Chapter 423 Let me show you a big treasure!

To ensure the safety of Mexico's Independence Day.

In addition to the 5th Marine Division defending the capital.

The 4th Marine Division Cavalry Regiment, the 355th Infantry Regiment, the 338th Airborne Regiment, and the 7 regiments transferred from other Marine Divisions, as well as the National Guard from other states, the total number of security forces exceeds 160,000!

Even the sewers are guarded by the 141st Special Forces Brigade.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the birds and cicadas are chirping.

In the military camp on the side of the "Law Building" in Mexico City, the sentry stared and looked around vigilantly.

Here is one of the regiments of the 7th Reserve Division that came from afar.

Ten people live in one room, and the snoring is deafening, and the sleeping postures are different.

Squeak~

The door opened, a beam of light shone in, and two officers walked in.

"Hurry up, we have to go to the next regiment after we finish the work." A major said.

"Okay."

The two of them held a black bag in their hands. Starting from the beginning, they took out a thick envelope and placed it on their bedside. Then they left quietly, repeating the process over and over again.

When a sentry came to call for someone to take over, they were confused when they saw the envelope next to the pillow. They pushed their comrade awake, but the other party was still hazy.

"Get up and stand guard. What else is this?" The sentry pointed to the envelope and asked. The latter rubbed his eyes, turned his head and took a look. He was also confused. He yawned and got up. He picked up the envelope and opened it. In the moonlight, he saw a stack of Mexican pesos inside.

"Money! This is money!" The sentry was also surprised. "It seems there is another letter inside."

The comrade hurriedly took it out. The two of them bumped their heads and saw that it said: "Brother, you have been working hard recently. Please pay more attention to your health. I wish you good health!"

There was also Victor's signature below.

"A letter from the general." The comrade was very surprised.

The sentry next to him also exclaimed, "60,000 pesos!"

The two looked at each other in disbelief, breathing a little hurriedly, and then as if thinking of something, they turned their heads and saw that it was also placed on the bedside of others.

Oh my god!

60,000 pesos is about 2,940 US dollars!

Two years' income for a family of three.

A feeling of being valued arose spontaneously, and the soldier who got up from the bed hurriedly ran to call the squad leader.

After a while, the whole squad was filled with surprises, spreading to the entire regiment. In the end, it was only under the reprimand of the regiment leader that the noise stopped. When they turned off the lights and rested again, they were still sighing at the generosity of the general in the quilt.

Victor is a real big brother.

After getting rich, he did not forget his brothers. When Independence Day came, he directly distributed money, 60,000 pesos per person, regardless of military rank, and the lowest was directly to private.

The entire government armed force is about 300,000 (including the National Guard and the police), 60,000 per person, which is 18 billion Mexican pesos, equivalent to 900 million US dollars!

The Mexican treasury will provide 50 million US dollars, Victor's "New Hope Group" will provide 50 million US dollars, and the remaining 800 million will be provided by you chaebols and landlords.

There are nearly 20 states in the central and northern parts of the country, and there are still many chaebols who are reluctant to leave. Where can they go?

When the Jin Dynasty came in, many people in the north surrendered with their families instead of moving south. Wasn't it because they were reluctant to leave their homeland and abandon their property?

Chaebols are rich!

Including the Segocaso Group, which is the largest mobile company in Latin America, it also involves real estate, tires, automobiles and finance. The founder Carlos Slim is worth more than 40 billion US dollars.

There are also the Salinas Group, Cuervo Tequila, Francisco Robinson Company, etc., all of which are worth 1.5 billion US dollars and are all rich people.

They all followed the Americans. When Victor was the governor, you ignored him. After the conflict with the United States, you still tried to trip him up. But when "barbarians learn to shoot", they don't even have the "right" to lick their toes.

Now they are like quails. They want to be open-hearted to any order from the National Palace, fearing that the "new master" will not like it.

Let them raise 500 million?

They directly threw out 1 billion US dollars.

Victor's current strategy is: raise the pigs well, keep them if they are obedient, kill them if they are not obedient, and strike against the chaebols!

At this time, the soldiers shouted loyalty, and they were really loyal.

Up and down, left and right, everyone shouted my name Victor.

Indeed, when the outside world scolded Mexico, the boss stood up and took responsibility. This style of making money together when there is good news and taking on problems alone is deeply loved by the middle and lower classes.

Dongdongdongdong~

It's six o'clock in the morning.

Victor has woken up.

He put on a neat military uniform and looked at himself in the mirror. He was very satisfied and looked very elegant.

"Boss, the money has been distributed, and I have also prepared the promotion list you mentioned. I am waiting for your signature." Casare said beside him, holding a roster in his hand.

Victor took a look. On top was Chief of Staff Horatio Herbert Kitchener, followed by the commanders of the five divisions, and then the commanders of each regiment, all of whom were promoted one level!

Major general became lieutenant general (commander of the 5th Division), lieutenant general became general, colonel became major general...

A total of 70 names.

Moreover, he also expanded the organization of the Marine Division to the army level, including 4 to 6 divisions, and the number of people increased from 18,000 to 60,000!

He pinched 5,000 people from the gold finger. This time, he did not count them as German special forces, because he could not afford them. Instead, they were ordinary elite soldiers who could serve as grassroots cadres.

And the rest were all "all-in" by him.

Victor signed his name quickly, "The promotion ceremony for the admiral will be arranged in five days. I will come in person then."

"Okay."

Casare thought for a while, "Boss, this promotion is fine. We spend more than 1 billion US dollars at a time. Isn't it too extravagant?"

"You are like a woman."

"Brothers follow us just to eat meat, so we will fill their cheeks. Remember, as a big brother, you can be greedy but not stingy."

Victor said to Casare like a brother who taught him.

He turned his head to look at the mirror, always feeling that something was missing, "By the way, bring me my brooch, the first box in the left drawer."

The secretary next to him trotted over and quickly took out a small box.

Victor took out a brooch from it, which was a flying crested caracara eagle. He nodded slightly with satisfaction, "Let's go."

He was going to the viewing platform to greet the visiting guests.

This is called etiquette.

The main road for the military parade was cleaned by water trucks since early in the morning. Five days ago, this road was closed and no vehicles were allowed to approach.

You, a stranger, walked over, and dozens or even hundreds of eyes stared at you.

It should be one of the safest places in the world.

At 7:30 in the morning, representatives from other countries arrived one after another. The first one to arrive was Nicolas Maro Moro from Venezuela. As soon as he met Victor, he gave him a big hug and shook his hand excitedly.

He looked like a typical little fanboy.

Victor also patted his shoulder to comfort him and praised his attitude towards drug control in China.

Last time he went back, he asked the government to crack down on drugs, and it is said that he offended many people because of this.

"Sir, I came here not only to watch the ceremony this time, but also to ask for help." Nicolas Maro Moro's expression was a little pitiful, as if he had been bullied outside and went home to find an adult.

"Don't worry, you say, we will try our best to solve it for you." Victor smiled and patted his shoulder and said.

2 Maro Moro is one year younger than him, and he is also talking in his heart. "My anti-drug declaration has made me a thorn in the eyes of drug cartels and guerrillas. I can fight and even sacrifice for my ideals, but I... my wife and children." He said with uneasiness in his eyes. "I hope to send them to Mexico and receive Mexican education." Someone in the black market has offered a reward for his head. 2 million US dollars! And his wife, children and other relatives, 100,000 US dollars each. There are many desperadoes in Venezuela. He has encountered them no less than ten times, and each time he ran away in a thrilling way. He is afraid. He is afraid that he will die before he succeeds. He is afraid that his wife and children will be liquidated. He came to the boss right away, hoping to get help. Victor looked at him with a worried look, "Has the situation reached this point?" Nicolas Maro Moro nodded bitterly. "Don't worry, as a member of the anti-drug alliance, I will not and will not allow others to harm our comrades. Send your wife and children here. They are my relatives. I will receive them personally. Moreover, for your safety, I will send a team of 30 people from the Special Intelligence Bureau to protect you. Don't refuse."

"We are in the same boat on the road of drug control."

"Don't worry, I will stand behind you."

Nicholas Maro Moro was moved to tears by these words. He grabbed Victor's hand and shook it. Finally, Casare patted him on the shoulder, "General, there are still some people who need to meet. Let's talk later."

The other party walked to the side of the viewing platform reluctantly.

"Put his seat next to me." Victor shouted.

The staff responsible for arranging seats was stunned, and then a little embarrassed, "General, who should I go with?"

"Who will sit next to me?"

"Britain and the United States."

"Change Britain. What level is he worthy of working with me." Victor said it very calmly, but in the ears of others, they felt a little unhappy.

Casare's left eyebrow trembled, and he glanced at his boss. As the worm in his stomach, he immediately understood his thoughts.

It must be revenge for what the British said during the previous Fengshan.

The boss is very narrow-minded.

You want to sit and eat beef after offending your big brother?

Casare nodded to the staff, who hurriedly responded and led Nicolas Maro Moro to the center. The Venezuelan who had been listening beside was a little moved.

Later, Victor received some European and Latin American countries. Everyone was polite on the surface. When the US representative General Mason Leonard came, everyone held their breath and thought they were going to make trouble, but when the two sides shook hands, they smiled at each other very politely.

This made some countries waiting to see the joke a little overwhelmed.

Is the relationship between the United States and Mexico so good?

Could it be that some unspeakable secrets were reached?

The Canadian representative was the most tormented.

Brother~ I am your sweetheart in North America, you can't let other mistresses join our marriage.

After talking to Victor for a few words, General Mason Leonard moved his position, staring at the main road, and didn't chat with the people next to him.

"Who else hasn't arrived?" Casare asked the entourage next to him.

"The British."

Fatty Ka narrowed his eyes. This British man's head was really pinched by his butt. He looked at his watch and saw that there were still two minutes left. He looked up at the boss, who nodded slightly.

Just when Casare was about to stand up and signal the military parade to start, the British guy finally arrived belatedly, with a proud look on his face. In fact, I really don’t understand the thinking of the British guys. Sometimes they and the Indians are really like "two dogs." ".

What era has it been and you are still pretending to be the colonial boss?

Seeing that the other party was about to speak, Casare walked towards George Smiley next to him, who ran over with a gloomy face.

"Stop talking, get in position with me. If you make trouble, I will sew your mouth and butt together."

The British man's face immediately turned green. Looking at George Smiley's cold eyes, he shuddered and closed his mouth.

This person is known as "Fire Dog" in CIA 6. He is an important leader of Mexican intelligence and has a typical super-heroic face.

I could only shrink my head and sit at the back with some Latin American and African countries. The British muttered, and people who didn't know better thought it was the wrong way.

Boom!

The sound of Big Ben rang on time at 9 o'clock in the morning. The sound was very clear and could be heard far away. It could be heard clearly from several kilometers away. Everyone in Mexico could hear it and raised their heads.

I saw a group of white doves flying into the sky in the distance.

Symbolizes peace!

Representatives of the public on the other side of the main road raised their hands and cheered.

It looks like the mountains and rivers are peaceful and people live and work in peace and contentment.

Kennedy, the highest-ranking military officer in the army, stood up and said, "Now I declare that Mexico's 170th Independence Day parade has officially begun!"

Victor actually prefers the Chinese goose step because it is more upright and masculine, but he also knows that he will not be able to do it in the short term, and the Soviet style is too jumpy and gaudy, so he can only use the European style.

He was just stupid and walked in queue with an expressionless face.

The first one to come up was the First Regiment of the 1st Marine Division. This was called the "Private Guards" and was the foundation of Victor's career. It was a typical elite among the elite, fighting from the north to the south, from the scenery of the north to the rainforest of the south. , with great military exploits and great reputation.

Especially since they were the first overall first-class merit award issued by Victor.

More than 1,200 people wore pure black combat uniforms, wore monocular night vision devices, painted their faces with camouflage, held M16A2 automatic rifles, and wore masks. Their eyes were like wolves and tigers.

When passing by the viewing platform, Major General Eduard Fritz Blomberg, the chief of staff of the First Division who led the team, took the lead in saluting and shouted: "Loyalty!"

1,200 strong men shouted in unison.

"loyalty!"

Victor smiled and stood up and waved. The Venezuelan fan next to him clapped hard. The American representative squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The second group was the assault detachment of the 141st Special Forces. They drove "Falcon" light high-speed attack assault vehicles and passed in groups of four vehicles.

"Is this the Mexican army or the US military?" General Mason Leonard heard someone behind him mutter a few words. He was on pins and needles and stared. Does he have this "Falcon" style?

This thing just came out not long ago!

The US military also used them during the Gulf War. Look at these individual weapons of the 141st Special Forces. Do they have four-eye night vision goggles on their heads? ?

Is the Mexican military rich enough to do so?

The US military currently only has a small amount of equipment.

"Fantasy!" The British guy looked at the individual equipment and said to others angrily. The people sitting next to him were so embarrassed that they could only laugh.

Mason Leonard is the deputy defense secretary. He is also an old man in the army. He has actually been in charge of the SEAL work. He has a sharp eye and the 141st Special Forces Group is not a flower vase.

Although I have never worked with seals, I have done a lot with Spanish special forces and other countries that have infiltrated, and I have quite a record.

And Mason Leonard has a hunch that they will fight sooner or later!

Victor will not be satisfied with only covering Latin America. Maybe he will intervene in the Middle East? In the name of anti-drugs.

This is what many senior American officials are worried about.

Groups of soldiers passed by behind. Although they were all elite, there was nothing that caught their eyes. Time passed slowly.

"The next thing coming is the SS-25 intercontinental missile array."

"????!"

Mason Leonard and people from many countries stood up when they heard this!

Impossible, impossible, unrealistic.

The Soviets are crazy and want to get you this?

They must have the same name!

But wait until the familiar MAZ-7917 super-heavy off-road load arrives.

The European and American powers in front of the TV and on the viewing platform suddenly fell silent.

They looked at each other in disbelief!

"This phalanx is a national important weapon with an effective range of 12,500 kilometers!" The host's voice was excited and even exciting.

Victor smiled.

Casare smiled.

Mexico's top brass laughed.

And the faces of a group of people…

It's green!