Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 682 - 393: A Family Must Be United and Whole~!_3

And Mexico's stock market surged like crazy!

Several of Northern military stocks directly hit the trading limit due to the conflict.

Of course, it's not possible to have a "miracle stock" like India's that soared 6692535% in one day, setting a global record!

Even if you drank all the Ganges River dry, you'd still feel that's implausible.

All your aunts would be howling!

After the Western military collapsed, they failed to organize an effective counterattack.

In just 17 hours…

The 3rd Division steamrolled over 200 kilometers!

They conquered 17 towns, including the strategically important city of Leon!

This city with a population of 170,000...

That population is already considered a lot in Mexico; it's not like every small county has several millions.

Clank—

The "Weasel" airborne armored vehicle entered Leon; the Guard Battalion would rest here.

"What's our casualty report?" Ye Jihuan asked, munching on dry rations, he gulped down his canteen of water, nearly choking.

"Our company lost 21 men, with 20 lightly wounded and 6 severely," Zhang Ziqiang held a roster with quite a few names crossed out in red indicating the fallen as he passed it over.

21 men!

Ye Jihuan's heart sank in silence.

Almost half a platoon was gone...

Comrades you spent day and night with suddenly gone would certainly leave a heavy heart.

"Keep the roster safe. After the war, we'll visit their families."

Zhang Ziqiang nodded.

Sitting opposite him were two brothers, Chen Jian Country and Chen Yuanchao, the veterans previously mentioned, with quite stylish names.

The two brothers charged fearlessly, the mighty warriors of the A Company!

They had killed at least 50 people together…

Whiz—

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Suddenly, the "Weasel" airborne armored vehicle slammed on the brakes.

A few nearly tumbled out!

"Damn!" Zhang Ziqiang slapped the driver's seat and cursed in Spanish, "Did your girlfriend give birth to a black kid? Why would you hit the brakes like that!"

"Officer, there are people ahead..." The driver moved halfway out of the way, and Ye Jihuan looked ahead through the glass, seeing a group of elderly, weak, women, and children standing in the center of the road.

"All companies, be alert!"

He spoke into the intercom.

Zhang Ziqiang climbed out the window, machine gun at the ready, prepared to fire at the first sign of trouble.

"Company commander, be careful of a trick. Our troops just arrived, and yet they're not scared, standing in the middle of the road; there must be a problem," said the Chen brothers with Chen Yuanchao speaking up.

He was an experienced soldier.

During skirmishes, those damn Vietnamese women would hold their kids and cry out in hunger; then what?

When you go over kindly to bring them food, they pull out a gun.

Ye Jihuan hesitated for a moment, and just then...

The driver shouted, "Company commander, they're running towards us!"

Ye Jihuan leaned out to see the weak and infirm rushing toward them.

"Fire!"

"What?!"

"I said fire! I'll take all military repercussions!" Ye Jihuan cursed.

Zhang Ziqiang hastily complied, and the 12.7mm M2HB heavy machine gun efficiently poured out bullets.

Ratatat...

Directly mowing people down!

The ones not killed immediately screamed miserably on the ground.

"Company commander, more civilians are rushing out from the alleys on all sides..." came the fearful voice over the intercom.

"Armed?"

"Some AKs, but mostly sticks, iron shovels."

"Switch to combat mode, call for backup from the rear units, I order fire, kill them!"

"They're no longer civilians; they're rioters!"

"Yes, officer!"

Whoosh~~

A "Weasel" airborne armored vehicle behind fired a "Tao" anti-tank missile directly at a figure ahead.

It struck the person squarely.

That body exploded, limbs severed in all directions, and dozens around were caught in the blast.

A single shot delivered the soul!

"Charge!!"

Today, Ye Jihuan was determined to make these people understand.

What it means to scatter the spirit of the Yamato with three sticks; I, the officer, am Korean!

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