Residents near the military camp saw a lot of ambulances and quite a few cars with government plates rushing over and immediately sensed that something major had happened.
"Hey, is this the London Times? There's been an incident, I heard an explosion, and there are ambulances, right! Right! It's at the military camp, 200 British Pounds? Go to hell!" An excited, hefty resident was on the phone. When he heard their offer, he was furious and ready to hang up.
"Wait, 500 British Pounds, that's the most we can do. You know, firsthand information is what's valuable."
"Alright, then you better get over here. The address is at XXXXX..." He was about to give his address when the line went dead.
He was bewildered, frantically pressing his phone to restart it, but to no avail.
The hefty resident was experienced and immediately understood that the signal was being jammed.
He had participated in the national miners' strike during the Iron Maiden's era in 1984. Back then... When the signal was cut, many journalists couldn't broadcast live.
It was a sorry state of affairs.
But he was not someone to be trifled with; identifying the problem, he decided to solve it. He dug out his camera, stood on the balcony, and snapped a few pictures of the interior to sell to the journalists later.
His gut told him something major had happened.
The news of the SAS camp explosion couldn't stay hidden.
British journalists were notoriously tenacious—nothing that they wanted to know could stay hidden.
There's a saying: "We see deeper than the CIA!"
Under such intense scrutiny, a news article titled "Military Camp Explosion, 10 Dead, 7 Injured!" was released the next day.
"According to informants, an explosion occurred at the SAS military camp, affecting a dozen people inside a meeting, 10 dead, specific names unclear, but including representatives from the British Royals, Danish Royal Family, Dutch Royal Family, and the Spanish Royal Family..."
For a time, it was extremely sensational!
Many speculated it was the work of Hydra.
But just then, 11 terrorist organizations claimed responsibility for the incident!
This included Al-Qaeda, founded in 1988 by a Saudi to resist the Soviet Union.
Because they urgently needed new blood, they found...
Many things that other people dared not acknowledge, they were rushing to claim.
A myriad of approaches.
Hydra, incensed, made a statement that sounded like a small essay, essentially saying it was their doing and their target was people dealing with drug traffickers and drug prohibition.
"We also warn those terrorist organizations, please do not engage in drug trafficking, do not trade in human lives, and do not think of dragging children away from their homes. We are watching you—remember, remember! Hydra sends you greetings, have a good morning, afternoon, and night!"
But such threats were not taken seriously by terrorist organizations.
Which one among them did not engage in illegal criminal activities?
Drug trafficking and the like were trivial!
To grow, an organization must engage in outrageous acts.
However, Hydra's "warning" sparked a movement called the "Battle for Justice" in Europe, dubbed the "Youth Storm."
Many young people began to advocate the "Hydra Theory."
That was: "If justice is not absolute, then it is absolutely not justice. Any means are to serve justice, and any villain need not be tried, but executed directly!"
It was quite popular.
Someone even set up a website for them.
If it were not inconvenient to recruit openly now... it would guarantee a few new recruits.
It seems there are still many who pursue justice.
You see, when I use your methods against you, you become unhappy.
Indeed, Europe and America are NMD double-standard dogs!
Amidst increasingly tense international relations.
What was Victor's deal?
He was eating as usual, drinking as usual.
Today, here, he was to receive the United Nations delegation. The Governor's Mansion had prepared a dinner, and they even got some good stuff out.
But there's always someone who likes to cause trouble at this time.
A call from the Propaganda Minister Goebbels, responsible for reception.
"General, the delegates want to visit the slums first."
Victor narrowed his eyes immediately, "I'll be right there."
"MD, they've come to stir up trouble!"
"Joseph, get the car ready."
The Guard Commander, Joseph Xiafei, quickly responded.
As Emperor Victor got up to leave, he paused and pocketed the ashtray into his jacket.
Meanwhile, in the slums of Tijuana.
About two dozen vehicles were parked on the main road, with various people of different skin colors alighting, their bodyguards vigilantly standing guard.
Goebbels was accompanying an American, Field Whitney, an influential American human rights figure and a member of the United Nations Human Rights Council, a handsome middle-aged man.
Standing at the entrance to the slum, he looked around and sniffed the air, frowning, "The living conditions here are very poor, these people are prone to breeding germs, you should do better."
Goebbels' expression was indifferent, but the Mexican nearby was quite indignant.
"This environment has already greatly improved!"
"It's still not enough," Field Whitney shook his head.
"And what about the slums in the United States?"
"There are no slums in the United States, sir."
Field Whitney's face darkened, "Is this how Mexicans treat guests?"
"Shut up!" Goebbels scolded his colleague who had spoken out and turned to the other, "Sorry, Mr. Whitney."
"It's alright. After all, education levels in Mexico are still quite low. Come on, let's go up and have a look."
He said and led the way up.
"Minister!" A Mexican Government official called out discontentedly.
"What's the rush? The General is on his way."