Mexico City, Locust Hill Villa District. This area was originally the real office of the President of Mexico, but it was occupied by Suzano, who was in power.
At this moment, there was a constant crackling sound in the minister's office in the villa area, and countless things were thrown out of the door and window with roaring sounds. The servants' faces turned pale with shock, fearing that they would suffer disaster in the fish pond.
At this moment, just three or four hours have passed since the scene in the Congress Hall, but Mexico City still cannot contact the third group that should 'theoretically' enter the city of Merida. Even a fool can understand that the situation is not quite right, and all plans
Everything is disrupted.
The furious Suzano stood in front of the window of his office, with his hands on his waist and his head hurting. His current situation suddenly took a turn for the worse and became very critical.
After the third regiment could not be contacted, Major General Brenita of the mixed first division was also anxious. He sent an emergency telegram to Suzano - Boss, what should we do now? Our logistics supplies all rely on the city of Merida.
Transfer. Once the third group is finished, it's finished. We still have more than 6,000 people here!
An army in combat will need far more supplies than usual. Food, ammunition, fuel, medicine, it is impossible to carry all these things, and must rely on logistical supplies.
The bad guy 'Alfonso' has blocked the opponent's logistics since he sent the mixed first division into the Yucatan Peninsula. He left a division with thousands of people with only about two or three days of food and ammunition, and the rest had to rely on the rear.
Send it up.
In this case, it's okay if you don't fall out. If you fall out, the logistics will be cut off, leaving the enemy with no food to eat. However, Suzano is too confident in his own strength. He feels that a city will definitely fall in one fell swoop, so he doesn't even consider it.
What are the consequences of not being able to defeat it?
Now the consequence is that a division is going to be doomed!
The third regiment was completely blown up by artillery fire, and no news of the escape of the personnel could be spread. Now Suzano could not figure out the strength of his opponent, and he had to face the possibility of losing a division. This was what he was ashamed of at the moment.
Extreme reasons.
After smashing things for a long time, Suzano could not completely calm down. He only had three main divisions and ten reserve divisions at hand. Although the first mixed division was not the main division with the best personnel and equipment, it was the strongest among the reserve divisions.
Okay, if he loses this, he will be heartbroken to death.
"What is that bastard Alfonso doing?" Suzano asked his men bitterly, forcing himself to calm down.
"Alfonso has returned to the State Guesthouse." Hardcore dogleg Kunque stepped forward and said.
"We can find a way to kill him, even if we blow up the State Guesthouse. We must kill him." Suzano was furious, "We must not let him live, and we must not give people the illusion that someone can fight against me. Otherwise, we must kill him."
My authority will be shaken and no one will listen to me."
High-pressure terror is Suzano's magic weapon to maintain his status. What he fears most is things that are out of his control. But this time Kunkel said in an awkward manner: "The State Guesthouse is surrounded by the Enclave's garrison, and the surrounding streets are inaccessible."
near."
There is an Enclave garrison in Mexico City, and this garrison has always been the zombie president's biggest support. Suzano's heart tightened, and he realized that he was half a step too late. 'Alfonso' showed his ability, which made people in power
The zombie president, who is weak in the struggle, sees value.
"Is he being protected?" Suzano's breath became thicker and he said with a ferocious look on his face: "I didn't expect that this kid hiding far away in Merida would actually become a big problem. Then bribe the people around him and bribe the people inside the State Guesthouse.
He will poison him and find someone to assassinate him, but he will be killed anyway."
Kunque looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only nod to give it a try. Just as he was about to leave, Suzano dialed the phone on his desk and said as soon as he opened his mouth: "I'm Suzano.
, bring me the commanders of the Independent First Division, the Mixed Second Division, the Air Force and the Navy, and have them come to see me immediately."
Just when Suzano hated 'Alfonso' to the core, 'Alfonso' himself was not at the State Guesthouse at all. He was taken to the National Palace by the presidential guard and walked into the cold room of the President's Office again.
This time 'Alfonso' not only had a sofa, but also a low table for his feet, and the guards even prepared a cup of coffee for him. He lowered his head and sniffed the coffee, and said with some satisfaction: "Jamaica's coffee is really good, now
It’s really rare to still be able to drink it.”
It was a compliment, but 'Alfonso' put the coffee on the table and said to the zombie president a few meters away: "You called me here just to drink coffee with me, right?"
The president's face was hidden in his hood, his dry mouth trembled, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Alfonso, are you connected with the Aurora Legion?"
"Of course." 'Alfonso' did not deny it. He spread his hands and said: "Otherwise, how can I make money? How can I transport coal from Mexico? How can I transport all kinds of food in? How can I arm my security forces? These things rely on the backward people.
You can’t do that in the Yucatan Peninsula.”
The zombie president was silent for a while, "Can you resist Suzano's attack?"
"One mixer is not a problem, and that mixer is almost hungry." Thinking about what he was doing behind his back, 'Alfonso' couldn't help but laugh.
But the zombie president continued: "Suzano has more than just a mixed division, he has hundreds of thousands of troops, including the navy and air force. Merida's life will not be easy in the future."
"So?" 'Alfonso' asked without worrying at all, spreading his hands.
"I can give you some support." The zombie president's tone seemed to regard himself as an important weight in determining the outcome of the war.
‘Alfonso’ was immediately overjoyed and jumped forward with joy: “Do you want to buy the war bonds I issued?”
It's war bonds again, this thing is really boring!
‘Alfonso’ in a funny state made the zombie president stunned. It said in a slow tone: “I can find a way to give you some weapons and ammunition.”
"I don't want weapons and ammunition." 'Alfonso' said to himself: I have so many weapons and ammunition that it is no exaggeration to say they are piled up like a mountain!
"Do you really only want gold?" The zombie president has to be a little paranoid. The military industry is in a state of paralysis these days, and arms are in short supply. How can gold be compared with arms?
"If you don't give me gold, I'll go to Suzano and ask for it. Even if he doesn't give it to me, I'll give it to him after I beat him a few times." 'Alfonso' said it as if he could really do this.
The zombie president sneered for a while, "Suzano will not give you gold. It is impossible for me to buy all your bonds. I can only buy part of it."
This is a business without capital, so a part of it is fine!
‘Alfonso’ laughed again, “How much do you plan to buy?”
"Five million in denomination bonds." The Zombie Governor estimated that this was almost five tons of gold.
"According to the current bond price, the denomination of five hundred thousand is five million gold coins, which is about fifty tons of gold. Thank you for your patronage. I will give you the proceeds when we conquer Cuba."
"You...!" Even with the absolute calmness of a zombie, 'Alfonso' made him angry. The price of this bond was completely decided by 'Alfonso' and was absolutely deceiving without negotiation.
Just seeing 'Alfonso' smiling seriously, the zombie president knew that this kid in front of him would never give up until he got the gold. He had to be a little more honest and said: "There are only more than thirty tons of gold left in the treasury.
I can’t pay that much.”
"How come there are so few?" 'Alfonso' was extremely puzzled. After all, Mexico used to be a country with a population of hundreds of millions, so why did it only have such a small gold reserve?
Regarding this issue, the zombie president also sighed, "Part of it was given to the Enclave in exchange for supplies and protection from the other party, and part of it was embezzled by Suzano."
Fuck, I’m a little late for feelings!
'Alfonso' scratched his head and said, "It doesn't matter, just over thirty tons. By the way, I see there is a girl named Nova next to you. I like that girl very much. She can be worth a ton of gold."
I will definitely do something with the money, otherwise I will go to Suzano."
This look of wanting both money and women made the zombie angry. His Excellency the President poked his knuckles and angrily said to 'Alfonso': "Aren't you afraid that I will let someone kill you now?"
‘Alfonso’ grinned stupidly and thought to himself: With the distance between us now, we still don’t know who will kill whom?