People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

Screw that, what's the point?

Nothing beats the excitement of war.

Pablo and Peter Gayev were also quite shocked.

Leaving tanks aside, those old Soviet tanks weren't that important.

The main focus is on those Black Hawk helicopters...

Damn it, Pablo really suspects that Ding Ze's instigation of this war in Mexico was actually at the behest of the US government.

Otherwise, damn it, they can just send these helicopters here so easily? And those heavy weapons that look so high-end, definitely military-grade...

That's absolutely outrageous.

Ding Ze glanced around, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and walked over to Janet and Scarlett, grinning, "Have something to eat, I'm getting a little hungry."

Janet returned a bright smile and nodded. "Sure, what do you want to eat? Instant noodles?"

"Haha, we'll probably only be able to eat instant noodles now, and there's not much else to buy. How about it, can the noble Lady Austin accept this?" Ding Ze said jokingly.

The word "noble" sounded really grating. Janet glared at Ding Ze and said decisively, "You bastard, you're getting more and more sarcastic. Watch out or I'll beat you up!"

As Janet spoke, she shook her little fist at Ding Ze.

Ding Ze chuckled. "Ms. Austin, your behavior is not wise at all. Don't you see how many people here are working for me?"

Janet wasn't intimidated at all, and replied with a confident laugh, "So what if there are a lot of people? Humph, I'm not afraid!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze immediately gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Ms. Austin, she's amazing."

After making a fuss for a while, the three of them grabbed some instant noodles and bread, found a place to sit down, and started eating.

To be honest, instant noodles are actually quite tasty when you eat them occasionally.

Moreover, this stuff is high in calories, making it perfect for times like this.

While eating instant noodles and drinking sugary soda, Janet asked Ding Ze, "When are we going to Mexico City?"

Ding Ze smiled and said, "If everything goes smoothly, we can set off tonight."

“How difficult will it be in Mexico City?” Janet asked.

Ding Ze shook his head. "It's not that difficult. Their missiles are basically unusable. Without the threat of missiles, soldiers alone can't stop us."

Janet laughed heartily upon hearing this, "So, who's going to be president next?"

Ding Ze shook his head again, "I don't know yet, we'll see when the time comes. Mexico is a godforsaken place; there's not a single good person in politics there. They're all corrupt, power-abusing trash..."

"After we get rid of the current president, we'll ask the CIA for their opinion."

"Director Thomas must have an idea, he must have someone in mind."

******

Ding Ze was absolutely right.

The CIA, or rather, the U.S. government, does indeed have a candidate.

Furthermore, Eddie Thomas has already sent a large number of agents into Mexico City to facilitate this.

This is not an easy task.

The CIA must be cautious in its operations in Mexico, avoiding giving the country any leverage against it, otherwise, things could get messy between the two countries...

Although Mexico is now a shadow of its former self, and even if it tries to stir things up, it won't amount to much... However, if it does start to stir things up, the image of the US government will inevitably be affected.

what?

Does the US government lack an image?

Ha ha.

Everyone knows this is true, but there's no evidence...

The U.S. government cannot leave any evidence, otherwise it will be difficult to make money in other countries and plunder the world.

If America can't plunder the world, then it's truly doomed.

Therefore, one still needs to consider their image.

At this moment, a CIA team is in contact with a high-ranking official.

After hearing the CIA's proposal, the important figure was momentarily flustered, but more than anything, he was excited.

Driven by excitement, the important man's eyes lit up.

After this battle ends and the current president dies, will he make himself president?

This is truly a case of being at home when good fortune comes unexpectedly!

Haha.

The important figure was extremely interested and excited. "What do you need my cooperation with?" (End of Chapter)

Chapter 254 Unprecedented and Unprecedented

A private spot in Mexico City. (Source: sHux.com)

The CIA representative smiled slyly, "The Guadalajara Cartel will be heading to Mexico City tonight, and the resistance there will be very strong."

"You need to assist the Guadalajara Cartel in ensuring their smooth entry into Mexico City, and also in pinpoint President Malik's exact location so that he can be eliminated."

The CIA chief said this, then added, "As far as I know, you are the fourth in line to succeed the president. I suggest that, just to be on the safe side, you should find out the exact positions of the three people ahead of you."

“That way, the Guadalajara Group can eliminate all three of them at once, and you can become president directly, which is a safer option.”

"What do you say?"

Although the bigwigs were corrupt, they were still in high positions, so they understood the underlying principles. They immediately smiled brightly and said, "I think so too. I will do it."

Upon hearing this, the CIA official didn't waste any words and simply extended his hand, saying, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

The two shook hands, and the conversation ended happily.

*****

Mexico City, Presidential Palace.

The situation in Guadalajara was now before President Malik.

Faced with the fact that the second wave of troops was about to be completely wiped out, and that defeat was inevitable...

President Malik remained furious, but along with his anger came genuine fear, an uncontrollable sense that impending doom.

This feeling is terrible.

So, not long after, President Malik announced a full mobilization of the army to go to Guadalajara, determined to win the war even if it meant destroying Guadalajara.

At this moment, the sun had begun to set, and evening was approaching.

The protests in Mexico City are not only continuing, but are intensifying, with more and more civilians participating.

At the same time, naturally, all sorts of riots also increased, and some cunning and treacherous individuals seized the opportunity to engage in theft, vandalism, and robbery.

The entire city was in complete chaos.

Due to this level of chaos, a large number of soldiers took to the streets, armed with guns and shields. In addition, military vehicles equipped with tear gas launchers also drove onto the roads.

Bang bang bang.

Tear gas canisters were fired and landed on the road, releasing a blinding cloud of smoke.

Unable to withstand the pressure, the protesting civilians panicked and scattered, instinctively trying to get as far away from the smoke as possible.

Upon receiving orders, the soldiers, armed with batons, swarmed forward and beat anyone they caught.

In an instant, the poor were beaten and their cries of pain filled the air, their lives filled with misery.

Just then, someone noticed something, something that looked like a parachute, slowly falling from the sky. First one, then two, then three...

In just a few minutes, hundreds of parachutes were appearing over Mexico City.

By this point, many people had clearly seen what was under the parachute.

Hanging below the parachutes are huge boxes. What are inside the boxes?

High in the air, the transport plane finished its airdrop and immediately changed direction, heading straight for the location of the Presidential Palace.

There's no going back now; Mexico City's missiles have their eyes on it and will launch soon...

Since that's the case, rather than being hit and exploded in the sky and dying meaninglessly, it's better to take a gamble and destroy the Presidential Palace as quickly as possible.

The captain, who was piloting the plane, was completely calm...

In fact, the captain was quite excited, after all, crashing into the Presidential Palace, how awesome!

Yes, this guy is crazy.

Of course, no one would undertake such a suicidal mission unless they were insane.

The captain smiled excitedly, and then quickly contacted the commander-in-chief in Guadalajara to inform him that the airdrop mission had been successfully completed and that they would immediately proceed with the second and final mission.

“We’ll meet in hell,” the captain said with a laugh.

"I'm off now, see you in hell," the captain replied with a smile. Then, he hung up the phone, turned on the plane's intercom, and notified the dozen or so employees who had been in charge of the airdrop, "Brothers, you can jump now, see you in hell."