United States of America, Yalar City, Presidential Residence.

The time now is 05:00 sharp in the morning, and President Caldwell convened an impromptu meeting of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

"Based on our people's many years of latent investigation in the Dominican Republic, we have now compiled a clue."

"On June 12, 1984, the long-lost drug lord Les Correa from the Dominican Republic suddenly appeared at the headquarters of his drug lord group."

"Not only that, when he returned to the drug lord group, he also brought two bodyguards with terrifying skills. He easily wiped out the headquarters and regained control of the group."

"Shortly after seizing power, Reis Correa unusually approached the warlord of the Dominican Republic, Ilya Barkawi."

At the Joint Chiefs of Staff meeting, a middle-aged man in a suit was standing in front of a curtain on the wall. As the remote control in his hand was pressed, a photo was displayed on the curtain.

The photos show the day when Les Correa returned to the headquarters of the Domingo drug lord group, as well as the photos of the bloodbath at the headquarters.

While the photos were turning rapidly, a standing man in a suit stretched out his finger to touch the white-haired boss sitting in front of him, bent down and whispered something.

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, a white-haired man in a suit who was sitting in the seat stopped. The man responsible for explaining the intelligence and all the executives present looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"Please bring up the fifth photo."

The man in a white-haired suit sounded slightly polite. He is the current director of the CIA.

"Is there anything special about this photo?"

The man held the remote control and pulled up the fifth photo according to the CIA director's words.

It was a photo of three people, one in front and two behind, with two bodyguards in black trench coats protecting Les Correa standing in the middle.

However, it seems that due to the hidden position of the photographer, the photo is a bit blurry. Except for Les Correa, the faces of the other two bodyguards look dim and blurry.

"Are you sure?"

The CIA director with short white hair looked back at his subordinates and asked lightly.

"Um."

The man in the suit nodded affirmatively, looked at the bodyguard standing on the right side of Les Correa in the photo, and frowned.

"I am very sure that that bodyguard is the CIA intelligence agent who mysteriously disappeared four years ago - Kaiser Reinhardt!"

The man in the suit is CIA Deputy Director and Head of Operations, Perjemon.

The man in the black trench coat in the photo was very familiar to Pejimon, because he was his partner.

An old partner of twenty years.

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Location: Holtem, capital of the Aztec Republic.

Time: February 11, 1989, noon.

A simple, majestic and spectacular castle stands in the center of Holtem, and its name is [Makusen no Palace].

"Makusen-no-Palace" was built by the Aztec royal family in the Middle Ages. The outer walls of the palace are covered with nearly a thousand small diamond-shaped windows, which were specially designed for the members of the royal family at that time.

Because of their noble status, the royal family members were not allowed to leave the palace without reason, but they were unwilling to be lonely, so the "makusen no palace" was born.

In Makusen-no-gu Shrine, members of the royal family can peek into the various life scenes in the street market through thousands of small diamond-shaped windows in the palace.

At the same time, outsiders cannot see the faces of the royal family members.

Hundreds of years ago, it was the residence of the ancient Aztec royal family.

But today, hundreds of years later, "Makusen-no-gu Shrine" has already become a world-famous tourist attraction, with millions of tourists visiting it every year.

"Dang~dang~dang~"

On the clock tower, when the three hands point to twelve o'clock at noon at the same time, the bell rings. One after another, the simple, solemn and loud bells echo over the city, lingering in the streets and alleys, lingering in everyone's heart .

"Against the war!"

"End the Civil War!"

"Peace talks!"

But Holtem is particularly noisy today.

The streets were crowded with people. Thousands of Aztec citizens poured into the streets. They held signs opposing the war and shouted and shouted among the crowd.

They held signs saying "Oppose War" and "Peace Negotiation", hoping that their government would give up the war with the northern warlords and southern rebels and instead end the war through peace negotiations.

"Good morning, Aztec."

"It is now noon in Aztec-Holtom. Soon, President Kodisak, General Kosanov of the Army Command, Mr. Kauchal, Vice President of the Kingdom of Khan, and the Defense Forces of the United States of America will Minister Mr. Palmer and other senior officials will gather in the main square of Makusen-no-miya."

"Sign the strategic cooperation plan between the Aztec Republic, the Kingdom of Khan, and the United States of Admiralty."

"Since the outbreak of our civil war, more than 450,000 innocent people have died in the horrific smoke of civil war. Their sacrifices will always be remembered."

"Today, the Kodisak government will unite the whole country, work with the Kingdom of Khan and the United States of Admiralty to fight against the rebel forces and warlord forces."

"We may be witnessing the historical negotiation between the leaders of the Aztec Republic, the Khan Kingdom in the north, and the United States of Admiralty in the west."

The Aztec national TV station was broadcasting the scene of Holtem. The picture zoomed in step by step from the beautiful aerial photography of Holtm's "Palace of Makusen" to the crowded streets. As the picture moved, , moved to the large square that was already overcrowded.

Centered on the Holtom "Makusen-no-gu Shrine", the interiors of the houses in the surrounding seven streets have been completely emptied, and a large number of capital police and Secret Service bodyguards are guarding both sides of the streets.

On the roof above the "Makusen-nomiya" square, there are a large number of agents and observers monitoring the crowd at all times to prevent terrorists and lawless elements from masquerading as citizens and carrying out terrorist attacks on important national officials and the president.

Hidden in the corners that people can't see are snipers with excellent marksmanship.

If there is any abnormal movement, counterattack immediately.

Even among those "peaceful people", there are a large number of plainclothes policemen hiding, trying to ensure that security measures are as foolproof as possible.

"Here, the masses are eager to witness this epoch-making beginning. President Kodisak has been working hard with the leaders of the two countries for several months to plan a new strategic cooperation alliance."

"And here today, the leaders of the Northern Kingdom of Khans and the Western United States of Admiralty will gather for the first time to formally establish this new strategic cooperation alliance."

"In order to curb once and for all the insurgent wars among domestic warlords and rampant international terrorism."

A female reporter stood in front of the crowd, looking at the lens on the cameraman's shoulder, giving a professional explanation of the situation at the scene.

"Against the war!"

"Peace talks!"

The shouts in the crowd suddenly became louder. The cameraman moved slightly, and the camera followed his body. The camera swept over each "peace person" who was shouting excitedly, all the way to the end of the road.

A convoy of more than a dozen armed modified cars and police cars escorted a stretch car that drove at a constant speed and stopped at the entrance of "Makusen-no-gu Shrine".

"Don't believe the tears of the world's number one terrorist!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves. The slogans in the crowd immediately changed, and many people immediately raised the head of Caldwell, the United States of America, with a red mark drawn on it.

Big fork.

Obviously, what the United States of America did to the Aztec Republic made its people feel resentful.

Now, their government actually seeks cooperation from their enemies. How can this prevent them from being agitated, protesting, or rioting?

"Sir, let's get off the car."

In the car, a special agent in charge of the Secret Service sat on the left side of President Kodisak and signaled to him that the outside was well guarded and they could get out of the car.

Kodisak nodded, and the two bodyguards immediately opened the door and got out of the car before the president, working with other bodyguards to guard the surroundings.

"Each group reports on their status."

"Safety above."

"Safety Underground."

"Safety in the North..."

The special manager of the Secret Service who had been protecting the president got out of the car, came to the president's side, and protected the president all the way to the gate of the "Makusen-no-gu Shrine" while holding down the headset to listen to the reports of his subordinates.

Under the protection of a group of bodyguards, the Aztec president successfully entered the square and came to the podium in the square.

Aztec government officials had already arrived at the scene, and when President Cordisac arrived, they all stood up and applauded.

Waves of exclamations also erupted from the crowd.

"Let us welcome Mr. Palmer, Secretary of Defense of the United States of America..."

"The Kingdom of Khan, Vice President Kauchal."

After Kodisak arrived, representatives from the United States of Adime and the Kingdom of Khan arrived at the scene, and the crowd once again burst into cheers and screams.

"Thank you all for coming here."

Codisac, President of the Aztec Republic, took the stage first and gave an opening speech. He glanced at the people present with a friendly expression.

"Today is our best day."

"Today, we make history."
To be continued...