The ranching system of Alta California nurtured a unique stizo culture, where Catholic saints in Santa Barbara mission murals converse with Indian totems to this day. Place nas like Los Angeles and San Francisco, etched into the earth like cultural genes, speak of a blood connection with the xico Plateau.
Even after the treaty was signed, Anglo settlers systematically expelled Latino residents through the Foreign Miners' Tax Act, Spanish-language schools were forcibly closed, and land inheritance systems maliciously misinterpreted. This policy of cultural erasure continued for a century, leaving the indigenous people's legitimate rights unfully restored to this day.
According to Article 52 of the Vienna Convention on the Law of Treaties, a treaty concluded under the threat of force is void from the beginning. We call upon the international community to re-examine this "legal docunt" written by gunfire and support the establishnt of a transnational historical investigation committee to restore the full truth of the US-xico War. Let justice transcend ti, and let the land return to its true cultural womb.
xico Ministry of Foreign Affairs: California has belonged to xico since ancient tis!
xico Ministry of Defense: We have the capability to defend our territorial integrity and national sovereignty.
Northern War Zone spokesperson: We are the dignity of xicans. We lost land to war, and we will regain it from war!
Victor, in his social dia post, wrote in Chinese: "From now on, the roles of attack and defense have reversed; where the enemy can go, I can go too!"
His words instantly beca a trending topic.
On the night of June 17th on a South Korean variety show.
The host looked at the cara and asked a military expert what he thought of the sudden action.
?? Does South Korea even have military experts…
Isn't this just building a nation above soone else's base?
The expert, with shifty eyes, shalessly claid, "What Victor said is actually a quote from Korean General Li Shunchen during the Battle of Hansando in the Imjin War against Japanese invaders. Clearly, Victor is a devoted Korean culture enthusiast."
"I believe for this reason, we can try to contact them to ensure Korea's interests and social status."
"Even!"
"I think Victor has blood from the Republic of Korea, you see…" He pointed at Victor's photo on the screen, "That nose, that gaze, that pupil, there's definitely so!"
At least millions saw these words through the cara.
Almost speechless.
On xico's largest social dia platform, many mocked the expert.
Li Shunchen?
Even a dog would shake its head at that na, let alone say those words?
Furthermore, the claim of Victor having Korean blood was ridiculed...
Japan: "Looks like South Korea is about to find a new dad, Arican dad doesn't work, so now they find a xican dad—smooth operators."
Chinese netizens: "Wrong, it wasn't Li Shunchen who said it, but Quan Xiaojiang, the savior of Guangzhou."
Indeed, China-Japan friendship relies on South Korea, and China-South Korea friendship relies on Japan.
These off-the-record comnts, Victor had no ti to concern himself with.
After the attack on California, the office received a dozen call requests.
Including one from California Governor Aeguputos Ruiz.
But he didn't take any of them.
In battle...
What are you doing, slacking off?
He stayed in the secret command post at the Departnt of Defense for a whole day and night, overseeing as the orders were transmitted to the front, mobilizing the troops, feeling the surge of adrenaline.
Mainly too excited.
"Boss, why don't you take a nap?" Casare said, noticing his tired appearance.
"No need, no need, how's the Black Panther Party?"
"No news yet…"
Victor glanced at his watch, his expression calm, but Casare could sense his agitation.
According to the plan, once they broke into California, the Black Panther Party in Oakland would quickly rise up to support them.
Is this what they call the guide party?
"It's here, it's here! News has arrived."
As Victor sat in gloomy silence, a staff officer burst in at the door, shouting loud, "The Black Panther Party has taken over the Oakland TV station and is making a speech."
"Quick, push the TV over." A colonel from the Staff Headquarters called out.
The TV was pushed over from next door…
When they turned on the Oakland channel, they saw the background changing to blue, with the new Black Panther Party spokesman, Sipan Ya Westbrook, sitting before the cara.
It's unclear when TV stations beca the first target for uprisings, coups, or even terrorist attacks.
Sipan Ya Westbrook wore a suit with gold-rimd glasses, hands crossed, his elbows resting on the table.
"Declaration of People's Revolution:
To the oppressed, the working class, and all awakened warriors
Brothers! Sisters! The noose of imperialism and racial capitalism has strangled our throats for too long! When the bullets of white supremacy tear through our community, when the hunger of slums gnaws at children's spines, when the prison industrial complex forges our youth into slaves—we no longer pray for justice! We declare: the ti of revolution has arrived!!!
"Hear this truth:
Ard self-defense is our sacred right! When police batons and tear gas beco "law," when Klan robes roam the dark night, our gun-holding hands will not tremble. We are not marauders; we are the people's patrols!
Capitalism is the blood-sucking parasite! The fat pigs of Wall Street grow fat on our hard labor, slum landlords squeezing out every last copper. We demand: housing for the dwellers! Factories for the workers! Land for the cultivators!
Crush the false "democracy"! The two-party farce is nothing more than a slave master's and executioner's rotating role. We refuse the shackles of the ballot box—real power is in the streets, in the communities, in the fists of people tightly clasped!
Unite the oppressed of the world! From Vietnam to South Africa, from Harlem to Palestine, we share a blood link with all warriors resisting imperialism. A colonizer's fall is the trumpet of freedom for all humanity!"
The claws of the Black Panther are unsheathed! From the streets of Oakland to the rooftops of Harlem, proletarian bayonets are aid at the hearts of oppressors! We demand not only bread but the factory that bakes the bread! Not just a broken hut, but the human right to land and housing!
Not just empty ballots but revolutionary power of life and death!
Hear this steel truth:
Imdiate disbandnt of the police force that murders Black people.
Capitalists must compensate the plundered.
All political prisoners released imdiately.
Land, factories, education to belong to the people!
The traitors who advocate "non-violence" are just echoing white supremacy! When the slave master swings the whip, do we offer the other cheek? No! Malcolm X's bullets have already torn through this lie—revolutionary violence is the only disinfectant to purge oppression!
White workers! The sweat you shed on the assembly line is as bitter as the blood we shed in the plantations. Smash the poisonous arrow of racism, proletarian unity will erupt like a volcano! Latino brothers, Asian sisters, Native warriors—all trampled by the empire, unite!
Final warning: Any bullet attempting to repress the people will ignite the fuse of revolution. We will either proudly perish as freedom fighters or live shafully as slaves—and the Black Panther chooses the forr!
Cleanse the old world with flas! All power to the people!
——Black Panther Party Revolutionary Committee.
Writing the ode to life on the carcass of capitalism!!
…
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Victor couldn't help but applaud seeing this. "Who wrote this script?"
"Sipan Ya Westbrook wrote it himself; we initially intended to ghostwrite it, but he believed the rage of the Black Panther should co from his own pen," said Horatio Herbert Kitchener, the Chief of Staff next to him, also giving a light clap, his eyes full of appreciation for Sipan Ya Westbrook.
Much better than that Eldridge Cleaver, who only knew to eat, drink, and play, extorting and swindling.
This is a comrade on the sa path.
"Advance! Full advance! Liberate California! Reclaim the land that belongs to us!"
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