Chapter 435 Era? Whose era!
Victor knew who it was without the other party having to tell him.
It is nothing more than some capital headed by the Rothschild family.
I have mentioned before why America is threatened by capitalists?
Because the 3 trillion in national debt belongs to the Zionist capital led by him, and 36 Wall Street tycoons contributed funds. They purchased the national debt and belong to the country's creditors.
To a certain extent they represent the will of Zionism.
There are almost no organizations that you can know that are not in cahoots with them. The Pentagon usually provides them with services like a grandpa. Why does it want to send the other party to see his wife now?
As for the Angsa Consortium, there are actually Jews in it, but the separatism they advocate complements and helps each other to a certain extent, but there are mutual prohibitions in certain areas, such as high-level military officials.
It’s just complicated anyway.
The United States has long ceased to be a world of pure white people.
White people are wandering, black people are robbing, and Indians are flying around looking at their scalps...
The seeds of the "skin-changing tactic" were planted in the United States from the very beginning.
Victor became interested and sat upright, "Mr. Donald, why did they mess with you?"
The old man was quiet for a moment and said vaguely, "You don't need to worry about these, I just want to ask you if you can do it?!"
Emperor Wei squinted his eyes and tapped the chair with his fingers, "We want to establish an overseas drug control zone in Sri Lanka."
Donald raised his eyebrows.
The Asia strategy has always been the Pentagon's strategy. Isn't the meaning of the other party's words very obvious?
Let me tell you, I hope you will cooperate with me and don't cause trouble for me.
“Do we still need to station troops overseas to control drugs?”
"There are crimes hidden everywhere in the Golden Triangle. Sir, I am now the Director of the United Nations Anti-Narcotics Agency. From an official and private perspective, I have the obligation and responsibility to help people in need!"
"The cause of counternarcotics does not belong to Mexico alone."
"Also belongs to all the people!"
Wow, it's sublimated instantly.
Donald, who was dedicated to being a troublemaker in the world, suddenly felt a little trembling in his heart.
Not to mention Casare next to him, who gave a thumbs up to his elder brother very well.
Victor was so impressed by what he said... that he thought he was a good person.
"I was almost moved by what you said."
The old defense chief said quietly, "If we don't agree, won't you station troops in Sri Lanka?"
"You don't agree... that's of no use. This is a notice of equality, not an opinion."
"Sometimes there is really no need to be so strong, Victor, he is not friendly to anyone." The other person said with a frown.
"Sorry, I have a straight personality. I just stated the facts, and some people were unhappy. Mr. Donald, don't worry, our interests are the same. Only when I am better can you be better. Whoever made you unhappy? That’s what makes me unhappy, don’t those Jews give you a headache?”
"Okay, as long as you nod, we will collect his body when the time comes."
Such a decisive decision made the old man feel in a dilemma. After a few vague words, he hung up the phone without saying anything else.
"Damn, the plan is on me." Victor snorted coldly and handed the phone back to the secretary.
"Boss, why do you say that? I saw that Donald was really angry when he called. Some people must have irritated him. Maybe he is really in trouble." Casare leaned over and said.
"He is an American. Why would he tell me something related to the system and the country? Just because of the so-called cooperative relationship we have verbally?"
Victor frowned and touched his pocket, but the fat man still caught his eye. He quickly took out the camel from his right pocket and handed it over, and helped light the cigarette.
He always carries two packs of cigarettes when he goes out, one for himself and one for his boss.
What is this called?
Plan ahead.
"He wants us to get rid of the so-called Jewish capital headed by the Rothschild family, then we will have the leverage in his hands. When he turns his back and pushes us out, even if those people can't kill us, they can still make us sick. For a while.”
Casare nodded in understanding, "But we can also tell you it's him."
"Are you sure he belongs to Onsa or Judaea?"
This question immediately silenced him.
"They want to use me as the leader in their internal struggle? Cooperation is fine, but if you want me to take the blame, that's not okay."
Victor sees things very clearly, and he has one purpose: mutual utilization, fair transactions, and coexistence of risks and benefits.
But there is no benefit at all in helping him kill Rothschild, so what should I do?
He glanced at the interrogation conference...
The ground was full of broken limbs, and Velupillai Prabhakar's family members did not suffer any particular pain when they died.
Anyway, just pull it...
Tsk tsk tsk…
Oh, by the way, some of the rings are relatively small. After all, the wheels have to be tilted down. There is a disabled person inside, who is Velupillai’s cousin. Logically speaking, disabled people should have preferential treatment.
It was the general who signed the order not to let him live alone and to have a companion on the road together.
The lame man was missing a leg, and when the Hummer was dismembered, one car was missing to save costs.
"Let's go..."
Victor stood up, and a group of senior executives behind him hurriedly followed him. When Casare left, he couldn't help but look back and saw the dirt everywhere, and he symbolically recited Amitabha.
Belief in God is not allowed in Mexico!
This interrogation meeting was broadcast live...
And there was no mosaic, and there was no reminder to leave if you are under 18 years old, so many people in front of the TV saw it.
According to statistics from Mexican television, approximately 40 million people around the world watched this "interrogation conference."
Many people called Mexican government agencies to complain about this inhumane behavior, and some even cursed on the phone.
But…
Are you surprised that no one came to protest at the gate of the National Palace?
It seems that they are just talking about it!
And when the Mexican cyber department published the crimes of these people online, as well as the entire process of the Fourth Battalion’s killing of Velupillai Prabhakaran, there was even more praise for Victor on the forum.
Many people agree with his use of thunderous tactics against criminals!
At the very least it will deter anyone who wants to commit a crime.
Goebbels took the opportunity to register Victor's account on the American BBS website, Mexico's CBRS, and Asia's "Great Wall Station".
And there is a dedicated person to maintain it, and a lot of photos of Victor's work will be posted, and he will say hello on the Internet.
He immediately became the first "leader" to reap the benefits of the Internet.
Many people left messages below him.
As soon as Victor was fine, he watched every piece of news in the office.
"Boss, look, there are still women here who are wooing you." Casare flipped through the message list and turned his head with a smile.
Wei Huang held a cigarette in his hand, lay down and glanced at it, and saw that it read:
"I have to admit, you are the most masculine man I have ever seen. You make me want to GC. I think of you every night and want to crawl onto your chest. On the 77th day of loving you, Mr. Victor - From dormitory so-and-so at the University of Southern California”? ? ?
When the Internet started, there were all kinds of monsters and monsters.
It’s really a brilliant place…
But after all, Victor had experienced the influence of later generations on the Internet. He seemed very calm. He patted Casare's shoulder with his palm and said, "Can you be sure whether the person sitting across from you is a man or a woman?"
Fatty Ka, who was smiling, suddenly stiffened, and then trembled.
A picture naturally appeared in my mind...
A big man who was buttoning his feet sat in front of the computer and looked at Victor's photo, and then typed two words: Brother~
Casare felt his Adam's apple rolling, and smiled, "Should... probably not."
Victor smiled and said nothing.
Nowadays, people haven’t really shown their true nature. When you meet LGBT people in the future, you will know that there is still such a group of people in the human race.
Dong Dong Dong~
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
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Victor shouted, lifted the tea cup on the table, and took a sip of hot water. The temperature had dropped too quickly recently, and he had a cold, and his nose was a little blocked.
George Smiley walked in, "General, something happened in the United States."
"While the CEO of Citigroup One was on vacation in Manhattan, he was suddenly attacked by a shark and bitten, and died on the spot."
"An executive in charge of health insurance at Metropolitan Group, the largest insurance company in the United States, was shot dead on his way to get off work. The murderers were two masked black men..."
"And here are the Rothschilds..."
George Smiley had a lot of information in his hands and handed it over one after another.
Victor put down the cup and took it over to take a look. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became...
"Hell, does God need a bunch of people who manage money?" Casare made a joke, but... it was a bit cold.
"It seems that our General Donald is planning to regain his glory. Have the backgrounds of these people been checked?"
George Smiley nodded, "They are all supporting me from behind..."
Victor understood immediately, but he didn't understand. They were all wearing the same pair of pants. Why would Donald want to operate on them?
Could it be...
Can't pay back the money?
Really kill the creditor?
"Let's find out carefully what the reason is. Donald is not a very emotional person. Something must have happened inside. If you have any news, tell me as soon as possible."
George Smiley responded.
Victor held the teacup and sighed, "It's so rough to do this."
Pentagon.
Office of the Secretary of Defense.
The curtains are drawn, it looks gloomy, and the air conditioner is turned on, but there is still a lot of sweat on Donald's face. In these months?
It’s almost November.
The old guy also looked a little nervous...
Jingle bell bell!
The phone symbolizing power on the table rang suddenly. No one knew who it was on the other side. Donald picked up the phone and chatted for a few words, then yelled, "That's enough! Now you still want to escape?"
"This is what has been done. Five trillion national debts. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, we need to quickly announce to the world that our era has come. How many people and forces on this planet are waiting for us to liquidate. I don't have time to talk to them here. What is the division of interests?”
"The military needs money from them, but they want to send the money to Israel? Faq, they are Americans!"
"It is absolutely impossible to blackmail us with national debt."
The old man shouted in a low voice, feeling a little excited.
But it can be seen from between the lines that he really doesn't have much affection for those capitalists.
The person opposite didn't know what he said to him, and his expression slowly calmed down, "We have already negotiated the bottom line. As long as they love America and build an American dream together, then things will be easy to discuss."
"Okay, I won't make any moves, and I won't send out the army."
The look on Donald's face after hanging up the phone was wonderful.
"I'm not wrong!"
"What Victor can do, I can do too!"
He plans to take the opportunity to suppress the plutocrats who are ready to make moves. He also intends to improve welfare benefits for the military and, most importantly, ask Congress to approve more budgets.
He plans to…
First eliminate Haiti, then support the independence of Bosnia and Herzegovina, and then use troops against Iraq.
In the territory under Saddam's command, oil is too attractive. The US military needs it, and the most important thing is to expand its influence.
Also, according to CIA intelligence, since the end of the Gulf Group, Saddam seemed to be much more normal. He began to understand his foreign policy and began to change his strategies. The most important thing is that it is said that he is contacting Victor, hoping to get Intercontinental missile?
Donald didn't know where this information came from. Anyway, it was given by the CIA. He couldn't question Victor because the other party would attack him.
Regardless of whether it's correct or not, I can't deal with Victor anyway, so why can't I still deal with you?
Anyway, we all have grudges, and we do them in the morning and in the evening.
Anyone who stands in the way of my "Great American Dream" will die.
Donald actually has this kind of mentality now...
The few years he was in politics were the most brutal and anxious period of the Cold War. Faced with the vigorous international communist movement, the United States was a little tired of coping. After the Cuban Missile Crisis ended, Kennedy seemed to have won the situation, but in fact he was forced to surrender. Turkey's missile bases were withdrawn, and the United States did not take advantage.
When he was an Illinois congressman, he shouted loudly: Use force against the Soviet Union!
A typical very, very tough Cold War elite.
Moreover, he is a war maniac. He hopes to launch one or two wars during his term. Anyone who has read his book knows that he is very disdainful of the Gulf War.
"The bloat shown by the United States in the war was suffocating. It took half a year just to mobilize troops from Europe and the mainland. This was simply a torture. The US military also bullied Iraq because it was a small country and did not have the ability to strike cross-border. and determination. When the United States faces a powerful country, it is difficult for the US military to be so calm, and the outcome of the war will be difficult to say
After he came to power for the second time, he made a tough speech and wanted to "kill all the enemies of the United States." This statement was in line with American public opinion.
Don't think he's bragging.
Three months after taking office, he planned to cut most of the European bases. He believed that the Soviet Union was almost dead and there was no need to build so many bases on the border.
Also, get rid of the bullshit tank heavy brigades and replace them with composite brigades.
He is the "warlord of the Pentagon" and he is very ruthless. Even if he is defeated by Victor, it is because the latter is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes.
Originally, he wanted to borrow the hand of the "cheap grandson-in-law".
But the other party was not fooled...
Donald sometimes felt that Victor was more dangerous than the whole world combined.
He walked to the window and looked into the distance...
"Times..."
"Whose era?!"
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(End of chapter)