Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1712 - 770: Compradors and Foreign Powers?
Capítulo 1712: Chapter 770: Compradors and Foreign Powers?
May 20, 1996, Southern Indiana.
The annihilation of the Italian “Sniper” brigade was like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of the NATO Allied commanders.
Fight?
Fight what?
Eventually, everyone would take turns getting hit.
Mexico is too strong.
So, the very tacit front line halted about fifty kilometers south of Gree City, not advancing further.
No one could sacrifice themselves for the United States, could they?
We came here to make money!!!
No one wanted to be the next Bertolini.
The British forces were the first to retreat their defensive line, pulling back the salient to align with the adjacent French defense area.
Seeing this, the French Foreign Legion tactfully retracted about three kilometers north to occupy a more easily defensible bend in the river.
The Germans followed closely; their positions were already methodical, and at this moment they strengthened their fortifications, preparing for a long-term standoff.
The Polish complained, but lacking flank support, could only cease their advance and hold the trenches.
The Polish seemed very belligerent…
The Mexican Army did not take the opportunity to expand their gains.
Admiral Kitchener strictly carried out Victor’s order to “hold the line”; the frontline troops did not launch any battalion-sized attacks, deploying only small reconnaissance and patrol units. Soldiers on both sides watched each other on the silent battlefield, with occasional shots fired.
Kentucky, Coalition Forces’ temporary command center.
The arguments did not stop, but their content changed.
“We must reevaluate the overall strategy!”
Colonel Sohaski of Poland still had the loudest voice, “The Italians are finished, a gap has appeared on the flank, and our axis of attack is completely exposed! Continuing to advance separately is suicide!”
Major Schmidt of Germany did not argue this time; he adjusted his glasses and said, “I agree. The current situation is unfavorable for further offense. The Mexicans have demonstrated their defensive and counterattack capabilities on the preset battlefield. We need time to integrate command, coordinate logistics, and acquire more accurate intelligence.”
Colonel Durand of France leisurely smoked a cigarette, “Integrate command? Easier said than done. Consolidating the existing control area is a pragmatic choice, and we also need to let the soldiers catch their breath.”
Brigadier General FitzRoy of the United Kingdom glanced at everyone, his mind crystal clear.
All excuses.
The real reason was that no one wanted to send their young men into the Mexican meat grinder again.
The photos of the Italian bodies sent back to Europe caused a political storm that sent chills through the governments of various countries.
Wars can be fought, but people can’t die in such ugly ways, especially not being wiped out as units.
Is the pension free?
Especially since FitzRoy had also received calls from some close contacts privately, “Old Buddha” wants to build a “palace,” no major casualties should occur, otherwise… compensation won’t come in time.
FitzRoy slowly began to speak, “We hereby reach an informal agreement for all units to transition into a defensive posture, ceasing all large-scale offensive operations, and consolidating the existing front lines. Meanwhile, we will jointly propose to our respective governments and NATO Headquarters to explore the possibility of resolving the North American standoff through political and diplomatic means.”
“Political means?” Sohaski frowned, “Does that mean admitting we can’t defeat Victor militarily?”
“It means reducing unnecessary sacrifices, Colonel.”
Durand exhaled a smoke ring, “Military is an extension of politics. When the cost of military means becomes too high, politics must take the stage. It’s not about glory, it’s about interests.”
“Are you here to fight in the United States or something?”
This statement quieted everyone down.
Yes, interests.
They crossed the ocean to come here; was it truly to defend the “Freedom Alliance’s” democratic ideals?
Don’t make me laugh.
They came to reap the beauty of profits.
As the war dragged on, the costs of military adventurism had become clear. Therefore, it became a necessary choice to maintain interests in a different way.
“I will report our consensus to London.” FitzRoy finally said.
The other commanders also nodded in succession.
A military meeting initially aimed at “separate attacks and seizing merit” ultimately reached a tacit agreement of “pausing attacks and finding your own path.”
Except for the Polish being a little upset…
But you know, the anger of small countries is the least valuable.
The big brothers get unhappy, they will just directly veto you!
The Mexican Army seized the time to reorganize the troops, replenish ammunition, and rotate the weary frontline units.
The NATO Allied Army fortified their positions while contemplating. Especially the French.
In Colonel Durand’s command post, plumes of smoke wafted around.
Instead of a military map, spread out in front of him were a wrinkled Wall Street Journal and a few telegram excerpts from France.
“Look at this.”
He tapped a piece of the financial section of the newspaper with his finger, “Victor controls California and Texas, but he can’t digest them. Especially California’s Silicon Valley and Texas’s energy industry. Technology, capital, and talent are either outflowing or stagnant. Mexico lacks sufficient management experience and high-end industry chains.”
His Chief of Staff was thoughtful, “You’re saying…”
“When the fighting ends, eventually there will be talks. Once the talks are over, there will be reconstruction. Reconstruction requires capital, technology, and markets.”
Durand’s eyes showed a shrewd of a businessman, “Our French companies have advantages in energy, infrastructure, and high-end manufacturing. Rather than letting the British or Germans steal a march, we should make our move now.”
“But, the ‘Freedom Alliance’ over there…”
Durand smiled, “‘Freedom Alliance’ is just a loose coalition of frightened politicians and opportunists, not fit to be brought to the table.”
