Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 781 - 429 To a Warlord, a Financial Tycoon is just a cash cow!_4

781: Chapter 429: To a Warlord, a Financial Tycoon is just a cash cow!_4

781 -429: To a Warlord, a Financial Tycoon is just a cash cow!_4

“If you think the Northern Army’s tanks are too fast, we can lay land mines, burying tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands along the border, which will hinder them for a long time.”

This move is downright cruel.

It completely disregards civilians.

Arturo Desena was clearly fooled by the shrewd advisor.

Thinking about it, it actually made sense.

The frustration in his chest eased a little.

“You’re right!”

“When is Georgia going to Thailand?”

“The original plan is the day after tomorrow, to meet Zhang Qifu’s people from Myanmar at the coffee house on the east bank of the Menam River (Chao Phraya River) in Bangkok, Thailand, to discuss the transportation of drugs.”

Zhang Qifu also has an alias: Khun Sa.

Arturo Desena’s eyes flashed, “Pass the information to the United Nations Drug Control Agency, and send our people over.

If he doesn’t get caught, have someone take him out!”

He couldn’t wait any longer…

Half of the power has already fallen into Victor’s hands.

To resist, he still had to discuss it with Georgia.

Living in this partnership was very unpleasant; he wanted to be the leader.

Many historical lessons have taught us that there can only be one leader…

No matter which startup organization it is, in the end, there must be internal strife.

“Don’t blame me, Georgia,” Arturo Desena said with narrow eyes.

Endric also had ill intentions, lowering his head, trying not to laugh out loud.

Let them kill each other, let there be internal conflict…

As they destroy each other, I will benefit as a bystander.

In such a small political power, so many people harbor hidden agendas; it’s bound to destroy itself sooner or later. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

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Sri Lanka.

Colombo, International Airport.

“Ding Dong~”

The sound of air traffic control echoed inside the airport, “We apologize to all passengers, due to force majeure, this airport will temporarily close, and all flights will be canceled.

We have prepared hotels and meals for you; please follow the staff to the reserved hotels.

We apologize for the inconvenience.”

The announcement was repeated in English.

Colombo is a tourist city with many backpackers.

Upon hearing this, many people began to chatter discontentedly.

Even an Indian guy was forcefully pushing a staff member, yelling something unclear but clearly agitated.

The staff could only try to calm him down as best as they could.

“I want to go home today!

Arrange a plane for me immediately, now!

I command you!” a woman wearing sunglasses suddenly screamed loudly, “My father is the CEO of the Hanjin Group in South Korea!”

Her entourage standing beside her dared not speak.

Thud thud thud~

A squad of armed soldiers rushed to the terminal building.

Leading them was a Sri Lankan Lieutenant Colonel, clearly hearing the woman’s shouting, looking over with a harsh gaze, saying in a deep voice, “From now on, the airport is under military control, please proceed according to the plan…”

“Damn it!”

“You pig, Assib, prepare a plane for me, I want to go back to South Korea, I’m never coming back here, this place is trash.” The woman claiming to be the Hanjin CEO’s daughter suddenly rushed over, cursing.

She reeked of alcohol, like a shrew reaching to scratch the Lieutenant Colonel’s face, but he dodged.

The Korean beside her quickly pulled her back, saying all sorts of nice things, but she continued to point arrogantly, “I’ll have my father ruin you!”

The Sri Lankan Lieutenant Colonel laughed in anger, stepping forward to slap her down to the ground, kicking her head, and taking the rifle from a soldier, slamming the butt heavily on her head.

“A country built on a U.S.

military base, what are you so arrogant about!”

“Hanjin Group?”

“I’m a goddamn Sri Lankan!”

With just a few hits, her head was bleeding.

“Assib, General, General don’t hit…” The nearby Korean shouted anxiously, but was also pushed to the ground by soldiers and beaten up.

The Sri Lankan Lieutenant Colonel gazed ominously at the surroundings, finally pausing on the Indian guy, who shivered and shrank back.

“Anyone else dissatisfied?”

No one spoke…

You see, they didn’t listen when you spoke kindly, but after a beating, they understood pain.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The passengers in the terminal heard the sound from outside, the engine rumbling heavily, and turned their heads to see a plane emerging from the clouds in the sky.

Unlike normal passenger planes…

They looked “bulky”.

“C-130!

These are C-130s!” Someone who recognized them exclaimed, “So many.”

Everyone’s eyes widened with surprise.

Some children began counting, “One, two, three…”

But were quickly silenced by their parents.

No wonder the military took over; it turns out the U.S.

military was coming to Sri Lanka?

What are they here for?

Some people subconsciously picked up their cameras and started taking photos, glancing at the military from the corner of their eyes; seeing they weren’t stopped, they grew bolder.

Under the tower’s dispatch, the C-130s began landing and taxied safely.

As the cabin doors opened, a beam of light shone in, and Erich Manstein took a deep breath.

It had only been a day or so, but it felt like a long time, the smell of the plane… really unpleasant.

“Okay, disembark in order, everyone put on your masks, and check if the badges are removed.”

This was a request from the Sri Lankan military…

After all, it wouldn’t sound good to say that foreign troops came to help eradicate a terrorist organization.

If outsiders didn’t know who it was, wouldn’t it look slightly better?

Smart thinking.

Passengers in the terminal saw armed personnel wearing “bandit caps” and dressed in uniforms from an unknown country disembarking from the plane.

In a nearby restroom, with the door closed, a pair of eyes stared intently at the soldiers coming down.

He picked up a phone and dialed a number.

“Hello.”

“The Mexicans are here!”

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