Working as a police officer in Mexico

Mexico City.

Two buildings on the southwest side of Syntagma Square.

This was the original city hall and is now the garrison headquarters.

The office of Guderian, the newly appointed commander of the 5th Division, of course has the words "Kima Huakan Anti-Gangster and Anti-drug Office" hanging on the door.

There's smoke inside!

Guderian was also holding a cigarette...

When people are under pressure, they always like to do something with their mouths.

"The general has ordered us to take down Kimahuakan in six months! I have accepted the order!"

"Cough cough cough..." Colonel Luigi Cardorna, the deputy division commander, coughed hard, "Six months? This is simply impossible."

"There is no impossible word in my army, there is no mission that cannot be completed, and there is no enemy that cannot be defeated!" Guderian frowned and said gloomily.

Luigi Cardorna was silent.

He was an airborne deputy division commander. He originally served as the head of the Sonora National Guard. He performed particularly well in the "anti-drug" work in the state, and then applied to be transferred to the active army, whereupon he was promoted to colonel as deputy division commander.

But when it comes to power, it has actually declined a lot.

In Sonora State, he can be said to be the first person in the military, and several marine divisions are basically involved in the local military power.

In order to limit this, the Governor's Palace issued an order not to set up a higher-level National Guard, but directly under the jurisdiction of the Governor's Palace, and the captain of the state police force is the highest person in charge!

The highest military rank is colonel!

But if you want to break through this limit, you can only go to the front line.

The purpose is to prevent excessive local military power.

Douglas Haig, another deputy division commander, glanced at Luigi Cardorna and felt a little proud when he saw him being scolded. After all, no one wanted their power to be shared by others.

"Division Commander, I propose to cover it with artillery!"

Guderian's eyes twitched, "Then shall I provide you with nuclear bombs? Then you go and kill those 4 million people and their land?"

Bang!

"Do you have American shit in your head? How much ammunition do we have to spend on shelling? How much damage do we have to cause? How much consequences do we have to face? Have you ever thought about it!"

"General Victor's reputation will be ruined by you!"

Douglas Haig also began to shrink his neck.

If Guderian curses, don't try to persuade him, because... he will really beat you.

He almost thought that the other party was a spy sent by the United States. Otherwise, why would he say to blow it up with artillery?

Kimahuakan is too dense.

Shit...

It might be considered an invasion of someone else's residential area.

In fact, Guderian was right.

Kimahuakan covers an area so large that it would be completely unrealistic to blow it up...

Moreover, after all, the new government is under the banner of "anti-drugs for the people". If 4 million people are massacred today, then it is true that the rabbit wearing sunglasses at the United Nations seat will coldly say, "Get rid of him." !”

Victor is a paranoid lunatic, but not that far.

He also needs the support of the people of the central region.

If a war is affixed with political factors, it is actually doomed to be timid from the beginning.

"Then we can only remove them at targeted locations and force them." Deputy Division Commander Luigi Cardorna stood up and walked to the Kimahuacan map on the stage.

"Our 5th Division has seven regiments. The four regiments occupied it one by one from all directions. After regaining a street, they immediately registered the local poor and selected drug dealers and civilians."

"The remaining three regiments are responsible for taking over the rotation. We work 24 hours a day to keep the spirits of drug dealers and gang members in high tension. I have dealt with them and found that one or two days is fine, but if it lasts for a long time, they It won’t be tolerated internally either.”

Luigi Cardorna tapped the map, "A gang can only be a gang! It is impossible to become a regular army."

This method is very stupid...

But it should be said to be the most effective.

"Moreover, we have to be careful about gangsters using some dirty tricks. In the slums of Sonora, they took children hostage and had gun battles with us. They also threatened women to attack us in the name of asking for help..."

"Everyone in the combat zone is required to stay indoors and are not allowed to come out, otherwise they will be treated as gangsters and shot on the spot!" Luigi Cardorna's eyes flashed, and his tone was murderous.

"Regardless of men, women, children, old, weak, sick or disabled, anyone who comes close to a soldier who is performing a mission will be shot!"

Douglas Haig and the group leaders sitting below looked at each other, and they all shuddered.

A "ruthless person" has entered the 5th Division.

Luigi Cardorna has suffered losses before.

Although drug dealers are not good at fighting, they... have a dark heart.

Guderian looked at him, and the other person stared at the division commander. The two men's eyes met each other in mid-air.

In the end, Guderian nodded, "Draft a decision plan, and I'll ask the general to drive over to sign it."

When Luigi Cardorna heard that his plan had been adopted, he was not excited. Instead, he nodded calmly, "I'll write it."

Guderian's expression softened slightly, and just as he was about to continue laying out the plan, the staff knocked on the door and came in, "Division Commander, the first batch of 4,987 new recruits has arrived."

The leader below immediately raised his head, his eyes shining.

They were all battalion commanders when Guderian was the regimental commander. The platoon commander became the company commander, and the company commander became the battalion commander. Each of them was promoted.

Guderian's left eye twitched, and finally he fixed his gaze on one of the men with a calm expression, "Leave it to the 179th Regiment."

Everyone looked at each other immediately, their eyes full of envy.

"Thank you, sir!!"

"Let's adjourn."

After he finished speaking, the commander of the 179th Regiment rushed out, got in his car and rushed to the military camp.

In the military camp in Mexico City at this time.

A group of recruits came down carrying their own rucksacks. There was no sound the whole time. The training in the recruit camp was very strict. They kicked them. Facts have proved that soldiers who do not fight cannot become good.

After all, they were all from good families.

"Camilo, where do you think we will be assigned?" A young soldier in a squadron said with bright eyes, "I don't want to go to the logistics department, I want to go to the front line. I long for merit! Wait until I come back with the medal. When I get to my hometown, the position of our village chief will be mine.”

The comrade next to him almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"If you go back with the medal, your village chief will have to light your cigarettes, your father will have to cook for you, your brother will have to lie on the ground and learn how to bark. When you are eating, your father-in-law will turn the table, and you will be able to get up. Give him a slap."

"Quiet!" the major of the supplementary battalion, who was leading the troops, yelled.

The two of them held their butts between their hands and closed their mouths.

Soon I saw an off-road vehicle driving into the military camp, and a colonel jumped out from it. He was still wearing glasses. The major of the supplementary battalion trotted over. The two people seemed to be talking to each other before walking over.

"Our commander is here, oh my god, you can see his riding boots are so polished that they reflect light. This man must be a strict commander!" The soldier who just spoke couldn't help but speak again.

The colonel walked up to the recruits, looked at the fresh blood in front of him, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Brothers!"

"I'm glad you joined the 179th Regiment!"

"I am your leader."

"My name is..."

"Otto Moritz Walter Model!"

"Our slogan is: Charge! Charge! Charge!!!"

…

In the office of the National Palace.

Brammer Rumsfeld sat on the sofa, a little embarrassed, frowning, and the tea and snacks in front of him were untouched.

He still doesn't understand...

Why did my father let me come to Mexico, and also said...

"Talk more to your brother-in-law and listen to his advice."

He's not stupid, otherwise he wouldn't be the mayor of Hampton, Virginia, or even running for governor...

It's just that he doesn't understand that the Rumsfeld family is tied to Mexico?

Isn't that treason? !

He expressed his doubts at that time, but his father said, "We were once Germans."

Tell him directly that he is confused.

Brammer Rumsfeld sighed, took a gulp of the almost cold tea in front of him, it tasted really weird.

Just at this moment, Victor opened the door and came in. He stretched out his hand while he was still far away, "Sorry, sorry, Bramo, I was busy just now."

He said and gave the other party a hug.

Bramo Rumsfeld raised his eyelids and looked at the man in front of him who was his own age. He felt that the "power" on the other side was becoming more and more oppressive.

He knew that this was the oppression brought about by power.

The so-called power is a man's courage, and money is a man's waist. If he has nothing, where can he find a wife?

Brammer Rumsfeld met him once. At that time, the other party was just a northern warlord who made trouble. Now... tsk tsk tsk, it's different. When he saw him, he was inevitably a little embarrassed and nervous.

It is said that he now has 200,000 soldiers and horses?

There are also missiles, aircraft, etc.

In addition to the southern drug traffickers in Mexico, is he also a man of his word?

like…

It seems nice to have such a brother-in-law.

"Sit down, sit down." Victor pointed to the sofa and said with a smile, "Treat Mexico as your home, so you don't have to be too polite."

Bramo's eyelids twitched, he nodded vigorously, and looked at Casare, who immediately understood and smiled, "I'm going to do my work first, General."

"Well, go ahead."

Fatty Ka smiled and nodded at the guest, and closed the door when he left. There were only two people left in the office, so he was more candid.

"My father asked me to come..."

Pa da ~

Victor lit the cigarette and leaned back, "It seems that Mr. Rumsfeld agreed to my proposal."

Bramo shook his head and frowned, "I don't know the specific content." "

Seeing the other party's behavior, Victor immediately became interested in making a prank, "He plans to make me the president of the United States."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became awkward.

It seemed like a crow was flying overhead, making a quacking sound.

"I'm not an idiot, Mr. Victor."

"It seems that the humor of the Rumsfeld family is all in Bellesalia. It's so boring."

Victor shook his head and knocked the cigarette ashes into the ashtray. Both sides of the ashtray were inlaid with gold, which was even more than a jade seal.

"I helped your Rumsfeld family ascend to the pinnacle of power in the United States and protected you. You married Belsalia to me, and I can help you solve some unnecessary troubles."

"for example…"

"Myers is running against you for governor of Virginia, even though he's a son of the Adams family."

Bramo took a breath, "What...mean?"

"Physical destruction, or mental destruction? It all depends on you. We have mastered the scandal of Miles Adams. He once sexually assaulted three girls at a party. The most important thing is that he has a serious problem. He is an exhibitionist. We have videos of him often escaping his belongings and masturbating in some places for no reason.”

So wild...

News!

Bramo was dumbfounded. Which opponent standing on the stage to criticize him actually had such "unlimited potential".

"All the power of Mexico is available to help you and your family!"

"What do we have to pay?"

"The Pentagon is absolutely sympathizing with us in international and domestic public opinion and in the anti-drug war. The Pentagon issued a report that severely criticized the drug-trafficking governments in the South and did not allow the sale of weapons to them."

"We also need to evacuate the soldiers who are there."

"Also recognize the First Republic as the legitimate government and Ukomot as the only legitimate president!"

"Of course, if we agree, we will return the US-owned enterprises appropriately, but if you want to open a factory in Mexico, you still have to cooperate with the government. You can use this matter as a political bargaining chip and leave it to others or do it yourself, giving it to your family. Improve more favorability among capitalists.”

Brammer Rumsfeld was more tempted by this.

Victor's approach has caused many American companies to almost go bankrupt. If he can get this deal, oh my, his reputation will definitely take off.

"My father should have made an agreement with you, otherwise he wouldn't have let me come." Bramo shook his head helplessly, "You have grasped the lifeblood of my father and me, there is no way for us to refuse."

Victor smiled, "Then I wish our alliance will last forever. Don't worry, if you nod, in three hours, the latest evening news will show the news that Miles was caught soliciting prostitution and his scandal."

Brammer immediately knew that it seemed that the "grandson" in front of him had penetrated more deeply into the United States.

"If I am elected governor of Virginia, I will designate Mexico City as a sister city."

"Then congratulate you. With my help, all you have to do now is think about your acceptance speech and how to sit in this position."

"Make sure your ass feels so good!"

The two grown men smiled with ulterior motives.

"Then when will you marry Belsaria?"

"Then you have to wait until I propose. You know...she pays attention to the sense of ceremony."

Bramo pondered for a moment, "She has been sponsoring poor children recently."

"Then I will open a charity and let her be the director and provide global funding. I am not worried about her being in Washington. I am very worried about her danger. You know, there are too many crazy people in the United States recently."

Washington? !

Bramo suddenly had an idea and suddenly remembered that he had received a call from home saying that his sister was almost killed by a drug addicted lawyer. In the end, the lawyer was stabbed to death by an unknown strong man in the street. The death was tragic.

It looks like…

It was Victor who did it!

But he was too smart to tell it.

"Then the Rumsfeld family will also take a share, and we can also invest US$300,000 a year to run the charity together."

"Of course there is no problem. If the world were like us, it would always be full of love. Unfortunately, wealth is the rule. However, after seeing you Rumsfeld family, I also understand that the bad habits in the United States will definitely be eliminated. Change."

"If you really win the White House one day, we will be very happy to... help you fight drugs!"

"The United States also needs a vigorous and vigorous anti-drug operation."

"That day will come."

…