Chapter 1568： no way no money
In the second Merida offensive and defensive battle, Suzano's six divisions nearly 100,000 people killed as close to Merida as the parade. As a result, they only defeated once.
In the vast wild wasteland, the six divisions who escaped completely lost their countless military equipment and supplies. The most notable is the large number of abandoned artillery, ammunition, communications equipment, and anti-aircraft weapons. These things are mixed in the weeds and can be seen everywhere.
The disorderly escape did not make more people alive, but caused great casualties. Many people have lost their organization and lacked the ability to save themselves in the wild. When the Aurora Corps containment team arrived, they were thirsty, hungry, and mostly half dead.
Raphael stood on the side of the road, staring blankly at the collapsed enemy troops contained by his subordinates. After surviving the previous Merida offensive and defensive battle, he lost his companionship and was promoted to become a platoon leader of the security forces. He has more than twenty individuals under his hand who specialize in messengerwork.
The contained enemy forces were mostly unkempt and dull. These two days are hot, and the Yucatan Peninsula is short of water. People walking on foot can easily become dehydrated and thirsty. If the life is bad, it will directly shock.
The sluggish captives were ordered to explain their names, ages, troop numbers, and the names of their superior officers. The enemy officers will be singled out for special treatment.
The so-called 'special disposal' is executed after interrogation to squeeze out the value. Because of the strong gangster nature of the Diago regime, none who can be an officer are good people. Raphael had sent away several company-ranked officers who thought they would be treated favorably, but they knew they would die.
Raphael was not reluctant to kill the enemy officer. He had taken time off and sneaked back to Mexico City to find his wife and children after the early combat. But he didn't find anything, even the cellar where his wife was hiding disappeared, and a fire destroyed everything.
No recourse could be found, and Raphael returned to the army in tears. His heart became indifferent and hard, and there was no wave to kill the enemy.
"What's your name? Where does your family live? What did you do in the past?" Raphael would "chat" one by one with the selected captives. Often he stood on the side of the road and asked a few words, and then said in a few words the value of the captive.
The Mexican army transmitted an order from the Hugo Army Commander, vaguely indicating to the grass-roots officers that the Army Corps did not want to contain too much useless 'junk'. The so-called 'garbage' refers to the urban poor and gangsters. In fact, they are the same kind of people.
Without culture and land, such urban poor can easily become gangsters, otherwise they cannot survive. And the Legion does not want such bad-looking and useless people at all. It is too costly to reform these people, and execution is the simplest.
With Raphael's gesture, the captive was split into two parts. They were embarrassed and trembling, knowing in their hearts that only some of them could continue to live. In the turbulent wilderness, they waited for their fate.
"On the orders of Victor Hugo's commander, execute useless people." With a wave of Raphael, his soldiers shot at a row of captives suddenly. The captive on the other side was so scared that he cried and was kicked again soon.
"Drink some water and eat something. You can live on." Raphael walked slowly in front of the rest of the captives, and the blood stained the soles of his feet, leaving blood marks. "You have to be loyal to Victor Hugo, even if it's just superficial loyalty."
The surviving captives either cried or nodded in front of food and water. Raphael didn't care whether they understood it or not, his eyes only looked in the direction of Mexico City in the distance.
Gather the captives, clean the battlefield, and pick up the equipment of about six divisions. The entire Aurora Army ’s Mexican army suddenly changed their shotguns. When Zhang Hong's first regiment arrived, Roma had approached Campeche, the last enemy-controlled city in the Yucatan Peninsula.
So Campeche surrendered ...
The building will fall, and everyone will escape. Although there is still a thousand kilometers from Yucatan Peninsula to the middle of Mexico City, dozens of cities. But no one can stop the progress of the Aurora Corps.
Raphael's receiving army slowly moved forward, basically an outing as easy as an enemy. Enemies encountered along the way either surrendered or abandoned. The biggest worry of the Aurora Corps is how to feed the civilians left by the enemy, and the mouth that is waiting to be fed can swallow the mountain-like food.
In Mexico City, thousands of miles away, it was really gloomy and overcast. Susano, a big brother, escaped all the way through the ups and downs. Finally, there are still a few loyal subordinates in the city willing to continue to surround him.
In the national palace, the zombie president once again convened the cabinet and family members to discuss countermeasures. In the parliament hall, the thin-skinned President called in a husky voice: "We have not completely failed, we still have the opportunity to keep the foundation, the key is to raise food and raise money."
This time even Suzano held his head down and was discouraged. The president on the podium called again and asked, "Suzano, how much do you get out of?"
"I ..., I give out fifty thousand gold coins." Suzano hesitated for a moment, and seemed to feel that he could add more, "I can give another five hundred tons of food."
When the zombie president heard this, he was almost discouraged. "Suzano, how many net worth do you have, when I don't know? You have been greedy for the past two years, a hundred times more. It's all this time, you're out 50,000 gold coins and 500 tons of grain? "
If it is an ordinary person, it is really amazing to give out fifty thousand gold coins. But Suzano has run rampant Mexico over the past two years, and people across the country have found ways to honor him. The wealth he took away was entirely astronomical. A large number of people across the country are starving to death, but his family's food is too much moldy.
"But I really don't have any money ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Suzano has lost his toughness this time, but instead turned to play tricks. He swears:" My money is used to form troops. Now we have lost nine divisions before and after. The huge financial and material resources I have spent are completely gone. I really have no money. "
The zombie president stared at Suzano, who was going to lie on the ground. He couldn't imagine that this guy who used to run rampant in the past became as disgusting as a snot.
"Suzano, you get two million gold coins and 30,000 tons of food, this is the bottom line." If the zombie president can, I really hate to drag Suzano out and shoot him. But now he can only intimidate and lure: "Take out the money and I will give you the presidency."
Suzano heard this for a few seconds, but quickly shook his head and refused. Whoever is currently the president of Mexico is facing a huge problem. The moment he sits on the throne is tantamount to being grilled on a fire. He should not be the president.
The boss of Suzano refused to pay for food, and the others in the parliamentary hall would not be generous. As a result, the zombie president lowered his attitude and almost begged everyone to save the country, but the nobles who had been lying on the country's body to **** blood did not respond to this.
In the end, the zombie president is completely out of temper-since no one wants to save themselves, then everyone will die.
In the vast wild wasteland, the six divisions who escaped completely lost their countless military equipment and supplies. The most notable is the large number of abandoned artillery, ammunition, communications equipment, and anti-aircraft weapons. These things are mixed in the weeds and can be seen everywhere.
The disorderly escape did not make more people alive, but caused great casualties. Many people have lost their organization and lacked the ability to save themselves in the wild. When the Aurora Corps containment team arrived, they were thirsty, hungry, and mostly half dead.
Raphael stood on the side of the road, staring blankly at the collapsed enemy troops contained by his subordinates. After surviving the previous Merida offensive and defensive battle, he lost his companionship and was promoted to become a platoon leader of the security forces. He has more than twenty individuals under his hand who specialize in messengerwork.
The contained enemy forces were mostly unkempt and dull. These two days are hot, and the Yucatan Peninsula is short of water. People walking on foot can easily become dehydrated and thirsty. If the life is bad, it will directly shock.
The sluggish captives were ordered to explain their names, ages, troop numbers, and the names of their superior officers. The enemy officers will be singled out for special treatment.
The so-called 'special disposal' is executed after interrogation to squeeze out the value. Because of the strong gangster nature of the Diago regime, none who can be an officer are good people. Raphael had sent away several company-ranked officers who thought they would be treated favorably, but they knew they would die.
Raphael was not reluctant to kill the enemy officer. He had taken time off and sneaked back to Mexico City to find his wife and children after the early combat. But he didn't find anything, even the cellar where his wife was hiding disappeared, and a fire destroyed everything.
No recourse could be found, and Raphael returned to the army in tears. His heart became indifferent and hard, and there was no wave to kill the enemy.
"What's your name? Where does your family live? What did you do in the past?" Raphael would "chat" one by one with the selected captives. Often he stood on the side of the road and asked a few words, and then said in a few words the value of the captive.
The Mexican army transmitted an order from the Hugo Army Commander, vaguely indicating to the grass-roots officers that the Army Corps did not want to contain too much useless 'junk'. The so-called 'garbage' refers to the urban poor and gangsters. In fact, they are the same kind of people.
Without culture and land, such urban poor can easily become gangsters, otherwise they cannot survive. And the Legion does not want such bad-looking and useless people at all. It is too costly to reform these people, and execution is the simplest.
With Raphael's gesture, the captive was split into two parts. They were embarrassed and trembling, knowing in their hearts that only some of them could continue to live. In the turbulent wilderness, they waited for their fate.
"On the orders of Victor Hugo's commander, execute useless people." With a wave of Raphael, his soldiers shot at a row of captives suddenly. The captive on the other side was so scared that he cried and was kicked again soon.
"Drink some water and eat something. You can live on." Raphael walked slowly in front of the rest of the captives, and the blood stained the soles of his feet, leaving blood marks. "You have to be loyal to Victor Hugo, even if it's just superficial loyalty."
The surviving captives either cried or nodded in front of food and water. Raphael didn't care whether they understood it or not, his eyes only looked in the direction of Mexico City in the distance.
Gather the captives, clean the battlefield, and pick up the equipment of about six divisions. The entire Aurora Army ’s Mexican army suddenly changed their shotguns. When Zhang Hong's first regiment arrived, Roma had approached Campeche, the last enemy-controlled city in the Yucatan Peninsula.
So Campeche surrendered ...
The building will fall, and everyone will escape. Although there is still a thousand kilometers from Yucatan Peninsula to the middle of Mexico City, dozens of cities. But no one can stop the progress of the Aurora Corps.
Raphael's receiving army slowly moved forward, basically an outing as easy as an enemy. Enemies encountered along the way either surrendered or abandoned. The biggest worry of the Aurora Corps is how to feed the civilians left by the enemy, and the mouth that is waiting to be fed can swallow the mountain-like food.
In Mexico City, thousands of miles away, it was really gloomy and overcast. Susano, a big brother, escaped all the way through the ups and downs. Finally, there are still a few loyal subordinates in the city willing to continue to surround him.
In the national palace, the zombie president once again convened the cabinet and family members to discuss countermeasures. In the parliament hall, the thin-skinned President called in a husky voice: "We have not completely failed, we still have the opportunity to keep the foundation, the key is to raise food and raise money."
This time even Suzano held his head down and was discouraged. The president on the podium called again and asked, "Suzano, how much do you get out of?"
"I ..., I give out fifty thousand gold coins." Suzano hesitated for a moment, and seemed to feel that he could add more, "I can give another five hundred tons of food."
When the zombie president heard this, he was almost discouraged. "Suzano, how many net worth do you have, when I don't know? You have been greedy for the past two years, a hundred times more. It's all this time, you're out 50,000 gold coins and 500 tons of grain? "
If it is an ordinary person, it is really amazing to give out fifty thousand gold coins. But Suzano has run rampant Mexico over the past two years, and people across the country have found ways to honor him. The wealth he took away was entirely astronomical. A large number of people across the country are starving to death, but his family's food is too much moldy.
"But I really don't have any money ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Suzano has lost his toughness this time, but instead turned to play tricks. He swears:" My money is used to form troops. Now we have lost nine divisions before and after. The huge financial and material resources I have spent are completely gone. I really have no money. "
The zombie president stared at Suzano, who was going to lie on the ground. He couldn't imagine that this guy who used to run rampant in the past became as disgusting as a snot.
"Suzano, you get two million gold coins and 30,000 tons of food, this is the bottom line." If the zombie president can, I really hate to drag Suzano out and shoot him. But now he can only intimidate and lure: "Take out the money and I will give you the presidency."
Suzano heard this for a few seconds, but quickly shook his head and refused. Whoever is currently the president of Mexico is facing a huge problem. The moment he sits on the throne is tantamount to being grilled on a fire. He should not be the president.
The boss of Suzano refused to pay for food, and the others in the parliamentary hall would not be generous. As a result, the zombie president lowered his attitude and almost begged everyone to save the country, but the nobles who had been lying on the country's body to **** blood did not respond to this.
In the end, the zombie president is completely out of temper-since no one wants to save themselves, then everyone will die.
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