Working as a police officer in Mexico

Mexico National Cinema.

Victor, accompanied by Belsaria and other high-ranking officials including Casare, was watching the biographical film "Victor" directed by Mexican female director Maria de Novara.

Often...

Three and a half hours.

Total investment exceeded 27 million US dollars.

Of course, nobody would dare to mess with a film laden with political factors. The film narrates Victor's journey from an ordinary child to Mexico's savior.

Victor looked pensively at the scenes in the movie:

"He" stood in the central square of Guadalupe Island, shouting loudly: "Even if my blood runs dry, I will dye every inch of this land's border red; even if my heartbeat ceases, I will let my blood become the longitude and latitude of mountains and rivers, determined to create a world without drugs, I want the children to be happy, I want the elderly to live long, I want the young not to wander in uncertainty about the future!"

This passionate speech was profoundly moving.

Belsaria glanced at her husband and held him tightly, and Victor smiled gently at her.

In the film, there were also scenes of casualties and sacrifices. When the audience saw Victor holding his fallen comrade and crying bitterly, they couldn't help but wipe their tears.

The drug war...

has never been smooth sailing.

A three and a half hour movie is long, but there were no dull moments. The director is a master of political films, even added an epilogue at the end.

Victor, in a suit, sat under the sunlight, with a voice-over: "Do you feel you have already succeeded?"

The actor in the film looked determinedly at the camera, hands clasped, leaning forward.

"No, my wish is, a world without drugs!"

The background gradually turned gray and slowly faded…

The lights in the cinema came on, and everyone stood up and applauded loudly.

The female director Maria de Novara and the cast standing at the back breathed a sigh of relief.

Political films are always risky.

Amid the host's calls, they all walked onto the stage in unison, Victor adjusted his suit and went up to shake hands with each of them, even patted the young male lead on the shoulder, and said to Casare beside him, "I think he acted very well, even I thought he was me."

He burst into laughter, followed by the high-ranking officials behind him.

The people in charge of the film section of the publicity department immediately understood that this film would certainly be nominated for the Mexican Golden Dragon Award at the end of the year.

Otherwise, it would be blind judgment.

What?

Never heard of the Mexican Golden Dragon Award?

You've heard of the Venice Golden Lion, right?

And the Berlin Silver Bear, right?

There's also the Philippine Iron Monkey Award, all benchmarks in the "animal category"…in the film industry.

The Mexican Golden Dragon Award was actually a last resort because Hollywood no longer includes the Mexican film industry.

So stingy...

After losing on the battlefield, the only way was to impose other forms of sanctions.

American gentlemen?

The three North American branches in India are almost the same.

Chief Secretary Martin Bowman ran up from below the stage and whispered a few words in Victor's ear.

"I see, come on, let's take a group photo." Victor maintained his composure, standing in the center amidst the crowd, while reporters and official photographers snapped away.

After coming down from the stage, Victor squinted as he asked Chief Secretary Martin Bowman, "What's going on?"

"Our warship supporting Columbia collided with the U.S. military in the Pacific Ocean. Neither side fired, but the deck of one of their Arleigh Burke-class destroyers was smashed, leaving it paralyzed, with likely not a low number of casualties."

"They said we endangered navigational safety, and the U.S. military is protesting."

"The Pacific Ocean is so large, yet they just had to come our way, how is it? Do they owe something? What about our warship?"

"Reports from the front line are that the Victor's turret and deck are damaged."

"Make them compensate, damn it, ask them if they still want to aggravate the relations between the two countries, if they want war, if not, then get lost."

Martin Bowman's face stiffened, his peripheral vision catching Casare, hoping to advise a little, can such words be spoken so directly, after all, the other side has face too.

"Anyone who hinders our anti-drug efforts is an enemy." Victor said with a grim face.

Martin Bowman took a deep breath and noted it down, so let's reply with that.

"Mr. Basile wishes to meet you once more."

"Let's go, back to the National Palace."

Victor heard the Syrian Crown Prince wanted to see him, squinted his eyes, and led the people back, knowing that the other side must have already "compromised".

The footsteps of the war in the Golan Heights loomed.

The news of the "US-Mexico warships" clashing with blades in the Pacific spread quickly. The US Navy clamored to use carrier strike groups to completely blockade the Mexican coastline.

Even boastful about...

regaining the face lost by the Army, if not for their Army being unable to defeat the other side, nor would they have had so many warships captured, the insinuations were clearly aimed at the Army.

Night at the White House, a light rain was falling.

The continuous drizzle was irritating.

Carter looked much older!

His mouth was trembling unconsciously, taking several deep breaths after putting down the phone.

Under his "tough" policy, domestic far-right organizations had not been silenced but had instead grown more rampant, with many governors already expressing their dissatisfaction, the chief of Texas even stated that if the US continued this way, they would declare independence.

Carter's internal management skills were still lacking.

But Carter also had something to say…

The United States was rotten to the core.

Once he started investigating, he was shocked to find that seven extremist organizations in the United States were collaborating with the Columbian drug cartel and the Suriname Ye Truth Group. Their business covered all of the United States and Canada, bringing in over 15 billion US dollars annually.