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He was killed instantly!

"Charge! For the honor...of the Governor, let's annihilate the traitors!" a group of men charged in furiously.

Ulmitt Raymond Haridy was celebrating his 36th birthday.

With his wife, children, lovers, allies—about over thirty people.

They were chatting spiritedly.

Someone complimented him, "Under the sea of people of the Institutional Party, even the Northern Army must admit defeat, and the presidential seat will definitely be yours."

This made Ulmitt Raymond Haridy very happy, and he drank a couple more glasses.

Just then, gunshots sounded outside, and suddenly a group of soldiers burst in, silencing the lively scene inside.

Gomez Medlin, the Director of Education, stepped forward and scolded, "Which unit do you belong to, being so rude?!"

"By Mr. Casare's orders, for the honor of annihilating the traitors of the nation!" Colonel Manstein held a machine gun and started firing directly while shouting his loyalty!

Pop pop pop pop…

Bullets hit human bodies, emitting a dull sound.

Many people fell into pools of blood.

Blood stains covered the walls.

"No, don't shoot anymore, please, we'll go back now, please don't kill my children," two women cried bitterly, holding their children.

"Kill!"

The guards behind them also killed several women.

Manstein went up to Ulmitt Raymond Haridy, who was trembling all over and spewing blood.

"Very sorry to disturb," Manstein said indifferently, and shot him in the forehead one more time.

It was like a chilling deja vu of Kennedy meeting Lee Harvey Oswald!

After giving the people on the ground a few more shots, all the soldiers shouted their loyalty and moved to the next location.

Jose Lopez Portillo, 87 years old, an elder of the Institutional Party, was believed to be the most influential person currently and was also the forerunner in opposing Victor and anti-drug efforts.

He had criticized the "war theory" of the Northern Army more than once in a publisher.

He was just preparing to go to bed after watching TV with his great-grandson.

As soon as the snoring started, a dozen Northern Army soldiers climbed over his wall and burst into his bedroom, opening fire dozens of times at the bed,

The blankets were completely ravaged.

Hearing the gunshot, the great-grandson, who wasn't young anymore, ran out, took out a gun to retaliate driven by a blood-rush but was quickly taken down. The irritated Northern Army soldiers beheaded him and Jose Lopez Portillo and then left triumphantly!

There are also a Mexican Admiral, three Vice Admirals, the Director of Finance, Minister of Propaganda, etc.…

The assassination continued until 6 AM, then Manstein led over a thousand soldiers escorting Casare and some sympathizers of the Northern Army to leave Mexico City.

Heading mercilessly for Michoacán!

According to the plan, they were to run back north.

But on the way, Manstein found Casare and proposed an idea.

"Are you planning to attack the Capital, Morelia?!" Fat Casare stared at him in shock.

Manstein nodded, "I think with our surprise attack, there is a great possibility that we can take down this city. Even if we fight street battles, as long as we can hold out until reinforcements arrive, the scales of victory will tilt towards us. Besides, if we can hold this position, the drug traffickers on the frontline will either flee or suffer a pincer attack. Strategically and tactically, it completely achieves what we desire."

Casare was silent.

He really didn't understand.

He knew nothing about fighting!

But he had one advantage—that was recognizing and making good use of people. He patted Manstein on the shoulder, "From now on, the whole army follows your command."

This nearly reckless trust warmed Manstein's heart.

"Target Morelia! Advance!"

They attacked by surprise!

To catch the drug traffickers off guard before they could react.

Meanwhile, Mexico City was also in chaos.

Waking up to find, damn, all the big shots are dead, the big fish inside the Institutional Party are all gone, and meanwhile Popovich, who had previously criticized Victor and called for protests, instantly became the highest-ranking person inside due to his luck in being out on personal business in the evening, otherwise, he would have been doomed.

When he heard that the Institutional Party was now speaking for itself without some elder meddling, he almost burst out laughing, yet he still had to cry and rage, cursing the shamelessness of the Northern Army!

But...

Maybe keep that smile a bit hidden?

On the streets, the army controlled by the Institutional Party imposed martial law across the city, with armed personnel stationed on the main roads.

Popovich first went to visit the injured elderly and children, and when he saw the beheaded 87-year-old Jose Lopez Portillo, he actually threw up in front of the reporters.

Everyone around him was shocked.

Can this man really lead us to victory against Victor?

And this coup spread through the reporters across Mexico and around the world.

It was called the "March 14 Incident!"

There were those who compared it to the Japanese Army's "February 26 Incident" as a classic example of insubordination in the military.

Others demanded that the Northern Alliance hand over the murderers!

Otherwise, they would never ever...forgive Victor.

When Emperor Victor heard about this,

His expression was like this.

(Old man on subway asking how are you face).

But then he was happy, did Casare also have such guts?!

Before leaving, he didn't forget to take a huge and nasty dump on the enemy.

"Where are they now?"

"Can't contact them," his secretary replied.
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Victor furrowed his brow, "What are they up to?"

And at this moment, Casare…

Stood on a Humvee, raising his hand high.

"Whoever leads the charge into Morelia, officers promoted three ranks, soldiers made officers! Charge in, the spoils of drug traffickers split for the Governor's Mansion, three parts for ourselves, promotion and fortune, all today, charge!"

The Fourth Battalion cheered long live.

This force that dared to confront hundreds of thousands of troops and hijack the U.S. Military's frontline commander in Kuwait was inherently prideful; Rommel instilled them with loyalty and courage, while Manstein endowed them with adventurousness and ferocity!

At three in the morning on March 15th.

Led by four M1A1 Abrams main battle tanks and aided by four TPz-1 armored vehicles, the Fourth Battalion began the "Battle of Morelia."

Those drug traffickers couldn't have imagined someone attacking them from behind.

When the tanks reached ten kilometers away from the city center, they finally engaged the drug traffickers stationed there.

"Lealtad!! (Loyalty!!!)"

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