Chapter 1099 Protest is invalid (Second update, please subscribe)
Recently, José Pardo Baredaman has been suffering from insomnia.
In fact, it was not because he had insomnia, but because he slept too late. As the president's son, he was the most popular darling of Tacna's upper class society.
Although it was already past three o'clock in the morning, the figure of Mrs. Michelle still appeared in his mind.
Today, tonight we must capture her...
For a young man like him, of course he is not thinking about marriage, but having fun. For young people, their life is like this, just wandering among celebrities and ladies. As for marriage, when the time is right,
Their wedding partner will naturally show up at some dance.
But why are they attending the ball now? Of course it is for the ladies who are already married.
This is life.
Marriage... what is it? Is it just to marry a rich lady, have a child, and then let her have fun with her lovers?
But he wouldn't mind if we could come together.
Just when the young master Jose was thinking like this, the sound of breaking porcelain coming from outside the door made him frown and curse.
"What are those damn guys doing? Are they gambling?"
Jose, who couldn't sleep, got up from the bed and headed towards the door. The moment he opened the door, he saw a gun!
The black hole of the gun was pointed at his head, what... is this?
"It's Target No. 3!"
Before the young master could react, he felt a sharp pain in his head and fell down.
While Mr. Jose fell to the ground, several commandos arrived at the door of the president's bedroom. At the same time that the door was knocked open, Nuel Pardo woke up. He was still asleep and did not even realize that
what happened.
This is……
"Who are you?"
Nuel Pardo looked at the people who broke into the bedroom in surprise. Is this a coup?
Obviously not, he didn't even hear the gunfire.
"Mr President!"
Zhang Pengju walked up to him and said to him.
"According to the order of the Special Court of the Ming Empire, you were arrested on suspicion of murdering Wang Youling, a citizen of the Ming Empire!"
What?
Nuel Pardo was a little confused.
"What? What? What are you talking about? You,...are you from Ming Dynasty?"
It wasn't until this moment that Nuel Pardo reacted, and he said loudly with some excitement.
"Damn it, you are invading, you are invading a sovereign country, I protest, I protest..."
protest?
It's useless.
When Nuel Pardo was "arrested", operations were also underway in other parts of Tacna, and target areas and target individuals were controlled and "arrested" one by one.
Facing these Ming invaders, Nuel Pardo shouted excitedly.
"God can prove that Peruvians will never surrender to you damn invaders,"
Although he was filled with countless questions about how they flew across the desert to get here, as President Nuel Pardo still loudly defended his dignity as president.
"Hilarion Daza will avenge us and take back this place..."
Who is Hilarion Daza?
The Vice President of the Peruvian-Bolivia Federation is also the former Vice President of Bolivia, but he is not here, but in Sucre, the former capital of inland Bolivia, a city named after peace but which has never experienced peace.
However, just when Nuel Pardo placed his hopes on the short Vice President Hilarion Daza, hoping that he would lead the army to retake Tacna and repel the Ming army, he did not
What I know is.
On this day, the Imperial Army at the border crossed International Highway No. 3 and had a fierce battle with the federal troops guarding the border. Compared to the tiger-like and wolf-like Imperial Legion, those troops composed of Indians were simply vulnerable.
A few hours ago, the soldiers guarding the border were still enjoying peace, but now, heavy artillery shells fell one after another and exploded only a few meters away from the wall of the post. A powerful explosion shock wave was mixed with
Countless pieces of earth and stone violently hit the stone wall of the outpost like a whirlwind. Mud and smoke blew into the outpost with the strong airflow. The air was filled with a pungent gunpowder gas, and in the thick smoke and dust
Everyone in the room was so stimulated that they coughed loudly.
The Indian soldiers from the countryside were frightened by this situation they had never encountered before. They screamed in terror, hugged their heads and huddled on the ground. They trembled, coughed, prayed, and some prayed for God's blessing.
, some pray to the Indian gods for blessing.
In short, at this time, no officer would accuse them of heresy or anything like that. Now, for these screaming Indians, fear and fear of death have long swallowed up their reason.
For these Indian soldiers, they have never thought about fighting for any country. At most, they are fighting for officers and gentlemen, or even fighting for gentlemen, which is a symbolic contribution.
The Indians have long been accustomed to this kind of labor service. Whether it was during the Inca Empire or the Spanish rule, they were accustomed to working for the Inca Empire, mining for Spain, and later, farming for the white gentlemen.
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In short, they have long been accustomed to all this.
But that doesn't mean they're used to death,
Moreover, when did these Indians who were still in the age of bows and arrows experience the violent power brought by modern artillery? The moment the war broke out, their bunkers were destroyed, and many Indians were bombed in their sleep.
Flying into the sky.
Everything has been destroyed!
Those who survived, what did they feel?
In the deafening explosion, they felt the earth tremble, and they felt a power greater than the power of nature. This power made the Indian soldiers once again let out waves of panic screams.
In the boundless panic, the bombardment finally stopped. The bewildered Indians looked around in fear until then, and then fled to the rear desperately.
"Damn it, you cowards, come back quickly..."
The white officers shouted loudly, and they even picked up their revolvers to stop the Indians from fleeing, but it turned out that this was meaningless.