Chapter 1231: Chapter 599: Serves You Right for Running Your Mouth!

“Mexico has quite a few chambers of commerce in Canada. We can claim to be protecting our nationals and these chambers.”

“Do we really have Mexicans doing business in Canada?” Vic said with curiosity, showing some interest. After all, using emotional appeal could attract investments; the country needs them and they have value for promoting unity.”

But who would have thought that this question would directly put Casare in an awkward situation? He chuckled awkwardly, “Juarez, Gulf Group branches should still be there.”

Victor was stunned, and then laughed out of frustration.

Good grief, so those are the kinds of chambers you’re talking about.

“Whether or not we have chambers isn’t important, it’s just an excuse. How is Canada’s naval power?” Cuauhtémoc frowned, looking at the Chief of Staff.

“Terrible, they’re still using ships from forty or fifty years ago. The only new ones are two ‘Halifax’-class frigates, the first in the world to incorporate IMCS into their original design. Every engine, damage control operation, and monitoring is done at the integrated display control console in a centralized control room. The data looks good, but to us, it’s just a target.”

Admiral Horatio Herbert Kitchener was energized, “After the last US-Mexico War when we captured San Diego, we seized more than 40 U.S. Navy ships. We can form a Near Middle Sea battle group, and with our fighter jets, if Canada dares to retaliate, we can destroy them on the spot!”

That statement was quite empowering.

Confidence is built through battles…

Back when the Yanks first clashed with the 39th Volunteer Army at Yun Mountain, one side saw outdated weapons and thought they’d easily win; the other thought established capitalism would surely be formidable.

And when they clashed…

Formidable indeed, but not as imagined!

The battle at Yun Mountain defeated the cavalry division, and thereafter the 39th army was almost invincible. What was that all about? It was the will to fight.

The Mexican Army has this kind of spirit, fighting from Tijuana’s drug cartels to Mexico’s southern government traffickers, to the U.S. Military. What battle haven’t they fought?

What is there to fear!

Victor very much liked generals with this kind of character, patting Admiral Horatio Herbert Kitchener on the shoulder, “Don’t worry, when we need you, you’ll definitely go on.”

“But there’s no need to use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken. Tell Raymond John Natisin to leave us a piece of land in the north. Either we rent, or we take it ourselves.”

“I refuse to believe those few thousand people in Canada will dare to clash with me.”

That’s really true. Despite Canada being a Commonwealth member, it’s primarily led by the United States. If the United States is subdued, what’s left for them to boast about?

Casare’s expression became serious, “About the British…”

“Don’t worry about it. I told Malcolm Rifkind yesterday that North America is Mexican territory. If they reach any further, we’ll cut off their claws. For the greater good, they will swallow their pride.”

“I’ll notify Goebbels to send diplomats to Ottawa.”

“Deploy the Navy to Hudson Bay.”

“Understood!”

Victor stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the world map, squinting at the Canadian section, with some longing.

Using that place to raise kangaroos would be a waste.

…

Norman Schwarzkopf from The Pentagon heard about the chaos in Canada and felt uneasy, hastily convening a meeting.

“Canada cannot fall into disorder; we need a stable rear.”

“Then deploy forces there to maintain stability, damned Indians, what are they trying to do? Shit, their brains are stuffed full of crap.”

…

The people below spoke one after another, expressing their opinions.

“Enough.”

Norman Schwarzkopf shouted, his voice somewhat weak, but upon hearing him, everyone shut their mouths. Even a sick tiger is still a tiger?

His eyes scanned the crowd, but he didn’t discuss Canada’s issue. Instead, he asked, “Is the negotiation team with Mexico prepared?”

Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller paused.

Norman Schwarzkopf saw his expression and knew, hitting the table with his fist, bam bam bam!

“Is fulfilling what I assign you so difficult? Cough cough cough…Are you spending your days just eating, drinking, enjoying yourselves, and doing drugs?!”

Calvin Waller opened his mouth, unsure how to respond, eventually lowering his head to listen. The dictates of a one-man show cannot be contradicted.

He would stop on his own when he got tired of scolding.

Indeed, four or five minutes later, Norman Schwarzkopf sat in the chair panting heavily, took a long time to catch his breath, his eyes bloodshot, “Our current task is to discuss ceasefire with Mexico; the war with them is entangling us too much.”

Especially with the entire 82nd Airborne Division rebelling, causing unrest among many below, making units hard to lead. Following that, two regimental-level reorganizations threatened to surrender but were discovered by a “Military Inspector,” who directly executed the military commanders.

It looked like a bloody suppression was effective.

But Norman Schwarzkopf, who had long been in the army, knew if this continued, the army would mutiny.

The US-Mexico War can’t continue; we need to turn our attention to battling those Independent States.

“You need to lead a team and quickly establish contact with Mexico…” he looked at the Deputy Defense Minister.

Calvin Waller: ?? Me?

His face had a surprised expression, and his eyes showed some fear. In the Mexican warrants, he was ranked second, with a bounty exceeding a million Riyal. Wasn’t going there just inviting death?

If Victor were to execute any envoy during a war, then what?

“Defense Minister, I’m afraid I can’t do it; I…I have some family matters,” Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller, who had the capability to perform tasks and a responsible attitude, couldn’t go and sign his death warrant.

“What matters could you possibly have? Can family issues be greater than national matters? Nation and then family – such thoughts are purely selfish!”

Norman Schwarzkopf’s words were harsh, but Calvin just hung his head, while looking at others, who were practically quail-like, almost stuffing their heads into their pants.

This immediately made the old defense minister laugh in frustration, as he stood swiftly, “I never thought under my command it’s all a bunch of cowardly rats, are you all willing to die for the nation as per your oath under the American flag, and now what?”

“Why don’t you go…”

A muttering sound was heard, very light, but almost everyone had heard it. Their eyes turned toward the Senate Speaker: Charles Grassley.

You’re bold, saying such a thing.

You really think Norman Schwarzkopf is easy to provoke?

Everyone expected trouble, but surprisingly, he didn’t lose his temper. Instead, he gently said, “You’re bolder than I imagined. Charles, you will be responsible, come to my office later to discuss the specifics.”

Having said that, he walked away without looking back, but no one saw the panic and fear in his eyes, feeling his authority was challenged!

If someone dares to say such things at a meeting, it indicates that many present have issues with him.

This made Norman Schwarzkopf very worried…

Without the support of these people, his position is not secure.

Seeing the “boss” leave.

Everyone looked at Senate Speaker: Charles Grassley, with looks ranging from amused, thoughtful to fierce.

“Charles, don’t worry, we all have your back, just have a good debate with the General,” said Francesca Daniels, the Speaker of the House of Representatives, first starting the conversation, patting him on the shoulder.

Others also comforted him, leaving him with only the Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller with whom he had a good relationship. The latter placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Deputy Defense Minister…”

“Don’t be afraid, don’t lose face. We’ve seen everything that comes with the battlefield, be spirited. If you manage this well, the Defense Minister won’t screw you over.”

Charles Grassley really wanted to slap himself a few times.

Curse your loose tongue, curse your loose tongue!!

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