Chapter 114: Build a Sculpture for Victor!

Bang~

Ribbons fluttered.

Thunderous applause.

In the central square of Mexicali, a grand medal awarding ceremony was being held.

Victor and Alejandro rewarded individuals who performed outstandingly in this "Mexicali Anti-Drug War".

"Congratulations, young man, I hope you will keep up the good work!"

Giancarlos, nicknamed the new recruit, received the "First Class Mexican Combat Hero Medal" and a bonus check worth 500,000 pesos from Alejandro. He was so excited that his thighs were stiff when he came down from the stage.

"That's amazing! Let me see." His teammates hurriedly "grabbed" the medal from him. The medal was about two fingers wide, with a portrait of Victor on the front and a sentence on the back: "siempre leal a víctor! (Always loyal to Victor!)"

"This is real." The teammates were surprised to feel the weight in their hands.

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"This is real, Chief Victor, this is all made of gold?" a female reporter shouted.

Are you looking down on Grand Duke Victor?

When they raided the drug cartel in Ensenada City, they found hundreds of kilograms of gold. Victor took out some of the gold and had it melted into medals to reward those who made outstanding contributions.

Plus 500,000 pesos!

The combination of faith and material rewards guarantees unexpected gains.

Victor smiled and faced the camera, "I know that for some reasons in Mexico, the police profession is not welcomed by everyone. This is the sadness of society. Law enforcement officers should uphold the law and justice, but the reality is that the police often become the running dogs of drug dealers."

"I won't allow this!"

"I will greatly improve the welfare and honor value of police officers. Any police officer who fights for Mexico will not bow down for material things!"

"I also sincerely invite people with lofty ideals to join us and create a better life for the Mexican people!"

The female reporter glanced at the cameraman, and the other party nodded, so she put away the microphone, "Thank you Mr. Victor for the interview."

"It should be done."

Watching the reporter walk away, Alejandro next to him came over, "Are you really going to reform the government department?"

"What we need is a strong government, not a loose organization!"

"Cannons can solve fundamental problems, but systems solve conflicts!"

Victor is dissatisfied with the current extremely fragmented police department. Mexico does not have a unified civil servant assessment agency, and local recruitment is autonomous. This has caused many drug lords to return to China to be police for a while after they can't make it in the United States.

Gallardo, El Mencho, and Guzman were all policemen.

Is the Mexican police department a "drug lord creation camp"?

The police recruited are of mixed quality, and the Mexican government is corrupt. Do you think the public security in this place can be good?

In the "Tlatelolco Incident" in 1968, riot police beat up a student and gave him 30 pesos, which led to the massacre that shocked the world later.

Victor wants loyal, faithful, and fighting police officers.

To put it bluntly, we need centralization!

"When I return to Ensenada, I will hold an election to eliminate all unqualified civil servants."

Victor held a cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a match, "Alejandro, the new struggle has already begun!"

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After the "Mexicali Anti-Drug War" that was destined to be recorded in history, several major drug cartels disappeared for a few days.

But when everyone thought they would have to lick their wounds for a while.

Juarez officially announced its merger with the Michoacan family! ! !

They announced to the public that they were the "Juarez-Michoacaná" group.

And they filmed a promotional video on a TV station in the territory actually controlled by both parties.

Under the bright lights and wine, more than a dozen women in gorgeous clothes were dancing, and the scenery could be seen in their gestures, and a large amount of US dollars were placed on the carpet next to them.

Stacks upon stacks...

At least more than 100 million US dollars.

In another shot, a team of police officers wearing tattered uniforms and carrying backward weapons were chewing corn. They smelled the fragrance in the mansion. One of the police officers couldn't stand it, so he dropped his weapon and ran to the door to ask to join the drug cartel.

And he suddenly changed his appearance, and his tattered police uniform turned into a valuable suit, and his poor appearance turned into a "successful person".

He smiled at the camera: "Join the Juarez-Michoacaná Group to make life more flavorful."

This advertisement was played in the 11 states jointly controlled by both parties.

That's right...

There are 32 states in Mexico, and they control 11 states, surpassing Sinaloa to become the current number one drug cartel.

The director of the Hidalgo State TV station refused to broadcast the short film.

This angered Aguilar, and he asked more than a dozen drug dealers to break into the TV station with submachine guns and shoot innocent staff inside.

When the police arrived, it was already an hour after the police were called. The two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding that if you come, I will go.

This resulted in the death of 19 TV station staff.

The TV station director was kidnapped.

Three days later, his head was found at the door of the police station, and his body was missing.

This behavior obviously scared the heads of other TV stations, and they could only pinch their noses and play it in a loop.

Looking at the mountains of US dollars and the women dancing erotically, who could stand it?

A 1,200-man local force in Juarez surrendered directly on the spot...

From a regular army to a drug dealer's gunman group!

NMD!

Other organizations saw that, oh wow, it can still be done this way, and they all played the propaganda trick. Some invited young models, some invited porn stars, and some planned to invite Hollywood directors to make movies for themselves.

It's really...Old sparrows are licking PY-tasting the sweetness.

It fully proves a truth that as long as drug dealers are willing to spend money, there are really many people who can be pulled into the team in a short period of time.

The whole month of April to early May.

About 20,000 active military and police officers in Mexico were "reorganized" by drug dealers.

I don't understand this Mexico, is it still a country?

For a while.

Killings everywhere!

The public security dropped rapidly.

Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to surrender to drug dealers. These people take refuge in Lower California with their families, and drug dealers will not allow them to run away.

Drug dealers also know that population is an important asset. Who will plant it after running away? Who will transport it?

They will try every means to stop them.

For a time, the border area between Lower California and the neighboring Sonora State became the front line of confrontation.

The smell of gunpowder was very strong.

At this time, Victor was in his home, Guadalupe Island.

Held the unveiling ceremony of the "Victor Sculpture".

Yes, his beloved islanders spontaneously raised funds to build a sculpture for the beloved police chief.

About 3 meters high!

It was placed on a high point in the center of the newly used "Victor Park".

He stood here, looking out at the Pacific Ocean, as if blessing the peace of Guadalupe Island.

"It's a waste of money. There's no need for people to spend this money."

Casare looked at his boss's happy face and knew what to say. "The per capita disposable income of Guadalupe Island in the new quarter is 600 pesos/month, which is a full 120% increase compared to last year. If you make people's lives better, they will be willing to pay a little money."

Victor felt very comfortable with what he said. Looking at him, he was worthy of being his confidant. "Do you want to be the first mayor of Guadalupe Island?"

"???" "Fat Tiger" was just confused. Is it so fast to flatter?

"This... Mayor?" Casare's tongue was tied, "Is it okay?"

Victor patted his shoulder, "Here, there is no can or can't, only whether you are willing or not!"

The position of mayor has to take care of many trivial matters, and Casare is just right. Let him practice and try to get promoted.

With Victor pushing from behind, even if you are a dog, you can sit in a high position.

"As long as the boss lets me, I will be!"

"Then you will take office tomorrow."

Casare smiled.

Sure enough, following the right person is more important than any other choice.

"What should I do first, Boss?"

"Go to Mexicali and apply for tax autonomy for Guadalupe Island!"

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