Working as a police officer in Mexico

"Science? I only trust my eyes."

Norman Schwartzkopf tossed the files in front of him, hysterically saying, "All the evidence is here."

"You're committing suicide, you're committing suicide! They're our members!"

"Because they are my own people, it makes me heartbroken. Why do these so-called own people treat me like this? They want to kill my whole family, so I'll kill them first!"

Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller felt the other party was insane, looking at him in disbelief.

"You're a madman!"

After saying that, he kicked the table and viciously threw a "F*** you!" before leaving. Norman Schwartzkopf looked at his back with a gloomy and pale face.

Calvin Waller rushed to the FBI headquarters, demanding to see the previously arrested CIA Director Melissa Cruz, but Trent Taylor refused, requiring an order from the Defense Minister. This angered the former, who cursed him as a "scoundrel" in the office.

A stream of profanity emerged.

In the end, Deputy Defense Minister had no choice but to leave, but as he left, he threw a sentence, "You'll destroy the United States sooner or later!"

Trent Taylor snorted twice.

"Ring ring~"

The phone on the table rang, he picked up the receiver, "Hello."

"Director, the CIA people have called over!"

"??? Damn it, screw them, call back!" Trent Taylor was stunned and then cursed out loud, "Shoot back no matter what!"

"Yes!"

Outside the window, gunfire erupted instantly.

On August 5th at 5:30 PM, about 100 CIA members opened fire on the FBI building, demanding the release of Melissa Cruz.

FBI's backup arrived quickly, and likewise, CIA personnel also came swiftly, with over 1000 employees on both sides starting to exchange fire.

The CIA members also wielded rocket launchers and sniper rifles.

The two major intelligence agencies were slaughtering each other.

Those with grievances were seeking grievances, those with vengeance were seeking vengeance.

The two intelligence agencies had long been discontented with each other. During the Cold War, the CIA was highly valued for its overseas intelligence and covert operations, enjoying strong resources and voice.

Meanwhile, the FBI mainly focused on combating Communist infiltration and monitoring left-wing activities domestically, with implicit competition over "who leads the American intelligence system."

For instance, FBI former Director Hoover had attempted to expand FBI's influence overseas to compete with CIA, but the CIA, leveraging the advantage of direct presidential oversight (CIA was affiliated with the National Intelligence Bureau, reporting directly to the President), held more advantageous positions in high-level decision-making.

"Screw you!"

Defense Minister Norman Schwartzkopf was furious upon receiving the news and dispatched 2000 National Guard soldiers to suppress it, but who was afraid?

It was not suppressed; instead, the three parties engaged in chaotic fighting.

The battle did not extinguish, but continued for a long time.

CIA Chief Deputy Director Maximilian Edwards "expelled" the Director sent by the Pentagon and proclaimed himself Director!

Furthermore, he shouted slogans: "Shield of the Constitution, inviolable! Eliminate transgressors, defend America!"

The CIA reacted quickly, following up with: "The shadow is a shield, silently protecting the country! FBI's interference is treason!"

It's bustling, really bustling.

The situation is gradually spiraling out of control.

...

Meanwhile, in Mexico, Victor also got the information at the first moment, including all the details of the newly appointed FBI Director Trent Taylor.

He looked at it with a strange expression and couldn't help but laugh aloud.

This really seems like an American version of the "Witchcraft Disaster."

"What's gotten into Norman Schwartzkopf, has he gone insane, wanting to reorganize the team? Does he have the ability? He's just messing around."

Victor expressed contempt toward his opponent without reservation, "A big-headed doll who only knows how to fight."

Casare sitting in the office also laughed aloud hearing it.

"Our intelligence says his granddaughter suddenly got sick with no detectable cause... He ventured into believing in ghosts and gods, and reportedly, he's even planning to turn the Wizard Association, that amateur folk group, into a legitimate Pentagon advisory organization."

"Consulting ghosts and deities?"

Victor almost laughed tears out, putting the cigarette into the ashtray, "He's really at his wit's end. Norman Schwartzkopf's good days are numbered."

Casare's heart moved, "Boss, are you implying someone is stirring the pot behind the scenes?"

"All irrationality is driven by self-interest, be it political or commercial, hmm, there's no such place as a realm of gods. If Jesus really existed, with what we're doing now, we would have already been damned to Hell."

This statement is indeed true.

They used every possible means to rise to power, even initially packaging Victor from a religious angle, but later it felt off. No! One can exploit religion, but cannot package religion. If this wild horse is not reined in, it would end up like the Middle East, and Mexican religion needs to be managed.

"Shouldn't we help? After all, the current military dictatorship is quite beneficial to us." Casare asked.

Victor frowned, "Let's not rush, haven't they sent a negotiation team? Let's have good talks first, we must proceed from our own interests."

Casare nodded, suddenly seemed to remember something, looking a bit peculiar, "Boss, there's one thing to report."

"What?"

"The head of the American negotiation team is Senate Speaker Charles Grassley, yesterday his younger brother arrived in Mexico City and found Angel Urenia (former Clinton's Chief of Staff, now the plenipotentiary ambassador for North American affairs in Mexico), through him, hoping to meet us."

"I think, he's inclined to join us!"

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