Chapter 330: HYDRA!!!

William Goodrian, wearing a helmet and smoking, sat in the Humvee as it entered the city!

As the commander of the Fifth Group, he would be responsible for suppressing this area and in charge of building an airport, protecting the railway, and ensuring the local mines were operational.

This was the location of Mexico's third largest iron ore mine, of great strategic importance, an asset Victor needed.

On both sides of the street, the people stood cramped, anxious, and seemingly soulless. Some even had a look of hatred in their eyes as they mechanically chanted their welcoming lines while holding bunches of flowers.

And behind them…

Collapsed houses, corpses buried underneath, dried blood…

It was like something out of a movie by the famously sardonic director, David Fincher.

William Goodrian frowned, turning to his adjutant, "If we don't wage war, in five, ten, twenty years, the people here will completely see us as invaders!"

"Just like… East and West Germany."