Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 532: Hydra? Full of complaints?!
Mexico City has been very busy lately.

A month ago, the residents of the city began to "spontaneously" celebrate Victor's wedding.

Similarly, an entertainment company called "Gracey" invited Mariah Carey to sing for tourists and pedestrians for free in the newly built "Victor Square" for four hours a day for a record price of 2170 million pounds.

For a week.

That’s almost three million pounds a day!

In addition, the company has also invited Michael Jackson, Teresa Teng, Leslie Cheung, Wong Ka Kui, Madonna, Paula Abdul and others. Starting from the 1st, these stars will perform on stage for a month.

And they will perform at Victor’s wedding on the 15th, with a total value of 6000 million US dollars!
All the money was paid by Gracide Entertainment Company itself.

If you dig deeper, you will find out that the boss behind this company is a joint investor of the "conservatives" led by Casare, Goebbels, Kennedy, and Best, CEO of Hope Group.

They have plenty of money.

Victor does not object to his subordinates starting their own companies. After all, if you say no, does that mean they won’t start one?
They follow you through thick and thin, isn't it just for promotion and wealth? To put it bluntly, how many of them really want to change the destiny of Mexico?

Aren’t most of them forced to fight back?
If you tell them not to do this or that, in the end, they will all be unhappy. Mexico has its own national conditions.

To this end, the Military Council specially drafted a bill regarding the "Official Company Law", which stipulates that no official is allowed to directly serve as a legal person, but if a family member serves as a legal person or manager, an "anti-monopoly tax" will be added to the tax system, and a certain amount of deposit must be paid each year. If the official uses his or her power to undermine market fairness, the deposit will be confiscated and the official will be severely punished.

Every official who sets up a company must report to his superiors, and the tax department will send personnel to the company to supervise it. If the company conceals the facts and fails to report, its property will be confiscated and the company will be stripped of its assets.

Since it cannot be curbed, we will have to deal with it strictly with the law. However, everyone knows that there are countermeasures for every policy, and this kind of "competing with the people for profit" cannot be avoided.

Throughout history, which dynasty had none of this?
The idea of ​​inviting celebrities was proposed by Casare. Although it is a bit simple, are you really simple?
He wished he could call Carter over to sing a few songs. After all, most American presidents are sons of bitches, and they would be willing to do it if you paid them.

In the famous Chapultepec Castle, this royal castle built in the 18th century is the only royal castle in the Americas and the only monarch residence in North American history. It is now a national history museum, but today it is used as a wedding celebration site.

Located on top of Chapultepec Mountain, it overlooks the blue waters of Lake Tezcuco and the snow-capped peaks of Popocatépetl and Iztaxitl.

The sun that appeared in the sky was shining brightly among the dark clouds, as if bringing tranquility to the entire sky.

On the open space in front of the castle, a red carpet was laid. A Rolls-Royce Silver Spur was carrying guests. As soon as the car stopped, waiters wearing white gloves helped open the door.

I can see many familiar faces.

There are close comrades in Cuba, trusted brothers in Venezuela, and partners in the University of Tokyo...

There are also some European royal families.

The current Pope was originally coming and asked Mexico for an invitation.

Because everyone knew what he was doing there. He just wanted to re-establish the Archdiocese of Mexico. Victor had already abolished them.

Because of drug trafficking, sexual assault, and smuggling, they were arrested and expelled by local police.

Of course, a press conference was specially held for this purpose, stating that it was not directed at the Vatican. As long as they admitted the crime of drug trafficking and announced that they would accept government management, everything would be fine.

Mexico's Religious Administration can apply for armed forces support. You'd better have an expeditionary force now. I really have artillery shells.

Are the people satisfied?

If we unite the majority of middle and lower-level poor peasants, Victor’s regime will not fall!
In the powder room on the second floor.

A suit that squeezed Casare's big belly in, with a bow tie around his neck, did not hesitate to praise him, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Boss, you are so handsome. If you go out for a walk, many girls will like you, no, no, no, even young women."

"Not serious!"

Victor scolded, but with a smile on his face, he seemed to be in a good mood. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he seemed somewhat satisfied.

A man in his 30s is at the prime of his life. He is radiant, with bright eyes, and looks particularly...elegant in a tailor-made white suit. He shaves cleanly, but if you look closely, you can still see a faint scar on his forehead.

“It’s kind of handsome.”

He nodded to himself.

Casare looked at the Eastern Theater Commander Guderian, Northern Theater Commander Rommel, and Major General Manfred von Richthofen, who was now promoted to Deputy Commander of the Luftwaffe, and they all couldn't help laughing.

Victor's method of winning people's hearts is quite clever. Several other war zone commanders are too old and not very suitable, but these young commanders are just right.

"Boss, it's time. We should go downstairs to the green space in front of the castle." Casare said softly.

Victor nodded, picked up a bouquet of flowers on the table, and walked out. When he went downstairs, many people he knew or didn't know came to greet him and wish him a happy new life.

He also had to smile and say thank you.

The atmosphere looks good.

When the group of people walked to the open-air wedding venue in front of Cuba, it was beautifully decorated with ribbons, balloons, and wedding photos of the two.

On November 11th, at nine o'clock in the morning, Victor stood there nervously. He hadn't been so nervous for a long time.

Just as the time came, a hollow soul music sounded nearby:
“Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime".

The band next to them began to play softly, and a French-Canadian singer named Celine Dion stood nearby and began to sing.

Many of the people sitting below were in the entertainment industry. Their eyes lit up, as the quality of this song was very high.

"What's the name of this song?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, it should be the original singer."

“It’s so beautiful, I feel like this song touches my soul!”

Amid the singing, Belsaria, wearing a white wedding dress and a veil on her head, walked slowly towards them, holding her father Ulrich Ramsfeld's hand. Behind her, Casare's second brother Kurt and sister Felixna served as flower girls, scattering flower petals.

Walking up to the rhythm of the song, Victor couldn't help but say through the hazy veil, "You look so beautiful today."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ulrich Ramsfeld next to him covered his mouth and said, "I'm still here, how can you be so direct?"
Because Victor had a bad relationship with the Vatican, there was no priest and the officiant was Quaukmote.

He wanted to act serious, but he couldn't help it. "Don't worry, Victor. Belsaria can't get away today."

The guests below all smiled when they heard the teasing.

After Celine Dion's singing ended, Kwaukmote entered the process and read a blessing and welcomed the guests.

"Ms. Belsaria Rumsfeld, do you want Victor Carlos Vieri to be your husband, for richer or poorer, in sickness or in health, young or old, to love you forever?"

"I am willing."

Quaukmot looked to the other side and said, "Mr. Victor Carlos Vieri, would you like Ms. Belsaria Rumsfeld to be your wife, whether you are rich or poor..."

"I am willing."

Kwaukmote said helplessly, "I haven't finished yet."

Victor was startled and laughed. After the other party finished speaking, he nodded carefully and said, "I do!"

puff!
The fireworks on both sides exploded at once, and in the sky full of fireworks, Victor kissed Belsaria.

At this moment, a whistling sound was heard in the sky, and two F-22 "Raptor" fighter jets whizzed past overhead!

After circling above our heads three times, it performed a few difficult moves and then flew away amid the exclamations of the crowd!

This is the first time to use a military aircraft to perform at a wedding, right?

Even if the guests below have never seen such a scene, isn't the boss afraid that people will say he is abusing his power if he does this?

But looking at Victor, he is not afraid at all.

According to the plan, they will parade around Mexico City in a horse-drawn carriage and receive blessings from the people.

Victor helped Belsalia onto the carriage, which was pulled by six Sharma horses and looked a little scary.

Following behind will be the motorcade, bodyguards and guests, who will all make a big circle along Lake Texcoco.

This area is the city center.

The groom shook the reins gently, and the Shire horse snorted and drove out of Chapultepec Castle.

There were a large number of reporters outside, they did not have an invitation letter, mainly because the exclusive live broadcast rights of Victor's wedding of the century were sold to AFP for 3500 million US dollars. They were the only ones who officially broadcasted it.

If you can make money, why not do it?

There were police and troops on duty all along the way, and hundreds of thousands of people cheered loudly.

Victor pulled open the curtain and waved outside, and the cheers became even louder!

Many European royal families following behind felt a little jealous.

Oh shit…

Why do we do this? You say we are wasting the people's money, but we are a constitutional monarchy and we have the right to do so.

And what about Victor?
Doesn’t he advocate communism?

How come you are more capitalist than me?
You in the media are the same. You dare not say anything. Where are the criticisms in Europe?

Bitch!

In fact, it is very simple. The royal family gives all the land under its control to homeless people and farmers for cultivation, and announces universal medical care, then the people will support you.

The reason why the United States did not rebel before was because the people still had food to eat. Now they are rebelling because the people have no food to eat. It's the same principle.

But there is always opposition.

No one is liked by everyone.

Wasn't Iron Lady Thatcher also often cursed? Even after she won the Falklands War, some people threatened to shoot her.

This begs the question.

Is the Iron Lady bulletproof?

If she is not bulletproof, how can she be called the Iron Lady?

I can’t figure it out.

Indira Gandhi couldn't withstand it, but if you think about it, she took 31 bullets and didn't even make a sound, she is also an iron lady.

When the carriage passed a cafe, the guests and tourists inside had already come out and waved.

A young man in a peaked cap and leather armor, with his hands tucked into his clothes, pushed his way into the crowd.

When he saw the carriage getting closer and closer, his breathing became a little disordered and his expression was very nervous.

Beat the other person to death!

There was madness in his eyes, and he was about to draw his weapon when his mouth was suddenly covered by a hand. Then his hand was grabbed tightly and dragged out of the crowd.

The people nearby jumped aside in horror and watched.

"Don't be nervous, we are police officers." The burly man in the lead said, taking out his ID.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked curiously at the man who was dragged into the cafe. Something must have happened.

The man struggled hard, and a strong man punched him in the stomach. He almost vomited the leftover food from last night, and pulled an ivory pistol from his arms.

It's very small, only about ten centimeters, and can fit a little finger.

"Take him in and beat him up first." The little leader who walked in from the door said with a frown.

"If you fall into the hands of our Ministry of Internal Affairs, I will treat you to a feast!"

When the assassin heard the word "Ministry of Internal Affairs", his pupils shrank noticeably.

Thirteen Guardians!

Secret police?

Hearing their boss's anger, the subordinates dragged him down to the basement of the cafe.

They fought quite hard, but they were not afraid of killing him.

It almost cost them their bonus!

It's amazing that this guy can get close to me. Mexico City started a severe crackdown two months ago. Everyone should keep a low profile and not show up. The Ministry of the Interior has mobilized all the intelligence students in the military academy and put the alert on level one. The fat guy next to you and shouting with you might be an external staff member of the Thirteen Taibao.

According to statistics, there are about 30,000 informants serving the three Mexican intelligence agencies throughout Mexico, even in rural areas.

Victor didn't want to engage in any intelligence terror.

嗏

Unpredictable people.

In fact, he even planned to enable background monitoring on the mobile phones that Hope Group was going to sell for global surveillance.

There are still some technical problems, but they are being overcome and the points are sufficient.

In just two months, no less than 200 extremists who wanted to cause trouble at weddings were arrested.

They can endure some of the "imperial prisons" of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The wedding carriage parade lasts until three in the afternoon, and the real carnival celebration begins in the evening.

The fireworks team from the University of Tokyo will set off fireworks that can be seen by the whole city.

But when some people are happy, others are dissatisfied!
Kingston Castle in Canada.

Hydra Heinrich Luipold watched the live broadcast on TV, drank his wine, and complained to his subordinates around him, "Why didn't you invite me?"

"Don't I have any merit?"

"If it weren't for me, would there be unrest in European and American countries? If it weren't for me, would Mexico be able to obtain so much intelligence? If it weren't for me, would unification be so smooth?"

Heinrich Luitpold downed his drink in one gulp and threw it on the ground angrily, "General, that's not fair!"

The subordinates looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.

"What do you mean?" Hydra deputy Reinhard Tristan Eugen asked with a frown in a calm tone.

"What do you mean? I want answers! I want to call the general, why didn't you invite me? Don't I have any credit?!"

"You drank too much."

"No, I'm not drunk! I am loyal to the general, but why doesn't he remember my contribution?" Heinrich Luitpold shouted, then fell to the ground, his breathing was disordered, but he fell asleep.

Reinhard Tristan Eugen frowned.

"He's been complaining more and more recently..." someone whispered, "If this continues, it will affect us."

Everyone was silent, just looking at the Hydra deputy.

Reinhard Tristan Eugen took a deep breath. "He has lost his ideals and beliefs. He is arrogant and self-righteous. He always exalts himself and belittles his colleagues. We must control him before anything happens to him."

"Tie him up and throw him in the basement. I'm going to report to the general and remove him from his position at Hydra!"

"Agree!" The subordinate who had a good relationship with Reinhard Tristan Eugen replied quickly.

The others looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

It can be seen that the other party has no internal unity among colleagues.

Tsk tsk tsk…

Reinhard's eyes flashed with surprise, "Lock him up."

"Yes!"

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(End of this chapter)