first line of defense.

Woo——

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The speed of the 14 Tomahawks was very fast, bursting from all directions, but the AIM-120 medium-range air-to-air missiles were even faster, capable of reaching Mach 4, two caught up with the Tomahawks, hitting them on the side, and exploding in mid-air.

The clouds in the sky shattered!

But only two were shot down, the remaining 12 continued to rain down on San Diego.

And the air defense missile battalion stationed beside the Rio Grande was equipped with the U.S. military's newest "Patriot" missile defense systems, well… the U.S. doesn't have many sets now, but Mexico was the first to have them.

At 40 kilometers, cruise missiles could basically be targeted.

This is the second layer, after passing through which, into the City of San Diego area, there were S-300 air defense missiles deployed, the third layer of interception.

The remaining would be ground anti-aircraft artillery.

Four layers of defense!

I don't believe you can break through!

Although he believed in his defense capabilities, when the Tomahawks came, the air raid alarms were still quickly sounded...

Woo woo woo—

"Quick! Vulnerable groups such as the elderly and children first into the air raid shelters."

Ground police and the National Guard maintained order on the ground, shouting with loudspeakers on the main roads. A police inspector saw a young man running to the front and scolded, "Go to the back! Elderly and vulnerable groups first!"

The young man who was pointed out didn't care at all and charged forward with his head down.

The policeman beside immediately pinned him to the ground with a flurry of punches!

"According to the 'Mexico Emergency Act', Mexican citizens and outsiders must obey the government's arrangements. If necessary, the war zone may implement military control!"

The young man, after being beaten, was directly hung on a nearby police car, hey, guess what, the queue became very orderly.

Of course, some went into the air raid shelters, but some were indifferent.

As a major border city, the locals in Tijuana were quite calm, just like the Sichuan people encountering an earthquake, can't run for a big quake, no need to run for a small one.

Even on the top of a tall building, there was a group of people holding binoculars watching.

Whoosh—

The sound of a sonic boom overhead made everyone involuntarily look up, seeing three fighters rushing towards the distant sky.

"It's the F22!"

A military enthusiast couldn't help but wave.

"So beautiful."

"Look at that streamline, it makes me drool."

"Of course, that's the world's first fifth-generation fighter, do you know what a fifth-generation fighter means? It uses new nozzle steering technology or jet rudder surface technology to achieve vector thrust, has stronger high-angle of attack maneuverability and quick head-pointing ability, as well as beyond-visual-range combat capability and stealth capability!"

The military enthusiast was explaining professionally, but seeing the bewildered look on his colleague's face, he paused, "Uh… it just means it's really awesome, the U.S. doesn't even have them right now, I'd say, invincible worldwide."

"What about France's Rafale?" a colleague asked.

"Industrial waste shouldn't try to mooch, India's Radiance is even more awesome," the military enthusiast scoffed.

???

"Stop talking, look! Anti-aircraft missiles!" someone else pointed and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked up and saw missiles in mid-air heading far away, forming a defensive network in the sky.

Incoming Tomahawk cruise missiles were hit…

Boom boom boom…

A series of explosions sounded one after another above the sky, but there were always one or two slipping through the air defense missiles.

Ground anti-aircraft weapons began auto-locking, tutututututututu...

No matter how good the weapon, it cannot withstand being outnumbered...

There were only 14 Tomahawks in total, getting through four defense systems was as hard as climbing to the sky.

The United States showed all Tijuana residents a "spark feast", only it was at night.

"Oh, yeah!!!"

Watching the explosion points in the sky, the people below whistled and cheered.

While journalists from various countries wearing bulletproof vests were broadcasting this scene from every corner…

Someone with a slight sense of loss in their voice.

The Indian journalist excitedly babbled in front of the camera, God knows what they were saying.

The South Korean journalist next to him looked at him like he was a fool, moving a little further away, afraid of being caught up in "karma".

The Mexican journalist was live-linking…

"What's the situation on the ground? Is anyone injured?" the host asked.

The war correspondent on the scene appeared very serious, looked around, nodded hard, "Someone is injured on site, the most serious person I can see is… a neck spasm, from looking up too long, it cramped."