Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 418 Sorry, He Gave Too Much!

Victor is marking work in his office.

Although he is only in charge of military affairs, many things require his signature before they can take effect.

When I was holding the pen and preparing to sign, I heard a "bang"!
Someone broke in, and the pen slid a line on the paper. Victor frowned and looked up. When he saw Casare with a red face, he felt helpless for a moment, "What happened? Is the sky falling?"

Fatty Ka usually knows the size, so something big must have happened to make him look like that.

"Boss..."

"I met a fool."

"Speak slowly."

Victor picked up the cigarette on the table and listened to him. When he heard that the Arabs wanted to buy his weapons, he was still calm. But when he heard that the other party offered 14 million US dollars for an R-1 medium-range missile, the cigarette in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

1 billion US dollars!

I want 40 at a time...

Victor had seen a lot of ups and downs, but at this moment he was shocked by the generosity of the local tycoon.

Casare looked at the silent man and said, "Boss, are you selling it? 40 billion US dollars, we can launch several projects. Don't you want to build a power plant in Baja California? This money is enough for us to build several large ones."

“It can also provide reconstruction funds to local finances.”

40 billion US dollars is equivalent to nearly 900 billion Mexican pesos.

Oh shit, I can really circle Mexico City.

Victor stood up suddenly, "Where is the client?"

"In the drawing-room."

"go!"

When he walked out, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and sprayed perfume on himself. Why?
This is to prevent customers from smelling the smoke and disliking it.

Really!

Who said Victor had no manners?

Isn't this still very "humane"?

Disliked the slow elevator and worried that the customers would have to wait for a long time, he walked down the stairs, straightened his suit at the door, pushed the door open and walked in with a smile on his face, "Hello, Prince Shahbut."

"General Victor, I have long heard of your great name."

Victor felt his hand getting uncomfortable, and he glanced down. It was such a pure imperial green. The smile on his face widened. "Please sit down, please sit down."

"I'm sorry, I was very busy just now, but when I heard from Casare that you were here, my distant friends, I rushed down quickly. I hope you can forgive me."

Prince Shahbut followed his brothers to conquer the world. What kind of leaders had he not seen?

The hypocrisy of the British and Americans!

The cuteness of Southeast Asians.

Mutual vigilance in the Arab world.

But their smiles are fake, but Victor's is real!
The dimples at the corners of her mouth appeared.

He even stood up personally to pour tea for Prince Shahbut and his entourage. His tone was gentle and humble, and his conversation was very humorous and polite, which made people feel comfortable at first sight.

It’s not at all like what is written in European and American media: a cannibalistic demon, a murderous tyrant!
Prince Shahbut took a sip of tea and got down to business. "About the R-14 medium-range missile..."

"No problem, 40 coins worth 40 billion US dollars, and we can give you 2 more. We are always polite to our friends." Victor waved his hand generously.

Prince Shahbut was also very excited and shook his hand vigorously.

In fact, they are under great pressure. There is oil in the desert. What does this look like? Children carry gold through the streets. When the Soviet Union was at its peak, it bullied others a lot. The Americans intervened, and the Europeans also intervened.

Many of your poor relatives in the Middle East are unhappy with you, slander you outside, and even physically assault you.

Didn't Iraq attack Kuwait?
At that time, the whole UAE was scared.

Then he started looking for buyers all over the world. He heard that neighboring Saudi Arabia bought 32 missiles from Rabbit, so he also wanted to buy some, and hoped that the other party could introduce him to something. However, due to geopolitical issues and the Soviet Union's half-dead appearance, some people in the UAE believed that they should not get too close to the East.

Then go to America...

America refused and rolled her eyes at them.

At that time, Camel didn't understand why, and when he asked others, no one refused to tell him. Later, a Pentagon official who had received money couldn't stand it anymore, and said that the United States needed to maintain Israel's military leadership in the Middle East!

understood.

This made the UAE people very angry. After all, the lives of you Jews are lives, but aren’t the lives of our camels lives lives? (The turbaned man fired AK!)
At this time, a missile crisis broke out between Mexico and the United States. A missile landed in the Gulf of Mexico, which almost set off everyone in the third world.

What the hell!

It turns out that the eldest brother is dead, but there is still an eldest brother here.

And it's so close.

Many third countries actually want to join Victor, but Mexico’s economy is not good, so it is unable to provide benefits to the Brotherhood. Secondly, if Mexico and the United States really fight one day, will the younger brothers go to fight the United States?
Many people were watching.

Now, almost all European and American embassies and consulates have withdrawn from Mexico City's embassy district, leaving only a few African and Southeast Asian countries.

Do you know how much influence Victor has in the Third World now?
Name: "Light!"

Nicolás Maro Moro, a Venezuelan labor leader, called him "my mentor" during a campaign appearance on television.

You can see its influence.

Just when the UAE was hesitating, the cash-strapped Mexican government called them and invited them to come for an inspection. Thus, Wang Po and Song Jiang - the old widow and the new spring in love - got involved.

The other party acted as if he had never seen money.

You offer 1 million US dollars and the other party looks excited?

Is the price too high?
But forget it. If I were to bargain when buying something, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing?

Prince Shahbut took Victor's hand and called him brother.

Only he himself knows how difficult his life is.

Although the R-14 medium-range missile is very old, many countries do not have the ability to manufacture it, and... some things cannot be bought even if you pay money.

Do you think the United States would sell the latest weapons to the Soviet Union?
Totally impossible.

Although we don’t know why Mexico has R-14 medium-range missiles, who cares? If they are willing to sell them, then so be it.

"We also ask you to provide daily care and maintenance and guide us on how to launch." Prince Shahbut held Victor's hand tightly. "Of course we won't let you work for free. One person is 50 per year. We need 300 people, and we want to hire them for three years first."

Well, that’s another 450 million!

Victor really wants to ask, brother, are you really a rich man?
"Human civilization requires mutual help. We are happy to help the people of the UAE in maintaining their own security. No problem, are 300 people enough? I'll give you 500 people." He even had to thank us for adding 200 more people.

Prince Shahbut's eyes lit up. "Thank you. How do I pay? Cash or bank transfer?"

For fear that the Mexican side would go back on its word, they paid the money first.

"Then half and half?"

"Okay, I'll call back home and ask them to prepare the money and get the goods?"

"You will be on board tomorrow. Don't worry, we will ensure your escort as long as we do business. Our navy will send out an escort."

Prince Shahbut was startled, "Will the United States find out?"

"It's okay, he doesn't dare to say anything. If he has any objections, he can come to me." Victor waved his hand, not caring at all.

The people from the UAE looked at each other, and all of them looked a little overwhelmed.

It turns out that Mexico has such a high status in North America?

"Then I'll trouble you."

"It's out of the way."

With such a large order, Victor had to treat him to a good meal, and specially called President Quauk-Ukmotte, Chief of Staff Horatio Herbert Kitchener, Air Force Lieutenant General Zolf Sherman, and Goebbels to join them. Those people were originally in the cafeteria, and when someone came to call them, they all didn't know what was going on.

However, when Casare said that a rich man spent 40 billion to buy arms, everyone smiled happily when they saw Prince Shahbut.

Sure enough, money really can make people smile.

It was just because Arab doctrine forbids drinking alcohol, so everyone just flattered each other at the banquet, especially Goebbels, who was very combative and praised the other side as the cradle of civilization. He even raised his hand and said that Jerusalem belonged to them!

Victor watched quietly from the side and could only sigh that all his subordinates were capable people.

In the end, everyone had a great time, and when leaving, Prince Shahbut kept giving thumbs up.

Victor and the others smiled and waved as they watched the other party leave.

Casare smacked his lips and said, "This Arab is quite talkative." Then he pointed his finger, looking a little excited, "40 billion US dollars, it's gone!"

"Look at you, you're such a loser." Victor pointed at him and laughed, "Do you know what industry is the most profitable?"

"It's killing people!"

Victor didn't wait for them to say anything, he started counting on his fingers, "There are three industries with huge profits in the world: drugs, cosmetics, and arms. Drugs are used to deceive oneself, and cosmetics are used to deceive others. Only arms are the most honest, as honest as the trajectory of an AK-47."

"They've been held in the hands of warlords, terrorists, dictators, and even 14-year-old Boy Scouts, and they've fired bullets honestly without overheating or jamming."

"The R-14 we sell, even if you fire it with your foot, you can start a war."

He put a cigarette in his mouth and pulled at his tight tie. "The people sitting on the throne of the United Nations are calling for war while sending weapons to various war zones. Did you know that these five people account for 97% of the global arms business, especially in the United States. Lockheed alone has a higher fiscal GDP than Mexico."

Victor took a deep puff of his cigarette, his eyes reddened as he spoke. "40 billion for 40 missiles. This business is simply extremely profitable. I think we should also sell large weapons to the world."

Mexico actually does sell goods abroad, but what they sell are just junk.

Even if you sell AKs, grenades and other things as much as you can, you won't get much money. It's not even as much as the price of a missile.

"But we don't have an exclusive monopoly on weapons, so our competitiveness is relatively small," said Lieutenant General Zolf Sherman, the head of the army.

"At present, the military factory has produced more than ten kinds of weapons, including the BGM-109 cruise missile, the R-11 air-to-air short-range missile nicknamed AA-73 Archer by NATO, and the PL-9 from the East. Some time ago, we also got some American equipment, which is also in production. As long as our price is low, we will have an advantage over the United States." Casare said nearby.

So many scientists were recruited from the Soviet Union, and they were useful. A lot of important drawings were also produced, but of course they could not be pulled together, so they were restored through photos.

Some people imitate my face, some people imitate my legs, hey, now some people imitate my "bounce"!
"Our military and heavy industries are different from those of many countries to a certain extent, especially because we lack elite workers. Therefore, we need to provide students with a good employment environment so that they can shine in various fields in the future. This is an important step in national development."

"But before that, we could position the military industry as an 'imitator'. If there was the latest one in the world, we would just copy it (until we had enough points), and then put a new label on it, right? The explosion force would be the same anyway."

My goodness, it's deafening.

Plagiarism...

A few people looked at each other and said, just plagiarize!

I've earned 40 billion U.S. dollars, I'm rich now, why do I need face anymore?

One word.

Dry!
"Then we should set up a Military Commerce Department under the Ministry of National Defense, and it will be run by..." Victor glanced around, finally looking at the grooved face of Kwaukmot, "You will be in charge."

The President was stunned. He placed himself in a very correct position. He knew what he was doing. He was just a puppet, but he was satisfied. Victor did not treat him unfairly. As long as there was no conflict with the military in civil affairs, he had the final say in everything and they cooperated very comfortably.

The reason why Victor chose him was because he had been injured for Mexico and had shrapnel in his body, so his loyalty was unquestionable.

Victor was naturally willing to give him more responsibilities.

"Okay." Kwaukmot nodded and did not refuse, but responded calmly.

"Let's go back and have some drinks to celebrate."

...

On a lawn in Williamsburg, Virginia.

Myles Adams, the Democratic candidate for governor, stood on the stage and criticized his opponent, Bram Rumsfeld, saying, "He is like a retard. If it weren't for his father, I don't know how he could have been admitted to a higher education institution with his IQ."

"Someone said in the newspaper that I once sexually assaulted three girls at a party. Most importantly, they said I have a serious exhibitionism fetish. We have videos of me, and I often take out my things and masturbate for no reason in some places. Hahahaha, I solemnly swear, that is definitely not me, it's just that the dark background makes someone look like me."

"That's what Republican idiots love to do. Bramo will definitely go back and tell his father, the Secretary of Defense, 'Dad, look, they took my toys away.'" Miles Adams said, pretending to be a baby, and the supporters around him laughed.

They loved Miles Adams' humor.

He raised his hand, which contained several pieces of paper. "I have 145 pieces of evidence of corruption by the Rumsfeld family. I will release them. When the time comes, I will show you how disgusting their faces are!"

In front of the TV, Bramo's face turned green. He looked at a tall man next to him and said, "Jason, what about your actions?"

Jason Bourne, who had been transferred to be the director of the North American Affairs Intelligence Agency, looked at the other party and smiled as if he was crying.

He stretched out his hand and made a pistol gesture, then took aim at Miles Adams who was giving a speech on TV.

"biu!"

A sound of onomatopoeia came out of his mouth.

Bramo's face froze. Are you doing this?
boom!
He heard a burst of gunfire from the TV, and when he looked over, he saw his competitor falling to the ground!

The skull seemed to have flown away.

Bramo's pupils narrowed.

"Don't worry, Mexicans keep their word!" Jason Bourne pretended to be calm.

……

(End of this chapter)