Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 476: He who knows the current affairs is a hero!

He can no longer survive in Mexico, not because God doesn't allow it, but because the tyrant Victor doesn't allow it!
Arturo DeSenna could already smell desperation in the air.

When he heard about the explosion in Chihuahua, he knew that the game was over!

The war between the Americans and Victor will soon be over, and the pressure on the border between the two countries will be reduced sharply. At the same time, there will be free hands to pull troops to the southern battlefield.

As one grows stronger while the other declines, the trend of crossing the Taiwan Strait has become very obvious.

Run away!
Once this idea came into Arturo De Sena's mind, he couldn't stop!
He doesn't look ugly at all...

There is an old Chinese saying that a man who knows the current situation is a hero. If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. If you lose money, you can earn it again. If you lose a person...

Then it’s really gone!

As for what he said directly at the meeting: "I will fight Victor to the end", he had long forgotten all about this nonsense.

The bottom line is that you can be flexible. People, don't be too rigid, or you will really die.

He opened the desk drawer, which was filled with documents. He buried his head in flipping through them. Inside each document were several bearer checks, which were used for running away.

Just like those Hong Kong gangsters who used to carry Rolex watches, they can be used as travel expenses in times of emergency.

Of course, the premise is that your Rolex is real.

dong dong dong~
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Arturo De Sena raised his head suddenly, his eyes like a wounded and vigilant lone wolf, and saw Enderico Vinicius pushing open the door and coming in.

The gazes of two people meet...

That fierce look made Endrick lower his head, "Sir."

"What's the matter?" Arturo asked with a frown, somewhat annoyed that the other party just knocked on the door and came in before he said anything.

"The frontline troops...began to surrender on a large scale!"

I can’t bear it anymore…

The firepower of the 2nd fully-strength Army was a complete massacre. A regiment of more than 3000 people were directly destroyed after one round of artillery fire before they could even change their guard.

In just half a day, or four or five hours, the 2nd Army relied on its powerful firepower and air capabilities to defeat the three divisions of the Southern Alliance...

This battle was fought in a very cowardly way.

Completely crushed...

"We have suffered serious casualties and need to recruit new soldiers."

Arturo was startled and frowned, "Where is the conscription point? No one has signed up? Didn't I increase the conscription benefits?"

Enderrick Vinicius was disdainful in his heart, welfare?

A month's salary for military service is just over a hundred US dollars, and if you are disabled, you will be paid back at first, but later on, as there were more casualties, they simply stopped caring about it. As for the pension?
It’s not enough to satisfy the greed of people at all levels.

What's the point of risking your life with such little money?

Those who ran slowly on the front line were blown to death, and those who ran fast surrendered!
"Some people...don't really want to be soldiers." Endrick tried to put it as tactfully as possible.

Snapped!
Arturo slammed the table and stood up, raging. "Lawless! Am I doing this for myself? Isn't it to protect the South? If Victor attacks, I think they will only be slaves. Don't cooperate? Arrest them! All those over 18 years old will be drafted into the army!"

Capture...able-bodied men?
Endrick was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Brother, why are you doing this?
You are an American and you have eaten too much. You must have food poisoning!

He was about to object, but when he met Arturo's eyes, his eyes shrank in fear and he swallowed the words in his throat.

I still feel fear towards the other person in my heart and dare not say more.

"Understand!!!"

"Ming...understand!"

Arturo snorted and waved his hand. He was too lazy to pretend anymore. After Endrick left, he immediately called his confidant.

"Hey! Prepare the planes, we're going to retreat first, and take the main cadres of Los Zetas with us!"

"Where to go?" Arturo originally wanted to go to Colombia to join Pablo, but he didn't want to be a subordinate. Although the other party was his godfather, they were both drug dealers. Didn't he know what the other party was thinking?

When he is useless, he is destined to be swallowed up!
Do you think Pablo started out as a philanthropist?
He started out by smuggling home appliances, and when he encountered an unyielding policeman, he was hacked to death with a knife.

“Go to Haiti!”

Arturo suddenly thought of a good place to go. That place is a typical no-man's land. If he takes Los Zetas there, he can completely rely on powerful military force to occupy the land, and even...

Overthrow the regime and become the boss again. As for the so-called poor public security?
Could it be more terrifying than Mexico before?
The guy on the other side was confused when he heard Haiti? He hesitated and said, "Boss, the Port-au-Prince airport in Haiti was bombed by gangsters two days ago. We can only go there by boat."

???

Arturo was silent for a moment. "Whatever method you come up with, as long as people can get through, it's fine!"

"understand!"

Mr. Enderrick Vinicius, the "Deputy Defense Minister" and "Foreign Minister" of the Southern Government, walked to the door and listened to the sounds inside with his ears tilted. The sound insulation was good, so he didn't hear it very clearly, but just vaguely heard something, Haiti, airplane, etc.

He frowned and said to himself, "Is Arturo going to run away?"

The most important thing is the method of conscripting men. It doesn't seem like they plan to stay in Mexico for a long time. Why would they conscript men to fight a war?
You think you are African.

His reputation has been ruined.

But it shouldn’t be that serious, right?
The Mexican army is still hundreds of kilometers away. Even if the situation is bad now, they will not run away.

After leaving Mexico, Los Zetas is still Los Zetas, and is he Arturo still Arturo? !
When he thought about how he was frightened by Arturo's look and kept silent, his face turned ugly. He turned around, spat lightly at the office door and left.

On the same day, a notice entitled "Regarding the Conscription Rule of the Southern Mexican Government" was distributed to all the conscription offices below.

Many people are having a headache, but they have no way to refuse the tasks assigned by their superiors. As the saying goes, if the superiors fart, the people below will be busy to death!

In Chambortón, Campeche.

People from the conscription office came out in full force, holding rubber sticks, and started arresting people.

When a young couple was flirting on a park bench, two people from the conscription office came up and grabbed their arms.

"What's your name?"

"San... Sanchez." The little boy was stunned. Looking at the other person's appearance, he thought he had offended a drug dealer. He was so scared that his legs went weak.

The girlfriend was also trembling beside him, her face pale.

"From now on you are conscripted, and someone in your family will be notified."

"W-what? Conscription? No no no, I don't want to be a soldier, I don't want to be a soldier..."

A slightly fat recruiter saw that he was so uncooperative and got so angry that he hit his legs hard with a rubber stick.

The other person screamed in pain.

But his body was pushed onto a bus parked on the side of the road.

There were armed men inside. When they saw a "piglet" being sent up and the other party was still crying, they slapped him in the face, glared at him, and stuffed the muzzle of the assault rifle into his mouth. "If you cry again, I will smash your head!"

The young man was so frightened that he didn't dare to struggle and was sweating in fear...

"Let me tell you, the Southern government has been protecting you for a long time, otherwise you would have been killed by Victor long ago. Now you are asked to be loyal to the country, but you are hiding behind? Bah! There is no such good thing. If you don't cooperate, I will send you to see Jesus."

A burly man with a big beard inside the car said viciously that there were already more than 30 young people sitting in the car, all with their heads down and sobbing quietly.

This isn’t outrageous…

Even more outrageous is Cancun in Yucatan Island, which is the base of Los Zetas, so many more outrageous operations have come. For example...

The people from the conscription office called someone to deliver a takeaway, and when a child with Down syndrome just arrived at the station with the food, he was held down by someone!
Then he took his hand and put a red fingerprint on a "Voluntary Military Service" contract...

Tang'er could only keep saying no, no, no. He couldn't even speak clearly, and was sent to the battlefield by these bastards.

The major at the conscription office looked down at Tang'er who was pinned to the ground, glanced at the name on the contract, and said with a creepy fake smile, "Congratulations, Jose Andreev, from now on, you are a glorious soldier!"

"I want... I want to find my mother. My mother is waiting for me at home." The child with Down syndrome cried and screamed until he was convulsing.

"Send him to the front line and give him weapons. If that doesn't work, tie a bomb to his body and take the two Northern Army soldiers with him even if he dies!"

The major said to the subordinate next to him.

He was a second lieutenant. He felt a little bit reluctant when he saw Tang'er's tears, but he knew that he had no power to say no, so he just nodded and responded.

Several states arrested more than 9000 people in one afternoon, and all of them were taken to the front line as cannon fodder...

This…

Life is all about fate and has no control over it!

At the same time, on the other side.

Cuba, Havana!

Field held a grand welcome ceremony for the Mexican delegation.

There are also national treasure-level singers performing on it.

The atmosphere was very warm. Regardless of whether it was true or false, or hypocritical or sincere, at least Casare represented Victor, so he still had some face.

3 month 12 day.

clear.

Great for negotiation!

The Americans also knew that the Cubans didn't like them, so they flew over early in the morning instead of coming the day before.

He was on Air Force One, the presidential plane.

Vice President Albert Gore led the team, Chief of Staff Angel Ureña was the President's special envoy, and there were many senior officials from various departments, but some of them were deputies...

My full-time job was killed in a bombing in a national park.

It's really a funny joke.

"It's time to put an end to this farce." Albert Gore said to himself and sighed while on the plane.

He was also lucky, that day...

He has diarrhea!
A piece of shit saved an American vice president, but he couldn't tell everyone about it. This made him feel a little tormented but also a little fortunate, because his wife almost belonged to someone else.

Upon hearing this, Chief of Staff Angel Ureña frowned slightly. "I'm afraid it won't end so easily. The one who came is Casare. This second-in-command in the Mexican government is notoriously difficult to deal with. He once beat up Spain at a veterans' job fair in the United States. He is a... reckless man!"

"The appetite of this kind of person cannot be satisfied with just a few words."

He didn't have much confidence...

"God bless."

Albert Gore prayed, a devout Christian...

Jesus should be called down. Maybe, possibly, probably, perhaps, Victor would give him some consideration.

After Air Force One entered Cuban airspace, fighter jets accompanied it, which is international etiquette. After landing at Havana Airport, Albert Gore straightened his suit and came down. When he saw the welcoming crowd, his smile froze.

Field didn't come, but his brother, Raul Modes, did!
Although he was also a powerful figure, Albert Gore still felt looked down upon. The intelligence they received was that when Casare arrived, Field personally greeted him!

Fuck!
Cubans have no manners at all.

"Sir, the battle has begun." Angel Ureña, who was standing one step behind, saw the scene below and also saw the vice president's hesitation, and spoke softly in a low voice.

The negotiations are now entering a fierce stage.

If Albert Gore turned away, the Wall Street tycoons would tear them both apart.

He took a deep breath, put a smile on his face again, slowly walked off the plane, shook hands with Raul Modes, and then chatted and greeted him with a fake smile. They all tacitly did not ask Field why he didn't come.

To put it bluntly, it's really not good.

"Mr. Albert, the Mexican representatives are already in the Capitol. Let's get in the car now." Raul Modes, who was wearing glasses, said with a smile. Although it sounded like a question, it also seemed like a compulsion...

The car doors over there were already opened.

Albert Gore glanced at Angel, who nodded slightly. Albert Gore thanked him and got into the car.

The convoy left Havana Airport and headed towards the Capitol.

This was Albert Gore's first visit to Cuba. Since the severance of diplomatic relations in 1961, both sides regarded each other as enemies and few Americans would come to Cuba for tourism. However, many Cuban prostitutes, drug dealers, drug addicts and rapists went to Florida to settle down in 1980.

It directly boosted the local public security.

Although it has been reduced, just tell me whether it has any driving effect.

After the convoy entered the city, more pedestrians came to the roadside and stopped to watch. When they were about to reach the Capitol, there was a sudden emergency brake and the Americans in the car almost rushed out.

Angel hit his head on the chair in front of him, and it hurt so much that he thought his neck was going to break!
"Get out of here, Americans. Get out of Cuba! You are not welcome here!"

A man holding a protest banner rushed to the side of the vehicle and clapped loudly. Albert Gore, who was sitting inside, raised his head in fear and could even meet the man's eyes...

What the hell!

So close?
The other party just barged in? !

Is Cuba's security capability so poor? !

But the next second, two policemen came and dragged the protesters away, and the convoy was able to continue driving.

Albert, who was covering his head, was very angry, "This must be intentional!"

"Cuba stands with Mexico!"

Angel's eyes were also somewhat dissatisfied, but he thought of more, "Cuba has used every possible means to help Mexico. Obviously, they have already discussed some cooperation, or even... an alliance!"

"If they form a military alliance, then..."

"If Mexico provides military support, Cuba will control the entrance to the Gulf of Mexico, which... will become the first island chain that binds us!"

Albert Gore: “Hiss…”

Angel's eyelids twitched.

"The development of the United States will be completely crushed in North America!"

What he said was three parts sadness and seven parts helplessness.

Can…

What can be done?

There is no way. Victor directly threatens Wall Street, and Wall Street threatens the government.

In the end, it is the national interests that are hurt!
You want capitalists to be patriotic?
It would be better to let Indians masturbate at home.

……

(End of this chapter)