Jonathan walked on the streets of Mexico City, silently sizing up this new city. The water plant that he blew up had long been repaired, and even more water plants were under construction. Even during the war, the urban area was still under construction.
When it comes to construction, there isn't much tension.
A passing car drove past Jonathan, opened the window and threw a paper bag at his feet. After making sure that no one was paying attention, he picked up the paper bag and took out the forged documents needed for his trip.
Looking at the laser-printed portrait on the ID, as well as the four or five anti-counterfeiting methods, Jonathan had to lament that the Aurora Legion was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with.
Since joining Dr. Osborne's American Baath Party, Jonathan has served as a frontline special operations commander or organizer of activities behind enemy lines. After the failure of the previous Zelaya offensive and defense, he was sent to Mexico City with the task of contacting people in the city.
'Resistance'.
As a Texas 'redneck', Jonathan had to disguise his red skin covered with dandruff into shiny black. He also had to shave his head, wear ordinary work clothes, and dress up as a laborer, just to be safe.
Activities in the city.
All this is thanks to the legion’s increasingly strict identity authentication system. It is now increasingly difficult to move around in the Aurora Legion’s controlled areas without a legal ID. Without a document, you can’t buy a ticket, stay in a hotel, or deceive the police.
Even eating is difficult.
And even if you have documents, it is difficult to deal with the police, joint defense team members, and even ordinary residents on the streets. Because population movement is now restricted, the appearance of any stranger can easily trigger vigilance.
Jonathan did not carry weapons and did not have a radio. He even had to go to great lengths to hide the fake documents he had just obtained. Because for the safety of the city, the Aurora Corps had search posts everywhere. Special X-ray security equipment and body searches that violated human rights forced him not to do so.
Not a 'good citizen'.
"Tyrant, indeed a tyrant." Jonathan kept cursing. Ever since Zhou Qingfeng proclaimed himself emperor at the North American Security Summit, the media under the control of Dr. Osborne called him the "dragon tyrant", and this name became widely known for a while.
spread.
However, although the tyrant is a bit more vicious, Jonathan still feels safe walking in the city. Although he cannot carry weapons, he will not encounter inexplicable urban gunfights and does not have to worry about stray bullets killing him.
Walking into a public toilet on the roadside, Jonathan looked at the ID he had just received again. The city's internal affairs department provided several IDs, corresponding to different identities. The IDs could not be used indiscriminately, otherwise they would easily be suspected.
After changing his ID for a civil servant, Jonathan had to change his clothes into more decent clothes. He walked out of the public toilet again, walked to the bus stop and boarded a bus bound for the south of the city. After changing trains many times along the way, he found a bus in the south.
The city of Nahuaca met the target of this trip.
General Sagraza of the Mexican Government Army Reserve Service Department is a Mexican veteran in his fifties. His official job is to organize a large number of soldiers to fight on the battlefield. But he is also a nationalist, a noble patriot, and a member of the 'Resistance Army'
Important leaders and core figures.
"Hello, General." In a small office in the military camp, Jonathan shook hands with General Sagrassa, who had a serious face.
The old soldier pointed to the sofa in the office and said in a deep voice: "Sit down and talk about your Dr. Osborne's plan."
Since the end of the Zelaya Offensive and Defense War, the battle lines between the north and the south of Mexico have moved to San Miguel. The Aurora Legion has continued to build a large number of fortifications and turned more than a dozen cities around San Miguel into fortress areas. Both sides of the war have become red.
Eyes, but no one can do anything to anyone.
After the total casualties exceeded 200,000, the troops participating in the war became exhausted. Even if Dr. Osborne used drugs to intensify the soldiers of the Northern United Mexican Front, he did not expect that there would be so many casualties. His drug supply kept pace with the
Without enough consumption, this caused the frontline soldiers to become extremely war-weary.
In order to continue the battle, Dr. Osborne tried to open a new front. Or at least create some trouble for the Aurora Legion and let the southern offensive slow down a little. And this front opened up with the Mexican government troops.
"We have two plans. The first one is the simplest. General, you can directly launch an uprising to attack Locust Ridge in Mexico City, where the headquarters of the Aurora Legion is located." Jonathan said.
General Sagrassa immediately said angrily: "Do you want me to die? There are tens of thousands of main legions around Locust Ridge, including the third Guards Brigade they just formed. That brigade is said to be an experimental group of eight thousand people.
All the officers of the Heavy Armored Brigade are from the direct lineage of the tyrant."
Jonathan nodded slightly. Judging from the battle in Zelaya, the Guards Brigade of the Aurora Legion is very powerful, but its equipment is a bit inferior. According to various intelligence, the equipment of the Third Guards Brigade has also been improved.
It's the trump card in the tyrant's hand.
"General, can you tell me how many troops you currently have?" Jonathan asked.
"There are only more than five thousand people." General Sagrassa considered this number for a long time before reporting the number. "This is the army I formed without telling the Aurora Legion. The soldiers are all selected by me personally, and the training is separated from other armies. The officers
They were all warriors willing to sacrifice their lives for Mexican independence.
However, in order to feed them, I had to misappropriate the material rations for the training of government army recruits. This has led to a significant drop in the current level of recruit training, and most of the soldiers have truly become cannon fodder on the battlefield. I am very worried that this will be exposed, as long as the Legion
If you are willing to check, you can find it easily."
The root cause of the troubles that Mormons Jon and Xie Guozhong encountered during their missionary work lay with this general.
"It seems we don't have much time. The tyrant will soon end his tour in North America and return to Mexico. You must launch an uprising before he comes back. Otherwise, with his prestige sitting in Mexico, you have no chance of success."
General Zagraza had no choice but to nod along with Jonathan's words. He had to admit that the longer time passed, the tighter the dragon-like tyrant's control over Mexico became. "So..., what is your second plan?"
There was a map in front of the general. Jonathan pointed to a port on the west coast of Mexico called Cihuata, "We will organize a landing operation, and 50,000 people will join your 'resistance'. All you have to do is lead this force to kill
Towards Mexico City.”
An army of 50,000 people?
General Sagraza's heart skipped a beat, and he asked rhetorically: "The troops of the United Front of Mexico? Now the people in the south are very disgusted with the United Front of Mexico. This army will not get the support of the people. Even I will not
support."
"This force will not fly under any banner. They are only under your command. But you need to provide them with supplies. After all, transporting 50,000 people is our limit." Jonathan's words seemed to be giving away a group of troops for nothing.
General Sagratha.
Your Majesty the General had to think deeply...
Jonathan continued to confuse: "Think about it, General. When you hold high the flag of rebellion and fight for the true independence of Mexico, you are destined to be remembered by history. You will be as great as the founder of Mexico. You are not for
If you fight for yourself, you are fighting for millions of people."
Really? Can you really become great? General Sagrassa was still thinking. Jonathan's final blow broke his psychological defense, "If you don't take action, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. Maybe in a few days
The Heavenly Legion sent a few policemen and took you away.
At that time, no one will know about any efforts you have made for Mexico, and who will know what a noble patriot you are? When people look up the police records in the future, they will only see that you are a corrupt criminal."
General Sagratha suddenly trembled and had no choice.