Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 679 - 392: Aldous Wendell: I feel like I’ve already seen God!_3

Oh crap...

The HSBC would foot the bill, right?

Taking a loan without planning to pay it back to buy "illegal" weapons, not even routing the transactions through Mexico. When they asked for accounts, I could just say I didn't buy it. Not my problem.

Perfect!

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Back to business. After receiving the command, we immediately contacted the drone air force base located in the northwestern city of Muskta in Jalisco.

The Pchela-T with a wingspan of 3.25 meters, resembling a large eagle, taxied on the runway and then soared into the sky, flying at a height of 500 meters.

The operator sat in the base command center, the camera transmitting everything it saw in real time.

Flying over forests and lakes, it arrived over the front lines after more than half an hour.

"Turn on the infrared scanner..."

The equipment on the drone flashed, clearly displaying the battlefield below, and quickly located the target.

"Artillery position locked, do we drop the bomb?"

"Wait, look here!" the baseman commander, standing behind the operator, pointed at a corner of the screen about 600 meters from the artillery position.

It was a small hill, seemingly covered by something, unclear but with people coming in and out, looking like a constructed house.

"Could this be the command center?"

"Connect me to the front line troops." The commander said, furrowing his brows, as he turned to his staff officer who nodded and quickly got through to the front lines.

"Hello, this is Brusilov."

"General, we've spotted what might be a command center behind the enemy's artillery position, but we're not certain. The drone is only carrying one bomb. Where do you want us to strike?"

"A command center? That close?!" Admiral Brusilov's tone was also a bit confused.

"We can't be sure, but there's a lot of movement."

"Then hit it! If the artillery runs, we can bomb them next time. Let's drop a bomb on the suspected enemy headquarters to test the waters."

"Understood!"

After hanging up, the commander patted the operator's shoulder, "Then let's bomb them. What's our payload?"

"U.S. Military's M830A1, a high-explosive shaped charge, will completely destroy that area."

"Then lock it down!"

Aldous Wendell, holding binoculars and after observing Hill 797, felt a bit bored, "I need some fresh air."

"No, General, you're the commander, it's best not to go anywhere. The soldiers need their leader here," the shrewd advisor Smith said.

The General thought for a moment and nodded, "You're right. But I always feel too confined, an oppressive feeling in my chest, and my eyelids keep twitching as if something is about to happen."

Smith smiled, "It's a sign of impending victory."

Victory?

Aldous Wendell frowned and took a deep breath, "Maybe you're right, I can already see God smiling at me."

"He's telling me, victory—"

Boom!

Before he could finish, something heavy fell from above, smashing through the makeshift roof, and before he could see what it was, a huge explosion erupted.

It looked like a small mushroom cloud!

The tremendous energy, the sound carried for several miles!

Crouched in a trench, Ye Jihuan and Zhang Ziqiang both shivered in fright.

"What the hell was that! What the hell!" The latter scrambled out and saw a cloud rising in the distance, turning his head, "Brother Huan, it exploded! It exploded!"

"I didn't explode!"

"No, come and look!"

Ye Jihuan cautiously poked his head out and sure enough, saw the scene in the distance—a huge crater.

"???"

The two stared at each other in disbelief.

And then, they saw the troops in the distance clearly in disarray, too far to hear clearly, a group of people running towards the crater, shouting loudly.

"Did they just blow up their leader?" Zhang Ziqiang muttered.

Ye Jihuan suddenly sprang up.

"Brothers! Charge! Follow me, the enemy's command center is blown up, they're headless, let's push forward, and invade Guanahua State!"

Whether it's true or not.

Let's charge first to test it…

Go big or go home!