Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 637 - 377: Still Want Human Rights?

Regarding the "black incidents" against Japanese expatriates, nobody gave a damn.

Many countries were thoroughly annoyed by them.

During World War II, the Pacific Theater caused harm to many people, and Victor's actions still receive praises from some people in private.

Hehe, now they have met their match, right?

Don't look at that nation bowing and apologizing all the time, seemingly civilized and polite, but deep down they're still the same lowlifes, you have to deal with them specifically!

Even the Japanese' daddy, the Yanks, couldn't wipe their own asses clean at home, would they seriously clash with Victor over such a "trivial matter"?

Impossible!

Even out of fear of "ruining" bilateral relations, the White House Spokesman made a special appearance, "This is Mexico's internal affair, we have no comment."

Sitting in his office with his legs crossed, Victor watched the statement on television and almost laughed out loud.

"When have the Yanks ever been so obedient?"

Casare peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth. It was somewhat tart, and his face contorted, "They're just bullies who are afraid of the strong. When they suspect you have weapons of mass destruction, you'd better actually have them. Look, since we've bombed Zacatecas State, the U.S. has become much more polite in its dealings with us."

And that was indeed true.

The great fire of Zacatecas State had not yet been extinguished; there were simply too many combustibles. Victor ordered his troops to dig firebreaks and ignore the rest, letting them burn.

It's been nearly a week now, and half the state had been reduced to ashes!

Over 500,000 people had become refugees, starting to surge northward.

At that moment, Victor was "Popo" himself!

Too urbanized indeed!

"From a military perspective, we are successful, but we must ensure the basic needs of these refugees and the security of various cities. We absolutely cannot have any more violent criminal cases!" Victor's expression tightened slightly, "We need to find a proper way for them to vent."

The drug war was ongoing. If you only act in the short term, you'll definitely get support, but in the long run, the domestic situation becomes oppressive, especially for those refugees affected, which could lead to extreme dissatisfaction.

After entering the local area, the local residents felt that these people would take over jobs, causing an inevitable conflict.

In the first wave of refugees following the bombing of Zacatecas, a group of them rushed into neighboring Durango State, driven by hunger, they began looting food from a food stall. Of course, the vendor would not allow it, which led to a verbal confrontation.

The refugees grew bold and violent!

With one stab, someone was killed, but they were quickly subdued by the police and did not escape. Logically, that should have ended the matter, but the local residents were upset and initiated a "Warrior duel" against the refugees!

Previously when Mexico was called the United States, the relationship between the states was not very good, and with this incident, it eventually escalated into a massive brawl.

The National Guard stationed locally suppressed it outright.

But these emotions definitely would not dissipate and were bound to explode sooner or later.

Casare's eyes gleamed with an idea, "Boss, we can enhance the national pride and identification with the country; for instance, by implementing the 'Management Law' against Japanese, allowing the public to participate in the management of Japanese, purposely spreading the conflict towards the Japanese."

That tactic sounded very familiar...

Victor frowned and then realized, hell, isn't this the "Anti-Chinese Bill" suggested by the Yanks?

On the surface, it seemed to target Chinese people, but in reality, it was to divert the class conflict within the United States, creating a new "race class."

Like how in the U.S. it's White people > Black people > Asians; when there weren't enough Chinese people, they broadened their discrimination to include more groups.

But it won't stop people from coming.

If you want to smuggle your way into the United States, you inevitably have to pass through Mexico, hehe...

Victor patted Casare on the shoulder and lamented, "You are incorrigibly wicked..."

"Could I be worse than the Japanese? They're so evil yet they manage to reproduce. I'm nothing compared to their performance during World War II. I say, from now on, whoever gets cozy with the Yanks, we include them in the bill!"

"We'll control the southern gateway. No refugee will sneak into the United States without our permission. The Democratic Party won't get a single new vote. In my opinion, we should expand our maritime territory and crack down on those smuggling ships."

"Go ahead, draft a written report, and I'll sign the 'Anti-Japanese Bill!'"

Casare was full of vim, nodding vigorously.

Two men of overwhelming power had decided the living conditions of a group of people in Mexico.

Japanese people?

Oh, that's not a problem!

They look like J8, whatever that is!

Casare worked quickly, and the very next day, which was the beginning of June, the "Anti-Japanese Bill" was already crafted, though not by him, but by a specialized secretariat.

The main content of the "Anti-Japanese Bill" was to prohibit all Japanese immigrants from entering Mexico and forbid Japanese residing in Mexico from obtaining citizenship.

Moreover, Japanese could not hold high positions in Mexican state-owned enterprises, institutions, or private companies.

Japanese could only take on labor jobs in Mexico, such as laying train tracks.

And they needed a guarantor even for traveling; without one, they could not move to other states but stay put right here.

This was essentially forcing these people into unsavory jobs.

Like prostitutes.

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It's no big deal, after all, the Japanese don't feel shame.

"Add one more, if any Japanese are caught drug trafficking, smuggling, stealing, or arson, the discoverers are free to deal with them!"

Tsk tsk tsk...

Third-class citizens now, no better than pigs or dogs.

Casare quickly took notes.

"Boss, we've got a hold of drug smuggling and human trafficking leads from the Red-light district's trade association; we've also captured over 200 Mexicans from the border regions and found a homemade submarine!"

"And you wouldn't believe it, they were sourcing from the United States and transporting back to Tijuana. We discovered over 20 pounds of drugs and found a register in the association's possession with a list of buyers' names. I've already sent people to make the arrests."

"Send them all to labor camps," Victor said when he heard people were still using drugs, his expression unhappy.

Isn't this a slap in my face?

I just said dozens of days ago there were no drug cases, and now this pops up.

"Wait, those using drugs, bury them! Sending them to labor camps would be useless, and they'd just waste food."

Casare nodded vigorously, "Boss, should we hold a press conference?"

"Of course! Without a release, how do we discriminate against the Japanese? Release it!" Victor was resolute.

That very afternoon, as soon as the revised Anti-Japanese Bill was released.

It instantly dominated global charts!

This thing... blatant and overt discrimination.

The United Nations Human Rights Council stepped down personally, branding Victor's actions as against tyranny, against humanity.

They simply said one word: "Scram!"

"The fairest thing for the Japanese is to let them experience the sins of their World War II era!"

The incident had a significant impact.

Japan immediately expelled the Mexican Ambassador and demanded Victor retract the bill, claiming the "fact of crimes in Japan Street" was fabricated.

"The Yamato are the friendliest race in the world, we are shocked by such affairs, and we are continuously concerned!"

Some demanded the confiscation of Mexican assets and the expulsion of Mexicans.

Less than 3000 Mexicans live in Japan.

These individuals also faced retaliation from the general public.

Including a few extreme "Yamato National Essence Association" also announced "sanctions" against Victor!

On the evening of June 1st, seven Mexicans across two households were killed at home, their property completely looted.

On June 2nd, Okinawa saw indiscriminate attacks against Mexicans, causing 15 casualties.

On the morning of June 3rd...

Nine "extremist members" from the "Great Japanese National Essence Society," disguised as tourists, boarded the "Duke Victor" cruise ship. As it left Japanese waters and approached international waters near Mexico, they suddenly attacked the cockpit.

After killing the captain and taking hostages, they broadcast a clear message, demanding the Mexican Government release the Japanese and apologize to the Emperor of Japan, threatening to execute the hostages as a prepared measure!

Mexican-Japanese discord reached a climax!

At the "Mexican Military Operations Building," ten kilometers from the Governor's Mansion, stood a vast complex painted red, functioning as the "Department of Defense Office Building," where Kennedy also served as the Defense Minister.

Spanning over 20 acres, it was initially built as an "all-in-one pleasure complex" by the Tijuana Cartel, intended to be turned into a "drug paradise," similar to Amsterdam's Red Light District.

This was a "Drug Kingdom."

Before it was finished, Victor had taken over, leaving it incomplete.

Naturally, it was seized, and then converted into the Defense Building.

"Officer on deck!"

As the adjutant called out in the top floor conference room, the senior officers inside stood up promptly, standing at attention.

Kennedy strode in with a dark face, slamming his hat on the table, "The Governor called me over, inquiring about the cruise ship hijacking. Even though he didn't scold me, I felt humiliated!"

"Those brazen Japanese dogs, they all deserve to drown in the Pacific Ocean; we must rescue the complete cruise ship. I don't care by what means, this situation must be handled cleanly!"

"Will the Coast Guard Boat Assault Team and the SWAT Special Police Force handle this matter?!" he eyed Police Chief James Ryan and Navy Chief Ivica Alonso, both of whom stood up instantly, "We guarantee to complete the mission!"

Commander Ken's face relaxed slightly, then hesitated before speaking, "You've all been around, you should know the General cares a lot about face. If he's not happy, I'm not happy, and if I'm not happy, do you really think you're going to be happy?"

"Make sure you do it cleanly."

"Do we take prisoners?"

"They are broadcasting live, right? Then we execute them in front of the whole world!"

"Chop off their heads!"

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