Chapter 457: The Executioner
Lula looked himself in the mirror, he had thick brown curls, a handsome face, a tall, muscular body, and an impeccable appearance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a set of black wool velvet leather jacket shows his inverted triangle body shape with wide upper and narrow bottom, plus black leather pants and boots, very handsome.
After making sure she was flawless, Lula smiled in the mirror. This smile is so famous that the people of Mérida call it the 'Executioner's Smile'.
Putting on his military cap, Lula walked briskly out of his residence, and a platoon of guards took action. Mexican guerrillas have carried out more than a dozen assassinations against him, including suicide attacks, only to blow him out in one eye in exchange for even more frenzied revenge.
Lula is based in the gendarmerie of the city of Mérida, where he is in charge of policing in this important city. With 60,000 citizens who had taken refuge from the United States and more than 500,000 Mexican slaves from all over the world, the city of Merida was an important area of the Enclave in Mexico.
From the Enclave's point of view, Lula's work is excellent. He adopted the dual means of division, bribery, high-pressure deterrence, and made the Mexicans under the nuclear winter accept the fate of their enslavement.
Mexico, with a population of more than 130 million, died more than 20 million in the first three months of the cataclysm due to various firefights, and about 50 million in the nuclear winter, but the remaining 60 million people are still extremely large. You must know that there are only 80 million left of the original population of more than 300 million in the United States.
How to effectively use Mexico's human resources has become a difficult problem for the Enclave administration. The promotion of the 'Lula model' became a star example, and the remaining Mexicans were centralized, working like cattle to restore the strength of the Enclave.
However, there are always Mexicans who are unwilling to live according to Lula's plan, so as the head of the gendarmerie in Mérida, Lula spends most of his day thinking about how to suppress the rebels.
Lula rode into the gendarmerie, and the Mexican guards at the door hurriedly saluted him with their legs together, and he returned the favor with a gentle smile. The executioner, who was regarded as a murderer by Mexicans, was polite to everyone, and he was very good at controlling the willing work of the lower strata of society.
And to the gendarmerie, Lula went directly to the interrogation. It was a row of low-rise bungalows in a remote location, and the courtyard at the entrance of the house was closed for a long time, but it could not hide all kinds of screams coming from here.
When the guards at the interrogation office saw that it was Lula, they immediately opened the iron door for him silently, and even greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Your Excellency Lula." ”
Lula smiled and nodded as usual, and asked, "What happened to the female guerrillas who were captured yesterday?" ”
"She's very weak, and we're afraid we'll kill her with too much torture, so we haven't pried her mouth open yet." The guard whispered.
The gendarmerie interrogation in the city of Merida is a place that the entire Mexican guerrillas fear and hate, and no matter how strong-willed they are, they will inevitably open their mouths when they enter it. Because of Lula's efficient repression and interrogation, guerrillas in southern Mexico never developed.
Walking into an interrogation room, a bruised girl collapsed on a pile of dead grass, her hands and feet bound by chains, the dark chains covered in dark red blood.
The girl was sobbing, silent, desolate and sad. When she saw Lula come in, she was startled, her hands and feet twitched and the chains rattled, and she could not hide the horror in her eyes.
The guards brought Lula a chair and whispered, "She just ate something, and we gave her some painkillers." According to the rules you set, the whole trial was tight and loose. ”
Lula looked at the girl and smiled, "If you want to eat, you don't want to die." Since you don't want to die, cooperate with us. I will not ask you to tell you where the guerrillas are hiding, I just want to know where your guerrillas are hiding food. ”
The girl's hair was disheveled, and her gaze peeked through her messy hair. She shook her head and said with a leaky and swollen mouth: "Without food, all the guerrillas will die." ”
"But if you don't have food, you'll surrender, and we'll give you jobs. This will actually reduce your losses, which is better than freezing to death and starving to death in the wild. Lula continued to laugh.
The girl still shook her head, "My brother surrendered, and you threw him into the mines as a slave. My dad surrendered, and you guys hated him and shot him on the spot because he injured a leg. My mother surrendered, and you burned her alive for your pleasure. Bah......, I'm not going to surrender. ”
A mouthful of blood spurted out of the girl's mouth and landed on Lula's boot. He was stunned for a moment, then stood up in amazement and scolded: "You actually spit on me? Do you know how valuable these shoes are? This may be the only pair of handmade limited edition 'Lang Ze' tall boots left in the world. ”
Lula seemed to have been hit hard, and he carefully padded his feet, and forced the sleeves of the guards next to him to clean his boots. And after wiping it, he was still not satisfied, and muttered anxiously: "I have spent the whole day polishing these boots, and I will not even let any servant touch them." ”
The girl immediately laughed at Lula's ugliness, and Lula angrily scolded, "How dare you laugh at me? I'm going to burn you stinking* and drag you to the square in the center of the city to burn to death. The entire city of Merida will soon hear the screams of dying! ”
For Lula, who was in a state of madness, the guards were all trembling. They hurriedly stepped forward to punch and kick the girl who vomited blood, and then dragged her away as fast as she was dying. This is not the first time that the scene of burning people in the square has been staged, and even Americans living in Merida know that there is an extremely brutal man among their rulers.
And at the interrogation office, an enraged Lula is still furious with his boots. He kept throwing at anything he could get his hands on, even pulling out his pistol and firing indiscriminately. The guards at the interrogation office had to hug their heads and even the gendarmerie was silent.
At this moment, Lula is no longer handsome when he went out, and his whole person is like a distorted demon, with his hair scattered wildly, his fierce and murderous eyes, and his tyrannical and chaotic expression, which shows his crazy and terrifying nature.
At this moment, a herald shouted outside the interrogation office: "Report, Commander Lula, Your Excellency the Governor has ordered you to ......." ”
Lula was furious again and scolded loudly: "Order me? That Mexican bastard dares to order me? He's just a dumb guy who doesn't know anything, a packet of pus shot out of that ugly zombie in Diego! ”
The herald did not dare to speak again. After a while, Lula calmed himself down, and he regained his calm smile and walked out of the interrogation room and asked, "Well, what is the Governor's Majesty looking for me?" Does he want women to play with, or does he want drugs? For the sake of the friendship between the Enclave and Diego's government, I will satisfy him. ”
The herald was nervous to death, and said hesitantly: "The order was forwarded by the Governor's Palace, and it was Commander Blucher of the Cancun fleet who asked for assistance in tracking down a group of infiltrators of the 'Aurora Legion'.
The gang landed in Mexico on a transport plane last night, and we only know that their last destination was Chichen Itza International Airport, a hundred kilometers away, and then they were lost.
Commander Blucher judged that they were here to wreak havoc, and that they were probably coming towards the city of Merida, and hoped that you would be on your guard. ”
"Oh......, Aurora Legion?! I'm glad I have a stronger opponent who doesn't have to deal with the Mexican guerrillas who can't play tricks every day. That's very good, very good! Lula's excited eyes gave him a devouring look, "I love this new game!" (To be continued.) )