Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 422: Fengshan at Mount Tepeya?

The Pentagon.

In the evening, the moon hung a little tiredly above the head, overlooking the world.

Donald Rumsfeld held a report on US military procurement in his hand. The more he read it, the more energetic he became, and the more wonderful his face became.

That expression, red, green, blue, purple, a lot of them came out.

He is over 60 years old, and he is really worried about the US military.

Soldiers often fail to meet the training standards, purchase weapons and equipment in violation of regulations, and the cost of overseas base construction is too high...

Damn, the metal bushing costs 50,000 US dollars, while ordinary hardware stores only need less than 100 US dollars.

During the Gulf War, the US Air Force was exposed to the purchase of a coffee cup for $1,280 and an office chair for $9,341.

In the face of public pressure and questions about the price of coffee cups, the US military also made a special explanation, saying that this kind of cup can automatically inject caffeine into the drink, which is equivalent to drinking several cans of Red Bull. It has a "miraculous effect" on increasing the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers and is a "just need".

For example, the shipping cost of a $8.75 elbow was $445,640; the shipping cost of a machine threaded plug priced at $10.99 was $492,096; 6 machine screws were airlifted, with a total value of $59.94, and the cost was $403,436.

Donald Rumsfeld's hands were shaking. He opened the drawer and took out a nitroglycerin pill from it to "fill" himself. He felt a little angina pang. If he continued to watch, he would almost die.

The last time he served as Secretary of Defense in the Ford administration from 1975 to 1977, it was just a mess in just 16 years. When he was there, the US military was also undergoing a period of change.

After he left office, many military commentators said: If it weren't for Donald Rumsfeld's reforms, the US military would have been dragged down by the Soviet Union in the 1980s!

When he came back to power, he thought the US military would be very bad, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

"It's really tricky."

He looked a little ugly. Now the US military has been completely tied to the "military-industrial complex". Donald didn't have the courage to provoke them. He knew how powerful this monster was.

He himself was also pushed up by that group of people. He couldn't ruin their business, otherwise, he would be dead on the street tomorrow.

Reputation?

Identity?

For those capitalists, it's useless!

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Old Donald got up and rubbed his swollen waist. He was old and had kidney deficiency.

"Come in."

The secretary with glasses walked in with a pile of documents in his hand, "Sir, these are the expenditure lists for the past two years."

"Put it here."

Donald pointed to the table and said.

The secretary nodded, looked at the other party moving his tibia, and sighed. The old man was really desperate.

"By the way, have the Mexican Independence Day tour group been notified?"

"Everyone has been notified. Deputy Defense Secretary General Mason Leonard will lead a team to Mexico City tomorrow."

After all, this is the first time that Victor has hosted Independence Day on behalf of the government. At that time, except for Japan, South Korea and Spain, which clearly refused, other countries were very vague.

When the Pentagon announced that it would send people to participate, some European and American countries immediately followed suit. Although they didn't know what happened between the United States and Mexico and then eased?

But they knew that the situation in North America was under control.

When the Pentagon agreed, the Lone Star State gang would never agree to it, after all, the Mexican 4th Marine Division beat their National Guard and "invaded" more than ten kilometers.

Now they are still protesting.

Even threatened Donald that if he didn't completely cut off ties with Mexico, Texas would not respect any opinions of the White House!

And then...

Ignored.

You little bastard, are you still unhappy when I say a few words to you?

Texas dares to be independent?

The Pentagon will send troops tomorrow!

Donald is not soft or hard.

Hearing the secretary's answer, he nodded slightly. Looking at his expression, he wanted to say something, but hesitated and waved his hand, "You go to rest."

"Sir, you should rest early too. It's 1 a.m."

Donald adjusted his glasses, "Go to sleep after you're done."

When the secretary left, he turned his head and looked at the other person through the gap in the door. The white hair on his temples became more and more prominent. He sighed and closed the door gently.

…

Tepeya Mountain outside Mexico City!

It does not have unique scenery or amazing height, but it has extraordinary significance and irreplaceable status in the hearts of Mexicans, because it is said that this is the place where the patron saint of Mexico, Our Lady of Guadalupe, appeared.

In the past, the government would come here to worship the day before Independence Day.

It also represents the hope of blessing Mexico with good weather.

At 8 a.m.

Thousands of people gathered below, and the red carpet was laid from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and even steps were chiseled out!

There are 170 steps in total, representing the 170 years from 1821 to the present. On both sides are solemn soldiers standing with guns.

There is also a helicopter belonging to the "Mexican National News" in the sky, which will broadcast the event live. Other reporters can only stand at the bottom of the steps.

Victor took Casare, Cuauhcmote, Horatio Herbert Kitchener, Zolph Sherman and the local governor to the mountain.

He was wearing a suit today, which made his figure very tall and straight.

Bang!

Bang!

There were 170 gun salutes in total, and the whole place looked very solemn.

Millions of people in front of the TV watched a group of people climbing the mountain through the camera. When they reached the 50th step, the officials from various states who came to Beijing stopped there.

And on the remaining 100 steps, another group of people were left.

By the time the last ten steps were reached, Casare was the only one accompanying him, and President Kwaukmot was stuck on the 150th step.

When the last five were left, Casare stopped and watched the boss's back walking upward.

Snap!

He stepped heavily on the top, and Victor turned his head slightly. His single eyelids and eyes were quite... like an eagle watching a wolf, just like Lee Myung-bak felt at Roh Moo-hyun's funeral.

Seeing everyone below looking at him, a sense of honor brought by power arose spontaneously. Victor walked onto the platform. The statue of the Madonna here had long been bulldozed. What a joke.

I don’t even believe in Jesus anymore. Why are you, Jesus’ mother, here?

What is erected here is a "three-way monument".

On one side it says: Mexico will never die!

On the west side it says: Long live the veteran!

There is also an inscription on the right: Long live the working people!

This monument is 11 meters high and 3 meters wide, and next to it is a bronze bust. Someone originally proposed to erect a statue of Victor, but he rejected it and replaced it with a Mexican farmer.

He held a garland in his hand and put it on the bust.

Turning around, looking at everyone below, he raised his fist and pushed it upward.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The people below deeply felt the kindness of "Emperor Wei" and shouted in unison that this was all spontaneous, it should be spontaneous, maybe...

Although this kind of behavior of promoting personal charm, which is almost a show, has been criticized and disgusted by many people, in fact, it is all jealousy. They just say that the grapes are sour when they can't eat them, including Ye Zhenli in front of the TV.

His eyes almost bulged out, and his eye sockets were red, and he said jealously, "You think you are the emperor, and you want to be granted Zen status? You deserve it too! So do you, a bastard?!"

But in fact, I still yearn for it in my heart.

Which East Asian man doesn't have the ambition to "replace him"?

Isn't it because he wants to be the boss when he sets out to work alone?

"Cousin." Just then, cousin Ye Jinghua knocked on the door and came in with a smile on his face, "We have recruited more than 300 veterans from Vietnam."

"Okay!" Ye Zhenli was very satisfied. He knew what route he was taking, the elite soldier route!

He went to Southeast Asia to find some veterans who had fought in the war, threw the money out, and found nearly 2,000 people. His gang has now slowly begun to grow.

He stared at Victor on the TV, his breathing a little short.

The next one must be me.

The celebration at Mount Tepeya was also attended by delegations from more than a dozen countries who had arrived in advance. They were specially arranged in an area. When they saw the people below shouting long live and loyalty, a group of whites and blacks looked at each other.

"It seems that our Mr. Victor's ambitions are not small. Those who didn't know it thought it was Hit X standing on Tepeya Mountain." Someone said this out of the blue. Everyone looked over, but turned their heads at the same time.

British!

This is a bit heartbreaking.

The name Hitt Talk shows in beer halls.

Typically one person kills an industry.

Now comparing Victor to that devil, the British are trying to cause trouble. It is said...

Of course, it is said that CIA6 suspects that the bombing in London has a lot to do with Mexico, and even suspects that Hydra has a lot to do with Victor. Of course, no one knows what the relationship is.

"Fuck your fucking shit!"

Just when the British were still talking nonsense, an angry shout rang out. The special envoy turned his head and saw a short, fat man standing up, pointing at him and scolding him, speaking in English and Spanish, "You British People are just messing around like shit, don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”

"Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you?"

This person is clearly Nicolás Maro Moro, who has made progress in Venezuela. He heard that his boss was going to hold an Independence Day celebration, so he came over with his people. When he heard what the British guy said, he was very dissatisfied with Europe and the United States. It broke out.

When he stood up, he pointed at the other person and lifted the chair in his hands, wanting to rush over and fuck him.

Fortunately, the people next to me were holding me back, and the guards came up to stop me when they saw something was wrong. Otherwise, it would have been really beautiful.

Nicolas Maro Moreau is a worker. Not to mention his fist and kick skills, he can punch you with such force that the shit will come out of you.

The British man had a dark face and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Barbarian!"

"I'm a barbarian, what's wrong? Come here, your mother and I will have a civilized child..." Nicolas Maro Moreau's ears were quite sensitive, and he heard it immediately.

"snort!"

The British "gentleman" had never seen such a person before. He folded his hands, changed his position, and looked gloomy. He had already thought about how to go back and report to his superiors to prevent Nicolas Maro Moreau from taking the stage.

Otherwise, he will completely break up with Britain, which is not in our interests.

Especially I admire Victor very much...

Suggestion...

Kill him!

The British envoy glanced at an ordinary middle-aged woman wearing glasses behind him. The other party was an entourage of MI6 who was responsible for security and intelligence communication.

The woman obviously knew his look and nodded at him.

A "verbal" dispute was temporarily stopped. Many representatives looked regretful. They thought they could see real people fighting each other.

What a pity...

The "Tepeya Mountain Fengshan Ceremony" lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon, and the personnel slowly left one after another.

The representatives left in a special car. They will return to the hotel to rest and participate in Independence Day the next day.

Victor sat in the special car, and the incident just now reached his ears at the first time.

"Nicholas is really the best brother." He said with a smile, and seemed very satisfied with the other party's protection. He paused, "The British are still so arrogant."

The driver, bodyguard and entourage in the car were all quiet and did not dare to speak.

It was Casare who continued, "Boss, do you want me to take people to kill them?"

Victor turned his head and looked at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "We are regular soldiers, do you think we are gangsters?!"

Casare smiled honestly, "Isn't it because I'm not smart enough that I can only stay by your side to learn? But I will do whatever you say, boss. I will go through fire and water if you tell me..."

"Okay, okay." Victor waved his hand before he finished speaking, pointing at him helplessly.

But everyone felt that the general's anger had subsided a little.

Sure enough...

Mr. Casare still has a way.

Only he can say such a thing, and others dare not say anything.

The relationship between the two is envied by many people.

Of course, Victor dotes on him so much, and many people below are dissatisfied. It is said that the newly established "Anti-Corruption Bureau" received 12 anonymous letters reporting Casare's corruption in two days.

But they were all burned by Victor's orders.

He even told George Smiley that he didn't need to worry about Casare in the future. If he wanted to report, he should use his real name. How could anyone who hid behind the scenes bring down a high-level official with a false accusation?

"There must be no trouble with the public security tomorrow. Keep an eye on those delegations. Some people just can't stand us doing well."

"Well, the American representatives are here today. How should we welcome them?" Casare asked.

"Who is coming?"

"It's the deputy secretary of defense, four-star general Mason Leonard, who has a good relationship with Donald. It is said that the two are classmates in the military academy."

"Then you go to greet them in person. Give them face. Don't say we don't understand reason later."

"Okay!" Casare nodded vigorously.

Victor turned his eyes to the outside of the car, saw the high-rise buildings passing by, and squinted slightly.

He prepared a big gift package for the guests tomorrow.

I guarantee that you will not be able to sleep well after seeing it!

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