Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 734 - 734 412 With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant

734: Chapter 412: With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant Draws His Sword, Once Again Plunging Cangsheng into a Decade of Calamity!_3 734: Chapter 412: With a Single Move, the Heroic Tyrant Draws His Sword, Once Again Plunging Cangsheng into a Decade of Calamity!_3 Everyone in the room looked around at each other; all of them drug traffickers, none were experts in military industries.

They could only nod in agreent, with so even clapping and praising his excellent choice.

India shouldn’t be lacking by now…

Yeah…

They should be alright.

After all, they have such a large population.

Arturo Desena gestured for silence with his hands spread out, propped his elbows on the table, and raised a finger, “This is the first matter.

The second matter is that Victor’s anti-governnt ard forces are confronting our brothers in the slums of xico City.

We must help them.”

“General, this…

It’s tough to transport weapons across the border, they are keeping a very tight watch,” soone said with difficulty.

You dare to call yourself a general?

Pah!

It turns out that anyone can be called that.

In Africa, any group of muscular n wielding sticks from World War II can call themselves a warlord.

On this planet, apart from Victor…

Only Quan Xiaojiang is truly worthy of being called a general.

Loyalty!

“I’ve already gotten in touch with Spanish ETA, Islamic Tiger Organization, and Japan’s Red Army; they’re willing to carry out terrorist attacks on Victor’s territory!”

Hiss!

These three are notorious terrorist organizations at present!

The “Headscarf Brothers” and “Twin Towers Boys” aren’t even established yet.

And due to historical reasons, the Japan Red Army’s actions gradually alienated the public, going from an extre leftist group to a terrorist organization in a blink of an eye.

In 1970, one of the core mbers, Jing Shitian, and six others hijacked a Japan Airlines plane with 131 passengers and 7 crew mbers onboard;

On May 30, 1972, Red Army mbers hijacked two Japanese planes at Tel Aviv Airport in Israel, resulting in 24 deaths and 76 injuries.

In 1974, they attacked the French embassy in The Hague; on September 28, 1977, five mbers of Japan’s Red Army hijacked a plane from Paris to Tokyo, demanding the Japanese Governnt release imprisoned Red Army mbers and extorting a large sum of money;

In April 1988, they attacked a club of the Labor Union in Naples, United States, killing 5 people.

Do these actions look like those of a normal organization?

During the resistance, three major prohibitions were enacted by the special forces:

First, no involvent in activities like kidnapping.

Second, no random execution of harmless defectors.

Third, no engagent in assassination activities.

From then on, the distinction between terrorist actions and leftist actions began to erge.

Therefore, the Japan Red Army was also included in the global fight against terrorist organizations of the ’70s.

“General, would they really agree so easily?” soone boldly inquired.

“ETA suffered heavy losses in xico, they hold a grudge against Victor.

For the other two organizations, I’ve promised them 10 million US dollars in operational funds each year.

I want each family here to chip in,” Arturo Desena lit a cigarette for himself, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Silence!

The eting room quieted down instantly.

Indeed, in the end, it all cos down to money!

Arturo Desena saw everyone standing up one by one, their expressions gradually darkening and dissatisfaction visible.

With a slap, he knocked his lighter on the table, “When it cos to money, you all play dead.”

“Am I working for myself?”

“Is this Southern Governnt mine alone?

If it were, I’d finish you all right now.”

He cursed.

Spittle flying, no one sitting beside dared to utter a word.

“We have 17 families here; each contributing 3 million US dollars a year won’t kill you.”

“If anyone doesn’t want to give…”

Arturo Desena’s cold gaze swept over them, “I’ll personally take Los Zetas to collect the dues, and expel their group from the Southern Governnt.”

“Hmph!

A bunch of short-sighted idiots!”

He snorted coldly, leaving with a dark face.

His confidant, the Deputy Defense Minister and Minister of Foreign Affairs Endric Vinicius, coughed lightly and stood up, “We are all grasshoppers on the sa rope; let’s not sour our relationship over a few million dollars.”

“But…

that’s millions…” Upon seeing Arturo Desena leave, Dehuai, the third prince of Gulf Group, grew bolder and muttered.

Endric squinted at him, his face adorned with a fake smile.

His nickna “Smiling Tiger” wasn’t for nothing, “Dehuai, you’ve got 13 canaries in the United States, right?

You’ve spent quite a bit on them every year, this amount of money shouldn’t be an issue for you.”

The other party shivered, shocked at how his affairs were known, only to see Endric leaning in to whisper a few words in his ear.

Dehuai’s eyes widened.

Slap!

His hand hit the table.

“I’ll give!

Isn’t it just 3 million?

I’ll give 5 million US dollars!

For our common Southern Governnt, we must stand united, and let’s not speak of anything that undermines this unity.”

Everyone looked at him as if he were mad.

Endric burst into laughter, slapped Dehuai’s shoulder, “Alright, eting is adjourned.”

He walked out unhurriedly.

“Dehuai, what did he say to you just now?” soone directly asked.

“Nothing much, I just absolutely agree with what he said; we must all work together for the developnt of our new nation.” After saying this, he also left with a scurry, not wanting anyone to ask further.

Everyone was puzzled.

When Endric Vinicius arrived at Arturo Desena’s office, the latter was still fuming.

Endric said with a cheerful grin, “General, I’ve talked to them already.

Dehuai is willing to donate 5 million US dollars.”

“?”

“How did he suddenly co to his senses?”