Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 718 - 407: I am a Relative by Marriage!
Mexico City.
Two buildings on the southwest side of Constitution Plaza.
This is the former City Hall, now the Military Headquarters.
The office of the newly appointed commander of the 5th Division, Goodrian, and of course, there's a sign on the door that says "Chimalhuacán Anti-Drug Office".
Inside, smoke swirls around!
Goodrian is also puffing on a cigarette...
Under pressure, people always like to occupy their mouths with something.
"The General has ordered us to take down Chimalhuacán in 6 months! I have accepted the orders!"
"Cough, cough, cough..." Colonel Deputy Commander Luigi Cardona coughs hard, "6 months? That's simply impossible."
"My troops do not have the words 'impossible', no mission that can't be completed, no enemy we cannot defeat!" Goodrian says with a frown and a stern tone.
Luigi Cardona fell silent.
He was an airborne deputy commander, previously in charge of the National Guard in Sonora State, he had performed exceptionally well in the anti-drug operations there, then applied to be transferred to the active forces, hence was promoted to the rank of colonel and deputy commander.
But in terms of power, it actually fell a lot.
In Sonora State he could be called the first man of the military, several Marine Divisions didn't even get involved in that place's military power.
To restrict this, the Governor's Mansion issued an order: no senior rank above the National Guard, under direct jurisdiction of the Governor's Mansion, and the State Police Chief to be the highest responsible person!
The highest military rank was colonel!
But if you want to break through this limitation, you can only go to the front lines.
The aim was to prevent excessive local military power.
Another deputy commander Douglas Hague glanced at Luigi Cardona and saw he was being scolded, feeling somewhat pleased inside, after all, nobody wants their power to be shared.
"Commander, I suggest we use artillery covering fire!"
Goodrian's eyes twitched, "Should I also provide you with nuclear bombs so that you can go and wipe out those 4 million people along with the land?"
Bang!
"What's filled your head, American crap? Artillery, how much ammunition will we spend? How much damage will it cause? What consequences will we have to face? Have you thought about that!"
"You would tarnish the reputation of General Victor!"
Douglas Hague also began to shrink his neck.
If Goodrian is cursing, don't even try to calm him down, because… he really will hit you.
He almost thought the other party was an American spy, otherwise how could he suggest using artillery to bomb?
The density of Chimalhuacán was too high.
Taking a shit...
Could possibly be considered invading someone else's residential area.
Actually, Goodrian was right.
The area covered by Chimalhuacán was too large, if you wanted to flatten it, it's simply not realistic...
Besides, the new government after all took the flag of "ban drugs for the people," if they massacre 4 million people today, then really, at the United Nations seat, that rabbit with sunglasses would coldly say, "Take him out!"
Victor is a paranoid Madman, but he's not to this extent.
He also needs the support of the people in the central region.
If war is once labeled with political factors, it is actually doomed to be tentative from the start.
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"Then we can only perform targeted removals forcefully." Deputy Commander Luigi Cardona stood up, walked to the map of Chimalhuacán on the podium.
"Our 5th Division has 7 regiments, four regiments will occupy building by building from all directions, restore a street, and immediately register the local poor as residents, selecting drug traffickers and civilians from them."
"The remaining three regiments will be responsible for rotation relief, we work 24 hours, keeping the drug traffickers and gang members under high tension, I have dealt with them, one or two days will do, but if it drags on, they internally will not be able to bear it."
Luigi Cardona tapped the map, "Gangs can only be gangs! It's not possible for them to become Regular Army."
This method is clumsy...
But arguably the most effective.
"Moreover, we must be vigilant against the gang using some despicable methods, in the slums of Sonora State, they take children hostage and engage us in gunfights, also threaten women to launch attacks on us under the guise of seeking help..."
"Require everyone in the combat zone to stay indoors, not allowed to come out, otherwise they are to be treated as gang members and executed on the spot!" Luigi Cardona's eyes flash, his tone full of murderous intent.
"No distinction of men, women, the elderly, or the disabled, any approach to soldiers on duty is to be executed on the spot!"
Douglas Hague and the sitting battalion commanders looked at each other, all shivered.
The 5th Division has welcomed a "tough guy".
Luigi Cardona had suffered losses.
Drug traffickers may not be strong in combat, but they... are ruthless.
Goodrian looked at him, the other also stared back at the commander, both of their gazes locked in mid-air.
In the end, Goodrian nodded, "Draft the decision plan, I'll get the General's car to sign."
Luigi Cardona, hearing his plan was adopted, was not excited, but calmly nodded, "I'll write it."
Goodrian's expression slightly eased, just about to continue laying out plans, a staff knocked on the door and came in, "Commander, the first batch of 4987 Rookies has arrived."
The battalion commanders below all raised their heads, eyes shining.
They were all company commanders when Goodrian was a battalion commander, platoon leaders becoming company commanders, each considered to have been promoted.
Goodrian's left eye twitched, his gaze finally settled on one of the men with a calm complexion, "Leave it to the 179th Regiment."
Everyone looked at the person, eyes full of envy.
