“…”
After turning off the radio, Marc Fernando stood up from the table, where his breakfast was barely touched. He had been smoking one cigarette after another. He walked to the window, stared at the city outside, and lit another cigarette.
"Damn it, damn empire."
He muttered the word softly, full of resentment, and then whispered a string of curses to express his hatred for the Ming Empire.
As a spy, Mark came to this city three years ago. As a Latino in exile in the United States, his hatred for the Ming Empire is deep-rooted. After all, under the invasion of the Ming Empire, he not only lost his father and brother, but also lost the property that should have been inherited by him.
When the Ming Dynasty invaded Peru, the teenage him - the son of a lieutenant colonel - fled Peru with his mother on a merchant ship, leaving behind their affluent lives and coming to the United States, becoming exiles.
Six years ago, he became a member of the US Naval Intelligence Service, and three years ago, he came to Mexico. Why did he come here?
It was not just to collect intelligence, but also a mission to instigate an uprising by local powerful groups against the royal family.
Smoking one cigarette after another, Mark muttered to himself after finishing the last cigarette.
"It seems that this is the only way!"
…
I knocked on the door and heard a voice from inside asking:
"who?"
Mark put his face close to the crack of the door.
"It's me, Mark."
Mark tried to keep his voice down. The door opened a crack, Daniel looked out, and then opened the door.
"Mark, didn't I tell you? We should try to avoid meeting each other."
As soon as he entered the door, Daniel said directly,
"I'm not Latino, so I'm very conspicuous here. It's also very dangerous for you to come and see me."
"Daniel, you're not usually so cautious."
"It's not for me,"
Daniel said.
"I can take care of myself in any situation, but I don't want you to be implicated because of me. After all, our mission is not yet completed."
He pointed out the window and said.
"What is the purpose of our coming here? Isn't it to complete the mission and create chaos in Mexico?"
"But this doesn't work very smoothly."
"Those guys are all cowards. They complain that the royal family is robbing their property, but they dare not use force to resist the royal family."
Daniel took a cigarette from the box, lit it and took a puff, then continued talking.
"Maybe they have their own militia, but they are afraid of the royal army and the empire, so they just complain. Now this is the current situation we are facing. Without those people joining us, we will never be able to complete the mission."
The "they" he was referring to were those local powerful people who controlled a large amount of land, but those people were very realistic and they knew their own strength clearly.
"It's not like 20 years ago. The Mexican royal family has already established a firm foothold here. Not only have they gradually won the support of the people, but they also have hundreds of thousands of troops loyal to the royal family, and they also have the support of the Ming Empire. It is undeniable that those local powerful groups may be full of complaints about the royal family, but they will never take risks easily in the face of such a situation. If we don't face it, it will be purely self-deception."
In fact, it is very simple to win the support of the people. After all, those local forces have never treated people as human beings.
Mark said, looking at Daniel.
"In my opinion, if we want to accomplish our mission, there is only one plan that will work. This plan is to provoke a conflict between them and make them fight each other! In this way, we can achieve our primary goal - to plunge Mexico into civil war. I think we should assassinate the Prince of California!"
Assassinate the Prince of California!
who is he?
He is the husband of Princess Sofia, the Crown Princess of Mexico! The prince of the Ming Empire.
Daniel raised his head quickly. The room was dead silent, with only the occasional sound of wind blowing outside the window.
"It may sound risky, but if it were carried out, Mexico would surely be plunged into civil war..."
Mark continued,
"In the past few years, the land surveying in Mexico has been presided over by Prince California. The local nobles in various states have long been dissatisfied with him, but no one dares to challenge him. After all, he has the Ming Empire behind him."
Land surveys were once a magic weapon for Mexican nobles to plunder the people's land, but now they are the basis for the Prince of California and the Mexican government to take back the land.
"Yes, in that case, who would dare to assassinate him?"
Daniel said bluntly.
"Assassinating him would only lead to retaliation from the Ming Dynasty and even give the Mexican royal family an excuse to implement radical land reforms."
"Isn't this exactly our goal? In fact, whether the assassination is successful or not is not important. What is important is that we must lead the clues to those local powerful people, giving the Mexican royal family a reason to strike them, and of course, giving those local families a reason to resist the royal rule and restore the republic."
Daniel looked at him in astonishment. After a while, he slowly understood, nodded and said.
"Indeed, what we need is turmoil within them, taking advantage of their internal instability to create turmoil. So what should we do?"
Over the next half hour, Mark explained his plan while Daniel fell into deep thought, and Mark's plan gradually took shape in his mind.
"…Our only solution is to hire an outsider, and this outsider must have direct connections to a local family. In this way, when the Mexican authorities investigate, they will find that the assassination is closely related to the local family."
This is indeed a very good method. Whether you succeed or fail, you can get corresponding rewards.
“Is there anyone suitable?”
Finally, Daniel asked.
"As long as there is money, there will definitely be people willing to sell their souls to the devil. The only problem is..."
Mark said.
"We need someone to support us."
…
"I don't care how you're going to do it."
As MacArthur spoke, he once again looked at the photo in front of him, then cast his gaze on the naval lieutenant colonel, with a strange look in his eyes.
"As long as we can bring chaos to Mexico, that's all that matters to California!"
While speaking, MacArthur looked out the window with an indifferent look.
"Yes, sir, but this operation will cost a lot of money."
"How much?"
MacArthur asked.
"cash,"
The Navy Lieutenant Commander thought for a moment and said,
"Pay half upfront and the other half later."
"How many?"
"Two hundred thousand."
"You'll get everything you need, Commander."
MacArthur said bluntly.
"Well, go do your job, now..."
Standing up and walking to the map, MacArthur stared at the arrow on the map that symbolized the movement of the Ming army, and then said.
"Which direction are they attacking from? North? Or south? Otherwise, let's give it a try..."
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