Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 1092: 549: France's Traditional Skill—True White Fla

Chapter 1092: Chapter 549: France’s Traditional Skill—True White Flag Activated!

Belmopan, Belize.

Even after a few days, the sll of blood in the air remains strong, and there are still traces of blood in the gaps on the ground.

A woman clutching a loaf of bread walked briskly out of the shopping center. Her peripheral vision caught sight of the severed head hanging in the middle of the road, and her face turned pale, barely suppressing the urge to vomit.

After the 358th Regint entered, they spared no effort in capturing the “Knights Templar Cartel.” Any caught mbers were beheaded, and the heads hung on flagpoles. When the wind blew, the sound of the heads knocking against the poles resembled the sound of bells.

There were about 600 heads in the entire capital.

“Ding ding dang~ Ding ding dang” rang incessantly, how creepy it sounded.

A loudspeaker nearby blared in English: For drug trafficking, beheading!

The public was required to hand over any hidden drugs.

Damn, that’s brutal!

But that’s the style of the Anti-Drug Force,

inside the Governor’s office.

The regint commander, Eugen inender, dressed ticulously, even alone indoors, had his collar buttoned tightly. His gaze was sharp; prolonged eye contact felt uncomfortable.

“How are the British prisoners?” he suddenly asked, as if noticing sothing.

“There are 21 left, but three are severely injured and likely won’t recover,” the deputy commander replied, not sure of the commander’s intentions.

Eugen inender smiled and handed over a docunt he was holding, “Joachim Ribbentrop got cornered and beaten badly by the British at the United Nations doorway. As you know, our Supre Leader holds grudges…”

He paused, “rather sentintal.”

His peripheral vision caught the deputy commander’s eye, who looked back at him, both wide-eyed, Eugen inender coughed, “We need to hit back.”

“Kill them all!” the deputy commander said through gritted teeth.

“That doesn’t comply with the Geneva Convention.”

“Did we ever follow that thing?”

Eugen inender was montarily silenced by this blunt remark.

Such honest words.

“Humiliating them is more satisfying than killing them. Shave all their body hair, take nude photos, then send them to Europe’s mainstream dia.”

“The British are now like bastards, you can insult them freely, and it won’t matter.”

Eugen inender had no regard for British protests.

Although Great Britain won the Falkland Islands War, it exposed their vulnerability to the world.

It’s said that after witnessing this, even the rabbits fell silent for a long ti…

So the Europe and Arica overlords are so weak?

It’s like the European version of India.

It’s hard to tell who’s the grandparent and who’s the grandchild.

Especially after xico bombed their aircraft carrier, they now dine at the children’s table.

“Alright, these are trivial matters. The Military Departnt has issued an order to occupy all of Belize by February 15,” Eugen inender handed over another fax, stamped with the Military Departnt’s seal.

“The 15th? That’s only 9 days away,” the deputy commander widened his eyes.

“Leave one battalion in Belmopan, have the rest advance in companies, quickly seize control of the entire territory, especially clean up around Belize City. Engineering troops will follow to expand the port. A week later, a militia division from Quintana Roo and Campeche will station in Belize for a year to support the subsequent immigration,” Eugen inender outlined the strategy.

“So soon?!”

The deputy commander was astonished, “This hasn’t even been a month.”

Eugen inender: “This kind of thing is inherently disgraceful, but fortune favors the bold. Does Belize really want to go back under British rule?”

“The first batch of immigrants is about 17,000 people. They’ll be settled in Belmopan, not separated into communities but integrated with the locals. The civil affairs departnt will handle it; we only need to ensure no disputes or conflicts arise.”

This is exactly how India annexed Sikkim, isn’t it?

The deputy commander nodded, “The locals are quite cooperative.”

“Once our troops completely secure the territory, will we revert to our original command structure?”

Eugen inender lowered his voice, “It’s said that xico City plans to develop it into an economic zone. In the future, dozens of companies and factories will establish here, indirectly boosting the economy in the southeastern region. An independent tax departnt will be set up here, and we’ll transform into tax and security forces on the spot.”

“What?! And the command structure? Are we still considered military? What’s the deal?” The deputy commander grew anxious.

“Everyone will enjoy civil servant status.”

The deputy commander’s anxious expression vanished, replaced by a serious nod, “Following leadership’s arrangents.”

Look at you and your lack of ambition!

Eugen inender rolled his eyes, “Belize is going to beco a very important tourist and comrcial area.”

Belize boasts the world’s second-largest, and the northern hemisphere’s largest, barrier reef and Mayan ruins, attracting more and more tourists. It has eight major wildlife reserves, including the world’s last protected jaguar and red-footed booby habitats.

And there’s the famous Blue Hole.

Once developed, this will be a tourist paradise, perfect for duping the Chinese… cough cough.

Earning billions of Riyals a year will be a breeze.

“However, I’ve heard that so people are not too cooperative or welcoming of our arrival?” Eugen inender’s tone changed sharply, narrowing his eyes, “Don’t let the leadership handle everything, we must proactively solve problems.”

“Leave it to , they’ll disappear,” the deputy commander nodded, his eyes fierce.

Tax forces, civil servant treatnt—that’s all in their own interest, after all.