Chapter 1228: Chapter 598: “Goblin” God’s Possession!_2

The rebellion of ethnic minorities in Chiapas State, Mexico, has a British backing.

But Victor is now a seasoned politician, more focused on interests; as long as the interests are sufficient, everything is negotiable.

“I don’t ask for much, just hope that North America is for North Americans. Mexico has existed on this land for so long. The United States, Canada, Guatemala, as well as Central America and even South America have been in harmonious contact with Mexico since ancient times. The steps of the Indigenous people are all over the Americas. The rest is not our business.”

Malcolm Rifkind’s face twitched. Damn, why don’t you say the Earth, no, the Moon is yours too?

He also knew the deeper meaning of Victor’s words, telling him not to stir up trouble in the Americas, or Victor would be really upset.

But having been a troublemaker for so long, the British fear nothing but others not listening to them. No matter how strong the United States is, Britain is always opposing it, often causing petty troubles. In terms of foundation, Mexico is far behind the United States.

If it weren’t for the fact that the United States isn’t completely finished yet, the British might have already caused trouble for Mexico.

You say, the sun has set, but you’re still dreaming of the sun never setting.

Malcolm Rifkind cursed silently, but calmly replied, “If the United States is no more, Europe and America will be at peace.”

Victor glanced at him and smiled.

“We want to establish sovereignty over the Malvinas Islands.”

The Falkland Islands issue!

“Then you should go talk to Argentina. Mexico has never meddled in other countries’ affairs.”

Malcolm Rifkind frowned, just about to continue, when he heard an exclamation. People near the door instinctively ran to both sides, while the security personnel at both ends quickly shut the doors. After about ten seconds, with everyone still confused, the door reopened. Casare stood in the doorway, apologizing to everyone, “Very sorry, the waiter tripped with the food cart.”

Everyone sighed in relief upon hearing this.

Such small mistakes are common.

Even the President of the United States sometimes soils his pants, although not often.

Victor took the opportunity to apologize to Malcolm Rifkind and went off to chat with other important Defense Ministers.

The British Defense Minister felt Victor was really slippery. He took a deep breath, looked around, and went to find familiar faces to plan on carving out a piece of land in the Americas.

After a few pleasantries, Victor moved aside to rest, and Casare seized the moment to approach. The former asked, “What happened just now?”

“The French Defense Minister’s bodyguard just combined his gun and bullets outside…”

“And got knocked out by the security personnel with a single punch.”

Victor half-opened his mouth; he found this news astounding, even after all the storms he had weathered.

For diplomatic interests and safety concerns, leadership visiting foreign lands are allowed to carry weapons, but only handguns are permitted—no submachine guns, automatic rifles, or machine guns—and prior notification to the host country is required. Ammo and weapon must be separated and checked by both parties.

This is basic protocol.

You combine gun and ammo, what are you trying to do? Attempt a massacre of the Defense Ministers present?

“Look into this carefully, and let the French know, if it was just a slip of the hand, let him go.”

“Understood!”

Casare nodded and swiftly went to make arrangements.

The luncheon continued until a little past one in the afternoon, and then everyone left. Some Defense Ministers returned to rest, others went sightseeing at major attractions in Mexico City, and some wanted to visit residential areas. These were all pre-approved.

They would be staying here for four days.

The “Mexican Weapons Exhibition” is coming up next, which is the main event!

With Defense Ministers present, it’s not unreasonable to sell some weapons.

Things on the Mexican side were bustling.

Meanwhile, in the United States, it was “quiet and deserted.”

Apart from phone calls from Defense Ministers in Spain and Poland saying they wouldn’t join forces with the “evil powers,” resolutely siding with the United States.

This left the Defense Minister Norman Schwartzkopf somewhat helpless.

What do I need with such small fries as you?

Combined, you barely have a few ships, which in the Asian Zone, the matchmaking system could crush you to death. But since they were loyal followers, he still reassured them a bit, promising them that America’s difficulties were temporary, and so on.

After hanging up the phone, Norman Schwartzkopf shook his head helplessly and sighed. He had only stayed in the hospital for a day and a half before coming back to work, as power cannot be absent for too long.

This is also why many people, even if sick, must keep it a secret.

He got up to move around, as the doctor told him he couldn’t sit for too long.

Just then, Deputy Defense Minister Calvin Waller rushed in, which displeased Norman Schwartzkopf. What is it? Don’t you know how to knock?

Are you trying to advance further?

Just as he was about to reprimand, the other party anxiously said, “Defense Minister, Canadian Indigenous people have rebelled!”

“What?!?!”

…

Canada, First Canadian Place in Toronto!

A dark-skinned young man with an intellectual look stood on the base of a statue, wearing glasses, and in front of him stood thousands of Indians.

“Brothers and sisters! This cold northern wind once promised us warmth and opportunity!

“It blows through the maple leaves but nearly extinguishes the flame in our hearts—the flame inherited from our ancestors, nourished by the Ganges and Indus Rivers! We overcame the heights like Sagarmatha (Mount Everest) and traversed the depths of Kalipani (Black Water) to reach this so-called ‘land of opportunity’!”