After a long while, General Crook seemed to remember something and continued to ask:

"What about the garrison division?"

"From the current situation, it seems that the garrison division really trusts us. As soon as they received the order, they entered the city and surrounded the train station. Now our people have not found any abnormal situation in their headquarters."

Hearing this, General Crook sighed deeply and said:

"That means the only troop we can use in the capital now is this garrison division, right?"

"At the moment, yes!"

No matter how difficult the reality was, Blackwell had to tell the hard truth honestly.

Hearing this, General Crook looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Good job, it seems that the army is really useless, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

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After saying this, his face became serious, and he stood up straight. The decadent look on his face just now was completely gone. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Come here, pass on my military order. The 1st Armored Division and the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division, all the chief officers above the regimental level, are dismissed. The two armies are officially declared rebels. In the name of the Ministry of National Defense, the two armies are ordered to return to their original positions immediately and wait for the Ministry of National Defense to take over."

Everyone thought that General Crook was going to directly order that unit to attack the two rebels! As a result, the chief officer was dismissed and the other party was considered a rebel. Since the other party had already chosen to rebel, who would take the order of the Ministry of Defense seriously?

Not to mention asking the other party to wait for the Ministry of National Defense to take over, let alone whether the other party will stand there and wait for you to take over, who in the Ministry of National Defense is willing to come out and take over this hot potato at this time? Isn't this like lighting a light in the toilet, courting death?

Therefore, many people in the headquarters had different expressions, some looked embarrassed, some looked amused, and some just covered their faces. What everyone didn't realize was that up to now, even the regiment that occupied the railway station and was surrounded by the garrison division had not been officially regarded as a rebel.

No matter what everyone thought, General Leta, as the Chief of the General Staff, knew that this was the normal process and that this step had to be taken, otherwise it would be unreasonable to want to wipe out these rebels. So, he stood up and stood at attention, and spoke in a firm tone:

"Yes, General."

After saying that, he began to instruct his men to carry out the orders.

When this order was passed to the headquarters of the 1st Armored Division, the commander, Major General Reshati Gordon, smiled disdainfully and said:

"Could it be that our Deputy Minister of Defense still hasn't figured out the situation? We have already made such obvious moves, but he still thinks we will obey his orders? Is he not in a clear mind?"

The division chief of staff beside him also joked with a smile:

"This guy might be used to giving orders in the navy, and thinks that our army will be like those scum in the navy and will happily carry out his orders once they hear them!"

Hearing his chief of staff's ridicule, Reshati Gordon also laughed out loud.

"Since he wants to remove me from my position and declare us rebels, we might as well just declare to the public that we oppose the Deputy Secretary of Defense's monopoly of power and the persecution of our army colleagues. At the same time, we oppose the Scalia administration's pro-communist policies and demand that the government hold new elections."

In fact, they had already thought of these slogans a long time ago, and now they were just taking the opportunity to release them. After all, no rebellion would be without cause, and there must always be a high-sounding reason to gain widespread recognition and support from society.

Otherwise, if you simply lead troops to overthrow the government, even if you succeed, you will be cursed.

"Yes, General. Should we contact the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division?"

"Hehe... No need, don't worry! As long as we make our attitude clear to the outside world, they will naturally know what to do."

Hearing this, the chief of staff nodded, and without saying much, he started to make external calls according to the division commander's request.

Things turned out just as Reshati Gordon had expected. After their 1st Armored Division issued this telegram, the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division quickly issued the same telegram.

Although the contents of the telegrams issued by both parties were almost identical, Fang Lang, who was attending a counterinsurgency meeting at the Ministry of National Defense, still saw the relationship between the two and could not help but say to General Crook:

"Why do these two guys look like they are not in the same group?"

Hearing this, General Crook looked at Fang Lang with some confusion and said:

"The statements they issued are exactly the same! Why do you think they are not in the same group?"

"Time! You see, it took more than an hour for the 1st Armored Division to issue the same telegram before the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division issued the same statement. Doesn't this explain the problem?

If they were really a group, they would either speak out in unison or at the same time. It would not be like what is happening now, where one side spoke out first and the other side followed suit more than an hour later.

Unless, although the two are accomplices, they are not related to each other. "

When General Crook heard this, his eyes lit up. After Fang Lang's words, it was really possible! Thinking about the fact that Chiz Whiteman, who had summoned the rebels from the south, didn't know who the rebels in Rio de Janeiro were, he immediately had a guess.

I couldn't help but clap my hands and said:

"Haha... After hearing what you said, I think this is really possible. It seems that they are easier to deal with than we thought!"

Hearing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but smile and said:

"Haha... Then it all depends on your methods, General!"

Hearing Fang Lang's words, all the generals in the conference room were a little puzzled, but the officers who had long participated in the Presidential Palace's counter-insurgency command also smiled.

Obviously, everyone's confidence in this counterinsurgency operation is much greater than what outsiders see.

After the 1st Armored Division and the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division officially stated their stance and announced their intention to overthrow the current government, the Ministry of National Defense's counterinsurgency operation officially began.

To the surprise of the 1st Armored Division and the 102nd Motorized Infantry Division, the Ministry of National Defense did not withdraw the garrison division that surrounded the railway station due to shortage of troops.

At this moment, the armored division commander Rexiati Gordon, who was riding in his armored command vehicle and leading his armored division slowly approaching Rio de Janeiro from the western front of Rio de Janeiro, asked the chief of staff beside him with some surprise:

"Do you think that old fellow Crook was fooled by our sudden betrayal? He knew that we were approaching Rio de Janeiro, but he didn't take any action. Has he given up resistance?"

The Chief of Staff beside him heard this and said with a puzzled look on his face:

"Yes! Although he doesn't have too many troops at hand now, at least the garrison division should be mobilized! Otherwise, he will use the strength of a garrison division to surround the regiment at the train station, but watch us directly control the entire Rio de Janeiro.

He is not ready to surrender!"

"That shouldn't be possible. If he really wanted to surrender, he wouldn't have attacked the rebels coming from the south."

"Could it be that he didn't expect that a regiment in the south would break through his blockade, and coupled with our defection at the critical moment, he lost his composure!"

"No, I'm very familiar with him. He's not such an incompetent person, unless he has other means to deal with us."

"Other means? We have already controlled the surrounding train lines, so they have no chance to send troops from other places to reinforce. Even if they can mobilize troops, by the time they enter Rio, we will have completely controlled the government.

There is no point in them coming in again!"

Hearing this, Reshati Gordon fell into deep thought. As the commander of the 1st Armored Division of the Army, although he was only a commander of a division-level unit in the Army, his status and position were still very high, because the unit under his command was one of the only two armored divisions in Brazil.

It can be regarded as Brazil's trump card unit. When the new government was established, in order to keep his position as division commander, he also visited the powerful figure in the Army Department, General Crook, in person.

In his impression, General Crook is not a simple person. He can directly sideline the Secretary of Defense and complete control of the Ministry of Defense. The means and abilities required are not comparable to ordinary people.

At the beginning, if he had not had the support of Marshal Moraes, the other party might not have given him the opportunity to meet him, let alone let him continue to serve as the commander of the 1st Armored Division.

Later, as the other party's power in the Ministry of Defense became more and more important, he also attached himself very seriously and expressed his loyalty to the other party. If the Americans had not given him too much this time, he would not have thought of participating in the rebellion.

If you say now that General Crook has no way to deal with their rebellion or is frightened, he would never believe it.

While he was still deep in thought, he suddenly heard some unusual noises coming from outside. He couldn't help but tremble all over. He had a bad premonition in his heart, and quickly stretched his head close to the observation window to look outside.

He saw a group of small black shadows approaching slowly in the sky in the distance. After seeing these small black shadows, he finally understood why General Crook had been silent since he made his statement. It turned out that the opponent's means were not in the army.

After figuring out everything, he didn't have time to think any further, and shouted out reflexively:

"Enemy attack, all troops prepare for air defense, all anti-aircraft firepower will be deployed immediately."

Although his reaction speed was not slow, it was obviously too late for the marching armored division to quickly deploy an air defense formation.

This arrogant armored division marched directly to Rio de Janeiro in such a swagger, just like a feast on the table, letting a group of vultures in the sky pick it at will.

The chief of staff, who had been staying beside Rexiati Gordon, reacted immediately when he heard his division commander's frightened words. He quickly picked up the intercom in his hand and began to convey orders.

The officers and soldiers of the First Armored Division were advancing on their own Brazilian soil, and they had never expected to be attacked, especially by the Air Force. Therefore, they were very relaxed throughout the entire march.

The radar soldiers did not pay much attention to the approach of the air force planes in the distance. As a result, they did not react until the air force entered their sight and the sound reached the ears of Rexiati Gordon, the division commander.

But it was all too late. The anti-aircraft firepower in the late-arriving team only had time to brake and turn, and the planes in the air had already opened their ammunition bays. One by one, the bombs that could be simply guided fell straight towards the position of the commander, Reshati Gordon.

Reshati Gordon finally realized that it was not that the Ministry of Defense did not have the power to deal with him, but that the power used by the other side was not what he had imagined.

While he was still thinking about how to fight the enemy on the ground, the enemy was already considering how many rounds of bombing they could withstand.

As the bombing began, the long armored convoy on the ground instantly became a mess. They were located on a fairly spacious road. On the left side of the road was a dense forest, and on the right side was a grassland where a group of cattle and sheep were grazing.

In order to avoid the bombing, the entire convoy rushed directly down to the land base. Most of the tanks wisely chose to rush into the dense jungle, trying to use the jungle's cover to avoid the bombing from the air.

Another part of the tanks, which were confused, rushed directly into the grassland on the right, hit the fence of the grassland, and exposed themselves to the even more open wilderness.

In the panicked convoy, Rexiati Gordon's command vehicle was not conspicuous, but for some reason, Rexiati Gordon always felt that the bombers in the sky seemed to have eyes, and all the bombings were concentrated within two hundred meters of his command vehicle.

When a nearby tank was blown over by the shock wave of the bomb and crashed heavily into his command vehicle, he finally made up his mind to jump out of his command vehicle, because he felt that his command vehicle was like an iron coffin that could be blown into the sky at any time, and it would be safer to lie on the ground.

So, after the command vehicle was knocked to one side and could not move, he hurriedly pushed open the deformed hatch and rolled and crawled to try to get away from his command vehicle.

But less than ten meters after he left the command vehicle, a dull anti-tank gunshot was heard from the dense forest in the distance. Then his entire left arm and the left half of his chest were blown away. He didn't even have time to react before he lost his vital signs.

The staff officer who crawled out right behind him was covered in blood and flesh from his body, and was stunned. Fortunately, they were all veterans who had participated in the European War, and they only took two breaths to react.

He looked around in horror and shouted sharply:

"There is a sniper. Take cover. Take cover quickly. There is a sniper."

But his voice couldn't be heard very far in the fierce explosion. Of course, even if it could be heard far away, people around him might not be able to hear it.

After all, blood was oozing out of his ears, and he couldn't even hear what he was shouting, so how could the people around him hear it clearly?

The chief of staff, who was already top-heavy and somewhat unsteady on his feet due to the shock waves from the explosions around him, was about to step forward to help his commander up when he felt something hit him, followed by an unbearable pain in his waist.

When he looked down, he found that his abdomen had been cut open with a hole as big as a bowl. When he wanted to say something, he could no longer make any sound, only blood kept pouring out of his mouth.