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Before he could finish, Field interrupted him with a wave, "No problem!"
"You don't need to give me any reasons, Casare. In pursuit of humanity's greatest ideals, I trust the comrades at my side!"
Indeed worthy of being the "Founder of Cuba." When he returned to his country in 1956, 86 people followed him into guerrilla warfare...
His personal charm peaked. Even in the United States, he had quite a few admirers...
When he visited the U.S., groups of college students surrounded him...
Field's words even made the cunning businessman Casare somewhat embarrassed. He paused silently.
"Comrade!"
Those two words carried extraordinary weight...
During the rest of their journey, the two grew much closer, discussing many collaborations.
For example: Cuba would dispatch medical experts to Mexico to guide the implementation of a public healthcare system.
Mexico would provide Cuba with the latest agricultural technology, sending experts to support solutions for Cuba's food shortages!
They deepened cooperation in military, cultural, and political realms.
Most importantly, they established a military alliance.
The Americans were still too formidable. To avoid being picked off one by one, both sides decided to block the Gulf of Mexico!
By the time they stepped out of the car, they were even holding hands.
This left many waiting foreign guests stunned. Soon, their gazes shifted meaningfully back and forth between the two.
"Mr. Casare, may I ask you a few questions?"
A nearby female reporter from the "official TV station" approached with a cheerful smile.
"Of course."
"What is your opinion of Cuba?"
"A beautiful and charming nation. I like it very much."
"Then what do you think of the relationship between Mexico and Cuba?"
Casare extended his left hand and patted his right forearm, "Brothers!"
"If anyone harms Cuba, they are cutting off Mexico's limbs. We will absolutely retaliate!"
The female reporter froze at his answer but promptly nodded with satisfaction. "Thank you. I hope you have an enjoyable time in Cuba."
Casare smiled and nodded.
He came here, openly flaunting his edge.
Just as the leader had instructed.
The Yanks are merely a paper tiger, but anyone who manages to pull a tooth from the tiger's jaws—no matter the circumstances—has every right to shout with arrogance!
…
Arturo Desena lay on the bed in his office, breathing deeply.
The doctor said his blood pressure was a bit high. If he didn't check into the hospital to recover, his life would be at risk.
But where did Arturo have the time now?
Victor, that damned bastard, didn't even say a word before directly marching south!
Originally, Arturo had planned to strike first, but now the enemy had seized the initiative.
A full Second Army as the main force, plus one and a half divisions from the Fifth Army—nearly 100,000 soldiers. In 97 minutes, they crushed his meticulously fortified Miguel Alaman Reservoir defense line, capturing or annihilating two regiments, totaling more than 7,000 troops.
In two days, they crossed Vahua Pan…
By the third day, they reached the outskirts of Oaxaca!
After six hours of fierce assault… it was declared fallen!
On the fourth day, northeastern Oaxaca State's key city, Tututepec, was surrounded. Inside were approximately 20,000 battered soldiers and over 100 tons of supplies—an essential military transit hub.
It must not be lost.
Arturo Desena ordered troops to reinforce immediately, even skipping breakfast.
Why skip breakfast?
He'd eat after saving Tututepec.
But halfway through the march…
News came from the front lines: Tututepec—fallen!
The Mexican Army had achieved the remarkable feat of seizing Oaxaca in seven days.
Meanwhile, one and a half divisions from the Fifth Army cut through coastal Veracruz State, capturing over 8,000 armed militants in the south!
After both sides converged in Tututepec, their forces turned toward Chiapas State.
Rumor had it...
The Gulf Group's leader, Georgia, was preparing to flee.
He intended to take his men to Guatemala, which infuriated Arturo Desena, who cursed him as nothing but a pile of useless mud!
Disasters piled one upon another.
Had God abandoned him?
The Southern Alliance…
Covered in dark clouds!
"Is it truly Heaven's will to destroy me?!"
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