Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 457 Public Opinion War
Mexico. Baja California. Tijuana!
It is an important economic and entertainment city in the north. Victor ruled here for a period of time, so the public security is pretty good.

It is a "city that never sleeps".

But after the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, Tijuana became a city directly along the border, facing direct threats from the United States.

Therefore, Tijuana and the radiating Sonora state are stationed with the Fourth Mexican Marine Corps.

The military headquarters is here.

There are also two National Guard divisions, which, including the militia, totals 2 armed forces.

But I still feel the pressure is huge.

That's the U.S. Army...

You can say they are bad, but you can't say they are bad.

Especially without the Soviet Union's restraint, the bald eagle seemed to be released.

However, the internal situation of the United States is not stable at the moment. Across Tijuana is San Diego, which is still in turmoil because of the "Red Shoes Club" incident.

Some black communities directly resisted physically and exchanged fire with the US government. Sometimes, Mexicans watched with binoculars on the banks of the Tecate River.

This has also become an emerging industry.

Don’t you think that armed resistance against the government in the United States is a beautiful sight?

At 7 o'clock in the morning, some people go to work, and some people go to school.

In a military family building.

A woman's voice yelled, "Come on, Jose, don't make me whip you so early in the morning!"

She was holding a schoolbag in her hand, scolding her son who was dawdling at the table, and then she went up and grabbed his arm.

"Etc., etc."

Jose shouted, picked up his paper gun from the table, and made biubiubiu gestures with his hands.

The woman was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but he just shrank his head and slipped away like a loach.

When he ran downstairs, he knocked hard on the door of his classmate's house on the second floor, "Miguel, come out quickly, class is about to start!"

He knocked twice and the door opened. Then he saw a short kid with a bowl-shaped haircut running out, staring at him with an expression of disbelief.

"What's wrong? Your jaw dropped. Did you see a ghost?" Jose asked, patting his face.

"Jose!"

My mother saw this impolite scene from behind and yelled. When she saw Miguel's mother coming out from behind, she hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay... Don't you know yet?" The other party's face was complicated and his tone was full of surprise.

"what?"

"Last night, the American ship USS Eisenhower was severely damaged and sunk outside the Mexican waters!"

"!!!"

They are military families, so of course they know what an aircraft carrier is...

That's the unsinkable mobile platform that the Americans have been promoting. Is it gone?
This…

"And it was done by an American naval officer. He surrendered with a warship and fled... He launched missiles when he evacuated. General Victor will meet them at the National Palace."

“This was on TV!”

"yeah!!"

Jose suddenly burst into excited cheers, startling everyone.

He raised his hands and happily hugged Miguel. "I said that the American Empire is a paper tiger. Look, even their own people can't stand it. Doesn't this further prove the greatness of General Victor?"

The two adults suddenly realized.

"When I grow up, I will shoot them all." José held a paper gun, squinted one eye, made a shooting gesture, and dubbed the words.

"No, the ideology and morality teacher said that the bad ones are never the entire people of the country, but the capitalists. We must unite all the forces that can be united." Miguel seemed to have listened carefully while reading.

Ideology and morality are actually the propaganda of GCism. Generally, they are old soldiers from the Soviet Union who tell battle stories to children.

Jose nodded vigorously after hearing this and said, "When I become a general in the future, I will let you be my military advisor."

"I admit that you are right, but there is definitely an exception for one country. From top to bottom, they are all bastards. When I have the ability in the future, I will definitely drop an atomic bomb on them."

"Who?" Miguel stared curiously.

"Japan!"

The two adults looked at each other helplessly. Jose's mother slapped his "Spring and Autumn Dream" and shattered it. She pinched his ear and said, "General? Which general only got 7 points in the math test!"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Go, go study. If you don't study hard, you still want to be a general. I'll see you selling corn!"

Jose was dragged to school by his mother.

Along the way, he saw many people cheering and men standing on the streets shouting "Long live Victor".

An excited vendor picked up a loudspeaker and said, "I'm happy today. Everything is free!"

Some people took fireworks and started setting them off.

This can be seen from this.

The people are with Victor!

The "evil scheme" that the Americans came up with cannot cause much harm at all.

People have a scale in their hearts.

When Jose was sent to the Tijuana Military School, most of the students enrolled there were children of soldiers. The eight-year education system was mainly based on the Soviet model to train new elite officers.

These are the people who will become the backbone of Mexico…

There are currently more than 100 of them, and most of them employ Soviet people. Otherwise, where would so many people with rich "GC experience" come from?
Just as the two little guys were about to go in, they heard an almost crazy cheer.

"The Yankees' aircraft carrier is gone! Hahahaha, hahahaha!!"

Jose thought the voice was very familiar. He turned his head and the scene in front of him made him widen his eyes.

My Soviet vice-president, who was very serious by nature, was running wildly with his bare chest.

This is January in North America. Although it’s not as cold as Siberia, the temperature is still in the single digits.

Three or four school teachers were chasing after him, holding clothes.

"Principal Vissarionovich..."

All the parents outside the door were unusually quiet.

Jose looked at his mother with a wry smile, "He drank too much vodka, Mom."

……

The sinking of the USS Eisenhower did not just happen in Mexico.

Directly affected the world situation!

Television stations in more than 200 countries around the world broadcast this news in a loop.

Europe and the United States were completely silent... Everyone just looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.

He doesn't even dare to comfort Eagle Sauce.

Afraid that the other party's anger would be directed at him.

But Asia and the Middle East did not have so many concerns. At the border between Palestine and Israel, Arafat had people play a cheerful piece of music on a loudspeaker and shout:

"Eisenhower, it's sunk!!"

The angry Israeli soldiers rushed over directly, and a small-scale exchange of fire broke out between the two sides...

The wind from Mexico blows to the Middle East, adding an extra layer of oil to this hot land.

In the United States, not many people like him.

He likes to interfere in other people’s marriages too much.

And in Asia…

For the first time, the history of Mexico and the rise of Victor were truly on the table.

Started to study this "anti-American person".

In Latin America…

He became a true hero, and was considered a mentor by countless people who hated capitalists.

He also bluntly stated that after the demise of the Soviet Union, the United States would not be able to rule the world.

In short, it can be summed up in four words: the world is boiling!
February 1, noon.

A Mexican Hercules transport plane landed at the capital's military airport.

Umbrella Crespo and his 22 fellow rebels were transported by a connecting flight.

Victor just went all out.

President Quaukemotte personally greeted him, accompanied by Casare, Defense Minister Kennedy, and Propaganda Minister Goebbels.

Even when Rumsfeld sent people to negotiate peace, he did not receive such treatment.

"Welcome, Mr. Umbrella!"

Kwaukmote came up to him and gave him a hug, and the reporters next to him were clapping their hands.

"Let me introduce them to you." He pointed at Casare and others, leading the confused American, and shook hands and greeted each other.

"General Victor has held a grand welcome ceremony at the National Palace and will present you with medals."

Umbrella Crespo was a little at a loss, but he also understood. He was flattered to see Cuauhkmote open the door for him personally.

The group left the military airport in a car.

In front were 26 mounted police officers leading the way, followed by police cars and armored vehicles escorting them.

And in the air…

A military helicopter was hovering, with reporters from state television broadcasting the event live from inside.

"We now see the motorcade moving towards the National Palace, where the general will give a warm welcome to the hero of the world."

This is the bombing of the Eisenhower...

It is to be written into the historical record.

When you study in the future, you may see the names of these 22 people again.

It's like...you bombed the Yasukuni Shrine. Then, how do you think the people in your hometown would welcome you?
Direct road control...

Sitting in the car, Umbrella Crespo looked at the tall buildings outside the window and felt a little nervous.

Kwaukmote glanced at him from the side, smiled, and said gently, "Don't be too nervous, we are all comrades. We have different positions, but our beliefs in pursuing the path are the same."

Umbrella Crespo looked at him, nodded slowly, and spoke with a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

It seems that he is not a talkative person.

The convoy drove for about 40 minutes and entered "Victor Avenue", which is the road in front of the National Palace.

There were already people standing on both sides, and when they saw the convoy, they raised their hands and cheered.

The car window was rolled down and Umbrella Crespo waved at them with a smile.

The convoy split up in front of the National Palace, with only the vehicle carrying them driving to the innermost part.

A guard of honor helped him open the door, and Quauk-Mote beside him nudged Umbrella, "Now is your moment."

He nodded, took a deep breath, and walked down with a stiff face. All the guards standing on the steps saluted with their guns.

Umbrella, dressed in a black suit, walked up the stairs, his heart beating rapidly.

Two guards of honor opened the magnificent gate.
Umbrella immediately spotted Victor standing on the middle stage, who was looking at him with a smile on his face.

It seems like we have known each other for a long time...

I walked over and gave him a hug.

??? Are all Mexicans so welcoming?
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Umbrella."

The passionate Mexican national anthem sounded, and then a hostess came onto the stage with a medal in her hand.

"Mexican Battle Medal of Honor!"

Made of pure gold.

There is a sentence on it: We fight for our beliefs!

This is the first medal awarded to foreign personnel since Victor came to power. Of course, it will be permanent in the future.

Emperor Victoria intended to use this as a reward for the "Mexican International Brigade" in the future.

Umbrella bent down and asked him to help carry it.

next second...

There was thunderous applause from the audience!

he…

I've never felt so valued.

The status of American soldiers in the United States is actually very low, and they are truly "thieves in the army."

In the American movie "First Blood", when the Vietnam War veteran Rambo returned to the United States after the war, he was not welcomed by his fellow villagers. Instead, he was pinned to the ground and beaten by the local American police. He was taken to jail, stripped naked, shaved and humiliated. This description is very realistic and is at the documentary level.

Treating its own soldiers roughly is a traditional American skill.

In later generations, there was a person called "Ai Gao Jin" who said: "As long as you go out on the street in uniform, you will be thanked, respected and applauded." "As long as someone in the neighborhood joins the army, the neighbors will take the initiative to mow the lawn and do housework for his family."

This is pure bullshit.

It’s good enough that I didn’t steal your wife.

Umbrella saluted everyone with a serious expression.

After the award ceremony, there was a press conference because there were so many reporters coming, more than 200 from all over the world.

So the press conference was held in an open space outside.

"Sir, can I not use a speech script?" Umbrella asked, looking up.

Kwaukmot looked a little hesitant. He glanced at Victor next to him, who stared at him and said, "Of course."

"Thank you."

Umbrella thanked him and walked onto the stage. The reporters below were taking pictures like crazy.

Today, let him become the "No. 1 Internet Celebrity!"

He looked at the hundreds of eyes below and said:
"Perhaps, some people think I am a traitor and that I betrayed my country."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was an uproar below. Quaukmote, Casare and others looked at the general nervously.

But Victor still sat quietly.

"My whole family served the United States. My grandfather died on the battlefield, my father had a leg blown off, and my grandfather, cousin, and my brother..."

Umbrella paused, "They all died for America."

"Because they and I both love America!"

His eyes were a little red, and he wiped the corners of his eyes, "But..."

"I'm a father too!"

Umbrella took out a treasured photo of her daughter from her bosom, her hands were shaking as she looked at the reporters below, "This is my daughter Nadia. She is very well behaved. Her mother died giving birth to her. She is the only relative I have left."

"I still remember June 1984, 6, her birthday, I took her to buy food..."

As Umbrella spoke, tears streamed down her face. Some people below already knew what the story was.

"I took her to the carousel and she said she wanted to have ice cream..."

"She has a cold. I didn't want to buy it, but she said...she said she loves dad..."

A grown man burst into tears, "I was very happy, I went to buy it, but when I came back, my daughter...she..."

"She's gone!"

"I searched like crazy, I looked everywhere, I called the police, I hope they can help me, help this poor father."

"But I searched the whole city and found nothing. I went to the police station every day, and they even treated me as a beggar. I could feel their impatience, but I knew..."

Umbrella clutched his chest, "That's my only hope."

Casare's lips trembled a little. He was a sentimental person. "Damn, human traffickers should be killed."

"In September, I received a call from the California Police Department, and they told me that my child had been found."

"But when I went over happily, I saw her dead body. She was killed in the explosion on the fishing boat along with other abducted children!"

"When she died, she was still wearing the crystal slippers I sold her."

Umbrella burst into tears.

Some emotional reporters also wiped away tears.

The staff below were a little at a loss. Can they go up or not?

"Did you know the reason given by the police afterwards?"

Umbrella stood up and said, "The gas explosion on the fishing boat was caused by the fishermen's improper operation. Fuck you! I don't accept it. I told them that this is impossible. Why are there so many children?"

"But the police chief told me not to cause trouble, so they beat me up. I'm a U.S. Navy soldier, and I went to my superiors, but I was demoted, put on ice, and abandoned by everyone."

"Finally, someone told me..."

"My child was kidnapped by someone, and those people are the powerful people in the United States, the congressmen on Capitol Hill, the Red Shoes Club, and those bastards. They need the child!"

This news is explosive!
It will definitely stir up new turmoil in the already cooling political situation in the United States.

"It is impossible for me to get what I want because they are powerful people who control the United States and have the final say. What about me? I am just an ordinary naval officer."

"But I want to avenge my daughter. I want to overthrow the capitalist America. I want to make them heartbroken. I want to send them to hell!!!"

Umbrella roared, his face was ferocious, the blue veins could be seen clearly, he raised his hand, "Capitalism can't save the poor, America only needs the elites, they don't regard us as Americans at all, they just need someone to serve them in their lives."

"Brothers of the American army, did you hear that?"

"Take your weapons and leave the United States, where they only want your life, join us, join Mexico, we will fight together, and together we will kill those bastards who exploit us and don't care about our lives."

"I will fight those people to the death!"

"Fight to the end!!"

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(End of this chapter)