Hearing Osama's words, Chavez's heart sank, he thought that his plan was foolproof, but after listening to Osama's analysis, he immediately knew that his plan was indeed full of loopholes.

At this time, Chavez was only a battalion commander, and he had never participated in the real battle at all, and this was the first time he had rebelled.

Osama, on the other hand, had at least a few hundred Soviets and Afghan rebels who died under his hands.

"Mr. Ben, what are we going to do?" Chavez asked Osama.

If it was in India, Osama's plan would definitely be to make chaos here and make the whole of Caracas bloodied, but this is Venezuela, a friend of Mhammad's plan, so he can't use such extreme measures.

"Assassination." Osama said: "The biggest obstacle is President Perez, we use vigorous means to kill Perez, not only him, we must at the same time, kill Perez's aides, kill the senior military officials loyal to Perez, especially the commander of the garrison in Caracas, so that they are leaderless, and your people also need to enter Caracas in advance, and as soon as the assassination is over, immediately occupy the presidential palace and control the parliament." ”

Perez, this guy, has been deeply hated by the people, although Venezuela is a civilian in power, but if you want to sit in a stable position, you must have absolute supporters in the military, as long as you kill them, you will be in a state of anarchy, when the time comes, Chavez will control the presidential palace, control the parliament, and announce the establishment of a provisional transitional government, as long as the senior officials of the government are killed, the control of the control, can control the situation in the entire Caracas.

Assassinate? Chavez frowned at his men. There is only that airborne battalion, and the people in it are not enough to fight regular battles, and it is not their specialty to engage in assassination or something.

Seeing Chavez's embarrassed expression, Osama said, "What? Not satisfied with my plan? ”

"No, Mr. Ben. Your scenario is good, however, we do not have enough manpower to carry out the assassination. Chavez said.

"This one is easy to solve." Osama said: "We are responsible for the assassins, as long as we determine the time of action, those people, not one of them will be left behind, and we will kill all of them." ”

Osama's words sent a chill down Chavez's back. This is Venezuela! Osama actually has a lot of killers here, and he can kill the president at any time!

Osama said this, of course, for a purpose, now to help, and in the future it is also a threat, if Chávez has to go against his side, then he can kill the current president of Venezuela. Naturally, he will be able to kill the next one.

Now Chavez is just a battalion commander of an airborne battalion. If you want to get to the top, you have to rely on Osama's help, but in the future, after taking over power in Venezuela for too long, you may become a politician who only thinks about his own interests, in case there is a threat to Pakistan's interests. Then Osama will be able to give both grace and might.

"I'm sorry, I have a question." Chavez said, "Mr. Ben, why are you helping us? ”

This is something that Chavez had to ask clearly, and the other party contacted him a few days ago. Identified himself and gained his trust, but now, when the coup was about to be launched, the other party actually took the initiative to help him, and even wanted to assassinate the president, the other party paid so much, is there any demand?

Chávez had to get this straight.

"Mr. Chavez, if you are familiar with me, you should know that I was born in a wealthy family in Saudi Arabia, even if I don't do anything all my life, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I can marry eight wives." "However, I left Saudi Arabia, left the peaceful environment, and entered the bloody battlefield of Afghanistan, and even escaped death several times," Osama said. ”

Osama's words made Chavez nod his head, indeed, Mr. Ben's behavior is incomprehensible to ordinary people, giving up his superior life and throwing himself into a battlefield that has nothing to do with him.

"Because, I have ideals." "The last thing I want is for the oppression of the powerful and the invasion of the foreign land," Osama said. The Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan, I want to help Afghanistan, the Americans have made a savior, as if they are the guardians of the Afghan people, in fact, the United States is the same rogue state, they are in South America, supporting the governments of various countries in South America, regardless of the life or death of these people, but the government is corrupt and bribed, completely detached from the ordinary people. And now Venezuela is the starting point for igniting the flame of the Latin American nation's revolt against the rogue state of the United States! I'm here to liberate all Latin American countries, isn't that what you wanted? ”

Ideal! All this for the ideals of the revolution!

Remembering the historical Simón Bolívar, Chávez lit a fire in his chest.

"Thank you very much for your help." "If I succeed," Chávez said, "I must liberate the entire Latin American world from the enslavement and brutal interference of the Americans!" ”

"I'm sure we'll succeed this time." "Let's fight together to build a prosperous, strong, democratic, just Venezuela," Osama said. ”

"Thank you." The two hands were clasped together, and Osama saw the blazing flames in each other's eyes.

The defection of the Latin American world in the new era starts today!

The next day, in the afternoon, at four o'clock.

The sun had turned to the west, but it was still blazing, and there were not many people on the streets, only when it was almost dark, and there would be more pedestrians. At this time, most of the citizens were still working.

However, as a government department, four o'clock is already the time to get off work, including departments at all levels, including the president.

As a policy-making department, the biggest advantage is that you can formulate various favorable policies for yourself! However, among these departments, Fei Cha is still the number one in the department, or at least in charge of a certain project. As for ordinary employees, it is very hard, and if you want to be promoted, you need to constantly come up with money and bribe your own leaders.

Not only government departments, but also the military, the high-ranking officials of the army are moths in the army, they all have villas by the sea, and they have more than one wife.

Enrique, the commander of the garrison in Caracas, the capital of Venezuela, is one such person, who is usually not at the garrison base at all, let alone the Ministry of Defense, but in a villa located on the beach on the outskirts of the city.

Venezuela is rich in beautiful women, and this villa is used as a happy nest for him, at this time, he is fighting in bed with a woman who has just come from the south.

"The distance is one thousand four, and the wind speed is three and a half." On the roof of another villa in the distance, a sniper was lying on his stomach, operating a 12.7mm M82A1 sniper rifle, listening intently to the report of the observer next to him, adjusting his shooting.

"The trajectory has been corrected." The sniper said: "Prepare to shoot." ”

In the dull sound of gunfire, a 12.7mm bullet flew out of the muzzle, and the powerful muzzle brake emitted a puff of smoke, which easily revealed their whereabouts.

However, no one noticed their presence, and the sound was far behind when the bullets flew.

Enrique, a man in his forties, was enjoying the pleasure of the woman under his crotch when suddenly, the glass outside shattered with a bang.

With the sound of glass, he turned his head, with fear in his eyes, he had already seen a bullet flying along with the broken glass!

"Bang." The bullet hit his head, and suddenly, half of his head exploded, blood sprayed everywhere, and the woman below suddenly screamed.

Meanwhile.

After finishing his day's work, Perez came out of the presidential palace and walked to his special car, which had been a little noisy lately, and had been holding a parade or something from time to time, which made him very irritable.

"Go to the U.S. Embassy." Perez said to the driver who had opened the door for him, and was about to get inside.

At this moment, suddenly, his body shook, and then, pushed by the huge impact, he fell to the side of the car door, and the guards next to him were suddenly shocked.

Sniper! There are snipers!

There has never been a war in South America, the quality of the army is quite poor, and as the president's guard, their vigilance is also very poor, and at this time, they do not know how to determine the position of the sniper in the first place, and then pounce on it fiercely, but it is a mess.

There were not many assassins, only twenty-one, some of them held very high positions, the highest was the president, and some were just the lowest-level signal soldiers, in short, when these twenty-one people were killed, the entire Venezuelan government institutions were completely paralyzed.

Almost at the same time, some of the buildings around the presidential palace rushed out of some soldiers, who were only wearing military uniforms and did not have any signs.

"For the sake of our future in Venezuela, Pérez must be handed over all power!" The leader of the man, holding an M16 rifle, shouted to his subordinates that he was none other than the battalion commander of the airborne battalion, Chavez!

His people were divided into two parts, one to control the presidential palace, and the other to control the parliament and television station, and only when they controlled these places could the coup d'état be considered successful.

At this time, the side of the presidential palace was still in chaos, and the guards were at a loss to find a large number of rebel soldiers, hurrying towards them, and when the bullets were fired at them, they immediately became even more panicked. (To be continued......)