Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 622 As long as it makes money, Victor is my dad!

The sky is foggy.

It's like God has taken too much.

Albuquerque, New Mexico, is teeming with armed men, their flashing police lights a menacing sight.

Fifteen days have passed since that "war disaster," but the scars remain. The burned churches, the destroyed old town, and the ruins of Albuquerque Biological Park all seem to be telling a story…

The 7th Infantry Division of Dog Girl X!
But that wasn't all. Before the rescue team arrived, a small group of survivors began further arson, murder, and looting!

When the ground troops arrived in Albuquerque, these guys were still attacking the troops.

According to the Supreme Command's order, there is only one word: "Kill!"

Have you ever heard the sound of a tank crushing human bones?
Have you ever seen someone holding a machine gun and firing at rioters?

In just over two hours, Albuquerque fell silent. Bodies piled up like mountains, and blood and remaining hair even clogged the sewers. When residents turned on their taps, they could see blood-red liquid.

It looks much creepier.

But as long as you're alive, there's hope, isn't there?

Today, October 2nd, the main roads are blocked, and no one can enter or leave Albuquerque. Ordinary people have no idea what is happening and can only look out of their windows at the helicopters circling in the sky, completely bewildered.

At 10 a.m., when the convoy of cars bearing the Mexican flag, protected by Humvees, drove along the main road, everyone peering through the windows realized that important figures had arrived.

In Albuquerque's Old Town, over a hundred people stood on the ruins, their eyes filled with fear and panic. Most of them were original residents of the Old Town, while the rest were plainclothes officers.

When Victor and Casare and the others got out of the car.

The residents of Albuquerque... stared, completely silent!
Casare cursed under his breath. Where was the cheering? He gestured to an officer behind him, who sensibly gestured to the "shills" in the crowd, and instantly, applause erupted.

"Victor! First Master!"

"Mr. Yuan, sob sob sob..."

Several women reached out their hands excitedly, tears welling up in their eyes.

Does it have to be this... conspicuous?
Although many people feel embarrassed, it's all about putting on a show. It's been around for thousands of years. Which politician hasn't put on a show? And if no one is arranged, are you sure the leader will be holding a child or a human bomb?

This is also for safety reasons.

However, it's truly rare to see someone like "Old Immortal" later setting up barbed wire. No, when the Indians put it online, it meant they thought it was fine.

Viktor felt disgusted by those idiots.

No, all Indians are disgusting!
Viktor's reputation would be further enhanced by his ability to venture into chaotic areas like Albuquerque. With the "care" of three or four cameramen in front and behind him, he waved to the people with a gentle smile, shook hands with them, and even took children from their arms.

Casare took out the prepared lollipops, and Victor acted like a loving father, with the camera zooming in on him.

"Rest assured, the Mexican government is determined to defend and guarantee everyone's safety. I know that in this tragedy, as long as there is a breath left, life will always find a way to penetrate the darkness and grow upwards."

"As long as we live, tomorrow's sun is worth looking forward to; as long as we live, we have the ability to create new hope for ourselves and for the world."

"Please remember that I am with you."

"The Mexican government will absolutely bring the murderer to justice!"

"We will also fulfill our promise and hang the heads of those despicable, vile, and inhuman bastards on these ruins, making them apologize to the victims!"

"Similarly, we despise individuals and organizations that obstruct relief efforts for their own selfish interests during difficult times, and the Mexican government will also eliminate them."

Viktor waved his right hand powerfully, "God cannot save Albuquerque, but I can!"

"Live!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, look to the future, look to the future!"

"Of course, the promised compensation will be distributed within the next two weeks. Similarly, we have opened a special donation fund at the Imperial Bank. All of this money will be used for disaster reconstruction and the maintenance of the welfare home. I can tell you, you, all of you!"

Viktor pointed at several people with great boldness and aggression. The people he pointed at shuddered and subconsciously looked up at him, but some dared not look him in the eye.

"I assure you, if anyone misappropriates a single penny of money belonging to the people of Albuquerque, I will throw him out of the helicopter! This is my promise to you, and my promise to address the future of corruption in Mexico!"

This was the first time Victor had openly discussed corruption on the spot, and many people were frightened by his methods.

It was obvious that the officials accompanying them were more or less itchy-eyed, their eyes darting around... Although Mexico's civil servants' salaries are not low, 20% higher than the US average, who would think money is too much?

The Ministry of Internal Affairs arrested 221 people in the first half of the year, and the anti-corruption campaign remains in a high-pressure state.

"In addition, I personally donated $1500 million to this dedicated account. Every penny, every expenditure, will be visible to everyone, so that you will remember, I stand with you!!"

If a high-ranking official takes out $1500 million in Asia, he will definitely be investigated. But in Europe and America, as long as you don't embezzle public funds, no one will bother you. The rule that civil servants and their relatives cannot engage in commercial activities is not applicable here.

After Viktor uttered those words and offered his assurances, it was clear that the eyes of the crowd gradually regained their light.

“Victor… Mr. Former President.” Suddenly, an old woman called out to him.

Viktor walked over with a smile, not minding the old-fashioned smell on her, took her hand, and bent down. "Madam, you can just call me Viktor. In front of you, I am just a junior."

"!!!"

Those around him stared wide-eyed at this "heartwarming" scene. On the internet and in the media, Victor was portrayed as a... tyrant, and there were even rumors that he did not allow beggars in Mexico City and would beat them to death if they appeared.

Fake!

That's because Mexico City has a good social welfare system and a follow-up support system. An orphan can receive 1200 rials a month in subsidies, tuition and fees are waived, and schools are not allowed to charge any other fees until they turn 18.

Once the war reparations from the United States arrive, Victor plans to raise the price further until everyone can maintain a certain level of economic stability.

The old woman wiped away her tears. "Could you please help me? My granddaughter is so young. Her parents died in the riots, and now she needs milk, but I can't find a milk factory..."

"No problem, I will make sure someone takes responsibility. Don't worry, your granddaughter is a Mexican citizen from now on, and the government has an obligation and responsibility to protect her growth."

“I’ll arrange it right away,” Casare said from behind.

"Arrange a helicopter."

"it is good!"

Ok…

There will definitely be an article in Yilin magazine in the future, titled "Western Virtues: The Military Deploys Planes to Deliver Milk for an Infant", hahaha... just thinking about it is hilarious.

Viktor, having finally made it to Albuquerque, certainly wasn't going to leave just yet. He visited the military camp to comfort the soldiers, personally awarding medals to those who fought bravely, went to the hospital to comfort wounded civilians, helped distribute supplies on the streets, and even took off his suit jacket and casually tossed it aside. These scenes were witnessed by many Albuquerque residents.

Even those who dislike him have to admit...

Although Viktor was putting on a show, he was far better than other politicians.

It wasn't until 2 p.m. that they boarded a special plane and left Albuquerque. The peacekeeping forces and security personnel were the ones who breathed a sigh of relief.

They've finally left...

"Let's get our brothers out of the sewers," the officer in charge said, gripping the walkie-talkie, though a hint of glee lingered on his face.

He could sense that the tension in Albuquerque had dissipated considerably.

Sure enough, when the national channel broadcast the news of Victor's appearance in Albuquerque on October 2, many people were shocked.

At a villa in Charleston, West Virginia.

The child was sitting on the floor playing with toys, while several adults were busy preparing dinner.

John Chambers, 45, was twisting a bottle of red wine and yelling at his granddaughter, who was sitting on the floor, “Hey, Isabella, you’re going to get a spanking if you keep playing around like that.”

He married young and had his eldest son, Justin Chambers, in 1970. Chambers later became a famous Hollywood actor, while Isabella is his daughter.

Hearing her grandfather's words, Isabella responded, slowly got up, and ran to old Chambers on the other side of the table, "Great-grandfather..."

"Hey, hahaha, what would Isabella like to eat?" Old Chambers said with a smile, pointing to the dishes on the table, showing extreme doting on this fourth generation.

John Chambers chuckled and shook his head, continuing to open the bottle of red wine. Damn, who put the cork in so tightly?

"On October 2, Mexican leader Victor visited Albuquerque and offered his condolences to the local people. He stated that the actions of the 7th Infantry Division were unforgivable and that the perpetrators would be hunted down continuously, with a global arrest warrant issued and a maximum bounty of 1.2 million riyals offered!"

"During his visit, he also stated that he would personally donate 1500 million riyals to the reconstruction efforts..."

The reporter on television was broadcasting today's events.

"Hmph, this Mexican country bumpkin always acts like a show-off nouveau riche, always running around. I wonder where his $1500 million came from; he probably embezzled it!" Old Chambers said with a gloomy face.

John Chambers felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this. His father… was somewhat discriminatory, and well, had a rather volatile temper, but his only redeeming quality was that he wasn’t stubborn.

“A nouveau riche wouldn’t dare go to the front lines, which are only a few dozen kilometers from the border. Maybe one shell would send him to his death, and then Mexico would be back to what it was!” John Chambers said admiringly.

His father grunted twice but didn't say anything, continuing to tease his great-granddaughter.

"There was an investor conference in Mexico, and they invited Cisco."

"Then go ahead, you attend these kinds of meetings all the time, don't you?"

"They required attendees to be Mexican citizens."

Old Chambers started ranting again, "Fuck! What kind of rule is this? Was it decided on a whim? What are they discriminating against! The biggest companies are in the US, the best people are in the US, what are the Mexicans discriminating against?"

As he continued his tirade, his voice trailed off as he noticed his son's calm expression. Shocked, he asked, "John, you're not planning to become a Mexican citizen, are you?!"

“I have a feeling that this investor conference might be a ‘spoils-sharing’ conference, involving Belize industrial areas, land in California and New Mexico. Moreover, just two days ago, Mexico announced at its annual economic conference that it aims to generate 1.5 trillion rials next year. I think they are about to make a big move.”

"Are you going to betray America?" Old Johnson repeated the same question.

John Chambers frowned, poured himself a glass of red wine, and then said, "We are Jewish. Jews have never cared where their country is; they only care about whether they can live happily."

"... "

"Besides, the American leadership has surrendered; I'm just doing what a businessman should do."

Old Man Bill Clinton immediately lost his appetite. He put his great-granddaughter down on the ground, hunched over, and went upstairs. "I'm not eating. You guys eat. Damn it, the White House is just a bunch of idiots!"

John Chambers watched as his father slowly turned his gaze back to the television, which was still broadcasting news about Victor. He seemed to be only 32 years old this year.

The world's youngest... leader.

If nothing unexpected happens, and we live for another fifty years, will the United States still have a chance to rise again after fifty years?

He had to consider his company's future, and frankly, the internet environment in Mexico was said to be better than in the United States, where Cisco had a greater chance of growth.

If the US loses the Mexican-American War, then we should get used to capital outflows.

After the defeat in World War I, 3 companies of all kinds, including privately owned ones, closed down across the United States. Now, after the defeat in World War II…

The streets are deserted, business is dismal, the economy is in a severe downturn, and public protests are constant. The future? The future is long gone.

John Chambers raised his glass of red wine and toasted Victor on the television screen. "Cheers, leader."

...

The news of "Victor's visit to Albuquerque" spread rapidly in the following days.

"A brave person!"

"The Savior of North America!"

Some disgusting and childish nicknames have been circulating on the internet.

The government quickly allocated funds, and within a week, all residents of Albuquerque received their compensation. The national television station even went to the site for a follow-up interview, where the local people were moved to tears as they received their money, constantly praising Viktor.

Surprisingly, in this atmosphere, the animosity towards Victor in New Mexico gradually subsided, and some people tried to slowly accept him.

On October 7, the Mexican government announced that people in California and New Mexico would simultaneously enjoy coverage of the "healthcare system" and "free 12 years of education," and that it would implement compulsory drug rehabilitation and armed deterrence. After this, people at the grassroots level in California gradually accepted the policy.

Aside from a few extremist groups and individuals who are still stubbornly resisting, the Mexican government is not so easy to talk to these people.

A six-month crackdown will be launched, and these individuals will be arrested.

Suddenly, airfares from California to Europe skyrocketed.

Mexico's land area reaches 273 million square kilometers, ranking 9th in the world!

Ok…

The strategic depth should be sufficient.

(End of this chapter)