Chapter 424 Dasha eats pizza—silly batch!
At this time, Nima’s dirty words were deafening!
Casare looked around, and the expressions of all the representatives were even more exciting than Hollywood. The heads of the British representatives in the back almost shrank into their buttocks in front.
In the past, you called me a moron, and I wanted to argue with you, just to express my uninhibitedness.
But now, you see me like a worm seeing the sky!
Please think carefully before speaking, I promise... you won’t talk too much nonsense.
The American Mason Leonard next to him slowly sat down. He tried his best to look calm, crossed his hands on his chest, and tried to look calm, but he looked at the missile vehicle …
But the corners of his eyes were still trembling slightly, and the fingers were pinching hard.
My face suddenly turned red, as if my blood pressure had risen.
Now Victor is really using his beauty to command the heroes.
12,500 kilometers…
Mason Leonard is already thinking about whether to "jump one" for Victor.
"Mexico and the United States have a very serious historical misunderstanding, including 2 million square kilometers of land."
Suddenly a faint word came to Mason Leonard's ears, he Like a stimulated rabbit, he jumped up and turned his head in fear, only to see Victor looking at him with a half-smiling expression.
Mason Leonard is in the same group as Donald. This group of people has one characteristic. They are all hawks. They typically don’t take tough measures. If it were before, they would have been slapped.
But a hawk can actually be a conservative...
Depends on who the enemy is.
Look below is a phalanx of SS-25 intercontinental missiles. They are just sleeping pills. If one goes down, many people will have to sleep together for a long time.
Mason Leonard was silent for a while, and finally spoke, "That is history, times are always progressing, and we should jointly follow the new order of peaceful development after World War II."
Poof…
Casare next to him immediately laughed and waved his hands, "Sorry, I just like to laugh. As you know, chubby people have better personalities."
George Smiley was also there. He pressed hard on his side and lowered his head.
Americans say he follows peace.
Just like the Soviets said he didn’t drink, the Indians said he wasn’t lewd, and the Koreans said he was as big as his DD, it was like a fool eating pizza—silly batch!
Victor looked deeply at the military formation on the main road without speaking. The Yankee looked at him nervously, as if coaxing a "child with a bomb", telling him, "Don't , from now on, you are an adult, let’s talk.”
"You are right. What is lost is lost after all, and there is no point in getting it again. But we need benefits. If we have SS-25, there is no point in pretending to be my little brother, right?" He said, gently said with a smile.
Okay... Heshan.
This is a very open statement. Tell General Mason Leonard that I ask for the cake to be redistributed.
Don’t agree?
Then flip the table!
The American representatives were unusually quiet. Mr. Deputy Defense Minister felt as if his chest was pressed by a stone, and his breathing was a little short and uncomfortable.
"Let someone who can speak to us come. We will conduct a test launch at the end of November, but the location coordinates have not been confirmed yet. I hope it will satisfy us."
Next to Nicolas Maro Moreau sat on the left side of Victor. He heard clearly what the two of them were talking about, and he didn't dare to move!
But the eyes are shining.
It turns out…
It turns out that the Americans are not invincible.
They will be scared too.
Victor's casual words were like giving instructions to a subordinate.
Nicolas Maro Moreau glanced out of the corner of his eye.
The Americans... sit very upright.
The appearance of SS-25 made everyone here shudder and feel uninterested. Then there were two kinds of things, either it was broken or it was unwilling.
At 11 a.m., the military parade reached its final stage.
It’s a mass demonstration.
Oh, it has been approved.
They walked through the main street holding 170 Years of Independence slogans, and some held a bust of Victor!
This was all Goebbels' idea.
What does it mean...
It is to establish his image as a "Father of the Nation". The anti-drug cause is the rebirth of Mexico.
What is the difference between this and a new beginning?
Personality, showmanship, and political performance are the three pillars of a mature politician.
Victor stood up, walked to the viewing platform, and waved downwards. The 3,999 "people" below cheered even louder.
It sounds a little confusing...
The hair of these people is a bit short, and the young and capable guys look very cute with their big front teeth.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a very clear sound, almost inaudible among the cheers. You see, none of the representatives next to you heard it clearly. However, the captain of the guard, Joseph Joffre, who was standing next to him, changed his face and was about to rush over. , and saw the general standing next to the viewing platform using gestures to signal them not to come closer.
He looked at the passing phalanx below with a smile on his face.
As the final salute sounded, the Independence Day celebration came to an end. Victor and the American representatives were surrounded by a group of people and left, talking and laughing with each other.
"Go and ask what happened!" Joseph Joffre whispered to the bodyguard of the Guard, who nodded, and together with people from the intelligence department, seven or eight big men jumped from the viewing platform. Run towards the source of the gunfire.
In a sewer on the main road, four or five police officers from the special police company beat and kicked a thin woman. Her combat boots were so thick that when she stepped on them, she felt like her uterus was shaking. Gotta be beaten out.
They were already irritated when they were in the sewers. What do you think when they see their brother troops stealing the show above and you breathing in the disgusting stench below?
A beam of light shone through the sewer hatch above the head, and a police officer with the rank of lieutenant stood nearby. He raised his head and saw someone coming down.
"Presidential Guard." The leader took out his ID.
The police officer looked at it carefully, then nodded and pointed at the woman, "It was the person who made the gunshot just now. She used a homemade double-barreled firearm, but it exploded when she fired. , when she wanted to continue, she was held down by plainclothes."
“She was less than 200 meters away from the viewing platform and was mixed in with the crowd. But these people have been censored. Why is there such a thing? I want to understand.”
The bodyguards of the Presidential Guard flashed their eyes when they heard this.
There must be a group of people here who are going to be unlucky.
It’s simply weird...
Even with all the precautions, this kind of thing still happens.
But after thinking about it, Sadat in Egypt was killed by his own people.
A wise man will make a mistake after all his considerations!
When the time comes, we will definitely not be able to escape accountability.
The guard bodyguard pushed away the policeman from the Special Police Company. When he looked down, he saw that the woman had turned into a man after being beaten. Her clothes were all torn. The most important thing is...it looked like silicone Everyone got kicked out?
There is already less air coming in and less air coming out.
Her face was covered with blood, she opened her eyes hard and wanted to reach out.
The bodyguard stepped on her face and looked at the intelligence officer next to her, "You guys are taking her away? You won't die on the way, right?"
"No, we are professionals." The Intelligence Bureau was very cold. Someone took out a syringe from his arms and injected it into the assassin.
Take adrenaline with you? !
As expected, they are all big perverts!
"I hope to know the clues soon. Sir, I don't have much patience." The bodyguard looked at the other party deeply and said.
At this time, Victor was entertaining representatives from various countries at a luncheon.
Some people came over very enthusiastically, bowed and said hello, and some even gave a thumbs up and praised Victor's anti-drug methods, saying that drug dealers should be eliminated physically.
These people...
Many of them have criticized his methods at the United Nations.
It can only be said that the truth is within range.
The British representative was hiding nearby like a loser. He asked the accompanying CIA6 cadres, "Why does Mexico have intercontinental missiles? Why don't we know about it? Where is your intelligence?"
The other party was a little embarrassed. "We haven't received any news."
"Nonsense! Can such a big thing be transformed by itself?"
CIA6 officers laughed sarcastically He hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, "Sir, do you think there is such a possibility?" , Did they really appear suddenly, or are they aliens?”
The British representative was tired of scolding just now, and was taking a sip of red wine when he heard this and spit it out, choking. There was also red wine in his nose. He didn't bother to wipe it off. He turned to look at the other person and cursed, but he still had to suppress his voice.
"Feeling? Falk! I feel that you CIA 6 are all trash. This is not a feeling, this is true!!! Congress gave you so much money in one year, and you actually said that aliens, you should write science fiction novels , not an agent.”
The CIA 6 officers shrank their heads and did not dare to raise their heads after being scolded.
He had a gut feeling...
He would be out of a job.
Hey~
The workers are just like cattle and horses, they are difficult to maintain!
The luncheon lasted until about three o'clock, and then slowly ended. Everyone was a mature politician and would not get drunk. It would be easy to lose status, but he drank a lot. Victor was, When she was sent home, Krista Schroeder was holding her child when she heard the noise.
Seeing that he was a little drunk, she hurriedly helped him sit on the sofa, and then asked the servant to get hot water. Christa brought it over and wiped his face.
"Why drink so much? Wine is not a good thing."
Joseph Joffre smiled awkwardly.
"It's okay. I'm happy today. You didn't see the faces of Americans. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's great!" Victor shouted, as if to spit out the depression in his chest. He stood up and opened his hands, "I am a Mexican from 170 In the past few years, there has been internal chaos and external defeats. As for the decline in morale and the fall of the country, this situation has been completely reversed starting from today!"
"From now on, the offense and defense have changed!"
Joseph Jiafei and others quietly changed. looked at him with admiration and madness in his eyes.
Christa Schroeder, the secretary-turned-mistress, also looked at him with love. Who doesn’t want their man to be a hero?
Victor fell back, sat on the sofa and snored lightly.
He actually fell asleep like that.
Young people feel great.
Just when Xiafei and others were about to help him go upstairs, they heard footsteps running in from outside. They were some bodyguards. Xiafei saw him and looked at the sleeping man again. Victor, hesitant.
Christa Schroeder waved her hand towards him and made a shushing gesture.
But who knew, Victor opened his eyes again as soon as he was excited, and turned his head as if he had a telepathic connection, "What? How long have I been asleep?"
When he said this, everyone around him became a little quiet.
Actually, being the boss is not as easy as you think. Look at those leaders, they age faster than anyone else, and they are also under great pressure when they enjoy power.
Social pressure, public opinion pressure, etc.
Victor is at least 7 years older than his peers, and during the physical examination, the doctor said that his body needs exercise and he needs to stay up less late.
He slept about four or five hours a day, and when the situation was serious, he didn't close his eyes for 72 hours.
If you want to be prominent in front of others, you have to suffer behind others.
Victor always thinks that he is not a gifted politician, but he is trying to learn...
The glory of brothers lies in me!
"What happened again?" Victor asked looking at the bodyguard standing at the door.
The latter glanced at his captain, and when he saw the other person nodded, he nodded, "The interrogation about the shooting that happened in the afternoon came out. They belong to a guerrilla group in Guatemala. They want to cause trouble and then expand their influence. .”
"That's it?"
"That's it. They want to cause trouble to attract more anti-Mexican people to join and expand the organization. Most importantly, the Latin American drug trafficking group announced that all organizations and individuals are welcome to sign up. The organization must If you want to join, you must do something in Mexico. They will propose a problem, such as assigning a bank explosion or causing trouble on an important holiday. As long as you succeed, you can get investment from Latin American drug cartels.”
This trick is more poisonous.
Victor was taking the towel from Krista Schroeder's hand and wiping his face. Hearing these words, his hands stopped. "Pablo, you still live too long, and your hands Stretched long enough, haven't you found his residence yet?"
Joseph Joffre bent over, "I'll call George Smiley over."
Victor nodded.
He shook his head at the bodyguard, and someone quickly called him smartly.
Victor looked at Krista, "I want to eat the noodles you ordered."
The mistress responded and ran to the kitchen to get busy.
About ten minutes later, George Smiley arrived, sweating.
"How much information do you know about the Latin American drug cartel? Hasn't Pablo found it yet?"
George complained in his heart, but he hurriedly replied, "The information will be collected. Pablo hid it a little deep, but some people have heard that We saw someone who looked like him in a small town under the Rocky Mountains, but we didn’t investigate the details. He hadn’t appeared for a long time. We all suspected I suspect he’s dead.”
“No, he won’t die.”
Victor shook his head, with a solemn look on his face, “He won’t die, he’s just getting more and more cunning. Appearing in front of any electronic product, his command became more and more hidden. "
The main reason was that the beheadings were too frequent, which scared him.
What is hidden in the dark is the most dangerous.
Puppet governments like Popovich can just sweep them away, but look, Pablo is hiding in the Rocky Mountains and has some surprises for you.
The head is as big as an ox.
“Intensify your efforts and be sure to keep an eye on Pablo’s relatives and friends, even if his dog comes out of heat.”
Victor raised his head.
However, it seemed obvious that he hadn't had enough sleep and had forgotten that he could check people at any time.
Drinking too much. . .
“I have a hunch that Pablo and the Cali Group in Colombia will be more difficult to deal with than those in Mexico!”
“You have to eat one bite at a time, but one table needs to come to two tables. Guests, just turn off the table, my master, I will eat, they will eat shit."
"Get rid of the southern drug cartel first."
"Let the Secretariat prepare a manuscript. The main thing is to say that I hope the people in the southern camp will surrender and I can forget about it!"
George Smiley and Joseph Joffre looked at each other.
Let bygones be bygones?
That means grabbing the chicken and pulling it hard.
I can’t even say this.
The Southern camp is a drug dealer, not a fool.
But...
What if we meet so many fools?
"Also, the Armored Corps was formed. Colonel Hegent von Strawitz, the president of the Mexican Armor Academy, was transferred to the commander of the Armored Corps and promoted to lieutenant general. Kull, commander of the Tank Regiment of the 1st Marine Division of the Northern Army Te Konisper was promoted to deputy commander, major general, and was responsible for 4 armored divisions and 2 infantry regiments."
"Recruit key members from schools and troops and quickly establish them."
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"Next year I will use them to bulldoze the South!"
These have been discussed before, but the order is just issued now.
Victor’s troop establishment...
has been further expanded!
……
(End of this chapter)