Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 596: Respect the old and love the young! The old ones are bang bang bang!
Casare: "I agree! I agree with both hands!!"

Quauk-Motte looked at him strangely. Damn it, this guy wants my position!
He wants to be president?

That wouldn't do. He perked up immediately, "I agree, and I think I can go to the Pentagon myself if necessary."

Fatty Ka glanced at him and said, "Oh my god, buddy, you are really trying hard."

Are you going to be an ambassador to the United States?

What if I die over there?
Victor also gave them a teasing look, "When you have time to show off, aren't you curious about why I want to negotiate?"

Some people frowned, some were deep in thought, and some had a calm look on their faces.

Everyone is a smart person, and no one who can be promoted to the position of minister by Victor is a fool, but no one took the initiative to speak, and everyone looked at him.

"Military struggle is not the most important struggle. We have achieved the strategic goals we wanted. We need to digest and appease the people at home and abroad. Similarly, is the fall of Norman Schwarzkopf good for us?"

This is true.

"He has a bad relationship with Congress. They are basically in opposition. After all, he killed someone on the latter's territory. There is no way he can negotiate. His relationship with other independent states is also bad. If a smooth-talking person is replaced, the civil unrest may be appeased through compromise and deal, which is very detrimental to Mexico's national policy."

Don't think it's impossible!

Some people must be asking, can we turn back after rebelling?

Something that seems impossible in Asia is actually possible in European and American culture!

For example, in the 14th century, the Watt Tyler uprising in England led to the accession of King Richard II of England in 377. In order to continue the war against France, Parliament passed a bill requiring all men and women over the age of 14, regardless of their wealth, to pay a poll tax. The initial tax amount was 4 pence per person, and by the third levy in 1380, it had tripled. The burden of the poll tax fell mainly on the shoulders of the peasants, and the tax collectors were corrupt and extorted money, which aroused public anger!
But they went in to negotiate with the king!

Then, as the discussion went on, the rebel leader was killed... and the matter was left unresolved.

In Asia, if you invade and don't kill the entire royal family, you'd be considered a kind-hearted person.

Europe lacks a certain high-end strategy and is always thinking about compromise, or perhaps they have never regarded the lower classes as human beings, but as pawns, and rebellion is just a dialogue between the nobility and the elite.

The idea that kings, princes, generals and ministers are all of a certain kind has not yet been thoroughly explored.

Norman Schwarzkopf has offended the entire American "elite class" except the military and the "Wall Street financial giants". Many companies are unable to come to Belize. How much do they hate the Pentagon? They want to eat its flesh and blood.

The Pentagon's previous decision to "allow companies and farmers to form armed forces" was also a way for Norman Schwarzkopf to curry favor out of helplessness. He has offended too many people!

Isn't this kind of person exactly what Victor needs right now?
"Then should we take the initiative to contact them?" Kwaukmote asked with narrowed eyes.

"No, we need to act like we are willing to negotiate, and the Pentagon will naturally come to us. For example, when the time is right, we can praise Norman Schwarzkopf for his leadership of the U.S. military and his performance in the Gulf War. Once the tone changes, they will naturally understand what we mean."

"The Republic of Texas and Bramo's Illinois Republic..."

Victor was silent for a while, and then spoke: "The interests of the country are higher than verbal agreements. A half-dead America is a good America."

If the civil war lasts for two or three or four years, the US economy will completely collapse.

By then, it will become a second-rate country, and its influence on Mexico will gradually decrease.

What is there to say?

The struggle of trapped beasts is particularly brutal. If Mexico really goes straight to Washington, will the Pentagon come to a world of peace? Will both sides perish?
Who knows?

No one can bet on this.

Then let Norman Schwarzkopf fight a civil war with those independent countries. If there is something wrong on one side, Victor will add some chips to that side.

Moreover, in the end the war will cause the prices of necessities such as food, steel, and medicine to soar. Mexico, which is nearby, can become both an arms dealer and a medical supplier. Why not do it?

After hearing Victor's plan, everyone in the office fell silent...

Your grandma's...

So cruel!

"The think tank will formulate a specific plan within the next week. You can add any questions at that time. The first thing we need to do now is to normalize the occupied areas. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Victor nodded in satisfaction and looked at his watch. "Okay, let's get busy. Casare and Quaukmote stay behind."

Crunch~crunch~
There was the sound of chairs being dragged, and the ministers stood up and left, leaving only the "Mexican Big Three" in the office.

Victor also said directly, "We need more formalization. I think it's time to form a Mexican cabinet and work together on national policies and future directions."

This is what he has been thinking about doing for a long time!

Although it is very cool to have all the power in one person, and no one can challenge his position while Victor is alive, but what if he dies? Wouldn't people start fighting for power?

Don't say it's impossible...

There is no tombstone for the one in Mongolia yet.

Quau Kermote and Casare glanced at each other, and the former asked quietly, "Who would you like to see join us?"

"Foreign Minister Goebbels, Minister of Education Anatoly Lunacharsky, Mexican Minister of Civil Affairs Alfred Rosenberg, and ..."

Victor thought for a moment and said the last name, "George Smiley!"

“The affairs of the Bureau of Internal Affairs were expanded to include overseas and domestic affairs, and intelligence and counter-terrorism work was not accepted, but transferred to the Mexican General Counterintelligence Directorate and the Mexican Information Bureau, which were mainly responsible for domestic anti-corruption and official review work.”

"George Smiley is also the director of Mexico's anti-corruption office."

There are no people from the army or police department here. This is to prevent these violent organizations from wanting to gain power overnight. They have to be contained.

"What do you think?" Victor looked at them after saying the name.

"agree."

"agree."

"Well, in mid-August, a month later, the People's Party decided on this matter at a meeting. Also, the military dictatorship parliament will be abolished and replaced with a military court. Military offenders will be dealt with severely and quickly, especially serious cases!"

When Victor first came to power, no one cooperated with him. He established a military dictatorship, with military leaders as the sole dictator. Now that Mexico is stable, there is no need for such a system. We cannot say that he is getting rid of the donkey after it has served its purpose, but we can only say that the army should be made more pure!
If he quits while he's in office, the person who will take his place in the future...

But I don’t dare to do it.

This is where the prestige lies.

Victor's lights stayed on until one in the morning, and the Big Three needed to reach a consensus!
...

On July 7, the civil affairs department announced that it would provide new identity documents to people in the occupied areas, and those who did not want to leave could leave on their own.

3 People's Party members rushed to the front.

Las Cruces!

This city has suffered too much. Mexico and the United States fought for it. The original town of 4.5 people now has only over 2 people left, and there are two full regiments stationed here. The main reason is that its geographical location is too important, and some people here are rather repulsive.

It’s funny that many people whose lands were taken away during the Mexican-American War didn’t resent the United States, but resented Mexico…

During the border wall incident, these people ridiculed and mocked Mexicans, and even took the initiative to shoot, just like hunters hunting animals. Therefore, after Las Cruces was reoccupied by Mexico, there have been several violent incidents, and there are rumors in the military that it is better to just massacre them!

Therefore, some of the party members who came here for further studies were military academy students, such as Ye Jihan.

He looked at the two soldiers standing behind him, smiled at them, knocked on the door, and asked in fluent English, "Is anyone there?"

There was no response from inside, so he shouted several times.

"The people of Las Cruces are all like this, cold and violent, they never open the door." The corporal behind him said helplessly.

"Is there no way?"

"The higher-ups hope that we can maintain... goodwill."

"Fuck you!" Ye Jihan laughed angrily and cursed at Zhang Ziqiang next to him, "You've eaten too much candy and never had a fist."

"What do you want to do?" the latter asked curiously.

Ye Jihan said to the corporal, "Can I borrow your rifle for a moment?"

The other party knew his identity. He was a major in the army and a leader, so he naturally had no objection. He pulled the bolt and looked at Zhang Ziqiang. He kicked the door open. Ye Jihan rushed in and saw an old lady standing on the steps opposite. She was holding a Mossberg 500 in her hand and shouting loudly at the door, "Get out, this is my house!"

The old woman had a classic look. She was not tall, had a long face, sparse silver hair, and her mouth looked a little unkind.

Ye Jihan pointed his gun and shot at the old lady's head!
Ta-da! ...

The bullets hit the ceiling above her head, leaving a hole on the left and a hole on the right. The dirt on the ceiling kept falling down. The old lady was so scared that she stared with her eyes wide open, her face turned pale, and she fell directly onto the steps.

Zhang Ziqiang rushed over, grabbed the old woman by the collar, and attacked her left and right, "You old woman! This is a government building, not yours! You even attacked the staff, I think you want to have your head exploded!"

Respect the old and love the young?
Look, if they hadn't joined the Mexican army, they would have become bandits now. Yet they still respect the elderly and punch them a few more times. Isn't that enough respect for the elderly?

The soldiers who followed in behind looked at the scene in shock, not knowing what to do.

"Do you want to die or live?" Zhang Ziqiang asked.

The old lady was terrified and kept shouting OMG, OMG. Ye Jihan narrowed his eyes and put the muzzle of the gun into the old lady's mouth.

Yep…

5.56mm thick, but a bit long.

"Shocking! A Mexican soldier stuffed a giant "object" into the mouth of an 80-year-old American woman?"

But it was quite useful. The old woman was speechless and just looked on in horror.

"Are you ready to cooperate?" Ye Jihan bent down and asked, and the other party nodded vigorously.

He pulled out the gun and signaled Zhang Ziqiang to follow the procedure, "Are you willing to stay here?"

The old woman hesitated, "The house... is it still mine? Will Mexico seize my land and property?"

"No, don't you care about the policy? We are liberating you, not enslaving you!"

"But some people say you stole our money..."

Ye Jihuan's expression changed, "Who said that?"

There really is someone stirring up trouble here.

The old lady shut her mouth immediately.

Zhang Ziqiang's expression turned cold. "You old woman, don't force me to beat you up. If you don't talk nicely, I'll shove the muzzle of the gun somewhere else in your body and let you have some fun. Do you believe it?"

This guy was really ugly, with triangular eyes, injuries on his face, and the flesh was all tangled together. He looked very ferocious, and the old woman was so scared that she almost peed her pants and was shaking all over.

"Venus Greco! He called us and told us not to cooperate with you. He said that you are Communism and will come to GC our money and assets, so..."

"Who is this dog hair?"

"Dog hair? His name is Venus Greck." The old lady obviously had no sense of humor. She didn't dare to speak loudly and could only ask carefully.

"I mean who is he!"

“The councilman, the councilman from Las Cruces, who resigned and is now a farmer.”

Ye Jihan slowly stood up and said to the soldiers around him, "You can tell the stability maintenance troops to catch this damn congressman. There must be something wrong with him. Catch him and interrogate him quickly."

"it is good!"

The corporal responded, turned around and ran to notify.

"Then are you willing to help us explain it to the local residents? Don't worry, if you perform well, we will reward you. We will never touch your properties." Ye Jihan looked at the old lady.

Who knew that the other party would shake his head vigorously.

"If you don't cooperate, I'll be in a difficult situation." He stood up straight with a stern look on his face. Zhang Ziqiang, who was standing beside him, grabbed her head with a fierce smile and slapped her left and right. Pa pa pa --! !

Beat up the old lady?

The dentures were all flying off, but he didn't stop. The force was not strong, just right. It made me dizzy but didn't hurt my brain.

How cruel!

The people walking behind him felt a little scalp tingling when they saw this.

Ye Jihan turned his head, and the remaining corporal was shocked and forced a smile.

"Want to hit her twice? This old lady feels really good when she's hit."

"No, no, no, no, no."

Ye Jihan didn't force it, he lit a cigarette for himself, and after hitting him a dozen times, he finally said, "That's enough."

Zhang Ziqiang stopped and shook his hands, still feeling a little sore.

"I'll ask you again, are you willing to cooperate? Old lady, you may still have a dozen years to live. If you continue to fight like this, you will be buried today."

The old lady's tears came out and she nodded vigorously, sobbing non-stop.

"Really? You beat someone up like this. You should respect the old and love the young!" Ye Jihan frowned and said to Zhang Ziqiang, "Bring brass knuckles next time. It will be more comfortable when you fight."

The two of them started laughing as they talked.

The old lady started crying as she listened, but she didn't dare cry loudly, just like a little girl.

very nice…

The beating made him look younger!

……

(End of this chapter)