Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 497: Originally from Humble Beginnings, He was a Prison Guard! _2



Goebbels simply looked at him coldly, without speaking.

Security personnel naturally "escorted" the other party out.

"Our Mexican regime serves the poor and the proletariat, and our guiding principle is world peace."

"Then may I ask..."

A reporter raised a hand, "Does Mexico believe it has this capability?"

"Of course!"

Goebbels smiled, "We are right beside the world's biggest troublemaker, keeping an eye on him!"

The crowd paused, instantly understanding who he meant.

The Americans remained silent.

Just silently cursing in their hearts, f**k.

If you have a temper, don't be in North America; you're in South America, and still, I oppose you.

No choice...

The United States is too far from God, too close to Mexico.

"Mexico will increase its military budget for Palestine by one billion US Dollars, urging them not to give up, as victory always belongs to the just side!"

"Thank you."

After thanking, Goebbels clipped the folder and prepared to leave.

"Sir, sir..."

Suddenly, a reporter from the front row shouted. He glanced over; it was someone of Asian descent. He then looked at the flag on the other person's microphone, stopped his steps. No choice, an ally.

"Please speak, but just one question; I am very busy at work now."

"Will Mexico intervene?"

Goebbels spread his hands, "Who can tell what the future holds? Besides, Palestine is a member of Ren Lian. If Israel continues to act unethically and without boundaries, we don't rule out sending coalition forces!"

"Justice must not bow to injustice."

"If begging and cowardice won't earn dignified living, then fight to the death; bring them down with us!"

The journalist who heard him stood agape.

A few seconds later, recovering, they awkwardly forced a smile and thanked him. Goebbels nodded to them and left.

"Crazy! Does Mexico really want war again?" a reporter whispered.

Of course, some refuted, "I think they just want to wage a proxy war; they absolutely won't step in because Mexico needs development. War would derail their progress. Perhaps, by then, the bodies will be from both sides in Israel-Palestine, the debts from Europe, while the benefits might be for both US and Mexico?"

Backstage manipulators of war never lose.

"It's the season of turbulence!"

Another reporter sighed.

And within two hours of Mexico's declaration...

Cuba, Venezuela, Côte d'Ivoire, and Cambodia all issued "warnings," asking Israel to consider the bigger picture and not commit atrocities condemning by both God and man.

As for Niger...

This small country, just a cheerleader.

Oh right, it was also a cheerleader in the Gulf War's "34 Committee."

Anyway, upholding the belief that the big brothers are always right, I am just a little underling, you play your games, I play mine, whatever you want to do, give me a shout, I'll send a dozen or twenty people to support.

Mainly not offending anyone, but offending everyone.

And the funniest part...

It was rare for the Al-Qaeda leader Bearded Brother hiding in Sudan to emerge, claiming that Israelis have damaged the Wailing Wall!

The United States also held a press conference, expressing "disappointment" with Mexico's attitude, accusing the Vicktor Government of continually harming "US-Mexico Relations."

Mexican Government's news website published a report:

"The Wicked Old Witch Is Coveting the Indians' Scalp."

The meaning is obvious, knowing that a large portion of Mexicans are of Indigenous descent, isn't this just mocking the Yanks for only being good at scalping?

For a moment...

The situation became strange.

But everyone was still verbally jabbing, quietly awaiting upheaval in the Middle East.

Victor smoked, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant horizon where the ominous clouds hung overhead, making the sky dark.

But within those clouds, he could still see light struggling.

They seemed to be resisting this oppressive cloud, and also resisting this world.

"Truly beautiful."

Victor murmured a few phrases, his gaze blurred.

...

High-level struggles do not affect the front line.

As a Caribbean tourist destination, the Yucatan Peninsula has the best roads and infrastructure, summed up in two words: wealthy!

Mostly paved with asphalt, numerous private cars can be seen packed with belongings... fleeing!

The news of the Mexican Government Forces advancing had already ignited the region.

Two regiments from the Sea Cavalry 1st Division traveled overnight, finally reaching three kilometers outside the capital Mérida at dawn on June 1st!

And there were indeed many drug traffickers here...

But they all ran!

Faced with encirclement, everyone knew it was a dead end; Mexicans do not fight street battles with you, they'd rather blow up an apartment, rebuild it later if need be—whether civilian or drug trafficker—all blasted to death, showing no mercy in ruthlessness.

Precisely because of this...

Drug traffickers facing Government Forces either fled or died, resist?

Who would resist?

But some still stubbornly resisted!

For example...

The "Magellan" family, established in Mérida for over 400 years.

They are Spaniards, descendants who served as officers in the Spanish Expeditionary Army, and were the famous "Governor" Hernando Cortes' adjutant.

Through their authority, they claimed a large piece of land in Mérida.

But their rise came during the US-Mexico War of 1846 when they reported the Mexican Army's routes to the United States, thereby gaining American support and heightening their family's fortunes.

In Mérida, they are nobility!

A large portion of annual tax money collected here went into their coffers. Imagine, 얼마나 많은 돈을 쌓아왔는지 백년 이상 지난 후에...


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