Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 893: 472: Angry, I Was Just Angry for a Moment!!

Chapter 893: Chapter 472: Angry, I Was Just Angry for a Mont!!

Deep in Chihuahua State, coordinates: 1171.978!

Kennedy wore protective goggles, his mouth half-open, as he watched the scorching, skyward mushroom cloud, with loud cheers echoing in his ears!

The soldiers raised their hands and ran wildly, while others knelt on the ground, grabbing and hurling sand with all their might.

The ones brought to conduct the X experint were the Guard 1st Division, originally assigned to San Diego, but a command redirected them westward into the desert.

Under the noses of the U.S. Military’s reconnaissance satellites, they transported the weapon from the port to here, sealing off information, even banning the use of mobile devices to prevent leaks.

In the desert…

They stayed for almost a month.

“We did it! We’ve got it!!” shouted Gerhard von Rundstedt, Vice Commander of the Guard 1st Division, raising his hands in excitent and lifting Kennedy in a hug, causing Kennedy to pat his shoulder repeatedly in shock.

“Put down, put down.”

Erich Manstein, Commander of the Guard 1st Division, stood by with a smile, quietly wiping his tears.

This country…

It’s been so difficult!

The United States can bully, Guatemala can bully, Canada can bully, South Korea can bully, Japan can bully…

If you have a gun, even drug traffickers can brazenly bark orders at a high-ranking governnt official!

Achieving true independence is like climbing to the skies.

From now on, xicans have the real “power” and “freedom” to stand among the civilization of humanity.

No one could arrogantly claim North Arica as their own anymore.

xico harbors no ambition to contest for world power, only wishes to have “peaceful” control in their own hands.

“Radio General Victor, I must report in person, the success of the X weapon explosion!” Kennedy straightened his military uniform and said energetically.

“Yes!”

The top floor of the National Palace.

Victor naturally felt a slight tremor, causing the Guard Commander, Joseph Xiafei, outside to rush in with his team.

“No need to panic, it’s fine.”

Victor waved his hand, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, squinting into the distance. Though he couldn’t see clearly, he knew what had transpired.

Ring ring ring!

A sudden, urgent telephone call startled him. He turned sharply, striding forth to pick up the phone.

Joseph Xiafei saw his general’s eyes gleam with energy, each shout sparkled as he repeated thrice, “Good! Good! Good!”

After hanging up, he took a docunt from the drawer, “Deliver this to Goebbels, announce it to the entire world imdiately, without changing a single word.”

Joseph Xiafei glanced down, “xican Governnt’s Statent on X Weapon Experint!”

????

What?

xico developed an X weapon?

Why didn’t I know?

Am I just a useless Guard Commander?

Joseph Xiafei suddenly recalled that night over half a month ago, when General Kennedy ca in looking anxious and left tightly clutching a briefcase.

Could it have happened that night?

No way, it had to be produced in half a month, the General must have been planning this for a long ti!

Yet as a Guard Commander, I didn’t know?

Joseph Xiafei shivered all over…

Victor didn’t know Joseph thought so much, but there were indeed too many tasks and the situation was urgent. Even Casare didn’t know.

When the Guard 1st Division was brought to the Chihuahua State Desert, they thought they were on an entirely different task.

Upon arrival, Manstein learned it was to conduct the X weapon experint.

“Did you hear?” Victor patted his shoulder and asked.

Joseph Xiafei, startled, snapped back to reality, hurriedly replied, grabbed the docunt announcent, and dashed down to Goebbels’ office.

The Minister of Propaganda was working inside, and then heard a loud bang as the door burst open.

???

The U.S. Military invaded?

He instinctively opened the drawer, inside lay a pistol, seemingly with the safety off and ready to fire.

To counter the increasing “infiltration” activities, even the Minister carried a weapon, indicative of how chaotic the US-xico War had beco.

It’s said the Aricans beca so crazy they began assassinating governors and mayors instead of high governnt officials. Those people did not possess the defenses of the National Palace; the war lasted two months and killed four mayors…

During an inspection of slums, the Governor of Michoacán State was killed by a tid bomb. The incident had General Victor furious.

Seeing the other panting and anxiously running into his office, Goebbels thought he faced so grave news…

“Sir… sir, the general orders to announce this statent to the world imdiately!”

Goebbels sighed with relief, suppressing his urge to curse Joseph Xiafei for the panic; isn’t it just work?

Why get so excited?

But upon seeing the announcent title…

“Fake!”

…

March 1, 1992, half past six in the evening.

xican news channels, international channels, children’s channels, the U.S. line, North Arican line, Latin Arican line, Asian line… and so on.

Over 70 channels simultaneously broadcast news at the sa ti.

This unusual occurrence gave many xican citizens a sense that sothing was amiss.

The last ti this happened was when they formally declared war on the United States.

Now… what’s different again?

Many elderly xicans gathered at the café downstairs of their community, whispering to each other…

“Did sothing major happen?” an old man said worrisoly, “Could it be that the Aricans invaded, have the borders fallen?”

“Go to hell, Keller, don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll report you to the Internal Affairs Bureau,” said soone who was annoyed with Keller’s remarks, “With General Victor around, what are you afraid of?”