Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 452: Fortune and wealth are sought in danger!!

12 month 25 day.

Christmas.

A rare sunny day in Mexico.

On the back hill of the National Palace, Victor was wearing a sweat-wicking long-sleeved shirt, followed by Casare, with bodyguards on both sides and in front of him.

Jogging early in the morning.

When Fatty Ka exhaled, he felt a sharp pain in his throat as if it were being cut by a knife.

My legs feel like they are filled with iron blocks.

I was out of breath after running two steps.

"No, no, boss, I can't run anymore." He slowly stopped and waved his hands.

Victor smiled and said, "Your body is not in good condition. You need to exercise."

"Of course I can't compare to you, Boss. When you were a police officer, you had the best physical fitness in the prison."

Casare even gave a thumbs up to the secretary who was running with him, "That's convincing. If the warden wasn't so evil, the boss would have climbed up long ago."

The secretary beside him also nodded, looking as if he was listening.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Victor said with a smile, took the mineral water from the bodyguard, gulped down two gulps, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"In the blink of an eye, three years have passed."

"I never thought that we two brothers could accomplish such a career."

Casare restrained his smile and sighed a little...

The prison guard who had to face drug dealers and humbly question them every day in a high-altitude prison has become the second-in-command of the largest "gang" in Mexico.

Who would have thought?
All we can say is that things have changed and people have changed.

"But the revolution has not yet succeeded. Drug traffickers in the south are still rampant, and criminal activities in Latin America are still on the rise. We still need to keep working hard."

Casare hesitated, looking uncertain.

Victor happened to see the look on her face. "What's wrong? If you have something to say, just say it. You're just a bitch."

As he spoke, he walked towards the mountain.

"I don't understand. Isn't it enough for us to just take care of Mexico? What does Latin America or even the world have to do with us? Boss, do you want to be the boss of the world?"

Victor took a step and smiled. After more than ten seconds, he said, "A country is like a company. If you want to be the largest in the region, the country, and the world, everyone will work together."

"But when you lose your goal, all the problems will burst out. We are trying to shape our faith, and at the same time, we must strive for a goal for this faith."

Victor looked at him and said in a deep voice, "When you stand high enough, you can't stop. Stopping means decline."

"Take the Soviet Union for example? Although they controlled the most powerful army in the world, they lost their goals and their faith. When they betrayed Iran, they could only be the Red Tsarist Russia," Casare said with a frown.

This made Victor look at him in surprise.

Casare was a little embarrassed. "I have also been reading some critics and government reports recently, and I was inspired by them."

Everyone will make progress.

Those who do not make progress have long been eliminated.

Victor later joined many people in the rebellion, known as the "Two Hundred Warriors", but why were only a few of them able to hold senior positions?

loyalty?

Everyone has that.

Another thing is to be able to learn, constantly improve yourself, understand your own shortcomings, and be able to know how to use people.

Casare has promoted many young talents, some of whom have already held important positions.

Just like in history, all the close ministers of the founding emperors were their fellow villagers. The main reason was that there was a platform for them to progress.

In the constant screening, those who were able to be granted titles and appointed as prime ministers by the emperor were all outstanding people.

"Boss, I understand. We must have a grand goal, even if this goal... is unlikely to ever be achieved." Casare's eyes lit up.

Victor did not answer this time, but focused on climbing the mountain. After more than ten minutes, he reached the top of the mountain.

The sun had just risen, slowly climbing up, the fiery red light pierced the entire darkness, and Mexico City was waking up.

"Shocked?" Victor asked.

Casare stared at the sky in a daze. He could not have imagined that Mexico City would be like this at dawn. When he heard the boss's question, he nodded subconsciously.

"We are like the sun at six o'clock, full of new vitality and vigor, and the ideal is in the middle of the sky. When we work hard to move upward, the ideal will be within our reach sooner or later!"

Victor expressed his inner thoughts, and Casare turned his head to look at him.

The two people looked at each other.

"There are too many uncertainties in the future, and no one can be sure. Forty years ago, could you have imagined the situation in the Soviet Union today?"

Forty years ago…

The world is shrouded in the shadow of a terrifying giant bear.

"The world is full of heroes, and if a hundred years from now, people evaluate the greatest person in history, why can't I be the one?"

For the first time, Kasara came face to face with a man's ambition.

If you have no ambition, what’s the difference between you and a salted fish?
It's like, if I say I want to be the boss of the world, you will only say that I overestimate my abilities, but you won't say that my idea is a bad one.

To be honest, Victor does not have the ability to start a third world war. Although the old European and American powers have always been ridiculed, their military strength should not be underestimated.

The Asian Monster Room is famous!
The bandits in the Middle East and the barbarians in Africa are all eyeing us covetously.

There was once a man who wanted to rule the world, but apparently others were not as eager.

Got beaten up by a group of people.

In the end, he was defeated in Berlin and died with a bullet in his forehead.

Since this road doesn't work, let's find another way.

He became famous for fighting all kinds of crimes.

A hundred years later, he can also be called "Emperor Renzong".

Then even if the descendants of "Vieri" in later generations are unfilial, they will still be accommodating for his sake.

This is not the Virgin Mary...

But it means to realize that if you are poor, you can take care of yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world.

This is ideal!

After the sun rose, Victor and his team began to descend and could already see some people climbing the mountain.

This is not prohibited in the back mountain.

But those who can live next door are not ordinary people. Most of them are family members of high-ranking military officials.

When they saw Victor, they all greeted him like fans seeing their idol.

"General."

"General."

Victor smiled and waved his hand, then went down the mountain under the protection of his bodyguards.

There is a side door behind the National Palace. Usually there are not many people there, at most some garbage trucks going in and out.

There is also a sentry post here. The soldier on guard is armed and looks very lonely. When he sees Victor, he subconsciously salutes with his gun.

He saw it, nodded slightly at the other party, and returned the greeting as he walked.

The corporal on guard was shaking with excitement. Ten minutes later, when someone came to take over the post, he came down and couldn't wait to tell the squad leader about the incident.

"Look how excited you are. What's the big deal? The general will return the greeting to everyone he sees." The squad leader waved his hand.

"Is a senior official also so polite?" The corporal laughed awkwardly.

He just transferred here and is not very clear.

"It's not that high-ranking officials are polite, but only polite ones are high-ranking officials. Those who act all cocky and boast that they are the boss are either nouveau riche or have mental problems."

The corporal thought about it and realized that it was true.

The rich people in my village used to be like this. They would honk the horn when driving, and they would gather around and would wait to throw their money in your face.

"Work hard. Although it's tiring here, you can meet leaders. If any leader sees that you have the potential for promotion, you can be sent directly to the army as an officer." The squad leader patted him on the shoulder and painted a huge pie in the sky.

The corporal burped, his eyes sparkling, and he had obviously eaten.

Victor returned to the office building and was about to take a shower.

Right at the door, he met Chief of Staff General Horatio Herbert Kitchener and several senior military officials.

He looked hurried and walked anxiously.

Frowning...

"What's going on?" Casare joked, "Are the Americans calling?"

Who knew they didn't say a word.

The fat man's smile froze in an instant. No way...

Could it be that my bad guess was correct?
"General, the Soviet Union...disintegrated!"

Old Defense Secretary Kennedy said with a frown.

Casare's eyes suddenly widened like a P-eye. ...

1991年12月25日19时30分。

This night...

The sky is gloomy.

The boiling wind is howling, and the struggling light is struggling forever... and finally, it disappears in the clouds.

That's in the Kremlin.

A haggard old man wearing glasses sat behind the table, with the Soviet flag behind him, his head slowly lowered.

He held the speech, his lips trembling...

“Dear compatriots,
Given the Commonwealth of Independent States

After the establishment of the Soviet Union, I terminated my activities as President of the Soviet Union. I made this decision based on principled considerations. "

"..."

In front of the TV, countless Soviet young people cheered. They welcomed freedom and democracy.

In front of the TV, countless Soviet elderly people burst into tears, and the old soldier sitting in the wheelchair touched the military medal and sobbed.

When the last strong national flag was pulled down in the dark night, everyone knew that this arrogant overlord was gone.

Finally fell!
A country created by the working people, with no capitalists or aristocrats, founded in backward Tsarist Russia, and resisted the siege of European countries from the moment it was born.

It developed under blockade and implemented industrialization through one plan after another. It took it 20 years to become the largest industrial country in Europe.

During World War II…

The Soviet Union defeated the arrogant Germans, the red flag fluttered over the Reichstag in Berlin, and half of the European people were liberated.

The existence of the Soviet Union proves one thing: the working people are never lowly.

From 1947 to 1991, the greatest half century for mankind.

All to prove which social system is the greatest.

In order to resist the Soviet Union, Europe made huge concessions, allowing factories to stop exploiting workers and capitalists to raise wages.

Do you think this is the goodness of capital attention?

No, they had been here before.

Dear Dawali…

We are…tired.

Goodbye, when the stars of humanity shine, we will meet again.

I wish you well.

Mexico. National Palace.

The office was eerily quiet.

Victor watched the scene on TV and sighed.

The emotion revealed in his eyes was also somewhat heartbreaking.

When looking at a country, we cannot just look at its good or bad aspects.

People in later generations can make clown movies like Enemy at the Gates, whipping the corpses of dead enemies at will.

Perhaps in our lifetime, we will still see the US military conquer Berlin and the Soviet Union and Germany become the Axis X powers, but we cannot deny their greatness. (Excerpt from: Little John Khan).

"Gentlemen."

Victor looked at the quiet senior executives in the office and stood up. "History brought down the Soviet Union, but the workers' safe haven cannot be reduced any more."

"Now…"

"It's our turn to step up."

"The wind from Northern Europe has blown to North America."

"Rise up and fight. It's our turn to write a new chapter in history."

Who wouldn't be confused after hearing Victor's words?
What man could refuse to stand on stage and represent a group?
Casare stood up, Kennedy stood up, Horatio Herbert Kitchener, Ludendorff...

Everyone's eyes showed determination.

An hour after the Soviet Union announced its collapse, the world was still in shock.

Mexico held a press conference.

Victor himself appears.

A lot of media came, but compared to the collapse of the Soviet Union, that news was definitely more shocking.

at the press conference.

Victor spoke without a script...

"Dear Comrades..."

"The Soviet Union fell in dismay, but as George Blake said, perhaps it took the wrong path, but the ideals of Communism were not wrong and they will definitely be realized, even if it takes a thousand years."

"Being poor is not destiny. Those noble kings, princes, generals and ministers are standing on the fruits of the labor of the poor and scolding us. Why? On what basis!"

"The Red Shoes Club fully illustrates the ugliness of capitalists. On this planet, wild boars can proliferate, wild horses can form herds, and wild elephants can run rampant."

"but!"

“The bad nature of capital can never be eliminated.”

"And the wind that was against them blew from northern Europe to North America!"

"We are willing to accept any proletarian. In Mexico, you can enjoy the treatment of workers, you can see your own achievements, and you don't have to give up your dignity for that penny."

"it's here…"

"You can see the blue sky, you can see the white clouds, and you can see the spring that belongs to the people."

Victor paused, looked at the camera, tears appearing on his resolute face.

"Come, come to Mexico, come and rebuild a safe haven for working people..."

"I am waiting for you here, dear comrades."

"Tomorrow will be better, good night."

The reporters below were shocked and their mouths were wide open.

A giant bear fell?
Could it be that a white eagle has landed in North America? !
"General Victor, are you calling on the Soviet Union and world GCism to come to Mexico?"

"Sir, sir, what does this mean?"

The reporters rushed forward, and the staff and bodyguards who were maintaining order quickly blocked them.

Victor turned around under protection, raised his hands and shouted:

"A new struggle has begun. Long live the people!"

After that, he left directly.

An Asian reporter opened his eyes and said, "The center of the storm is closer to the United States. Americans haven't been happy for even an hour."

They are journalists, forward-looking people who understand that when the call to action sounds in Mexico, the soulless and bewildered people will join in.

During the "Manhattan Project", Truman, as the vice president, did not know about it, but his loving father had already known the news at that time.

The United States and its European allies have been infiltrated.

why?
Because in capitalism, there are also many people who yearn for the Soviet Union.

There are always people who are striving for great ideals.

These…

But they are all legacies left by the Soviet Union.

Victor just stepped forward and planned to take over everything?

This has already crossed the bottom line of Americans.

The capitalists represented by the military-industrial complex will never allow a new monster to be born.

When freedom meets fairness, when universal values ​​meet human liberation...

This is the most terrifying time for Americans.

Even though the Soviet Union had been dead for thirty or forty years, after the millennium, it was still possible to find that almost all the villains in all American television shows, movies, and games were Soviets.

why?
Because they are really scared.

During World War II, the American troops in the Pacific battlefield always showed pride when facing the Japanese army.

But during the Cold War...

They were really scared.

After Victor left the stage, Casare applauded and offered him a cigarette.

"Well said, Boss."

"Put all military personnel on level one combat readiness."

He looked in the direction of America...

"Our new challenge has begun."

Find wealth in danger!
(End of this chapter)