Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1048 - 537: Hopefully, the World Is Free of Poison! Poisonous? Then It Means It Wasn’t Cleaned Up Completely! _3

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Chapter 1048 -537: Hopefully, the World Is Free of Poison! Poisonous? Then It Means It Wasn’t Cleaned Up Completely! _3

In the end, they would all grit their teeth and curse the Medellín drug cartel and Israel.

At last, they began discussing military deployment, even marking the deployment locations on the map as if they were strategic geniuses.

“Extra, extra, Medellín, Cali, and the ‘Contra’ organization declare war on Mexico, forming the Anti-Victor Alliance, and will attack any Mexican overseas institutions.”

“Minister of Foreign Affairs Goebbels calls them petty clowns, vowing they will have no place to bury their dead!”

“Our Western Theater’s naval vessels have set sail from the San Benito Island Naval Base in California, heading towards Colombian waters.”

The newsboy shouted while holding the newspaper, and the old men chatting enthusiastically were taken aback, hurriedly calling out, “Kid, come here, come here.”

“Give me one copy…”

“And me too, give me one as well!”

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In the Pacific Ocean.

At that time, Admiral Hans Georg von Fried, commander of the Western Theater, looked at the three Arleigh Burke-class destroyers flying the U.S. military flag in the distance, his expression grave.

On the radio, the other party had already announced…

The U.S. military is conducting live-fire exercises here, and the route is impassable.

“No drills earlier, no drills later, doing it now, isn’t it just to prevent us from reaching Colombian waters? Humph!” The deputy beside him sneered.

The warships they brought were five Ticonderoga-class cruisers captured from the San Diego Navy Base, namely Victor, Casare, Kennedy, Guadalupe Island, and Sonora State.

“Transmit my order, form a horizontal line, and ram through. I want to see if these Yanks have the guts to risk their lives with me.”

Admiral Hans Georg von Fried’s eyes were vicious, and his order was to quickly reach Colombian waters to provide firepower support for the follow-up troops and strike the coastal drug traffickers.

The Mexican warships spread out upon hearing the order.

He waved his hand.

“Speed up, ram the American ships!”

The General Electric LM2500 gas turbine buzzed incessantly, heading at 32 knots towards the U.S. Navy’s Arleigh Burke-class destroyers.

That U.S. military also had guts.

They knew what the Mexican warships were up to as soon as they accelerated.

The Commander gritted his teeth, “Turn the rudder, charge!”

Nobody dared to fire the first shot, so they resorted to the most primitive melee combat.

Arleigh Burke-class destroyer versus Ticonderoga-class cruiser!

“God bless!”

“Victor bless!!”

The anthem of the Warriors erupted in the Pacific Ocean!

Admiral Hans Georg von Fried held onto the handle, “Charge! Charge through!”

His flagship, Victor, headed toward the leading Ted Stevens destroyer, the distance closing in…

Exaggeratingly, both sides could even see each other’s control rooms.

As the collision seemed inevitable, the helmsman of the Ted Stevens destroyer finally couldn’t take it, A destroyer ramming a cruiser, the tonnage is not the same, wasn’t this courting death?

He still didn’t want to die!

Vehemently turning the direction…

“Too close!!!!” someone screamed.

Bang…

The hulls shook, and the bow of the two ships still crashed heavily into each other.

Some sailors who didn’t have a firm foothold flew into the air and landed heavily on the deck, cries of pain resounding continuously.

Trailing behind, the Casare, seeing the U.S. Ted Stevens destroyer approach, side-angled accelerating to ram again, with the destroyer deck unable to withstand a second blow, finally snapping.

The Casare didn’t fare well either, its missile launch area was also busted.

Admiral Hans Georg von Fried pulled off his cap and smashed it onto the deck, pointing at the trailing U.S. warships, “Keep ramming!”

“My ship is ordered to sink yours!”

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