Working as a police officer in Mexico

"Minister of Foreign Affairs Goebbels, Minister of Education Anatoly Lunacharsky, Mexico's Minister of Civil Affairs Alfred Rosenberg, and..."

Victor thought for a moment and said the last name, "George Smiley!"

"The Internal Affairs Bureau will expand its duties domestically and overseas, but will not handle intelligence and counter-terrorism work, which will be handed over to the Mexico Counterintelligence General Bureau and Mexico News Bureau, focusing primarily on domestic anti-corruption and official reviews."

"George Smiley will also serve as the Director of the Mexico Anti-Corruption Office."

There are no military or police personnel involved, and this is also to prevent those in charge of violent institutions from trying to seize power at the end, so they must be restrained.

"What do you think?" Victor asked them after naming the people.

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Yes, in mid-August one month from now, the People's Party will decide on this during their meeting. Also, from now on, the military autocratic parliament will be abolished and converted into military courts. Military offenses will be prosecuted severely, especially in malicious cases!"

When Victor first took power, no one cooperated with him, so he established a military autocracy, essentially a military head. Now that Mexico is stable, such a system is no longer needed. It's not about removing the donkey after using it; it's about making the military more pure!

If he doesn't resolve this during his tenure, whoever succeeds him...

Wouldn't dare to either.

The prestige is there.

The lights in Victor's office stayed on until 1 a.m.; consensus among the three giants needed to be reached!

…

On July 5th, the civil affairs department announced they would provide new identification to people in the occupied territories, and those unwilling could leave on their own.

30,000 members of the People's Party went to the front lines.

Las Cruces!

This city had suffered too much. Both Mexico and the United States fought over this location. The originally 45,000-population town now has just over 20,000 left, yet two entire regiments are stationed there due to its strategic importance and the resistance from some locals.

Strangely enough, many people on the lands taken during the US-Mexico War didn't resent the United States but rather Mexico...

During the border wall incident, these people mocked and ridiculed Mexicans unceasingly and even opened fire voluntarily, just like hunters hunting animals.

As a result, after Mexico reoccupied Las Cruces, several violent incidents occurred. Some even rumored within the military that they might as well slaughter everyone!

So, among the party members sent here, there are some military academy students like Ye Jihuan.

He glanced at the two soldiers standing behind him, smiled at them, knocked on the door himself, and asked in fluent English, "Is anyone there?"

There was no response inside, even after several shouts.

"The people of Las Cruces are like this, cold and never opening the door," said the corporal helplessly behind him.

"Is there no way?"

"The higher-ups want us to remain... friendly."

"Friendly, my ass!" Ye Jihuan laughed angrily, cursing to Zhang Ziqiang beside him, "They've had too much sugar, never tasted a punch."

"What do you plan to do?" the latter asked curiously.

Ye Jihuan said to the corporal, "Lend me your rifle for a second."

The corporal, knowing his identity as a major and thus being a leader, naturally had no objection. Holding the gun, Ye Jihuan cocked it, gave Zhang Ziqiang a look, kicked the door open, and rushed in to find an old lady standing on the stairs opposite, holding a... Mossberg 500, pointing right at the door, shouting loudly, "Get out, this is my house!"

This old woman was classic, not tall, with a long face, sparse silver hair, and an unfriendly mouth.

Ye Jihuan pointed the gun above her head and fired!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The bullets pierced the ceiling above, left a hole here, another there, and dust and debris were falling from above. The old lady was scared to death, wide-eyed, turned pale, and plopped down on the stairs.

Zhang Ziqiang rushed forward, grabbed the old lady by the collar, slapped her back and forth, "You old hag! This is government property, not your house! You actually attacked staff; you must want a bullet in your head!"

Respect for elders and care for youngsters?

If it weren't for joining the Mexican Army, these two would already be bandits. Still respecting the old? A few more punches should suffice for showing respect.

The soldiers who followed in were stunned, not knowing what to do at this scene.

"Want to die or live?" Zhang Ziqiang asked.

The old lady was terrified, repeatedly yelling OMG, OMG, as Ye Jihuan squinted and stuffed the gun barrel into her mouth.

Mmm...

5.56 millimeters thick, just a bit long.

"Shock! A Mexican soldier stuffs a giant 'object' into an American octogenarian's mouth?"

But it was quite effective; the old lady stopped talking, staring in terror.

"Ready to cooperate now?" Ye Jihuan bent over to ask, and she nodded vigorously.

He removed the barrel and signaled Zhang Ziqiang to proceed, "Do you want to stay here or not?"

The old lady hesitated, "Is the house... still mine? Will Mexico confiscate my land and property?"

"No, don't you look at the policy? We're liberating you, not enslaving you!"

"But some say you're robbing our money..."

Ye Jihuan's expression shifted, "Who said that?"

Sure enough, someone was instigating.

The old lady suddenly shut her mouth.

Zhang Ziqiang's face turned cold, "Old hag, don't force me to beat you. If you don't speak properly, I'll shove the barrel somewhere else and let you enjoy it. Do you believe me?"

This fellow was truly ugly, with triangular eyes, a wounded face, skin all bunched up, looking menacing enough to scare the old lady almost into urination, trembling all over.

"Venus Greco! He called and told us not to cooperate with you, saying you're GC-ists and will GC our money and assets, so..."

"Who the hell is this dog hair?"

"Dog hair? He's called Venus Greco." The old lady clearly had no sense of humor, too hesitant to speak louder, asked cautiously.

"I mean, who is he!"

"A senator, Las Cruces's senator, later resigned, now a farmer."

Ye Jihuan slowly stood up and told the soldiers beside him, "Inform the stability maintenance forces to catch this so-called senator. He must have issues. Capture him and interrogate swiftly."

"Alright!"

The corporal acknowledged and ran off to inform.

"Would you help us explain things to the locals? Don't worry, perform well and there will be rewards, and your assets will remain untouched," Ye Jihuan told the old lady.

To his surprise, she shook her head vigorously.

"If you don't cooperate, it's quite difficult for me." He suddenly stood up menacingly as Zhang Ziqiang laughed viciously, grabbing her head and slapping it back and forth——!!

Fiercely beating the old lady?

The false teeth flew out, still not stopping, the force was moderate, not heavy, enough to shock but not harm the brain.

Too brutal!

The people accompanying them watched with tingling scalps.

Ye Jihuan turned around, the remaining Private First Class's spirit was revitalized, forcing out a smile.

"Want to have a few hits? This old lady beats nicely."

"No no no, no need."

Ye Jihuan didn't insist, lighting a cigarette for himself. After ten hits, he finally spoke, "Okay."

Zhang Ziqiang stopped, shaking his hands a bit from the soreness.

"I'll ask again, willing to cooperate? Old lady, you might have ten more years to live, but if you keep getting beat like this, today might be your burial day."

The old lady was in tears, nodding desperately, sobbing repeatedly.

"Honestly, beating people like this isn't respecting the elderly and cherishing the young," Ye Jihuan frowned, telling Zhang Ziqiang, "Next time, bring the brass knuckles, only then it's satisfying to hit."

The two of them laughed while talking.

The old lady cried as she listened, daring not to sob loudly, just like a young girl.

How nice...

Beaten back to youth!

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