When Chavez heard Osama's words, he felt a sudden sank in his heart. He originally 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 just a battalion commander, and he had never participated in the real battle. This was the first time he had a rebellion.

But Osama is different. The Soviets and Afghan rebels who died under him also had at least a few hundred people.

"Mr. Ben, what should we do?" Chavez asked Osama.

If it were in India, Osama's plan would definitely make the mess here and make the entire Caracas beaten up. However, this is Venezuela and a friend of Mhamad's plan, so this extreme method cannot be used.

"Assassination." Osama said: "The biggest resistance is President Perez. We use decisive means to kill Perez, not just him. At the same time, we must kill Perez's assistant and senior military officials loyal to Perez, especially the commander of the garrison in Caracas, so that they will be left without a leader. Your people also need to enter Caracas early, and once the assassination is over, they will immediately occupy the presidential palace and control the parliament."

Perez has been deeply hated by the people. Although Venezuela is in power, if you want to hold a firm position, you must have absolute supporters in the military. As long as you kill them, you will be in an anarchy. At that time, Chavez will control the Presidential Palace, control the parliament, and announce the establishment of a temporary transitional government. As long as the government's senior officials should be killed and controlled, they can control the entire situation in Caracas.

Assassination? Chavez frowned. His subordinates were the airborne camp. The people inside were not good at fighting conventional battles, and assassination was not their specialty.

Seeing Chavez's embarrassed expression, Osama said, "What? Are you not satisfied with my plan?"

"No, Mr. Ben, your plan is good, but we don't have enough staff to carry out the assassination," Chavez said.

"This is easy to solve." Osama said: "We are responsible for the assassination personnel. As long as we determine the time of action, those people will not be left behind and will be killed by us."

Osama said this, which made Chavez's back suddenly feel cold. This is Venezuela! Osama actually arranged many killers here and could kill the president at any time!

Of course, Osama said this with purpose, and now it is a help. It is also a threat in the future. If Chavez had to be ungrateful and opposed his own side, then he could kill the current president of Venezuela and naturally he could kill the next one.

Chavez is now just a battalion commander of an airborne battalion. If you want to reach the sky, you must rely on Osama's help. However, after taking over Venezuela's power for too long, you may become a politician who only considers his own interests. If it poses a threat to Pakistan's interests, Osama can be used with kindness and power.

"I'm sorry, I have a question," Chavez said. "Why do you want to help us, Mr. Ben?"

This is something Chavez must ask clearly. A few days ago, the other party contacted him, expressed his identity, and gained his trust. But now, when the coup was about to be launched, the other party took the initiative to help him, and even wanted to assassinate the president. The other party paid so much. Are there any requirements?

Chavez must figure this out.

"Mr. Chavez, if you are familiar with me, you should know that I came from a wealthy family in Saudi Arabia. Even if I do nothing in my life, I can have no worries about food and clothing. I can marry eight wives." Osama said: "But I left Saudi Arabia, left a peaceful environment, entered the hot battlefield of Afghanistan, and even survived several times."

Osama's words made Chavez nod. Indeed, Mr. Ben's behavior is difficult for ordinary people to understand. He gave up his superior life and devoted himself to a battlefield that had nothing to do with him.

"Because, I have ideals." Osama said: "What I least want to see is power oppression and foreign invasion. The Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan, and I want to help Afghanistan. The Americans made a savior, as if they were the guardians of the Afghan people. In fact, the United States is the same rogue country. They are in South America, supporting the governments of various countries in South America. Regardless of the lives of these people, the government is embezzling and bribery, completely deviating from ordinary people. Now Venezuela is igniting the flames of the Latin American nation's resistance to the rogue country of the United States! I came here to liberate all Latin American countries. Isn't this your original ideal?"

Ideal! All of this is for the revolutionary ideal!

Thinking of Simon Bolivar in history, Chavez ignited a flame in his chest.

"Thank you very much for your help," Chavez said: "If I can succeed, I must liberate the entire Latin American world and be liberated from the enslavement and barbaric interference of Americans!"

"I believe we will succeed this time," Osama said. "Let us fight side by side and fight to build a prosperous, democratic and just Venezuela!"

"Thank you." The two of them held their hands together, and Osama saw the fiery flames from each other's eyes.

The turning against the Latin American world in the new era begins today!

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

The sun has turned west, but the sun is still hot. There are not many people on the street. Only when it is almost dark will there be more people on the road. Most of the citizens at this time are still working.

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

As a policy-making department, the biggest advantage is that it can formulate various favorable policies for itself! However, among these departments, Fei Ba is still the top leader of the department, at least the top leader in charge of a certain project. As for ordinary employees, it is very hard. If you want to be promoted, you need to keep giving out money and brib your leaders.

Not only government departments, but also military officials. The senior military officials are also borers in the army. They all have villas by the beach, and there are more than one wife.

Enrique, the commander of the garrison in Caracas, the capital of Venezuela, is such a person. He is not at the garrison base at all, nor at the Ministry of National Defense, but in a villa on a beach in the suburbs.

Venezuela is rich in beauties, and the villa is regarded as a happy nest by him. At this time, he is fighting a big battle with a woman who has just come from the south on the bed.

"The distance is 1,400, the wind speed is 3.5." In another villa in the distance, he focused on the report of the 82a1 sniper rifle, and he adjusted his shooting elements.

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

Amid the dull gunshots, a 12.7mm bullet flew out of the muzzle, and a strong muzzle retractor sprayed a thick stream of smoke, which easily revealed their whereabouts.

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

Enrique is a man in his forties. At this time, he was enjoying the pleasure brought by the woman under his crotch. Suddenly, the glass outside shattered with a thud.

With the sound of glass, he turned his head, his eyes filled with fear. He had seen a bullet flying with the broken glass!

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

at the same time.

After completing the work for the day, Perez came out of the presidential palace and walked towards his own private car. Recently, the people were a little chaotic, and they would marches from time to time, which made him very upset.

"Go to the US Embassy." Perez said to the driver who opened the car door for him, and was about to get in.

At this moment, suddenly, his body shook, and then, driven by a huge impact, fell to the side of the car door, and the guard next to him was shocked.

Sniper! There are snipers!

There has almost never been a war in South America. The quality of the army is quite poor. As the president's guard, their vigilance is also very poor. At this time, they did not know to determine the position of the sniper as soon as possible, and then rushed forward, but became a mess.

There were not many people assassinated, only twenty-one. Some had high positions, the highest was the president, and some were just the lowest level of communication soldiers. In short, when these twenty-one people were killed, the entire Venezuelan government agency was completely paralyzed.

Almost at the same time, some soldiers rushed out of some buildings around the Presidential Palace. They were just wearing military uniforms and did not have any signs.

"For the future of Venezuela, Perez must hand over all the power!" The leader shouted to his subordinates with an m16 rifle. He was the battalion commander of the airborne battalion, Chavez!

His people were divided into two parts, partly controlling the Presidential Palace, partly controlling the parliament and television stations. Only when they control these places, the coup was successfully carried out.
Chapter completed!