Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 404 He can be replaced!
Tijuana International Airport!
The red carpet was rolled out.

Kwaukmot, dressed in a suit, came to greet them personally. He was smiling as soon as the cabin door opened. He extended his hand first after Saddam's brother Barzan came down from the ladder.

"Welcome, Mr. Balzan."

"Thank you, Kwaukmote, my friend." The other party even gave him a hug, which made him stunned, but then he smiled.

He is already a mature politician.

Of course I understand one thing...

All the flattery is done to gain benefits from you.

It's like a man in his twenties looking for a woman in her sixties. Don't tell me it's for love...

"Please get in the car first."

Balzan looked around, hesitated and asked, "Isn't Mr. Victor here?"

"He is supervising the battle at the front line. You know, those drug dealers are like centipedes, dead but not stiff. They have to be pinned down and beaten all the time."

Hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed across the Iraqi man's eyes. He was about to say something when Kwaukmot pushed him into the car and sat in as well.

Barzun could only sigh. Diplomatic etiquette was the key.

Six Harley motorcycle police cars led the way in front, followed by two bulletproof transport vehicles with doctors, nurses and emergency rescue equipment inside, and then three Secret Service bodyguard vehicles, and behind them was the important target vehicle, with two bulletproof vehicles at the rear to bring up the rear.

These warnings are all bloody lessons.

When passing through the intersection, there was a traffic police blocking the road.

Sometimes, this privilege is also a form of mutual protection. If someone rushes towards you in a car without any eyes, who do you think will be unlucky?
I can't be unlucky, right?
"Mr. Balzan came to Tijuana last December, didn't he?" Quaukmote said with a smile, pointing out the window. "It's been almost ten months since we last met. How do you feel about meeting again?"

The Iraqis looked at the moat they passed by and saw people selling toys in their hands, children rolling on the ground with their parents, couples in love snuggling with each other, and elderly couples dancing in the open space.

There are colorful lights hanging in the river and music can be heard.

“Tranquility, peace…”

"happiness."

There was a hint of longing in Balzan's eyes, and he hid it very deeply... very deeply!
I also hope that Iraq can be like this, but it is obvious...

If the big brother had not ruled Iraq so brutally more than ten years ago, perhaps we would not have reached the current hesitant situation. It's funny that when Saddam fell, some people actually thought that his rule was the most prosperous in Iraq.

Of course it was much better than during the war.

However, the people were facing a severe shortage of medical care and food. In addition, Saddam's personality made it impossible for him to please everyone, so he did not have a good relationship with his neighbors.

Moreover, during the ten-year Iran-Iraq War, he was actually pro-American!!
Iran is pro-Soviet!!

If Lu Bu is a "slave of three surnames", then what is Saddam?
A lot of bad things happened to him...

The family is full of conflicts. The two sons dislike each other. No rules are set early on, which makes both of them feel that they have a chance. This is a hidden danger that will explode sooner or later.

Besides, what era is this? Do you still want to colonize by force?

Didn’t the Vietnamese guy tell you?

Don’t jump too much, I’ll give you some orange juice then!

"We, the Governor's Office, will do whatever the people want. Just like Victor always said, peaceful life is hard-won. If anyone, any organization, or any force dares to take Mexico back to the old path of drug trafficking, we will not agree to it."

"Including the United States?" Barzun said suddenly.

"Aliens coming to Mexico also have to take urine tests. If they take drugs, they will still be shot." Cuauhçemote even made an elegant joke, "Maybe soon, the Americans will ask us for our experience in drug control."

But from his words, I heard a kind of determination!
The convoy drove to the "designated hotel". When getting off the car, Barzun grabbed Cuauhcmote's hand and said, "Mr. President, I want to see General Victor."

"Please tell him that we hope to form an anti-American alliance and fight against the hegemony of the Western world together!"

I was just praising Ukmoute for his good character. I didn't think much about what he said. If someone else had a lot of thoughts, they would inevitably feel uncomfortable after hearing such words. It would be better for Victor to give the presidency to me.

He smiled and patted Balzan's hand. "Don't worry, I will pass it on. It's late today, you should go to bed early. We can have a deep chat tomorrow."

Balzan also knew that he couldn't get anything done in a hurry, so he nodded slightly and walked into the hotel with a little worry under the guidance of the staff.

He didn't know why he lost his composure after coming to Mexico.

Maybe it was because they saw signs of Iraq's collapse?

Or, stand on tiptoe and look around. Wow, there are enemies everywhere. Only in Mexico is the hostility a little less severe.

After watching him go upstairs, Quauk-Motte got back into the car and said to his secretary, "Let Goebbels accompany him to visit the museum tomorrow, and take him to the anti-drug theme museum the day after tomorrow..."

"Sir, shall we not negotiate with him?"

"What is there to talk about? Iraq is in the Middle East and we are in North America. He can't bring us any benefits. Let him think about what he can bring to us, and then we can sit down and talk."

"We don't take empty promises."

"Let him cool down for two days."

"clear."

Quauk Mote looked up at the hotel and smiled. Balzan's method of sowing discord was just a tickle. "Let's drive."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove away with the group.

Balzan, who was standing by the window of the suite, squinted his eyes and looked at the departing Mercedes-Benz, frowning slightly, "This is not going to be easy."

In addition to forming an alliance, Saddam also hoped that he could persuade some people to help them.

Use money to pave the way, and just smash it to get them to agree.

But after arriving, Balzan realized that he had to report if he wanted to leave the hotel.

……

8 month 23 day.

The Soviet Union's 819 coup failed! !
The conflict hastened the decline of this "empire"...

The countdown to death has begun.

According to CIA intelligence, "Alcoholic" has secretly signed "treaties" with 15 countries, and they even accurately gave the time of the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

October 1991, 12!
This news was reported by The Washington Post, which used the phrase "according to CIA insiders."

I don’t know where so many insiders came from.

Although many people think this is nonsense.

But there are still some people watching eagerly, hoping that this is true!
The Soviet Union falls!

The world is fed!

Of course, these have nothing to do with Victor and will not affect his business. The Soviet Union no longer has control over the Baltic Sea and will not delay the transportation of weapons.

And it was at 11 o'clock this morning.

Donald Rumsfeld was announced as the new Secretary of Defense at the White House!
The bespectacled, thin-faced old man stayed in the Pentagon for the second time. He placed his hand on the Bible and said, "I solemnly swear that I will faithfully perform the duties of Secretary of Defense of the United States and do my utmost to uphold, preserve and defend the Constitution of the United States!"

The people below clapped loudly.

After the oath, there will be a press conference.

The reporters, who had been unable to contain themselves, raised their hands.

Donald Rumsfeld picked an American reporter, who stood up and asked, "Mr. Defense Secretary, Hydra claimed responsibility for the death of the previous incumbent, Richard Bruce Cheney. You are already the fourth head of the Pentagon in two years. What do you think this is a signal?"

"What do you think of the conflict between Texas and Mexico? Thank you!"

He asked several questions in one breath.

All the reporters were looking at him with nervous eyes, just one sentence away from saying, "Something shocking!"
"Hydra has been listed as a global terrorist organization and on the CIA's red list. We will launch a global manhunt for its members. Any country or force that dares to harbor, conceal, or hide its organization is an enemy of the United States!"

"We will take the most drastic measures!"

"At present, we have locked the person involved, and the specific details cannot be disclosed."

Donald Rumsfeld's eagle eyes swept over the crowd, "As for Texas, the interests of the United States are not begged for. We have the ability to defend our own land!" "I have ordered Texas to enter a state of war readiness. If the Mexican army does not withdraw within three days, I will take extraordinary measures!"

"Next question."

His words were powerful and the old man was quite charming.

Unlike his two predecessors, Donald Rumsfeld was a typical military man, and a very rigid one at that, which offended many people.

If he hadn't been really unlucky recently, those Anglo-Saxons and capitalists would definitely not have pushed him out.

Nothing can happen again. The Pentagon has become a joke.

Of course, I hope he has a tough life.

Half an hour later, he finished the meet-and-greet and just as he came down from the stage, he saw George W. Bush, who was smiling and reaching out to congratulate him, but he could not hide the sadness on his face.

Did Bush suffer a seizure during the explosion?
It should be... I think.

The specific reason has not been found out yet.

He is still in the ICU. The House of Representatives has already passed a re-election, but Bush Sr.'s health can no longer hold on.

"Be careful of the CIA." Bush Jr. patted his old friend on the shoulder and lowered his voice, very low.

Donald Rumsfeld's pupils shrank.

Suddenly, a shocking idea popped into my mind.

Why did Bush Jr. say that?

Did he discover something?
Or is it possible that Richard Bruce Cheney was done by the CIA???
By Hydra's own admission, it was more of a way to expand their reputation.

No...impossible!

The CIA will not betray the United States...

Probably, maybe, probably not!
Even the courageous "Father of US Military Reform" Donald Rumsfeld is now trembling mentally, but still has a blank expression.

The CIA's power is a bit too much.

After watching Bush Jr. leave, he smiled again and chatted with those who congratulated him.

Those who have thunder in their hearts but a calm face can be worshipped as generals!
Victor's opponent is here.

Meanwhile in Mexico City.

Gun salute fired!

Soldiers stood on both sides, and many students were holding flowers and cheering loudly. In order to prevent any accidents, these students were all brought from Tijuana.

The locals are not polite...

The main road was cleaned and the broken windows along the way were repaired.

The reporters who were allowed to broadcast the entry ceremony live stayed at their positions, wiping their cameras, and many of them were filled with excitement.

For safety reasons, all residents within a 1500-meter radius were evacuated.

He doesn't want to become the "Mexican version of Yoshinori Shirakawa".

B should be installed safely.

Don't waste...

The salute ended, and just at the right moment, the Big Ben on the Mexico Cathedral in the city center made a sound!

Boom~boom~
Then there was the sound of "collapse".

Then I saw six Shire horses galloping in, in the middle was Victor riding a Lippizzan. He was also very formal today, wearing a military uniform, a sword on his waist, a medal on his chest, and riding a white horse. He looked so cool.

He held out his gloved hand.

The "people" below cheered excitedly.

It turns out that showing off in front of others is so cool, it’s a bit addictive.

Behind him followed the shiny M1A1 main battle tank, driven by General Horatio Herbert Kitchener, and crew members including Erich Ludendorff, Kennedy, and... Guderian!
He was the only major general in the entire vehicle, and he had just been promoted.

His breathing became a little rapid.

According to the original plan, several division commanders were to sit here, but Victor directly promoted him over, patted him on the shoulder, and told him, "A man's honor cannot be given to others. Let the soldiers claim their glory on the battlefield!"

With just one sentence, he was placed at the top of the tank.

Mother…

I have made it!
Such a high-profile and arrogant entry ceremony was broadcast live nationwide.

Arturo De Sena, the defense minister of the southern drug trafficker government in Yucatan, was smoking a cigarette with his eyes narrowed. His deputy Enderico Vinicius beside him cursed loudly, "Fall down, fall down! Fall this son of a bitch to death!"

This is not a minority...

The drug dealers in the south and the smuggling gangs on the border all hope that he will fall to his death, so that everyone can get rich again, a group of people shouted while staring at the TV.

Looks exactly like a clown.

At this time, Ye Zhenli, who ran to Puebla, was watching the scene on TV, his eyes shining with envy!

A sentence suddenly popped up in my mind: He can be replaced!
Which man doesn't have this ambition?

lord it over!

"Are you envious?" Ye Zhenli asked Walter White, who was thinking about something with his head down. When he was interrupted, he looked up and stared at the TV blankly. "What is there to envy? I don't know why you Chinese like to be emperors so much."

"Forget it. You don't understand anything, you foreigner." Ye Zhenli waved his hand and said in Chinese, staring at the TV again. "Kings, princes, generals and ministers."

Walter White shrugged.

He just wants to make drugs now.

He has already thought of a new "goods" in his mind, and when it comes out, it will definitely amaze the whole world!
A total of 4 troops from four army regiments and two reserve divisions were deployed in Mexico City. As the passionate song "Mexicans, Respond to the Call to War" sounded, the national flag slowly rose.

Victor stood on the top balcony of the National Palace and waved to the reporters and people below.

"From now on, I declare!"

“Mexico City is the capital and Tijuana is the special economic zone!”

Victor pointed ahead, "Hooray!"

Snapped!
Many reporters below were busy capturing the moment.

From now on…

Victor is legally the only one!

Wait until all the ceremonies are over.

He lay on the sofa and rested quietly. It was very tiring to show off in front of others. He had just dozed off for a while when Casare knocked on the door and came in.

"Boss..."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Victor asked, propping himself up.

"It's from Washington." Casale paused. "Mr. Rumsfeld."

Father-in-law?
Victor raised his eyebrows and motioned for the phone to be brought over.

"Hello~"

"Victor..."

The old man on the other side said in a rough voice, and after a pause, he said, "Give me some face and withdraw the troops."

……

(End of this chapter)