Max, the 40-year-old boss of Ford's factory in Mexico, went to work at the factory as usual.

High salary, good working environment, coupled with the recent efficiency and integrity of the Mexican government, so that the law and order has become very good, plus those enthusiastic Mexican girls, but Max is no longer as unhappy as when he first came to Mexico, and now he feels that he is living a very comfortable life.

However, such comfortable days are expected to come to an end soon, and due to Mr. Trump's tax reform, which imposes a 35% tariff on cars exported from Mexico to the United States, the factory will be shut down in a month, moved back to the United States, and Max will also be transferred back to the United States.

Not only Ford, but also General Motors, the high cost of taxation has made Mexico's cheap labor less indispensable, but nothing matters.

Max was driving the car, and the CD in the car was playing Wildest Dreams from the ninth track of Taylor Swift's "1989" album, and Max listened to it as he hummed strange notes from his mouth, which seemed very discordant with the tune of the song.

“oh my god，What happened?” Max let out an exclamation from his mouth, and everything in front of him made him feel very incredible.

There were two tall wheeled armored vehicles parked at the door of the factory, and the muzzle of the black hole was turning towards his pickup truck, and there were seven or eight soldiers standing on both sides of the door, originally as a noble American, he wanted to protest, but when he saw the muzzle of the black hole, he shut up, his pickup truck could not protect against 12.7 mm high-speed machine guns.

He opened the door of his Ford pickup, raised his hands, and slowly stepped out of the car, then gently closed the door with a heel kick, and he slowly moved forward for fear of angering the GIs.

“stop！” A soldier makes a stop gesture.

Max had to stop the car, and two heavily armed GIs came on the opposite side, but the strange thing is that these two people are both oriental faces, one of them is holding an automatic rifle and pointing it at his head, and the other is directly searching, the soldier is on his body, all parts have groped, and he didn't even let go of the balls, maybe it's because of the force he used, the muscles on Max's face twitched, and he scolded in his heart: Fake you.

The GI didn't find anything on him, so he asked him, "あなたは誰ですか?" 名前は何ですか? ここへ来て何がありますか? ”

Max just wanted to scold his mother, this is not Portuguese, nor English, this is Japanese, Lao Tzu knows a fart of Japanese, but this is Mexico, not Kabukicho, he was helpless, so he had to say: "Can you speak English?"

Maybe the soldier couldn't understand English, so a soldier ran back in small steps, and waited for a while before a middle-aged officer came over, followed by two soldiers, this officer spoke fluent Japanese English, and after some comparison, he barely understood: Who are you? What is your name? What are you doing here?

"Oh! My God, you have taken possession of my factory, and you ask me who I am? My name is Max and I'm the boss of this factory. ”

The middle-aged officer showed a mysterious smile on his face and said to Max: "We suspect that this factory is hiding weapons of mass destruction, and based on national security considerations, we need to conduct a detailed inspection of this factory."

"Why does this sound so familiar?" Max muttered: "This is a car builder, you can't do this, it's illegal to do this, how can weapons of mass destruction be hidden here." ”

The corner of the middle-aged officer's mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully: "What evidence do you have to prove that there is no involvement in weapons of mass destruction here." ”

Max: "......"

Max felt like he was about to vomit blood, how the hell am I going to prove it, why didn't he say that the fucking Bilible had weapons of mass destruction, let me prove it to him.

Max was speechless and said, how long do you have to check?

The middle-aged officer gave a charming smile: "Maybe god knows." ”

"I'm protesting!" Max said loudly.

The middle-aged officer said indifferently: "You protest casually, I have no opinion, do you have anything else?" ”

"I'm going to go in and prevent you from destroying our equipment." After saying that, Max was about to rush inside.

The middle-aged officer raised his hand: "If you don't want to have two more holes on your body, you can go in, no one will stop you." ”

Max: "......"

Such a scene took place in many U.S.-owned factories in Mexico, and there are all kinds of strange reasons.

"What? Fire inspections. ”

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"But this is where fire extinguishers are made."

"Then it is even more important to check, in case you have a fire that goes wrong, the whole of America will be affected."

"But do you need hundreds of soldiers with guns for security checks?"

"After the drug dealers are eliminated, many people are idle, so they take them out for a walk."

“……”

Of course, there are more outrageous.

"What? Our boss robbed the princess of your country? Can you guys be a little funnier, do you have a princess in your country? ”

"Didn't you?"

"Yes."

"You can't go in, the boss of our company is a woman, how can you rob your princess, no, there is no princess in your country at all, oh God, what a mess this is."

"Really? Then you have to go in and take a look, your boss has such a unique hobby. ”

“……”

The size of the auto industry largely represents a country's industrial power and war potential, and Mexico's annual output of 4 million cars ranks seventh in the world, although it cannot be compared with China's staggering annual output of 30 million vehicles, but it is not bad.

These car factories that were taken over were quickly modified, drones for various purposes, machine cheetahs, missiles, and unmanned motorcycles on the road were produced by automatic assembly lines, and in just one month, more than one million drones were produced, as well as some other equipment, and the automated production efficiency of artificial intelligence is not as simple as 1+1 equals 2. It's hundreds or thousands of times more efficient.

When the U.S. government counted on thousands of fighter planes to protect the skies of the United States, it did not know that the pattern of the war had changed, and due to the blockage of information, it had been half a month since the United States received the true and effective information, but they were still wondering why it was the Japanese who took over the factory.

The drones placed in the dense open air, as long as they are not blind, must be visible, but when the satellite system is controlled and the network is monitored, some key information will definitely be delayed, and when a large stack of paper photos is placed on the desk of the US presidential office, Trump frowned and looked puzzled. "Is the Mexican government controlled by aliens?" ”