Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 602 The French surrendered again!!!
January 7th, 18 am.

It was when the sun was at its highest.

Armed security guards were patrolling the entrance of the Nariño Palace in Colombia, on full alert and somewhat nervous. Ever since the Mexican defense ministers held a meeting and were about to form a coalition to fight against drug cartels in the Medellin and other Americas…

All drug dealers in Colombia, big and small, have gone crazy!
Yep…

Frightened into madness.

If drug dealers could go public, you would see the stock price plummet. Oh, now the stock price is no different from that of drug addicts.

A group of drug dealers began to go to extremes under such circumstances. Within two days, more than 260 violent incidents against Mexicans and British people broke out, and no less than a hundred murders of government officials occurred.

This caused panic among the people.

There are even so-called experts who brazenly said on a radio program, "Is the current situation bad? We live in peace with drugs, and everyone is alive. It is much better than in Africa and the Middle East. Every little bit of violence by drug dealers is magnified. There are not even as many cases of injury to the public as the government does in a year. Besides, the Medellin and Cali Cartels are local industries in Colombia. Why would Victor, a Mexican, bully us?"

“Is Colombia still a colony now?”

Hey, you know what, this statement is really "attractive", especially with the spontaneous promotion of drug dealers, many people are becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the government.

Beep, beep, beep—

A small van drove up from a distance, and the driver parked outside the cordon very familiarly. He waited for the security personnel to come up, and then he took out his pass.

"Your certificate has expired." The security guard pointed and said.

The driver was stunned, but when he saw the other party's eyes, he immediately understood. He quickly took out 10 Colombian pesos from his pocket and put them in the certificate with a flattering smile. Sure enough, this was what the security guard said.

The security guard took a look and frowned.

The driver cursed inwardly and took out another 50 pesos. Only then did the other party wave his hand with satisfaction and let him in.

"Thank you!"

The vehicle drove into the Nariño Palace.

"Captain, don't you want to check it out?" asked the soldier who was following him.

"What are you checking? Checking even though we have a pass? Isn't that very troublesome?" The security captain waved his hand and just took two steps, he heard a loud "Bang!" sound. The violent shock wave behind him blew over the sentry box at the door.

I saw a ball of fire burning, and the "Angel Peeing" sculpture in the Nariño Palace was blown up and only the JB was left.

All fried black!!
"Enemy attack!!!"

The security captain fell to the ground, staring at the scene in amazement. He felt the blood rising up in his nostrils, his eyes were dull, it was over!
The soldier who was following him shouted and just as he stood up, he heard a gunshot.

"boom-"

The opponent's head exploded instantly, like a watermelon. The eyeballs were mixed in the mud and fell directly into the arms of the security captain. The pungent smell of blood made him lie on the ground and vomit.

boom…

Another shot!
The body of the security captain fell heavily to the ground, and in a high-rise building 400 meters away, a sniper wearing sunglasses was chewing gum. Just as he was about to look for the next target, his eyes suddenly bulged out!
“Fake Squid!!!”

Then I saw a soldier with a rocket launcher appear opposite the Nariño Palace and fired a shot at this side!
Have you heard of the sniper barrel?

The sniper screamed and ran away holding his head, but how could he outrun a cannonball? As soon as his left foot stepped out of the room, boom! ! ! !

Only the left leg was left to step out of the room.

And below, after the vehicle entered the Nariño Palace and exploded, a group of armed men rushed in from nowhere and tried to break in, but were blocked by security personnel and an exchange of fire broke out between the two sides!

Mexico, weapons exhibition hall.

Victor was surrounded by a group of defense ministers, and the school leader of the Mexican military industry was explaining, "This is an anti-landing rocket launcher independently developed by Mexico. It has strong mobility and long-range strike capabilities. It can fire 60 MK15 rockets, 27 MK30 rockets or 12 MK45 rockets in a row, with a range of more than 50 kilometers..."

Upon hearing this, many defense ministers showed little interest.

50 km...

It’s too close!

Seeing the looks of the defense ministers, the military manager was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "The foreign trade price is only 220 million rials, and we will give you 20 training bombs with a total value of 16. Of course, Mexico can also provide follow-up maintenance and other services."

220 million, this price is quite attractive.

Although the United States is in chaos now and the US dollar market is also diving, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The US dollar is still strong, just not as strong as imagined, and Mexico only accepts the riyal and the pound.

Victor just smiled and said nothing.

Kennedy had been with them for two days, but these defense ministers did nothing. The sales were less than 1 million riyals. Isn't this a lack of face?
Now he came to take this group of people on a tour, just to see who didn't buy anything.

You know, Britain, France, Italy, Mexico, and Germany will re-form the European Corps and NATO. The former does not include the United States, and the latter has not been kicked out, but will no longer be a member of the management.

Those who want to get promoted must try their best to curry favor with this Mexican rookie.

I don’t know who will come, but I know clearly who won’t come.

Director, this is the calendar I sent you.

"I think our army needs to replace its equipment. Perhaps, we really need it, but I need to discuss it with the domestic parliament." At this time, the Danish Defense Minister spoke first, "I think it's great, I will push for it."

Victor looked at him with satisfaction, then looked at the others. The small European countries all felt a little bitter. An American big bad wolf left, and an old Mexican vulture came.

Why does the United States like to recruit followers around the world?
South Korea, Japan, and China are all licking their lips. Apart from the so-called strategic goals, the most important thing is not to "throw away junk."

South Korea: "Dad, Dad, I want to drink milk."

America, "Pah, take it, this is what your father used in World War II."

Japan: “Me too!”

America: "Here, take it. This is the weapon you use to beat your own father."

Although the words are rough, the logic is sound.

Isn't this what I do?

Victor looked at the people who placed orders one by one, and they were all very happy. He looked at the British, Defense Minister Malcolm Rifkind, and smiled, "Are you selling the F22?"

I’m afraid that the air will suddenly become quiet.

Victor's face froze. This old guy was still unwilling to admit defeat. He wanted to seize control of the European Legion?
"I don't think Britain is capable of these. You have been out of the industrial age for too long." Casare next to him said bluntly. Before he said this, he glanced at his boss.

That's a bit impolite.

The faces of British Defense Secretary Malcolm Rifkind and the people he brought with him were a bit ugly.

"The modern industrial revolution was initiated by Britain," someone retorted.

"So, you can only play with things from decades ago. You still have to learn new things slowly."

You are too incompetent, this won’t work!
"Prime Minister Casare, your words are extremely disrespectful," said British Defense Secretary Malcolm Rifkind, frowning.

"You are not happy when I tell you the truth, Mr. Defense Secretary. If it were not for Churchill, you might have died by now. The presidents after you were worse than the last. We respect Britain's past, but we also hope that Britain's future will be visible to us. I never lie to anyone. The high technology of the F22 is beyond the capability of Britain today."

Fatty Ka has a sincere look on his face and appears to be doing this for your own good.

"Casare, be polite, be courteous." Victor took a side, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit too much.

The main reason is that the British are too troublesome. Just like the Indians.

A group of people went to visit the projects under construction and landmark buildings in Mexico. Their words were full of contempt and arrogance, and they always thought they were the best. The government staff who served as their tour guide didn't say anything out of politeness.

Do you think Casare will show you mercy?

This guy has a very poisonous tongue.

Diplomatic etiquette?

If you have a temper, just get out of here! Go back to Europe now. You have no share in this piece of North America. See if he will be anxious.

The dog is hungry.

British Defense Secretary Malcolm Rifkind was so angry that his mouth was crooked. Of course, this is an exaggeration, but his eyes were still very unfriendly.

Deng Deng Deng-

At this moment, confidential secretary Martin Bormann squeezed into the crowd, "Führer."

As he said this, he leaned over and reported things to him in his ear.

Victor frowned and said, "Defense ministers, please go to the conference room. There is an urgent matter." He turned and rushed to the conference room on the second floor.

British Defense Secretary Malcolm Rifkind, French Defense Minister Pierre Jochs, and German Defense Minister Volker Ruhe looked at each other.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Malcolm lowered his voice in annoyance, "Don't you want the F22?"

"It's useless for us to buy it. Europe is so small. It will fly away with a little acceleration." The Germans are still so humorous.

They were very Buddhist after World War II. There was nothing they could do about it. People around them were watching them, fearing that they would cause trouble again.

The Frenchman thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely catch up next time."

Next time, we will definitely win!
"Shitty teammates!" Malcolm Rifkind cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Europe is a place where if you are scattered, shit will fall everywhere. If you are together... you will...

They haven't gathered yet. During the heyday of the Roman Empire in the 1st and 2nd centuries AD, its territory covered Southern Europe, Western Europe, Central Europe and part of West Asia and North Africa, forming a "unified" pattern centered on the Mediterranean, but actual rule relied on local autonomy and did not cover Northern and Eastern Europe.

Later, the little mustaches also tried to get together, but everyone was not very willing.

As they were chatting, a group of people went upstairs and entered the conference room.

Victor motioned to close the door and said to the confidential secretary, "Report the news to the defense ministers."

Martin Bauman spoke quickly, "At 72 o'clock this morning, a total of 200 city halls and national units in Colombia suffered terrorist attacks. In particular, after the Nariño Palace was attacked by a car bomb, more than armed men raided the presidential palace."

The news shocked everyone.

"Fortunately, the 37th Infantry Presidential Guard Battalion stationed here is well-trained, and with the cooperation of the rest of the armed forces, they killed 177 people and captured 23 alive. According to the tattoos, these were all gunmen from Medellin."

British Defense Secretary Malcolm Rifkind raised his eyebrows.

Why is this 37th Infantry Presidential Guard so powerful?

It's not that he looks down on Colombia, but the fact is that the army's combat effectiveness is extremely poor and 200 well-trained gunmen failed to break into the presidential palace during the plan. This is simply a fantasy.

He doesn't believe it!

He looked at Victor's face and suspected that the so-called 37th Infantry Presidential Guard were no longer Colombians.

You should know that the current president is Armando Benede, who was previously the Minister of the Interior and had served in Mexico at that time. During those days, when the Colombian president, vice president and defense minister went to the front line to supervise the war against the Medellin Group, they were shot by extremists disguised as soldiers during the military parade.

The vice president and defense minister died on the spot, and the president died after being sent to the hospital. A power vacuum was suddenly created.

He doesn't believe that there is no foul play in the fact that Interior Minister Armando Benede took over as president after returning.

If Victor knew his idea, he would definitely applaud. As an old politician, he has a keen sense of smell.

really…

Armando Benedet was able to come to power with the support of Mexico, and the soldiers of the 37th Infantry Presidential Guard are actually all directly under the 1st Guard Division, so their combat effectiveness is of course overwhelming.

After he came to power, he directly took the position of Defense Minister and temporarily took over the military. Even if someone wanted to impeach him, he would be removed from office the next day because of his own corruption or other problems.

Victor buried a lot of people in Colombia.

"It's outrageous! It's simply shocking. Should we, the European Legion, just sit back and watch this blatant terrorist act? 5000 million people in Colombia are living in such dire straits. We should eliminate such scum and black sheep."

"I propose to quickly form an allied force to rush to the aid of the Colombian government and set up an allied command. The Mexican military will be responsible for the overall situation, and Britain, Germany, France, and Italy will assist. Is there any problem?"

? ? ? ? ?

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Can you just arrange it for us?
Of course Malcolm Rifkind was not convinced, you were using my words.

I'm pretty boss too!

If this kind of ally becomes the leader, then its reputation will definitely increase greatly.

"I think Britain can also manage the Allied forces..." He stood up directly.

Victor frowned. This guy stood up before he gave the order. Isn't this a challenge to authority?
Seeing the boss frowning, Casare stood up again.

"Secretary Malcolm, do you know what General Eisenhower said before his death?"

Malcolm Rifkind was a little stunned. "What?"

"Montgomery is an amateur..."

Malcolm doesn't come from a military background so he doesn't quite understand it, but many European and American defense ministers are, and I really couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You brought shame to the Allies in Operation Market Garden. You still have the nerve to ask for command now?"

"Do you still want us to die?"

"And we are invincible under the command of Führer Victor! We have more war experience and victories than you."

While criticizing his opponents, he did not forget to lick his leader.

What you have learned, take notes.

French Defense Minister Pierre Joch and German Minister Volker Ruhe both looked a little surprised. They were amazed at Casare's eloquence.

I always thought this guy got to the top because of his relationship with Victor.

It seems that these words alone are not something that an ordinary person can say.

"I agree!"

Frenchman Pierre Joux quickly raised his hand, "Agreeing with the Mexican command."

Malcolm Rifkind looked at him in shock.

Mudd!

The French surrendered again!
(End of this chapter)