"This is even heaven helping us." The president, Cuauhtémoc, sitting beside, spoke up, "The U.S. Military's internal chaos is evident, and at this time, I think we must seize the opportunity to counterattack, especially increasing our forces in Chihuahua State to push back."

"Pass this information to Kennedy and Horatio; they will understand the military opportunity within. What we need to do is maintain stability in the rear and provide greater support to the front. What are the other member countries of Ren Lian saying?"

Cuauhtémoc gave a slight nod, "Asia will provide us assistance, and they have already begun large-scale production of 105 and 155 mm caliber shells. Venezuela's official stance is silent, but Nicholas Maro Moro strongly supports us, while from Cuba, there is no response. As for Côte d'Ivoire and others, they are even less reliable; their industrial index is worse than ours."

"As for Europe, the British Defense Minister gave me a call..."

"Oh? What did he say?"

Victor raised his head with interest, "Let me hear it, what did the troublemaker say."

"They hope to reach cooperation and friendship with us, the Defense Minister hopes to bring a delegation to visit."

"Is he not afraid of the United States now?" Casare sneered, then paused, "Previously when New York fell, they did not hesitate to blame us, and now they hope to cooperate with us?"

Even though that incident... was indeed done by Hydra!

"Between countries, it's always blatant, only interests." Cuauhtémoc said calmly, "The Marshall Plan after World War II, although it helped rebuild infrastructure and economic systems destroyed by war, preventing millions from causing societal issues due to economic problems, also resulted in many countries losing autonomy. Many people were unwilling, and they have been pushing for the formation of the European Union, of course not wanting the U.S. to interfere. With the U.S. so weak now, they want it to remain weak."

"I even think that if necessary, the United Kingdom might not send troops, but would supply us with weapons and ammunition under the table!"

Indeed...

Monsters and demons roam the human world.

"The situation is unpredictable, earlier we were worried they would cooperate with Colombian drug traffickers and the United States to form a coalition force against us, but unexpectedly, in just a few months, less than a year, the United States has fallen into internal chaos, the United Kingdom is seeking cooperation with us, while the Medellin Cartel is squeezed by the Three-leaf Association, the Golden Triangle, and the Golden Crescent for market share. Truly, when fortune comes, it leaves one powerless, when it leaves, heroes are unfree!"

Victor remarked with a sigh.

Casare was bewildered, especially since the last two sentences were said in Chinese, he was taken aback, no, he couldn't miss out on this praise, he raised his thumb, "Boss, your Chinese is excellent."

Victor couldn't help but laugh and waved his hand.

The Three-leaf Association was founded by Ye Zhenli, collaborating with The Pentagon.

The Golden Triangle, needless to say, it's drug trafficking by the military, but it has profound influence in Asia.

The Golden Crescent, the Middle East segment is somewhat weaker, but still firmly controls that region.

As for Europe, it's three factions supplying, with various gangs battling each other, including the Italian Mafia, German Imperial citizens, and France's "Robots and Lovers", all supported by the three regions.

The world drug trafficking organization currently has these three patterns, you go it alone?

They will crush you directly.

"Medellin hasn't spoken much for a long time... Maybe, Pablo is already dead." Cuauhtémoc said.

"Agree to the United Kingdom's visit request, and simultaneously send invitations to other European countries. I want to see how many are loyal followers of the United States, and how many harbor ulterior motives."

Casare and Cuauhtémoc exchanged a glance and nodded together.

The British troublemaker card...

Online!

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New Mexico, Albuquerque Front Command Center.

Admiral Frederick Franks' face was ashen as he received a "guest" from The Pentagon in his office.

During the Gulf War, an "old friend," Major General Thomas Rem, commander of the 1st Infantry Division, came to visit. After the war, he became the Director of the Defense Security Cooperation Agency. He grinned, his tone provocative, "Frederick, we meet again. I never thought The Pentagon would send me to serve as the military inspector at the front command. We must cooperate well!"

The two had some conflicts before.

During the Gulf War, they cursed each other due to disagreements. One thought the other was not from a traditional background, while the other believed the other didn't understand what a surprise attack tactic was.

Later when Admiral Frederick Franks was transferred to serve as the commander of the Army Training and Doctrine Command, he fired a dozen employees who were gambling at the time, one of whom happened to be related to Major General Thomas Rem.

The circle of the powerful is very small...

Who is whose who, it's all too common.

"I don't understand what a military inspector means... In the frontline units, we don't need eunuchs!" Frederick Franks said outright.

Thomas Rem's face suddenly darkened, but he took a deep breath and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, we have plenty of time, I will make you understand my capabilities."

After speaking, he didn't care about the other, got up directly with the department personnel and left. At the doorway, he paused, "By the way, remember to submit the military action plan to me early, I need to get approval from above. You wouldn't want your operational plan to be delayed, would you?"

With that, he left with a smile.

"F***! Commander, let me find someone to eliminate him!" The adjutant beside spoke ruthlessly, "A few deaths on the front line are all too normal."

Frederick Franks closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Get out."

The adjutant was stunned, hurriedly called, "Commander!"

"Get out."

Seeing the state of the other, the adjutant could only stomp his foot angrily and leave.

"Why is it even old friends don't trust?"

"Norman..."

Frederick Frank talked to himself, he knew killing the other would be useless, it would only make The Pentagon more suspicious, and then he would be transferred back to the rear, where many strategies and tactics would have to be started anew.

The famous line from German philosopher Hegel, "The only thing we learn from history is that we learn nothing from history."

Ironically, back then Norman Schwartzkopf argued with The Pentagon over the war plan, thinking they interfered too much, but now...

It's truly ironic black humor.

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