Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 366: Casare, are you lacking in maternal love?

Chapter 366: Casare, are you lacking in maternal love?
Victor still has some dignity.

At least no troop carriers were used to transport these American "pigs".

When the motorcade drove into Tijuana from the airport, there were no police cars leading the way and no crowds lining the streets to welcome her, which made Diane Rodham very unhappy. She liked to enjoy the respect of everyone.

Sitting in the car, he wiped his face vigorously with a wet wipe, the place where Casare had just touched, gritting his teeth, "I must chop off his claws!"

Donald Rumsfeld was in the same car with her. He glanced at her and said nothing. "How dare you chop off Casare?"
Tomorrow I will let you understand what it means to have a big penis and good sex.

Do you really think this is America?

He looked out the window into the distance. Tijuana was very prosperous, really... very prosperous.

This was not his first time to come to this important northern city, but the last time he came, you could see hooligans sitting on roadside railings smoking everywhere, and you could also see drug dealers doing open transactions in pickup trucks.

And now...

There are policemen at 500 meters, police cars at 1,000 meters, and Vulcan guns at 3 kilometers...

You want to sell drugs?
Even if you rob here, you will be pinned to the ground before you can run far. Tijuana can be said to be a place of peace and harmony.

"Evil will always be dealt with by evil," muttered Donald Rumsfeld.

"What did you say?" Diane Rodham turned her head and asked with a frown.

"nothing."

Donald paused and said seriously, "Diane, although we are in different parties, we are here for the interests of the United States. I hope you understand that in Mexico, don't offend Victor!!"

Diane Rodham sneered when she heard this.

She was very unhappy with the old man and thought he was simply hypocritical. When she met her husband while she was in school, he was already a well-known playboy.

There are a thousand girls in the school, and he is with 999 of them.

Once he was with a mistress and his husband liked her very much.

Diane Rodham told her husband, "If you are not with me, I will make it impossible for you to go into politics. If you are with me, I will support you to reach the highest position!"

Her husband is very afraid of her, but is also afraid that the third party will tell others.

Diane Rodham said she would leave it to her, so she found the girl at night and told her to leave her husband, otherwise she would report her as a prostitute in the media and ask the school to expel her. If she was obedient and left peacefully, she would give her some money.

The other party was just an ordinary student. He got scared when he heard it and ran away directly. This was her first stop.

Later, she helped her husband resolve dozens of "reputation disputes" all related to women.

Donald Rumsfeld criticized her publicly, saying, "A woman like a poisonous scorpion!"

So, the two people don't get along very well.

Representing the United States jointly in negotiations is also a common practice among American political parties.

Hearing the other party's "words", Diane Rodham laughed angrily and said, "I am a vicious woman, I can't bear your words, you should take care of yourself. Oh, your granddaughter is having an affair with Victor, we are all dead, and you are fine."

Donald Rumsfeld was so angry that his blood pressure soared. He snorted coldly and said, "I don't care whether you live or die!"

The driver shuddered and felt a "big terror" behind him.

Dick dick~
The loudspeakers on the roadside were playing passionate music.

"Welcome to His Majesty's City, Tijuana!!!"

The convoy drove to the "Peace Hotel", which is directly operated by the Governor's Office. There were soldiers guarding the hotel. There was a Mi-8 on the roof, as well as a rescue helicopter. Even the windows were bulletproof, and the walls could withstand the impact of RG-60TB grenades.

It is specially used for accommodation of foreign representatives and those who come to Tijuana to report on their work.

The doorman pushed the American delegation's luggage upstairs.

"Everyone, have a good rest." Casare said with a smile.

"When will Victor meet us?"

Fatty Ka looked at Diane Rodham who was speaking, still with that harmless smile, "The Governor will see you."

Meeting?!
This word made the American delegation very unhappy.

They have always been the ones who bully others. Even an ordinary person can be an emperor in a small African country. You, Mexico, have been suppressed by us for hundreds of years. What qualifications do you have to say this? !
Diane Rodham stood in front angrily. She was just as tall as Casare's shoulders and looked up at him. "Our business is very important!"

Casare stretched out his hand and the other party stepped back.

Like a scared...little bunny?

If this gets out, she will definitely be slandered by tabloids. She has a good relationship with her husband, although they have their own affairs.

Casare laughed so hard that his chin was shaking. In addition, he had gained some weight recently, so his chin was more prominent than some frying pans. He put his hand under his nose and sniffed, looking intoxicated.

abnormal!
"It's a nice scent. Be obedient in Tijuana. I'd be sad if you died."

Casare stared at Diane Rodham with a strange look, which made her feel uncomfortable all over. Finally, Donald stood up and said, "Sir, please let Victor see us as soon as possible."

"No problem, I'll pass it on."

He smiled, tugged at his suit, glanced at Diane Rodham, turned around and left. When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "If your husband can't satisfy you, you can come to me."

Even though she is a big shot in the United States, she can't handle such dirty talk.

All the Americans nearby looked at Diane Rodham with strange expressions. Those who were not of high status looked at her cautiously, while those who were of high status looked her up and down.

Hi, you know what, even though she’s in her forties, her skin is really nice.

"Ahem, that's enough, go back to your room and rest. Also, everyone, be careful about what to say and what not to say." Mr. Donald stood up and said, and after looking at Diane Rodham, he went upstairs first with the people from his party.

The Republicans were left staring at each other.

"go!"

Finally, Diane Rodham gritted her teeth and snorted.

At this time, the atmosphere in the meeting hall of the Governor's Palace - the State Palace was very warm. The reporters arranged by Propaganda Minister Goebbels were very polite and did not ask any questions that would make everyone unhappy.

You see, this is very good.

After the meeting, Victor and his group went to the lunch party, where they chatted and drank a lot of wine.

"I heard that the Governor's soldiers are engaged in a firefight in Nuevo León?" asked a dark-skinned man with glasses in fluent Spanish.

The people around looked over.

"My warriors are taking back Nuevo León. A broken Mexico is not what I want, but a Mexico ruled by drug dealers is what I hate. Let's work together for a new ideal!"

"I love them, and I hope my soldiers stay safe on the front lines. Respect them."

Victor raised the red wine in his hand and said.

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the victory.

“I also heard that a company of 300 people held off two regiments of 4000 drug traffickers for several hours, and it caused quite a stir on the Internet.” The Ugandan official who spoke had a tone of amazement in his voice.

300 people VS 4000!

This record is simply outrageous in modern warfare.

Are they all available on the Internet?

In fact, the 90s was the time when the Internet was taking off, especially Mexico, which is very close to the United States, and was also carried away by this trend, coupled with Victor's deliberate guidance.

In April 1991, the Mexican Computer Center was established and a forum was set up where people could post messages, which greatly provided entertainment to the public.

Computers are a bit expensive right now, but once Mexico’s parts industry improves, these won’t be a problem. If that doesn’t work, we can just use official smuggling!
Send some "chamber pots" to take people to the United States to buy them.

Currently, computer users in Mexico live in several large cities in the north, with a number of over 20, while the number of household computers in the United States at the same time is 330 million.

It's a far cry.

The battle for "Village de Savillian" was also the first battle of the Mexican Northern Army to be spread on the Internet.

Almost all of North America, no, even the whole world, as long as they post spam on the forum, knows about this war.

There are even photos!

Video? At that time, BBS was not that powerful.

But even so.

The scene of Phyllis carrying two people at once also made many headlines. Next to the destroyed car, a brave warrior was carrying his comrade forward.

Many people also called to ask what happened in the end.

But it must be said that this photo brought great popularity to Victor and the Northern Army.

It also makes more young people feel a kind of "yearning" for the anti-drug war in Mexico?

Stupid, is war something you long for?

They just think it's cool.

Victor's eyes were slightly red, and he passed the glass to someone else, tears welling up in his eyes. "The A Company, A Battalion, 336th Regiment, th Marine Division, was originally reorganized from the Mexican Army. Their company commander, Captain Helvin Sandoval, is an outstanding commander, a passionate soldier, and a man who loves life very much. He has his own children and a wife who loves him, but he has dedicated his life to the whole of Mexico."

"He is the real hero!"

As he spoke, tears began to flow uncontrollably from his eyes.

"People outside only see their courage in the war, but I see my soldiers and my brothers fighting for the cause of drug control!"

"With such hope, we will definitely defeat the enemy. If I fall, my son is still here. If my son falls, my grandson is still here. In the future, I will kill all the drug dealers on this planet. I want them to think of me, Victor, when they see drugs!"

"We will stick to this path until death!"

There was thunderous applause.

Little fan, Nicolás Maro Moro from Venezuela clapped his hands until they turned red.

Luz Inácio Lu da Silva became even more determined to ask Victor to send soldiers into Rio de Janeiro to help fight drug abuse!

Ugandan officials were also infected. "Excuse me sir...can I see them?"

Victor was quiet.

"Tomorrow, they will arrive in Tijuana on a special plane, they will be buried in the national cemetery, and we will hold a memorial service for them."

“Please allow us to participate. We Ugandans treat warriors with the utmost sincerity.”

The official said solemnly.

Of course Victor would not refuse, so he nodded in agreement. Seeing this, others also came over.

It means to bow and show respect.

After lunch, someone will take them to rest.

It is impossible to hold a meeting every minute, so if they want to have some fun, they can go for a walk around Tijuana.

"Minister Kaye, do we need to welcome the spirit?" a Ugandan official asked the black man with glasses.

The other person's eyes sparkled with wisdom, and he lowered his voice, "Once we have a good relationship, we can naturally ask him to buy some weapons that we don't have."

In other words, the former is his younger brother, otherwise, he would not explain.

The other party suddenly realized, "Then I will be more sincere tomorrow."

Kai nodded and looked at his watch. "Let's go and take a break. We'll go to Tijuana in the afternoon. There are still many things we can learn from Victor."

“Otherwise, after Yoweri Kaguta is overthrown, none of us will be able to govern the country.”

Ok…

The delegation was discussing overthrowing their own boss.

This is very African.

Kai tilted his glasses up...

Uganda had not originally planned to send a delegation this time, but he heard that Mexico had a lot of American equipment, even including bombers and artillery, as well as the embargoed...thermobaric bombs!

Victor likes to drop "thermobaric bombs" too much. This thing can't be hidden at all. Otherwise, do you think the Americans will compromise so easily?
More than 3000 kilometers of border.

You can't bear it even if I throw it casually!
You have to be criticized internally.

Do you think they are here to attend an anti-drug conference?

They just saw the "imperial spirit" rising in North America, which made the United States cry out in pain and dare not move south. They realized that Victor's regime was basically stable. Now was the time to curry favor with him. If they didn't come now, when would they?
Don't think all black people are stupid.

Is it wisdom after all? Civilization...

After all, you are still a human being!
This ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune does exist.

After everyone left.

Victor was still sitting there, gnawing on a chicken leg, looking at the food and drinks and shaking his head, "Don't waste these, let the staff take them back. You know, every grain of rice and every piece of meat is hard to come by, don't waste them."

The supervisor standing next to him tensed up and nodded quickly after hearing this. "None of our food will be wasted. Sometimes, if there is leftover food in the pot, we will send it to orphanages and nursing homes. We will never throw it away."

Victor then nodded in satisfaction, burped, and smiled at his followers, "It won't be long before we can have a full meal. I came here hungry too."

He is becoming more and more like a leader.

At this moment, George Smiley trotted over and whispered something in his ear. Victor was startled, and before he could speak, Casare and his group ran in.

Seeing him, Emperor Wei couldn't help laughing, "I heard that you have a crush on a woman from the American delegation? Do you want to bring her over to sleep with you tonight?"

Casare laughed.

"But this woman is over 40 years old and has a husband. You only like this type? It's a bit difficult."

"Boss, please stop laughing at me."

Victor's smile faded, and he said seriously, "I'm telling the truth. Her husband is a bit powerful. The best way to conquer a woman is to make her happy in bed. Do you think that if you satisfy him, she will satisfy you?"

"Think about Ethan. She was having an affair with a woman from the Kennedy family. She returned to the United States and called him every day and gave him pocket money."

Good guy…

Persuading decent women and men to go into the sea.

In the eyes of some staff members of the Governor's Office who knew the intelligence
Ethan Hunt is the King of Ducks!

People say behind his back that he relies on women.

But only they know how much envy there is.

I also hope that there is a rich woman who will appreciate their stubbornness.

Casare looked at the boss and found that he didn't look like he was pretending. He stuttered, "Boss... are you serious?"

“Isn’t cheating normal in America?”

"Just think about it, she's underneath you..."

Casare's old face flushed, he gritted his teeth, and nodded, "I think she is pretty."

"Hahaha, that's fine. I want 119 Americans to come and 120 to go back."

Webster Huber can go anyway.