Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1568: The end of the road

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The second Merida offensive and defensive battle was confusing. Nearly 100,000 people in the six divisions of Suzzano boss were killed near the Mérida like a parade, but they were completely defeated after only one fight.

In the vast wilderness, the six divisions that fled left behind countless military equipment and materials and completely collapsed. The most notable is that artillery, ammunition, communication equipment, and anti-aircraft weapons have been abandoned in large numbers. These things are mixed in the weeds and can be seen everywhere.

The disorderly escape did not allow more people to survive, but caused great casualties. Many people lost their organizations and lacked the ability to save themselves in the wild. When the Aurora Legion containment team arrived, they were thirsty and hungry, and most were half dead.

Raphael stood beside a road, staring blankly at the collapsing enemy troops he had contained. After surviving the previous Merida offensive and defensive battle, he lost all his companions and was promoted to become a platoon leader of the security forces. Twenty people under his hands are responsible for doing miscellaneous tasks.

Most of the enemies they contain are unkempt, with dull faces. These two days are hot, and the surface of the Yucatan Peninsula is short of water. If you have a bad life, you will be shocked.

The sluggish captive was ordered to confess his name, age, the number of his unit, and the name of the superior officer. Among them, the enemy officers will be singled out and dealt with specially.

The so-called ‘special disposal’ refers to the execution of the value after interrogation. Because the Django regime has a strong gangster nature, it is not a good person to be an officer. Raphael has sent away several company officers, who thought they would be treated preferentially, which would be death.

For the officer who killed the enemy, Raphael did not bear it. After the end of the previous battle, he once took leave and sneaked back to Mexico City to find his wife and children. But he found nothing, and even the cellar where his wife was hiding disappeared, and a fire destroyed everything.

Could not find any information to pursue, Raphael cried back to the troops. His heart became cold and hard, and there was no fluctuation in killing the enemy.

"What's your name? Where do you live? What did you do in the past?" For the selected captives, Raphael would chat with them one by one. Often he stood on the side of the road and asked a few times, and in three words he decided whether the captive was worth it.

The Mexican front conveyed an order from the commander of the Hugo Army, and vaguely indicated to the grassroots officers that the Army did not want to contain too much useless ‘garbage’. The so-called 'garbage' is the urban poor and gang elements, in fact, the two are the same kind of people.

Without culture and without farming, such urban poor can easily become gang members, otherwise they cannot survive. The Legion doesn't want this kind of bad-looking and useless people at all. It is too costly to reform these people, and the execution is the simplest.

With Raphael's gestures, the captive was divided into two parts. They were embarrassed and trembling, knowing in their hearts that only some of them could continue to live. In the wilderness blown by the turbulent wind, they were tremblingly waiting for their destiny.

"According to the command of the Victor Hugo regiment commander, execute the useless people." With Raphael's wave, his soldiers shot at the row of captives. The captive on the other side was scared crying and was kicked again.

"Drink some water and eat something. You can live." Raphael walked slowly in front of the remaining captives on his military boots, blood staining the soles of his feet, leaving blood marks. "You must be loyal to the head of the Victor Hugo legion, even if it is only apparent loyalty."

The alive captive either cried or nodded in front of food and water. Raphael, whether they understood it or not, only looked in the direction of Mexico City in the distance.

Collect the captives, clean the battlefield, and pick up the equipment of about six divisions. The entire Aurora Legion Mexican army was suddenly shotgun for guns. When the first regiment of Zhang Hong's guard arrived, Rohm had already moved forward and approached Campeche, the last city controlled by the enemy on the Yucatan Peninsula.

So Campeche simply surrendered ...

The building will fall, and everyone will escape. Although there is a distance of a thousand kilometers from the Yucatan Peninsula to Mexico City, dozens of cities. But no one can stop the progress of Aurora Legion.

Raphael ’s receiving army slowly moved forward, basically just as easy as an outing. The enemy troops encountered along the way were either surrendered or abandoned. The biggest worry of Aurora Legion is how to feed the civilians left by the enemy, and the mouths that are to be fed can swallow mountain-like food.

And in Mexico City, thousands of miles away, it was so sad and overcast. Suzano, who was a big brother, escaped through the ups and downs, and there were still a few loyal subordinates in the city who were willing to continue to surround him.

In the National Palace, the Zombie President once again called the Cabinet and family members to discuss countermeasures. In the parliament hall, the slender President who shrank into a bone called in a hoarse voice: "We have not failed completely, we still have the opportunity to keep our foundation, the key is to raise food and raise money."

This time even Suzzano sagged his head and was downcast. The President on the rostrum named again and asked, "Suzano, how much are you out?"

"I ..., I gave out 50,000 gold coins." Suzzano hesitated for a moment, and seemed to feel that I could add more points, "I can still give another 500 tons of grain."

The President Zombie heard this and was almost out of breath, "Suzano, how many net worth do you have, when I do n’t know? You ’ve been greedy twice this year. It ’s all time, Did you only make 50,000 gold coins and 500 tons of grain? "

If it is an ordinary person, it is really amazing to pay 50,000 gold coins. But Suzzano has been rampant across Mexico for the past two years, and people from all over the country have tried to honor him. The wealth he has recovered is entirely astronomical. A large number of people across the country are starving to death, but the food in his family is too much to be moldy.

"But I really don't have any money." Suzzano lost his toughness this time, but instead turned to scorn. He vowed to the sky: "My money is all used to form troops. Now we have lost nine divisions before and after. The huge financial and material resources I spent are all gone. I really have no money."

President Zombie stared at Suzzano who was lying on the ground, completely dared not imagine that this guy who used to domineering in the past had become like a snot of disgust.

"Suzano, you get two million gold coins and 30,000 tons of grain, which is the bottom line." President Zombie, if he could, really wish he could drag Suzano out of the shot. But now he can only threaten Li and lure: "You take out these money and I will give you the presidency."

Suzano froze for a few seconds, but soon shook his head and refused. Now anyone who is president of Mexico faces huge problems. The moment he takes the throne is equivalent to being roasted on the fire, he does not want to be president.

Suzano boss refused to give money and food, and the other people in the parliament hall will not give generously. As a result, President Zombie lowered his posture and almost begged everyone to save the country, but the dignitaries who had been lying on the body of the country to **** blood did not respond.

At the end of the day, President Zombie has lost his temper altogether—since no one wants to save himself, then everyone will die.