Washington needs someone to take responsibility for the failure of the US-Pakistan coalition, and Barreto is obviously the best person to blame.
It is impossible for the powerful U.S. Marine Corps to fail. It was precisely because of the pig teammates of the Brazilian military government that the U.S. Marine Corps suffered a temporary defeat.
Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched and not very convincing, it is the best choice for the U.S. War Department now.
So it was a tragedy for Barreto. Even if he didn't come to George Marshall, George Marshall would come to him.
"General, what do you mean?" When the guards controlled Barreto, Barreto was still in disbelief.
George Marshall did not answer, but waved his hand and ordered the guards to take the person away. He had nothing to say to a dying man.
"Let me go, you can't do this." Barreto struggled desperately.
The guards were rude and dragged Barreto away like a corpse.
"Asshole, you can't treat me like this-" Barreto's hand grabbed the hatch.
The guards did not drag him for a while, but one of the guards went to break Barreto's fingers, broke them off, and then dragged Barreto away.
"Bastard, coward, bastard, Bitchi, God will punish you -" Barreto's voice echoed in the corridor, getting farther and farther away.
It wasn't until Barreto's voice disappeared that George Marshall raised his head: "The meeting continues-"
"Ahem -" Colonel Harrison was also embarrassed. This behavior was somewhat dishonorable: "What to do with our heavy equipment? If these heavy equipment are taken away, then we will not be able to let more soldiers board the ship."
"Leave all the heavy equipment that can't be moved—" George Marshall deadpanned.
In order to counterattack Belo Horizonte, the U.S. Marine Corps stockpiled a large amount of weapons and ammunition in Victoria, including tanks, armored vehicles and other heavy equipment. Some warships of the Brazilian Navy cannot take them away. There are many types of warships, such as internal and external warships.
The patrol boats simply do not have the ability to sail across the ocean, and some of the older warships of the Brazilian Navy may not be able to return to San Luis either.
Some aircraft of the Air Force could not be evacuated. The USS Lexington was sunk and almost all carrier-based aircraft were lost. There were hundreds of aircraft at Victoria Airport, and these aircraft could not be taken away either.
The range of the "Cerberus" is a bit short. Even with external auxiliary fuel tanks, it cannot fly to St. Louis.
What's more, St. Louis doesn't even have an airport now, so planes can't land even if they fly there.
Forget it were just tanks and armored vehicles, there were still hundreds of aircraft. Colonel Harrison pretended to be stupid and looked at George Marshall helplessly, hoping that George Marshall would take the initiative to explain what should be done with these aircraft.
George Marshall seemed not to have thought about the planes at all, and immediately asked the next question.
"How is the placement of the wounded soldiers going?"
Yes, compared with those lifeless equipment, wounded soldiers are obviously more important. The U.S. Marine Corps will never give up on its comrades.
"All the wounded soldiers have been placed at the Port of Kitchener. We have left some medical staff to take care of them. They will return to the mainland in batches after they recover." Colonel Taylor said with a wry smile. The medical staff were not left behind to take care of the wounded soldiers.
It's about protecting wounded soldiers from mistreatment.
If he is a wounded soldier of the new government, he will probably not be treated properly by the Americans.
"How is the mood of the Brazilian soldiers?" George Marshall asked Lonely. There were still corpses strewn on the dock. What do you think?
"It's quite stable -" Colonel Harrison stared and told lies. As long as you don't admit it, it doesn't exist.
"That's good, God will bless them." George Marshall also had a strong psychological quality. If the Brazilian soldiers heard these words, they would probably mutiny.
When the Americans were speeding up their evacuation, at Victoria Railway Station, Sun Meng and Rex returned to their old place.
The U.S. Marines defending the train station had withdrawn, and the Brazilian soldiers dispersed. Sun Meng and Rex did not encounter any resistance and easily occupied the train station.
Behind the barricade made of sandbags at the entrance of the train station, the heavy machine gun with a tripod was not even moved away. There were more than a dozen ammunition boxes stacked next to it. Sun Meng opened one at random and it was full.
It was such a crushing defeat. If the U.S.-Pakistani coalition did not take the initiative to abandon the train station, Sun Meng and Rex would probably need a bloody battle to capture it. By then, Sun Meng might only have a few men left.
"Robert, lead your people to search the entire train station to see if there are any enemies - Silva, lead your people to set up a defense line, and look for American warehouses by the way. There should be greater gains.
——" Rex kept giving orders, and indeed there were gains, and they were huge.
There is no need to look for it, the waiting hall is the warehouse of the US-Pakistan coalition, filled with all kinds of combat materials.
Rex opened a box at random, and inside was a brand-new Springfield rifle that smelled of gun oil. This was a serious American product, not a British product from ten years ago.
On the gun rack next to it was a row of more than twenty light machine guns. It looked like they had never been used and were simply thrown away.
Next to it are more than a dozen mortars, and ammunition boxes are piled up like a mountain. Judging from the scale, it is enough for a battalion to fight a high-intensity battle.
In addition to weapons and ammunition, there were many other supplies. Canned tents, military boots and other supplies were also piled up in mountains. Sun Meng also accidentally discovered some cotton-padded clothes. He didn't know what the use of these cotton-padded clothes was in Brazil, which has high temperatures all year round.
"The Americans are so generous. How much money did they get for so many supplies, and they just threw them away like this?" Sun Meng was speechless. Such behavior would have led to a military court in southern Africa.
Needless to say, in southern Africa, this situation will not happen even under the umbrella.
With the uncensored style of the umbrella mercenaries, making them lose money is more serious than killing them.
"If not, how can we prove where the Americans spent their military expenditures?" Rex was not angry. Americans were indeed generous. They just threw away good things like telescopes and sights. They were truly wealthy.
Sun Meng nodded vigorously to express his serious agreement, and picked out an M1911 as his trophy.
The M1911 is a military pistol jointly produced by Browning and Colt. This pistol is known for its power, durability, and was used by Americans until 1985.
This gun is also produced in southern Africa. The difference is that the American version of the M1911 has an ammunition capacity of only seven rounds.
The M1911 produced in Southern Africa has an ammunition capacity of 14 rounds.
"Don't you want one?" Sun Meng's attitude was casual, just like asking Rex if he wanted a drink in a bar.
This thing is pretty good as a collectible.
"No, I already have——" Rex is also a weapons collector. He has enough weapons at home to have an ammunition depot.
"Sir, you have to come and take a look." The soldiers made another discovery. In the garage of the train station, there were more than a dozen US military cars, trucks and off-road vehicles. One truck was also filled with supplies, and they didn't have time.
Remove it.
"Oh ho ho ho ho -" Rex finally found what he wanted, a military motorcycle produced in southern Africa.
"What's so fun about this?" Sun Meng didn't like it. There are many such motorcycles in southern Africa, and their performance is better.
Although the mechanical products exported from Southern Africa to the United States are of decent quality, they are definitely not as good as those put into the domestic market from Southern Africa.
Moreover, these military motorcycles were already produced a few years ago. After acquiring Harley, the motorcycles produced in Southern Africa in the past two years are more comfortable, have better performance, and have cooler looks.
"There's a U.S. military logo on it—" Rex revealed the secret.
Yes, the collectibles market also needs to tell stories.
If a motorcycle also produced in Southern Africa is coupled with the aura of the U.S. Marine Corps and is captured on the battlefield, its value will immediately double.
Sun Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. There was more than one military motorcycle, and even if one person took away two, there would still be two left.
At this time, two military government soldiers were pushed and escorted over. Sun Meng and Rex were surprised.
It's already this time, are there still military government soldiers sticking to their posts?
Everyone should be given a medal of bravery.
"They are thieves, trying to come back to steal things-" the soldier's explanation made Sun Meng and Rex furious.
Since the U.S.-Pakistani coalition forces have withdrawn, everything in the train station is the property of the new government. If you dare to steal things from the new government, it is equivalent to stealing money from the pockets of Sun Meng and Rex.
"Sir, we were wrong, please spare us -" The two soldiers probably did not expect that Sun Meng and the others were so fast. They knelt on the ground and held their heads in their hands, begging bitterly. The watches on their wrists were suddenly exposed.
Most soldiers of the military government cannot afford such things as watches.
Although watches are not uncommon in southern Africa, this is Brazil after all.
Without waiting for Sun Meng's order, a soldier went over to take off his watch, and then discovered that the two Brazilian soldiers actually wore eight watches in total.
Two of the watches still had blood stains on their straps.
No need to ask, this is also a trophy.
"Tear them all off and search them carefully!" Sun Meng sneered. He was still not satisfied after getting so many watches, so he dared to come back and steal things. Sure enough, greed could kill people.
The soldiers acted swiftly, and the two men were soon stripped clean. Not only were they wearing watches, they were also wearing necklaces and rings. One of the necklaces was obviously a woman's.
"Where did these things come from?" Sun Meng's face was gloomy.
"Don't you even need to ask?" Rex didn't waste any time. He pulled out his pistol directly, and with the horrified eyes of the two prisoners, he shot the prisoner in the head.
Boom!
The scene was like a ripe watermelon being smashed into pieces.
Boom!
It seemed like something splashed on Sun Meng's shoes.
"Can you pay more attention!" Sun Meng yelled and jumped away. His shoes were bought with his own money, not the commercial goods distributed by the boss.
ps: I'm sorry. Yesterday, my friend asked me to temporarily help out. I sincerely regret it. I am working hard on typing at the moment. I will definitely make up for it today——
