Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 435: Era? Whose era!
Victor knew who it was without the other person telling him.

It is nothing more than some capital headed by the Rothschild family.

I have talked about this before: why Americans are being coerced by capitalists?
Because 3 trillion of the national debt belongs to the Zionist capital led by him, funded by 36 Wall Street tycoons. They bought the national debt and are the country's creditors.

To a certain extent they represent the will of Zionism.

There is almost no organization you can know that is not in cahoots with them. The Pentagon usually treats them like a grandfather, so why would they want to send them to meet their grandmother now?

In fact, there are Jews in the Anglo-Saxon Consortium, but the diaspora they advocate complements and helps each other to a certain extent, but there are certain areas that are mutually exclusive, such as the top military officials.

It's very complicated anyway.

America is no longer a world dominated by pure white people.

White people are wandering, black people are robbing, Indians are flying around staring at scalps...

The seeds of the "skin-changing tactic" were planted in the United States from the very beginning.

Victor became interested and sat up straight, "Mr. Donald, how did they offend 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 if you can do it?!"

Wei Huang narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the chair. "We are going to establish an overseas drug control zone in Sri Lanka."

Donald raised his brow.

The Asian strategy has always been the Pentagon’s strategy. Isn’t the meaning of the other party’s words very clear?

I'm just letting you know. I hope you can cooperate with me and not cause any trouble for me.

“Does drug control still require overseas military presence?”

"The Golden Triangle is full of evil, sir. I am now the Director of the United Nations Office on Drugs and Crime. From both an official and private perspective, I have the obligation and responsibility to help people in need!"

“The anti-drug cause does not belong only to Mexico.”

"And to all the people!"

Wow, it was elevated in an instant.

Donald, who specializes in being a troublemaker in the world, suddenly felt a little nervous.

Not to mention Casare next to him, who very tactfully gave his big brother a thumbs up.

Victor was fooled by what he said...he thought he was a good person.

"I was almost touched by what you said."

The old defense minister said in a gloomy tone, "If we don't agree, will you not station troops in Sri Lanka?"

"If you disagree... that's useless. This is equal notice, not opinion."

"Sometimes there's really no need to be so forceful and unfriendly to anyone, Victor." The other party said with a frown.

"I'm sorry, I'm a straightforward person. I'm just stating the facts, but some people are unhappy. Don't worry, Mr. Donald, we have the same interests. Only when I'm well can you be well. If someone makes you unhappy, it means they're making me unhappy. Aren't those Jews giving you a headache?"

"Okay, as long as you nod, I'll collect his body then."

Such decisiveness made the old man feel a little embarrassed. After saying a few vague words, he hung up the phone without saying anything else.

"Damn it, they're plotting against 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 made the phone call. Someone must have provoked him. Maybe he really is in trouble." Casare leaned over and said.

"He is an American. Why would he tell me something that concerns the system and the country? Just because of the so-called cooperative relationship we have verbally?"

Victor frowned, touched his pocket, and still took Fatty Ka's eye. He quickly took out a Camel from his right pocket and handed it to him, and also helped to light a 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 something on him. When the time comes, he will turn against us and push us out. Even if those people can't kill us, they can still disgust us for a while."

Casare nodded, not quite understanding, "But we can also prove that it was him."

"Are you sure he is Anzac or Jewish?"

This question immediately silenced him.

"They want to use me as the first person to get involved in their internal struggle? Cooperation is fine, but if you want me to take the blame, that's not okay."

Victor has a very clear vision. He has only one principle: mutual benefit, fair trade, and coexistence of risks and benefits.

But there is no benefit for me in helping him get rid of Rothschild, so why should I do it?

He glanced at the interrogation meeting...

The ground was littered with broken limbs and arms, and none of Velupillai Prabhakar's family members felt any particular pain when they died.

Anyway, just pull...

Tsk tsk tsk…

Oh, by the way, some of the rims are relatively small, after all, the wheels have to be laid down, and there is a disabled person inside, who is Velupillai’s cousin. Logically speaking, the disabled should be given preferential treatment.

The general signed the order. He couldn't let him live alone and needed someone to accompany him on the journey.

The lame man lost a leg, and when the Hummer was dismembered, there was one less vehicle, saving costs.

"Let's go..."

Victor stood up and a group of senior executives behind him hurriedly followed. Casare couldn't help but look back when he left. Seeing the dirt all over the ground, he symbolically said "Amitabha".

Mexico does not allow belief in God!

This trial was broadcast live...

There was no mosaic, and there was no reminder that people under 18 should leave, so many people saw it in front of the TV.

According to statistics from Mexican television, approximately 4000 million people around the world watched this "trial".

Many people called Mexican government agencies to complain about this inhumane behavior, and some even cursed on the phone.

嗏

Why is there no one coming to protest in front of the National Palace?

It seems that they are just talking big!

When the Mexican cyber unit published the crimes of these people and the entire process of the Fourth Battalion killing Velupillai Prabhakaran on the Internet, there were more praises for Victor on the forum.

Many people agree with his drastic measures against criminals!

At the very least it can 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. A large number of Victor's work photos will be posted, and hello will be sent on the Internet.

He instantly became the first "leader" to reap the benefits of the Internet.

Many people left messages under him.

As soon as Victor had time, he watched every piece of news in his office.

"Boss, look, there's a woman here courting you." Casare flipped through the message sheet, turned his head and said with a smile.

Emperor Wei held a cigarette in his hand, leaned over and took a look, and saw the words written on it:

"I have to admit that you are the most manly man I have ever seen. You make me want to have sex with you. I think of you every night and want to climb onto your chest. It's the 77th day of loving you, Mr. Victor - from the dormitory of XXX at the University of Southern California."???

When the Internet first started, there were all kinds of monsters and demons.

It is really a dazzling array...

But Victor had experienced the influence of the Internet after all, so he seemed very calm. He patted Casare on the shoulder and asked, "Are you sure whether the person sitting opposite you is a man or a woman?"

Fatty Ka's face, which was smiling, suddenly froze, and then he shuddered.

A picture naturally comes to mind...

A big man who was tapping his feet sat in front of a computer and looked at Victor's photo, then typed two words: Brother~
Casare felt his Adam's apple roll and smiled awkwardly, "It... shouldn't be."

Victor smiled but said nothing.

Now we have not really revealed the true nature of monsters and demons. When you see LGBT people in the future, you will know that there is such a group of people in the human world.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

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Victor shouted, picked up the teacup on the table and drank a sip of hot water. The temperature has dropped too quickly recently, and he has a cold and his nose is a little blocked.

George Smiley walked in. "General, something has happened in the United States."

"The CEO of Citigroup was on vacation in Manhattan when he was attacked by a shark and died on the spot."

"The executive in charge of health insurance at MetLife, the largest insurance company in the United States, was shot and killed on his way home from get off work by two masked black men..."

"And here is the Rothschild family..."

George Smiley had a lot of information in his hands, which he handed over.

Victor put the cup down, took it and looked at it, the more he looked, the more frightened he became...

"Oh my god, does God need a bunch of people who manage money?" Casare made a joke, but it was... a little cold.

"It seems that our General Donald is planning to revive his power. Have you checked the backgrounds of these people?"

George Smiley nodded. "They are all behind the scenes..."

Victor understood it immediately, but he didn't understand. They were all in the same boat, so why did Donald target them?

Is it...

Can’t pay back the money?

Really kill the creditor?

"Let's investigate the cause. Donald is not a person who gets emotional easily. Something must have happened. Tell me as soon as you have any news."

George Smiley responded.

Victor held the teacup and sighed, "This is so crudely done."

Pentagon.
Office of the Secretary of Defense.

The curtains were drawn and it looked gloomy. The air conditioner was on, but Donald's face was still sweating a lot. What time of year was it?

It's almost November.

The old guy also had a bit of nervousness on his face...

Jingle Bell!
The phone on the table, which symbolized power, suddenly rang. Donald picked up the phone and chatted for a few words before yelling, "That's enough! Do you still want to escape now?"

"It's done. With a national debt of 5 trillion and the collapse of the Soviet Union, we need to quickly announce to the world the arrival of our era. There are so many people and forces on this planet waiting for us to settle accounts. I don't have time to play games of profit-sharing with them."

"The military needs them to pay, but they want to send the money to Israel? Fuck, they are Americans!"

"You still want to use the national debt to blackmail us. This is absolutely impossible."

The old man shouted in a low voice, somewhat excited.

But it can be seen between the lines that he really doesn't have much good feelings towards those capitalists.

I don't know what the person on the other side said to him. He slowly calmed down and said, "We have already discussed the bottom line. As long as they love America and want to build an American dream together, then everything will be fine."

"Okay, I won't move, and I won't send out the army."

The look on Donald’s face after he hung up the phone was fascinating.

"I am not wrong!"

"What Victor can do, I can do too!"

He intended to take the opportunity to suppress the restless chaebols, and also to improve the welfare benefits of the military. Most importantly, he wanted Congress to approve more budget.

He plans to...

First eliminate Haiti, then support the independence of Bosnia and Herzegovina, and then use military force against Iraq.

In Saddam's territory, 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 have become much more normal. He began to understand his own foreign policy and began to change his strategy. Most importantly, it is said that he is contacting Victor, hoping to obtain intercontinental missiles?

Donald didn't know where this information came from. Anyway, it was given to him by the CIA. He couldn't question Victor because the other party would confront him.

Whether it is right or not, I can't deal with Victor, so why can't I deal with you?
Since we all have a grudge against each other, it doesn't matter whether we do it early or late.

Anyone who stands in the way of my "Great American Dream" will die.

Donald is actually in this state of mind right now...

The years when he was in politics were the most brutal and tense period of the Cold War. Faced with the vigorous international communist movement, the United States was a little overwhelmed. After the Cuban Missile Crisis, Kennedy seemed to have won the situation, but in fact he was forced to withdraw from the missile base in Turkey. The United States did not gain any advantage.

When he was a member of the Illinois state congress, he shouted loudly: Take force against the Soviet Union!

A typical very, very tough Cold War elite.

Moreover, he is a warmongerer who hopes to launch one or two wars during his tenure. People who have read his books actually know that he is very disdainful of the Gulf War.

"The United States was so bloated during the war that it was suffocating. It took half a year just to mobilize troops from Europe and the mainland, which was simply torture. The U.S. military was just bullying Iraq because it was a small country and had no ability and determination to strike across borders. When the United States faced a powerful country, it would be difficult for the U.S. military to be so calm, and the outcome of the war was hard to predict.

After he came to power for the second time, he made a tough speech, calling for "killing all of America's enemies", which was in line with American public opinion.

Don't think he is bragging.

Three months after taking office, he planned to cut most of the European bases. He believed that the Soviet Union was about to die and there was no need to have so many bases on the border.

Another thing is to get rid of the crappy tank heavy brigade and replace it with a composite brigade.

He is the "Warlord of the Pentagon" and is very ruthless. Even though he was defeated by Victor, it was because the latter is simply not afraid of those wearing shoes even if they are barefoot.

Originally, he wanted to borrow the help of his "cheap grandson-in-law".

But the other party was not fooled...

Donald sometimes felt that Victor was more dangerous than the entire world put together.

He walked to the window and looked into the distance...

"era…"

"Whose era?!"

……

(End of this chapter)