Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 601 - 363: Why Can’t the Legitimate United States be in Mexico? _3
War is cruelly cruel.
The Tijuana Command Center received Rommel's "request for reinforcement" and issued orders to the Marine First Division in Durango State.
Division Commander Siegmut List, though disgruntled, understood the consequences of not rescuing those facing death and defying military orders. He could only issue combat orders to the Fifth Group.
Goodrian was decisive upon receiving the orders.
He commanded three battalions to go to the rescue while one battalion continued to hold their position since they were only a step away from Zacatecas State. It would be laughable if they allowed the enemy to counterattack and breach their defense.
Four CH-47 transport helicopters from the division carried 170 troops as the vanguard to provide reinforcement, while the rest would drive.
Goodrian personally led the team.
The Air Force also dispatched reconnaissance aircraft to scout the enemy forces and relayed the information to the troops at the front.
"Officer, command center instructed us to head to Savilian Village!"
Goodrian frowned, "Map!"
A staff officer quickly spread out the map, pointed precisely and located the position, "The drug trafficker has been blocked here for a full six hours."
"How many defenders are there?"
The staff officer's expression grew serious, "One company."
"How many?!" Goodrian thought he had heard wrong and turned to look at him.
"Less than 300 men."
The Fifth Group's commander took a deep breath, "Speed up the advance! Order the vanguard to reinforce. Is there a shortcut we can take?"
"Here, we can go through a canyon in Zacatecas State that leads straight there; it can cut the journey by about two hours, but it's very dangerous..."
"The Fifth Group has always embraced danger!"
"Change the route, advance!"
"Yes!"
The staff officer responded and picked up the radio to issue the orders.
The convoy immediately changed direction.
Support!
Allies!
When the battle of New Leon began,
Popovich in Mexico City received the news.
Blisters formed in his mouth immediately.
He felt a little overheated.
He called everyone together, but at the meeting, no one could offer effective suggestions. Instead, they quarreled and shirked accountability, implying that it was someone else's fault for not receiving the intelligence on the attack.
"Enough!"
Popovich stood up and slammed his fist on the table, while his brother, Aldous Wendell, looked unkindly at the people below.
The door behind them opened, and several armed guards rushed in.
The chaotic meeting room fell silent all at once.
With a wave from Popovich, the armed guards left.
He knew the importance of the military force and had established the Guard Corps with his family's help, solidifying his position within the Institutional Party.
"When will you stop arguing! Are we going to wait for Victor to break through? Is this the time for infighting? I'll tell you, if any of you make me unhappy, I'll make sure you're unhappy!"
Popovich snorted coldly.
The politicians below looked at one another.
"Sir, we must save New Leon. Monterrey has shown us great respect and is one of the few territories held by the Institutional Party. If we don't rescue them, it will surely provoke more dissatisfaction," said an old man seated at the lower right.
He was very old.
This was Admiral Francisco Pacho, an elder of the Institutional Party, now 72 years old, and the current Defense Minister.
What a joke, three people in Mexico calling the shots on national defense.
One in the north, a so-called orthodox in the central region, and a drug trafficker in the south.
It was nothing short of a warlord melee.
However, Francisco Pacho was a genuine living fossil of the military, born in Mexico City in 1919. He enlisted in 1939 and joined the Mexican Expeditionary Force in 1942 to fight Japanese forces in the Philippines.
He personally slew four little devils.
He was awarded the American Medal of Merit, continued to serve in the military after returning, and was appointed as Defense Minister by Popovich upon retirement.
The old man was also known for his upright behavior, often using his own salary to help the poor, and he strictly prohibited his relatives from drug trafficking, smuggling, or drug usage, making him a unique figure in Mexico.
He had clashed with drug traffickers several times.
But his position was too sensitive. Many people were his devoted fans, including the captured "Godfather" Gallardo, who idolized him and even personally sent gifts or had them delivered during holidays.
Many in the military were his disciples.
With such status, to consider killing him... was it necessary? After all, the old man didn't have many years left to live.
His main reason for helping the Institutional Party now was sheer stubbornness.
Admiral Francisco Pancho believed that Northern Victor was a rebel and the Southern drug traffickers were bastards, neither elected, while only the central Institutional Party was in accordance with the "Constitution."
Victor had sent envoys to invite him, and even Casare had personally come to recruit him, but all were refused.
His loyalty was only to the Constitution!
Hearing him say this made Popovich nervously tense. His territory wasn't vast, and without New Leon, he'd be less significant than a Village Head.
"What should we do then? Do you have any good ideas?" someone eagerly asked.
"How about... negotiating peace with Victor?" someone outlandishly suggested.
Admiral Francisco Pancho glanced at the fool speaking, "Do you think victors negotiate with losers?"
"That beast, he only wants more."
"What we can do now is be forced to wage war—speak out against Victor in the name of the ruling party, asking him to stop the war, of course, which isn't very effective, but it lets us stand with the weaker areas. Then dispatch reinforcements from other states to strike at other Northern Army garrisons, like in Michoacan and Jalisco. The front line is long, and Northern Army can't possibly hold everywhere."
"The most important thing is to report to the United Nations..."
Admiral Francisco Pancho paused, "and request them to dispatch Peacekeeping Forces. As long as there are troops sent in, Northern Army won't use weapons of mass destruction as frequently."
"The best would be to have the U.S. Military come."
"The Americans will come?" Popovich doubted.
There are only 55 people in the United Nations peacekeeping troops across the whole world...
Yes, that's it.
Troops stationed are not equal to peacekeepers!
They are there to disrupt local peace.
Admiral Francisco Pancho looked at this "idiot" and almost twisted his mouth in irritation. Did he have to spell everything out so clearly?
But fortunately, there were smarter people below.
"Are you suggesting... we allow U.S. troops to be stationed?!!!" someone yelled, his voice jumping several notches at once.
Everyone looked at him in shock.
The old General also felt his face flush with embarrassment.
After the US-Mexico War, Mexicans felt resentment as they ceded 2.3 million square kilometers of land, equivalent to another Mexico.
Now you let them come and station troops...
Not to mention whether the Yanks would be willing, many Mexicans wouldn't be!
Admiral Francisco Pancho remained silent and just looked at Popovich, that old slick operator, who only raised suggestions.
The latter's face changed instantly.
The Americans would come only if offered interests.
But what to give?
"You all go out, leave the old General," he commanded.
The others exchanged glances and walked out, sighing.
"You go out too," Popovich said to his brother.
Although Aldous Wendell was disgruntled, he obediently left.
"What can we offer the Americans, sir?" Popovich asked Admiral Francisco Pancho. Before receiving an answer, he put it out there, "What about ceding New Leon to the United States?"
The Defense Minister's eyes widened.
Damn it!
I just hoped the Americans would station troops to combat Victor, but you went straight for cutting off our ancestral land.
This...
How could we face the public?
Admiral Francisco Pancho suddenly felt uneasy.
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"I want you to visit the United States. Any condition can be negotiated!"
Just as feared, no good could come of this.
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