Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 455 "North American Fury Operation!"

Nixon, Reagan, and George H.W. Bush were the Big Three of the Bohemian Club.

but…

As we all know, the Big Three are actually four people, including Kissinger from the United States, who should be the most powerful Secretary of State in American history.

You can tell from the color matching of these members...

"Bohemia determines the world" is not just a saying.

"Do I need to call a doctor for you?" Reagan looked at Robert Gates gently.

The latter hesitated and shook his head, "No, sir."

He didn't have the energy to throw a tantrum at Reagan, so he could only cover his mouth, glare at Rumsfeld viciously, and sit aside.

"Mexico is challenging the existing order. The world's pie is only so big, and we don't need new people to come to the table and share the profits with us." Nixon coughed. He has not been in good health recently.

After all, he is almost 80 years old.

"Are we going to start a war?" Robert Gates couldn't help but ask.

As Deputy Secretary of Defense, he is an extreme right-winger. He served in the front-line troops during the Vietnam War, but was exposed by reporters for killing Vietnamese soldiers.

But later, relying on his family background, he managed to get through it and was appreciated by the big boss, and he soared to fame.

His methods were very tough. He clamored to capture Tijuana in three days and enter Mexico in five days. He was a typical warmongerer.

how to say…

This is the unique quality of Americans: arrogant and conceited, and they can hold up mud and say it is a new weapon.

Rumsfeld opened his mouth and frowned: "Their intercontinental missiles can reach Washington."

"We can't be intimidated by this kind of intimidation, Donald." Reagan raised his eyebrows. "We must crush Mexico like we crushed Grenada."

"We already have a Cuba in our backyard, which is causing us so much trouble. Now there is a Mexico even closer to us. This is absolutely intolerable."

Reagan was also a warmongerer. How many wars did he fight during his years in office?
The invasion of Grenada, the airstrikes in Libya, the invasion of Bolivia, the attack on the Iranian drilling platform, the invasion of Honduras, and so on.

Reagan's left eyebrow trembled slightly. "Deploy rapid reaction forces and attack from all sides by sea and land. Mexico also has big problems inside. Victor's tyrannical behavior has caused dissatisfaction among many people. As long as we launch an attack, they will definitely help. Justice belongs to the United States!"

"We have found an excuse. Americans in Mexico have suffered long-term oppression and we want to save our overseas Chinese." Reagan looked expressionless at Bush's younger brother, John Ellis Bush, behind him.

The other party took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Rumsfeld with a fake smile on his chubby face. "Please sign your name here, Mr. Donald."

The old defense minister picked it up and his scalp went numb.

"No! I won't allow it!!"

He threw the document to the ground with a slap.

The document clearly stated: "Plan for Using Military Force Against Mexico."

It was signed by Bush Sr. and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff…

As long as the defense minister agrees, war can be launched according to the constitution.

"Cough cough cough..."

Nixon was tired and sat on a chair. His face was covered with age spots and he looked lifeless. His eyelids were drooping and he looked like he was going to die in the next second.

"Donald, you should understand that it doesn't matter whether you sign or not. No one can refuse the decision made by the Bohemian Club."

"You are bringing America into the quagmire of war!" The old defense secretary had never been so angry.

I feel wronged too...

Damn it, if I could beat him, would I not fight?

The problem is that Mexico has an army and a strong military presence. Can the US military flatten millions of square kilometers of land in one go?

How big is Grenada?

You dropped a bomb at the airport and the whole capital heard about it.

Most importantly, is Victor Bishop? Mexico is not Grenada!
"The struggle of faith itself is a war, and compromise itself is a failure. You understand this better than I do." Nixon said calmly, looking up, his cloudy eyes revealing the determination of his youth, "Sign or not?"

The wind blows gently...

Robert Gates and others who were not of the same status as him standing nearby all held their breath and did not dare to breathe heavily.

There was obvious gloating in the Deputy Secretary of Defense's eyes. You, Donald, are so arrogant. Well, now you don't dare to say a word.

Although the Big Three have stepped down, it is still easy for them to take you down.

After all, Rumsfeld didn't actually accomplish much in the Ford administration, which was a rare period of peace.

After going back to prison for the second time, he wanted to make some achievements, but he encountered such a difficult problem, which made him caught in a dilemma.

"Donald, don't you always claim to be the toughest minister? Why didn't you sign the order? Could it be that... there really is an indescribable connection between you and Victor as the outside world says?"

John Ellis Bush narrowed his eyes and aimed straight at the vital point.

"Shut up!"

Sure enough, the hot-tempered old defense minister roared when he heard this, his breathing was a little disordered, he bent down to pick up the documents on the ground, looked at them, gritted his teeth, and said, "You will regret it!"

He signed his name quickly.

He stuffed it into John Ellis Bush's arms and was about to leave with a gloomy face, but was stopped by security personnel.

"What do you mean?"

He turned around and questioned.

"Due to the unclear relationship between you and Victor, you are invited to be a guest here until the end of the war," Reagan said with a smile.

Directly placed under house arrest.

Donald had never been treated like this before. He was so angry that he felt dizzy and could not stand steadily. He was carried away by security personnel.

"Robert..." Nixon's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but the deputy defense minister standing next to him shuddered, stared, his heart thumping, and trotted over, bending over, with a flattering look on his face, "Sir."

"Donald, you will be responsible for the rest of the work."

Robert Gates felt like a piece of cake had fallen from the sky. He was dizzy and swallowed a few times. He hesitated and said, "Clinton..."

Reagan next to him said first, "He is not the president yet."

"And what he is doing now is a complete failure. The public is not important, but we have to consider their voices sometimes."

"after all…"

"The mosquitoes are buzzing all the time nearby, and anyone who hears it will get annoyed."

Robert Gates understood instantly that if Clinton could not resolve the "St. James Island Incident", his rise to power would become a joke and he would be used as the government's scapegoat.

"You can, right?"

Robert Gates didn't look up, but he could tell that Reagan and Nixon were looking at him.

He gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.

"Absolutely no problem!"

"We look forward to hearing good news from you. By the way, be careful, there is a traitor among us."

At this time, John Ellis Bush handed him the document and patted him on the shoulder. "Congratulations, future...Secretary of Defense."

Robert raised his head and tried hard to smile.

He looks like a dog.

Taking the document, he opened it and took a look at the incident.

August 2th at 3 am.

Battle Plan: "Operation North American Fury!"

……

Victor certainly didn't have much time for romance.

Belsalia stayed in Mexico for three days and then flew back to Germany.

He is going to continue his doctorate studies there.

And Emperor Wei continued to devote himself to his work, especially on January 1nd.

The United Nations came out to condemn Victor's act of blowing up the cruiser and expressed deep concern about the matter.

And the Mexican diplomatic department responded with two words: "Come over!"

On its official website, it is also written in blood-red font: The Mexican people will never be swayed by hegemony!
"We belong to individuals, and the earth belongs to the world!"

This direct and tough behavior made Boutros-Ghali, who took office on January 1, particularly embarrassed.

Big brother, I just came up, please give me some face.

Mexico: No, if you want face, come and get it yourself, I will kill you.

December 1th ...

Britain, Spain, France, Italy and the United States announced that they would conduct naval exercises 100 nautical miles off Mexican waters.

The USS Eisenhower of the US military left the Norfolk Naval Base and arrived at the designated sea area with its entourage.

Completely blockade the sea!
The troops headed straight for Baja California.

Standing at the port with a telescope, you can even see the traces of the aircraft carrier.

In the Gulf of Mexico near Tamaulipas State, the US military also relied on its powerful navy to completely blockade it and did not allow any ships to go out to sea.

Some fishermen went there secretly, but were "scared" by the warships and turned around and ran away.

Air traffic was also controlled and GPS was completely stopped, which dealt a heavy blow to Mexico's aviation industry.

Compared to them...

The Mexican navy is simply too weak. Only the shore artillery can provide a scare. But the enemy has learned their lesson and will not come within range. What can you do?
This is the sea...

On land, New Mexico, Arizona and California have begun deploying National Guard troops on the border and have blocked the border, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

Conflict seems inevitable.

The Chinese New Year had just passed and the smell of firecrackers and gunpowder in the air had not yet dissipated, but everyone could smell the footsteps of war.

When things were not going well in Mexico, a piece of news pushed Victor out. There were rumors that the Vieri family owned a lot of assets in Mexico, and many of them were corrupt and committed corruption. In fact, their overseas assets were countless.

He said he was in charge of the proletariat, but his body was actually full of business.

He is a traitor too!
Mexico is just like the Soviet Union, it's full of corruption, don't be fooled by them.

Although no one dared to cause trouble under the watchful eyes of the local garrison, the "rumor" became more and more outrageous.

The small town of Moctezuma in Sonora has a population of about 4, and their main livelihood is farming.

Jorge Campos, who had a disabled leg, a beard and looked very dark, walked home with a hoe on his shoulder and a tired body.

A cheap cigarette dangled from his lips.

The sunlight behind him began to fall, and the sunset stretched his shadow very long...

He looks like a typical lower-class person.

"Hi, Jorge."

A frivolous voice came, and he looked up and saw a familiar person squatting not far away...

Ors Campster…

A small gangster from the same village as him, with dirty hands and his father was a drug dealer who was shot by government forces. However, his family was not harmed and he was released after being detained for six months.

But after he was released, he still did nothing and ignored the land allocated to him.

Jorge Campos frowned and pretended not to hear. He didn't want to be too involved with the other party, so he dragged his legs and walked away.

But the other party seemed to be entangled with him. He came closer and looked him up and down. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you went to the fields again?"

"Really? Can you get rich by farming?"

"Get out of the way, I want to go home." Jorge was an honest man and said in a low voice.

The other party took out a gold pendant from his pocket. It looked very expensive. He waved it in his hand proudly and said, "Some people don't even know they are being taken advantage of. You can't buy this little bit of gold even if you work hard here all year round."

"Let me tell you, General... no, Victor, his room is full of gold. The first thing he did when he entered Mexico City was to confiscate the gold and put it into his own treasury. His money is enough to cover the entire Mexico."

Jorge Campos frowned and became unhappy when he heard what the other party said. "Impossible, don't say it."

Ors Cambust snorted twice, "People like you deserve to be cheated. Victor is not a good person at all. He gave you land? Haha, he just wanted you to be a farmer for the rest of your life. Do you understand? And you are still grateful to him? Pah, he is the biggest robber and rapist!"

"Shut up!!"

Jorge Campos yelled, blushing, looking at the other person, "No...you are not allowed to say General."

Ors was stunned for a moment, then he became enraged. He looked at the other person, stretched out his hand and slapped him in the face.

slap~
Very crisp.

Another slap in the face with the backhand.

"You are so brave, you shouted at me, I said what's wrong? Don't think that your son is great just because he joined the army. I tell you, Victor used the land to buy your son's life, and you don't know when he will die outside. I said, he is a robber, a robber..."

boom!
Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head with a hoe, and his head was bleeding. He fell to the ground, covering his head, a little dazed. When he saw the blood, he shouted in fear.

Jorge Campos' eyes were red. "Don't you dare say that about the general!" He raised the hoe and smashed it at Ors's leg.

"He keeps us alive!"

“He gave us hope!”

"He didn't sell us like slaves!"

“He didn’t turn my kid into a drug dealer!”

Every time Jorge spoke, he hit the opponent with the hoe in his hand.

"Be a man with conscience!!"

He cursed angrily, and with one last blow, he chopped off the opponent's leg.

The other person was covered in blood and screaming miserably.

Finally, the patrolling police arrived, yelled at him to put down the weapon, and pushed him to the ground from behind.

Ors, who was beaten to a pulp, cried out, "Help...Help!"

Originally this was a trivial matter, and the police station had no intention of investigating it, but the chief was a retired veteran with political sensitivity. He found out that something was wrong and interrogated Ors. He learned from him that someone had asked him to spread the news and gave him a gold pendant.

The matter was soon spotted by the Internal Affairs Department and reported immediately.

"It's still the same dirty tricks as always. First, they throw mud at you to silence you, and then they stand up to mobilize the people and show their so-called humanitarianism. Tsk tsk tsk, three tricks, each one more vicious than the last."

Victor was smoking a cigarette, with no sign of nervousness on his face, and was still commenting on his opponent.

How many people have the Americans killed with this?
The dictatorship and undemocracy he talked about drove many SBs crazy, and they worshipped it and called it a "free country".

Nonsence!

You've seen too much.

Compared to his calmness, Casare was a little nervous. He knew the power of "people's words can be scary", and asked nervously, "Boss, what should we do?"

"Why panic? This incident has no impact on us at all."

Victor waved his hand, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, poured some water into the cup, stood up, and walked to the French window. "Do you know how many people in Mexico are poor?"

"About 60% are below the poverty line, and another 8% are in extreme poverty." Casare was quite capable and blurted it out.

"We carried out land reform for these people, giving them land from the rich so that they would not starve to death. We also provided them with the most basic subsidies, so that their children could receive nine years of compulsory education for free, and they could receive state aid subsidies if they were sick."

"What do you think they call me?"

Casare's eyes suddenly lit up. He had also visited rural areas and could say bluntly that many people had portraits of Victor enshrined in their homes.

There were even old people who called him God. When they saw the working group visiting the countryside, some of them brought local specialties and asked to take them to Mexico so that Victor could have a taste.

He enjoys high prestige among this 68% of the population, and most of the soldiers in the army also come from these families.

A typical good family boy!

They took the money and used it to subsidize their family expenses, making their families live better and becoming more loyal to Victor, thus forming a closed loop.

Asking you to rise up against Emperor Wei is simply wishful thinking. Go and tell them about it.

They would be beaten to death by people like Jorge Campos.

Only farmers know the importance of land!

Only the poor understand the weight of the word "hope".

Maybe... for some people who are used to a good life, the poorest people they can imagine may only have two or three thatched huts.

But there are still many people...

Can't live in a hut.

Too many...

As we enter the 21st century, there are still 5000 million slaves in the world.

Who would have thought?

"The remaining people are nothing to be afraid of. They don't have weapons and can't cause large-scale damage. Even if they cause trouble, they will be suppressed quickly."

"Don't they think that someone in my Vieri family is corrupt?"

Victor smiled and paused, "Find two people to put them on trial, publicize it nationwide, and sentence them to death!"

Anyway, the Vieri family still has many cousins...

Victor had long been annoyed with those parasites, but he couldn't find anyone who could help him.

I'll lend you my head for use.

When will it be returned?

Ahem, be more careful in your next life.

Casare swallowed when he heard this.

Boss...

It's too cruel.

However, if this kind of "killing relatives for the sake of justice" occurs, it will definitely make many people shut up.

“And the personal tax plan we discussed before can also be released.”

"This concerns their own vital interests. Most people will certainly be satisfied, and the remaining small group of people who are not obedient will have no choice but to resort to violence."

Unite those who can be united!
Moreover, Victor also made it clear during his administration...

The benefits cannot be taken out all at once.

People are greedy!

When you throw it out, they will be very happy, but when you don't make any progress for a while, they will think you are useless.

So, wait until they are dissatisfied, and then throw out new benefits.

It's like if you earn 1 a month, you give to your wife and keep for yourself?

That certainly won't work.

What if your salary doesn't reach this level in the future? She will definitely make trouble.

and so…

If you give her 2000 at first and then 3000 after half a year, she will be surprised.

What is the difference between humans and dogs?
It's time to teach, scold, and beat...

You dropped a bone...