Rise of the Argentine Empire

The Buenos Aires gangs have always been rampant, rivaling Rio de Janeiro as the two major underworld hubs in South America. At this time, the Mexico City gangs were just a small fry. Of course, by the 1970s and 80s, the development of Mexico City gangs had far surpassed those of Buenos Aires and Rio, becoming de facto warlords, while the Rio gangs continued to grow stronger.

The core urban areas were relatively well-managed. Saint-Hesse always carried two pistols when going out at night. The Perón government had launched a campaign to eradicate gangs some time ago, mainly targeting the inner city and semi-suburban areas. The truly powerful gangs were actually in the outer city and satellite towns.

Saint-Hesse rarely went to the outer city. The inner city was relatively safe. When he occasionally went to certain places, he would bring some people along, not because he was afraid of death, but because safety came first.

As for why the Mexico City gangs grew so strong in the future, it had to do with the Americans and Colombians. Cocaine was invincible. Compared to Argentina and Brazil, Mexico was truly a case of 'Heaven is too far, and the United States is too close,' and the Mexicans were, in essence, even more miserable.

Brazil had no death penalty. To show its democracy and civilization, Brazil abolished the death penalty as early as 1876. Therefore, even if those heinous criminals were caught, they could only be locked up and could not be sentenced to death. They could only be imprisoned in jail.

In addition, there were a large number of poor people, and Brazil did not have enough industry to absorb them, so the poor had no choice but to join gangs in order to survive.

Rio, as the capital of Brazil, was nicknamed the 'City of God.' Last year, the city had a population of 2.8 million, and at least 10% of them were related to gangs.

Last year, it also hosted the 1950 Brazil World Cup. Argentina did not participate. Saint-Hesse still remembered the newspaper reports.

A report provided by the Brazilian police to the Ministry of Justice and the Supreme Federal Court in 1951 showed that there were 297 slums in Rio. Gang organizations in Rio de Janeiro had infiltrated 213 local slums.

Of these, 81% of the areas were involved in illegal trafficking, and 19% of the areas were under the control of illegal armed forces.

Buenos Aires was not much better. It was said that Buenos Aires currently had 349 slums, and the number of people related to gangs was at least 170,000. At this time, the population of Buenos Aires was only 3 million, and there were only over 10,000 police officers. For this reason, the Presidential Palace also mobilized police forces in Buenos Aires Province.

Regarding the issue of gangs and other organizations, Saint-Hesse always believed in looking at it from both sides, but he initially faced this matter not as a ruler, but as a vested interest.

Gangs originated from some oppressed people. After they grew stronger, all kinds of people joined. Gangs refer to criminal underworld rogue groups and other reactionary groups or their members who operate secretly in society.

But in reality, they have become intermediaries and lubricants between the oppressors and the oppressed, doing business that benefits both sides. Because they are powerful and influential, both sides hate them but also need them.

The Argentine gangs were caused by Argentina's social security problems, especially in Buenos Aires, which was the most rampant place for gang members in the country and was also well-known in Latin America.

The root cause was similar to that of Brazil. Historically, Perón did not actually do much to eradicate the Buenos Aires gangs, but Saint-Hesse had high expectations for this eradication campaign.

Saint-Hesse had Rhein Metall secretly produce 90,000 M1911A white-plate pistols between 1951 and 1952. With the support of Fritz's experts, he also optimized the production steps, replaced some parts with plastic, making them much lighter, but the power and lifespan were not reduced. He made an improved version, which greatly reduced the cost and was already profitable.

Each piece had a wholesale price of up to $30 and a retail price of $40.

This recouped the initial investment and made a small profit, making him sigh that it was still good to make money from arms, and the profits were not bad. In order to legally avoid taxes, the apparent output was only less than 3,000 pieces, and they were also exported abroad through smuggling channels.

On the other hand, Saint-Hesse would not sell the P50 to gangs, as this would be easily investigated. Argentine gangs preferred the M1911 heavy pistol.

Moreover, Saint-Hesse had cooperation with the police force, so he certainly could not let it flow out. At least one million M1911s had been produced worldwide, and they were relatively common. Argentina also had a licensed version, and Rhein Metall's pirated version was not bad and the price was much cheaper.

"Boss, our factory's goal for next month is to mass-produce 2,000 pieces per month, and we are preparing a new secret production line."

Fritz Armaments was responsible for producing light weapons, but Horst went to Europe to recruit design talents to develop light and heavy weapons. Loren, the deputy director of Fritz Armaments, was responsible for the mass production improvement of the M1911A.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. This matter must be strictly confidential, but you don't need to care too much about these things."

The light weapons factory produced various light weapons, and the production scale expanded very quickly, and there were also high requirements for steel. There was no other way but to import steel. Steel plants like Belaide Steel could only produce some low-strength steel, which made Saint-Hesse a little annoyed.

"To be honest, the bigger the fight, the better. I finally know why the Americans like selling guns to both sides so much."

Saint-Hesse not only sold guns to the police force on the surface, but also provided arms to the gangs. Rhein Metall was getting bigger and bigger, and it was recruiting a lot of workers every month.

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Buenos Aires Police Department, Director's Office,

"These rats are becoming more and more hidden, and they are also causing more and more damage. Yesterday, they armed-robbed an armored truck."

"Wait a little longer. I have only been in office for 15 days and have done a little bit of work. If I don't do a good job, there is no hope of entering the Ministry of National Defense."

Yes, when Perón took over as director of the police department, he promised Ta that as long as he could kill these gangs this time, he would promote him to the Ministry of National Defense.

A police chief entering the Ministry of National Defense has never happened in Argentine history, and his heart was warmed again.

"Let Rhein Metall send more new weapons over, transfer the funds to their account, and at the same time do a good job of live-fire training for police officers. We need to speed up the progress and speed."

Recently, the Buenos Aires Police Department purchased a full 8,000 sets of new submachine gun and pistol combinations from Rhein Metall, which made him very distressed. He equipped all the members to fight the gangs.

The composition of Argentine gangs is also quite complicated, including veterans, honest gauchos, farmers, and some office workers. They commit all kinds of evil and are very fierce, and they have many hidden dens, mostly located in slums.

The Flour Gang, named after their boss used to work in a flour mill.

"Boss, that Wilson guy is really serious. Bullets and salted fish were shot directly by the police! All were strafed with submachine guns and turned into烂肉. I ran fast, so I wasn't shot to death. Damn, they were still wearing bulletproof vests and helmets!"

A messenger from the Flour Gang ran back trembling, reporting to the Flour Gang's leader, Curryville. Bullet and Salted Fish were nicknames for members of their gang, his very good friends, and they collected protection money together, his voice laced with sobs.

"What! Has that sissy Wilson gone crazy? Is he serious? Has he forgotten that he also took our money! And with just a few cops in their hands, they dare to play for real?"

The Flour Gang had at least fifty core members, equipped with pistols, but they couldn't stand up against those submachine guns. Curryville found it a bit hard to believe that Wilson was also their protector. Good heavens, now he's turning around to silence them.

"Damn it, where did they get so many submachine guns? It's not like we're at war, is it necessary to be so ruthless? Immediately send someone to talk to those guys at Twilight's End, we need new weapons."

Feeling betrayed, Curryville burst into a torrent of abuse. This short, stout fellow with a face full of橫肉 (fleshy and fierce looking), no more than 1.7 meters tall, was the bald leader of the Flour Gang, with a face full of橫肉 (fleshy and fierce looking).

The man with a pirate ship flag tattooed on his arm cursed.

"Boss, the Pirate Angel Gang was wiped out yesterday, a terrible death. Let's run away first, now is not the time for revenge."

The skinny subordinate didn't move, advising again, now is not the time to be a showoff.

Saint Hesser certainly couldn't use his own name to sell these black market arms, and the Twilight's End of Potassium Triangle was a very good name. After some labor reform, some Twilight's End gang members were subdued.

Saint Hesser put them to waste, establishing a smuggling gang specializing in helping Saint Hesser "sell arms", and also avoiding taxes. Twilight's End has become one of the largest smugglers in the country.

The smuggling industry in Argentina is still very developed, but most of it is smuggling from abroad to the country. Saint Hesser went the other way, from domestic to domestic, from domestic to abroad, with no conflict with them, and Saint Hesser also engaged in armed smuggling, so in a short time, his fierce reputation was known far and wide.

"Okay, the situation is critical this time, we must run away quickly, revenge can wait."

Curryville cursed the chief of police while his brain was racing, he must quickly move to another place, lest he be blocked here and killed by that guy Wilson. Now he cherishes his little life, and his mistresses will have no one to take care of them in the future.

"Everyone quickly pack your luggage, we're going to Base Six! When the heat is over, we'll come back and kill Dewey's whole family! We're going to smuggle ourselves to Uruguay! Yes, let's go to Uruguay! Base Six shouldn't be safe either!"

Curryville shouted like a madman, already smelling the scent of danger. This was his basic instinct from many near-death experiences, and at first he didn't think there was much of a problem.

So those bald men with cigars in their mouths quickly packed their things, preparing to change places with their boss and avoid the limelight, life is the most important thing.

Just then, their door was suddenly smashed open by wood, a battering ram! Too ruthless!

Then several smoking grenades were thrown in. These gangsters had never seen this kind of elliptical ball before, and they were all stunned for a moment. Curryville immediately recognized the grenade.

"Quick, take cover! Take cover! Get away from the grenades!"

Curryville made a desperate roar, frantically trying to escape, and then watched helplessly as several more grenades were thrown in, one of which landed near him, leaving him completely desperate.

In almost less than ten seconds, these elliptical spheres exploded violently, instantly blasting the entire hall, and the huge roar almost shattered all the window glass.

The explosion of grenades in such a small space as the hall instantly knocked down half of the gangsters, blowing them beyond recognition.

And Curryville's legs were blown to pieces, but his head and body were still fine.

"Wilson doesn't have basic morals!" Then he fell into endless darkness."

The other gangsters did not give up, preparing to retaliate with pistols to avenge their boss.

However, just then, a group of people wearing bulletproof vests and holding MP40 submachine guns rushed in, firing wildly and killing the remaining people.

"What a waste of food."

Similar scenes were being staged simultaneously in many parts of Buchar.

One after another, gangs in the inner city that were related to Wilson were first thrown a few grenades, and then the enemies who could still resist were eliminated with submachine guns.

"Other gangs can be moderately lenient, these few are the focus of elimination."

Wilson knew that only dead men don't talk.

This war had a great impact, the gangs in the inner city were almost wiped out, and gradually advanced outwards, but encountered a lot of trouble.

"They have a lot of weapons, and Thompsons!" Most of these were eliminated by Saint Hesser. The replacement of Thompsons forced many weapons to be eliminated, earning extra money, and in the process, a lot of capital was recovered.

In Buchar, some landed gentry gathered to hold a meeting.

"Damn it, has Biron gone crazy? Recently, my subordinates have suffered heavy losses and can't operate anymore."

"We must fight back. Recently, a Soul of Twilight has appeared on the black market. They have a lot of good things. Should we contact them?"

"We can try. Biron is going too far, allowing him to make money himself, as long as the conditions allow it."

"Should we send someone to assassinate Biron? This trend is very bad. Biron has broken the rules, we must fight back."

"Make secret contact and let our gangs be more low-key."

"Yes, I have already ordered it to be done, but many hostile families have also been set up, and they are causing trouble."

"Damn it, can't stand it. The people in the police department can be dealt with, and we have to deal with them too."

This war is getting bigger and bigger, making the police department very strained. The gangs have Thompsons, and there are quite a few of them, not much worse than the MP40, so the police department is also suffering more and more casualties.

Saint Hesser's second-hand arms flowed into the market, more expensive than the original purchase price in the United States, making a huge profit, and they have been used for so long.

So when the police department cracked down on the gangs, the gangs also fought each other, and the scale became larger and larger. Saint Hesser took the opportunity to sell a large number of weapons and let the Delta provide various security services, making money in two or even three or four ways, opening up a new world.

This gang war will continue to continue, Saint Hesser is also producing some German weapons, anyway, there is a production line, and he can also find a lot of good things, such as wooden grenades, which have caused great pressure on the police department.

The three-way melee lasted for a long time, Saint Hesser made a fortune from the war, taking the opportunity to hoard a lot of money. He often does not accept pesos, but hard currency such as gold.

And Saint Hesser also felt that selling weapons can really make a lot of money.

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Besides selling weapons, Saint Hesser basically doesn't have much to do, but recently he rarely goes to night school at night, also for the safety of the children, some new gangs have begun to rise.

The military is also very dissatisfied with Biron's approach, feeling that he is making a fuss over a molehill, and the military also has some gang dividends of its own.

As long as Argentina's industry does not develop, gangs will continue to emerge like chives blown by the spring breeze, so in essence, this action has indeed failed.

Saint Hesser ran to listen in on the Buchar branch meeting, annual summary, and next year's plan, which Saint Hesser learned a lot from. The performance of the propaganda department was encouraged and praised.

Of course, the highlight is the National Supreme Conference, which will be held next week.