Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 503 - 329: The drug trafficker’s skull is not as hard as the armor of a steel torrent_3

Since the T-80UK was too expensive, Victor really couldn’t afford to switch, but he had already contacted the German KGB division, and they would find a way to connect him and his people with arms dealers.

"Tank commander, traces of drug traffickers have been detected in Kurkan Village ahead!"

"Headquarters orders our unit to raid!"

"Support will arrive shortly!"

Sitting inside the T-80UK, Michel Wittmann, the commander, holding the intercom, "Received! Charge! Crush them!"

He stepped on the accelerator and charged toward Kurkan Village on the border.

In the village, there was a squadron of drug traffickers and 100 "conscripted" "volunteers" digging trenches, which was more like... forced labor.

What good could these drug traffickers possibly be?

They didn’t treat ordinary people like humans at all, they couldn’t get enough to eat, and they were beaten while they worked.

Slap~

"Move it, quicker! Slack off again, and I’ll kill you!" A buff drug trafficker with a face mask held a whip in his hand, standing at the edge of the trench, lashing at the workers inside.

An elderly man who was hit covered his head and fell to the ground, trembling all over.

"Hey!" Seeing his reaction, the drug trafficker raised an eyebrow, coiled up the whip, and began beating the old man on the ground relentlessly, blood spurting instantly, flesh torn and burst, as everyone nearby shook in fear, not daring to make a sound, only continuing to dig.

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Suddenly.

The ground started to tremble slightly.

As if... something was shaking.

The drug trafficker pricked up his ears, heard a roar but didn’t make it out clearly, stuck his head out, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He saw eight tanks rushing down from the distant hill, the leading M551 light tank firing a 152mm M81 shell from hundreds of meters away!

Boom!!

The shell exploded next to the trench, the enormous shockwave instantly tossing the drug trafficker, who had just poked out his head, flying, folding him in two like a toy!

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Drug traffickers?

You, TMD, even if the Japanese Imperial Army came, they’d have to understand that the Samurai Spirit’s skull is not as hard as the armored torrent of steel.

"Don’t retreat! Don’t retreat! Hold, hold!" A man who seemed to be in charge pulled out a gun and started shooting the fleeing drug traffickers dead, pointing at the approaching M551 light tank and shouting, "Blow it up!"

These people were obviously not simple drug traffickers; their training and reaction speed were fast. They dragged a case out from under a beach umbrella, which turned out to be an FGM-77 anti-tank missile.

That is, the so-called: "Dragon" anti-tank missile.

However, this thing, even when Americans use it, they have to say CNM, because it is almost suicidal, with no way to hit and run, and it’s especially tricky to set up. By the time they got it ready...

The agile M551 light tank had already charged past the unfinished trench, penetrating like a sharp knife.

That machine gun fire came, and several drug traffickers setting up the FGM-77 were torn to pieces, blood spraying everywhere.

At the village entrance, there was a makeshift high ground, really just a pile of bricks, the drug traffickers on top frantically trying to climb down, got hit by a tank, directly fell apart, and as they fell atop the tank, they rolled under the tracks.

Whether the drug trafficker was still conscious or not, his head got caught in the tracks, then dragged along, on the ground like a rag doll, just a bit more bloody.

Why are tanks still so dominant on modern battlefields?

Because as long as their armor is upgraded, they can rampantly charge forward.

"Split up, split up! Don’t get tangled with the drug traffickers in the village, leave the rubbish sweeping to the infantry following up, break through! Don’t linger, charge to the next village!" Michel Wittmann issued orders over the intercom.

"Received!"

The tank formation, under the stunned gaze of the drug traffickers, smashed through the village, the walls about waist-high basically bulldozed, emitting thick smoke, stretching away.

Ever wonder why there are no environmentalists on the battlefield?

Would they have tanks burn water?

At that point, soldiers could use them as cannon fodder.

The drug traffickers were dumbfounded; how come in the middle of fighting... the tanks just left?

Buzzing...

Just then, the sound of rotating helicopter blades came from the sky, and two Mi-8s flew in low from the distance.

Whoosh~

One of them had missiles hung on the launch nest, which began to bombard on all sides, blowing up the entire village and sending "chickens flying and dogs jumping."

The ground was blasted so much that the soil was turned over, houses collapsed, and it was a mess, not to mention the drug traffickers hiding inside, who could not even escape in time.

Another Mi-8 landed on the open ground to the side, the fully armed Northern Army rushed out and began ground occupation!

Gunfire suddenly erupted, but it quickly ended too!

The leading lieutenant was robust, wearing an imposing black combat suit, with a face mask and sunglasses, holding an M16A2 automatic rifle, his boot on the head of the drug trafficker leader, who was spitting blood, convulsing.

"Chop off his head, stick it on the flagpole, raise it up!"

"Tell those bastards from the South."

"The Northern Army is here!!"

This tactic was the "Three-Step Flow" invented by Marine First Division’s commander Siegmut List, relying on tank armor for the shock assault, thrust, not looking back, no way out!

The helicopter formation transported troops to control the chaotic scene immediately, with the infantry following up; it was all about firepower suppression and fierce assault, the drug traffickers had no time to react, the Three-Step Flow essentially took them out in one fell swoop.

Marine First Division divided into two parts, one part attacking from Chihuahua State, the other advancing from Durango State, striking at Coahuila.

In just one day, Michel Wittmann’s tank formation had charged through seven villages, if not for the need to stop for resupply, the crew would have fallen apart inside the tanks.

February 3rd!

In the Southern strong city of Torreon in Coahuila, held by the drug trafficker rebels, the Northern Army, using the narcotics trafficking routes, burst into the city with both internal and external cooperation, breaking through the outer defenses!!

More than five thousand soldiers stormed into the city!

Fierce fighting lasted until 8 a.m. on the 4th.

Torreon was liberated!

Containing this place meant the Southern drug traffickers would be in panic.

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