The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 162 Finally looks good

To be honest, it may be that our understanding of mold is too stereotypical.

Xiunuo had always thought that this thing would only grow in places where oil was discovered.

However, the information he found gave him the impression that they were always on the other side of the Blue Planet, as for what was happening in South America.

The situation over there is already so chaotic. Except for one country that remains stubborn despite all the sanctions, the rest of the places are simply the blood banks of American capitalists.

For a country, it is natural that it would like to see its neighboring countries in such a mess.

After all, for a group of guys who made their fortune by plundering, they will firmly believe that plundering is in their best interests.

As someone who had experienced the process of routing the line, Xiunuo knew too well how chaotic places like Mexico adjacent to the United States and Honduras not far away were, and he also understood the situation in the countries in South America.

So, after all this, do we still need to interfere in other people's political power?
Oh, Xiunuo suddenly realized.

Is it possible that it was these bastards who interfered with South America and caused it to become like that?

What do you mean now? You are still not satisfied after all the trouble?
Moreover, this kind of thing is not about cultivating pro-China armed forces, the CIA inciting the people, and imposing economic sanctions. At most, it is a matter of some "mercenaries" who do not belong here intervening.

They would actually send the Marines?

This is not your character.

Because many times, things over there can be handled much more cost-effectively through economic sanctions and political pressure than through the military.

No, Xiunuo suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misconception.

Saving money means saving America’s money, but the army is the army and the soldiers are soldiers.

If it's really the army that goes there, then how can it be called a secret operation?

Moreover, if it was really a secret operation, it would probably be a secret that even the Federation didn’t know about, right?

Xiunuo looked at Will across from him: "So, you actually participated in a coup unintentionally."

"I think so."

But Xiuno shook his head and said, "A few Marines can influence a coup in a country? Do you think that's why you were silenced? And in order to protect that child, you are willing to become a homeless person?"

"Isn't that right?"

Xiu Nuo smiled: "No wonder you are a big-headed soldier."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know if you are deliberately keeping silent or you are afraid to say it." Xiu Nuo tapped the table with his fingers, and then said, "Actually, it's very simple to silence you, isn't it? You will be ambushed in the next mission, or shot when you are evacuating, or at worst ambushed while walking on the road. Do they need to let you return home if they want to kill a few big-name soldiers, and then let your family suffer with you?"

Will stopped talking.

"It seems that my two hundred dollars is indeed not enough." Xiu Nuo sighed: "So, a certain officer gave you orders for his own benefit, or in other words, there is nothing wrong with this matter itself. Anyway, there are many cases where you have been rescued and sent back to the country for the bad things you did abroad. Moreover, the people you rescued have already come to power. There is no point in messing with you at this time."

"Maybe it's because our lives are worthless?"

"Forget it. If you die, they still have to pay a pension, and that has to be given to your family. But if you are alive, you still have to pay taxes. Your life may not be worth much, but they don't want to pay for your death."

"Of course, there may be other reasons, such as whether they really care about the lives of citizens and soldiers? At least from what you said now, you have nothing to do with them. Then the problem should be on the murderer."

"Did it go smoothly for the people you rescued to get on stage?" Xiu Nuo suddenly said.

"I, I don't know." Xiunuo took out his cell phone and started typing.

"What are you looking for?"

"News." Xiu Nuo said nonchalantly, "You guys like to report on foreign scandals so much. Well, I found it. It went pretty smoothly. So there's no problem?"

"What do you mean?"

"Trade, or maybe the remnants." Xiunuo looked at Will and said, "Let me ask you, you killed a lot of people when you rescued them, right?"

Will was suddenly silent.

Xiu Nuo whistled: "From the looks of you, it seems like something quite interesting happened."

Will still didn't speak.

Xiunuo laughed even more happily: "Is this why you decided to become a homeless person? Because you also know that it will not do you any good to investigate this matter further, and even they know it, so you can live. After all, a homeless person has almost lost the right to speak in America. And in your description, it seems that you have never used your traditional media talents."

Will took out two hundred dollars and put them on the table: "For the drinks, our deal is over sir."

Xiunuo raised his hand and patted Will, saying slowly, "Tell me, what did you do? The atmosphere has come to this point, don't spoil the fun, Will."

After hearing this, Will looked at Xiunuo for some unknown reason and said, "Our operation was almost exposed. During the process, we passed by a village of more than 20 people, but we were discovered."

"So you killed those guys?"

Will gritted his teeth, then said slowly: "The order we received is to do it at all costs, so, yes."

"That's right, Will." Xiunuo laughed.

I knew you were not a good person.

Will lowered his head and clenched his fists: "I became a homeless person because of myself."

But Xiunuo's voice sounded like a devil: "You were just following orders. You shouldn't have been there. Let me guess, no one blamed you afterwards, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone home for vacation."

Will looked up and looked at Xiunuo in shock: "What do you mean?"

This kind of thing is the deepest secret in Will's heart. If a normal person knew about this kind of thing, he would definitely despise himself and call himself a devil, right?
But why does this Asian guy in front of me seem to not care at all?

Even a little excited!
And Xiunuo has already spoken: "I mean, this is not your fault, Will, but, obviously, what happened afterwards was revenge from the people over there, so why did they retaliate? Who betrayed you?"

"You are a bastard, a murderer, an executioner, but why did you compromise, Will? You guys deserve to die, but why should your family bear such punishment with you? Will, you wanted to find the truth in the beginning because you thought they shouldn't be involved in this revenge, right?"

Will stared at Xiunuo blankly.

"Who ordered you to go there? Who gave you the order to save people at all costs? And who betrayed your information and killed your family? You are just a bunch of poor soldiers who followed orders. Now that you and your family are dead, where are they?"

"Oh, they should be accepting the tributes from the current ruler of Bolivia, while taking the US dollars bribed by the Avengers, and having a party with girls in some villa. And you, your teammates, and the lives of your teammates' families have become the bargaining chips for those people to get all this."

"You are still choosing self-exile for your own conscience, while others are enjoying themselves. Wow, you are really great, Will."

At this point, Xiu Nuo picked up the Coke and said, "Here's to you, the great Sergeant Will Frank. And now, I also know this secret. With this secret, I think I can eat you for the rest of my life, right?"

Will was already trembling all over.

He looked at Xiu Nuo, who seemed to be smiling, and asked with a trembling voice: "Sir? What do you need me to do?"

(End of this chapter)