Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 630 - 374: The Impact of Modern Civilization!

According to the plan formulated by Victor and Horatio Herbert Kitchener and others, a "Five-Day Plan" was to be implemented in Zacatecas.

For as they understood it, if the old Japanese pirates could withstand Li Mei's "day and night urging" for so long without even a scream of agony, then how much more should a tribe that boasts of being "fearless of death" endure?

They should at least withstand it for ten days or half a month.

You withstood just "that much" of solid burning bombs?

Oh~

With so many acquaintances in Tokyo, did anyone cry out?

It's simply a disgrace to the Mexican people!

The Air Force grew addicted to it too, when you're overlooking the ferocious fires from above, the most primal impulses in people's hearts are easily ignited.

The plan was changed on the fly, sending the remaining incendiary bombs towards other places such as plantations and the forested corners where the tribes hid.

Burn!

Burn those motherfuckers!

This directly triggered a wildfire...

One could see creatures in the forest fleeing for their lives.

A boar with singed fur roared furiously with red eyes, its short legs burying fast, a Eurasian lynx in its path got propelled away with a broken spine, bones protruding from its back falling far away, clearly not surviving as the light in its eyes gradually dimmed.

And within the mountains, in a Chi Chi Meke tribe called "Zacateco".

The voices of people were tumultuous, birds chirped, and insects called.

One could see adolescent children holding wooden spears, roaring mightily as they mimed the 'barbaric vigor' of ancient Chi Chi Meke ancestors.

Women toiled in the cultivated fields nearby, if one only saw this, one might think it to be the "paradise" described by Tao Yuanming.

Yet here, one could see men armed with AKs, with hand grenades strapped on either side of their waists, looking exactly like terrorists, vigilantly watching their surroundings.

And the crops grown here were Mexico's specific "economic crops," crops urgently needed by drug traffickers.

Suddenly, a low rumble came from the distance, the expressions of those armed men tightened, their faces scrunched up, heads raised, then saw an "iron bird" fly overhead.

"Airplane! It's an airplane, open fire!" a man who looked like a leader shouted as he ran out of a wooden house.

An AK47 uses medium power; how could it penetrate the defenses of an airplane? Mostly the bullets flew aimlessly, who knows where they went to repair the Earth.

It was an "old" B-24 bomber.

The pilot, Kristensen, looked down and said to the copilot Captain beside him, smiling, "I think I see wild chickens dancing down there."

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"Then I think, we should be able to have roast wild chicken tonight."

"Give them something fierce, an M-47SB type!"

This model was 19 M-47 bombs bundled together, produced by the Tijuana Oakview Military Factory.

One equals nineteen, but since there was no "customer feedback" or negative reviews, it must be all positive.

It was time to send one down to the tribe below.

Little flying burning bomb was coming!

The bomb bay opened below, and a huge iron bomb whizzed down.

Just as the tribe's armed men were about to change their magazines after firing a volley, the bomb hit right in the center of the village.

???

Boom!!!

In an instant, temperatures soared to thousands of degrees Celsius, the impact with the flames enveloping the entire village, within a fraction of a second, you could see the ground turn into scorched earth, but quickly, the flames burst again.

There were probably over 900 people in the village…

A solid burning bomb could cover 6000 square meters, but with this SB type, it could cover 11,000 square meters, engulfing the whole village.

Not a chicken or dog spared!

From a distance, it looked like a "bald spot" burned into the mountainside, still permeating…

Beside it were trees, all flammable materials…

"Return home."

"I heard the mess hall has roasted goose today."

Inside the bomber, the pilots chatted happily with each other.

On their way back, they saw other bombers on their missions; Tijuana planned to take this opportunity to kill all the "Cold Tribes" within Zacatecas!

Defying imperial conversion, with thunderous power.

Deep in the old forests, there was also the Cannibal Tribe, in the mountains of Durango State, a tribe called "Mexicocannibals" with about 5000 people, still maintaining the nefarious custom of live human sacrifices.

Local government officials went up to coordinate, offering them land if they moved down, but they completely ignored this offer and instead cooked the male college student leader!

They also killed four staff members!

This incident caused quite an uproar at the time.

Victor remained silent, Kennedy didn't comment either; the Commander of the First Marine Division, Vice Admiral Siegmut List personally led armed men up the mountain and surrounded them.

Killed the leader and his entire family, 121 people!

Buried alive the priest and 688 extreme believers!

Seized over 13 tons of drug raw materials…

The remaining people were all scattered to different urban or town areas below, no more than 20 people in one place, the remaining 4000 were distributed around Mexico.

See...

Cleaning up requires a list, but counter-terrorism only needs coordinates.

First, bring a fist of justice to the tribes in Zacatecas State, they should comply then.

Don't look for trouble for no reason.

The entire state, chaotic.

Mexico City.

Popovich with bloodshot eyes, his beard unkempt, his hair like a bird's nest, a cigarette dangling from his lips, who would recognize this as the pseudo-government President if not looking closely?

He looked just like a beggar by the roadside.