flstandardbreds Chapter 175 Sweeping Away the Trap
Chapter 175 Sweeping Away the Trap
"My lord... everything has been taken care of, and many of our allies are starting to cause trouble, but..."
"what?"
"Here is today's newspaper, please take a look."
"…Brett Carter, head of the Imelansi National Police and Public Order Committee, announced the commencement of a nationwide crackdown on organized crime in 657, simultaneously establishing a National Armed Police Force in cooperation with the Imelansi National Army, expanding police manpower and equipment…TICAC cooperation…SWAT formation…"
"This is outrageous! Where did he get his money from?"
"Funds allocated by the national treasury..."
"Wait, national finances? Doesn't that require parliamentary approval? Parliament needs to approve the allocation?"
The middle-aged man in the mansion frowned. Ever since Alice came to power, their lives had become increasingly difficult. First came the Halvin riots, then the land reforms carried out with bayonets pointed at their backs... the illegalization of usury... what else was left?
"My lord, you know that although the National Parliament has the right to vote, don't forget what the largest organization in Parliament is!"
"The National Progressive League! And the leader of the league is none other than Alice Delalaye!"
"Is that vampire girl really going to take our lives?"
The man stood up. From the beginning of the war of unification until now, Alice seemed to take them completely lightly, not only rejecting their gifts and their intermediaries, but also confiscating their property!
Even Ekevich or Alicia have never seen anyone do this! She's trying to kill them!
No wonder someone came to him a while ago, asking if he wanted to cooperate against her. The middle-aged man was originally a member of the old aristocracy, and before this, he didn't want to fight against Alice.
But the problem is that Alice is going to sweep them all into the garbage dump. The land is gone, leaving only some houses, and the man even sees a suit of armor inside one of the houses.
“My grandfather fought for the glory of the demon race and for the empire. The late empress bestowed upon him my wealth.”
“Who does she think she is, to act so arrogantly? Rafa, go to the Bunis Hotel and find the manager there. Tell him it’s me, Basrakar, who has agreed to join the Halvin Gang!”
As the storm in the south intensified, the newly established task force immediately moved in. The local police department in Versailles was a complete mess, not only retaining the old system entirely but also being utterly corrupt. Brett Carter personally went to the scene and immediately established the Versailles General Security Bureau, with all the original police officers being screened and then retained.
The armed police quickly dispatched officers to Versailles, and Brett Carter's cooperation with the Secret Service allowed him to swiftly obtain the list, only to discover that the situation was worse than he had anticipated:
"Most of these criminals are hoodlums who are unemployed, but the problem is that the equipment they use to commit crimes is not cheap. In addition to knives, guns, clubs, and other weapons, they also have firearms and cars."
Brett Carter identified his first target—a leader in the downtown area. He secretly summoned armed police and secret intelligence agents to investigate the target. The target had little counter-surveillance awareness and his movements were quickly tracked.
One week later, on a dark and stormy night in Versailles, a group of shadowy figures cautiously huddled in a corner as a car sped by at 30 kilometers per hour, preparing to cross the road.
Versailles is, after all, an old city that has not undergone modernization. The streets and roads are paved with bricks or dirt and are narrow. In such an environment, CQB training is especially important.
Brett Carter glanced inside the car; the lights were on. He spotted his target and pressed the communicator.
"One operation!"
The engine roared down the main road. It was dark and windy. The driver turned his head to find the source of the sound, but suddenly noticed a huge, dark thing coming towards him from the side of the car!
The sound of steel colliding and deforming echoed as the modified KCCW ten-wheeled truck, equipped with an armored shell, rammed the Ford Model A into a shop on the street. Immediately afterwards, several dark figures appeared on the street, carried the target out of the car to a waiting truck, and sped away.
Brett Carter's first operation was a success, and the downtown boss quickly revealed everything he knew during round-the-clock interrogation.
"The Halvin Gang... This guy is employed by the Halvin Gang... with only one purpose—to disrupt public order."
Having identified the mastermind—the Halvin Gang—the next step was to find the target. Brett Carter found everything about the name Halvin in the files.
"Interesting, the Halvin Rebellion..."
"Those mobs?"
"No, no, those nobles."
"We've found the mastermind behind this, but this matter involves many things..."
Alice soon received Brett Carter's report—she read it while finishing a cup of coffee and then nodded.
"The Halvin Gang... Hmm, they're really troublesome. Looks like they're the source of some speculators' funds recently. We've got you guys, you piece of trash!"
Alice found Smedley and they exchanged opinions.
Clearly, with the domestic and international situation stabilizing, the opposition in Amerlane immediately began its own actions, and now is the perfect time for them.
If it had been any later, once industry had taken hold in the south, the old aristocracy would have had no chance to turn things around. After all, if the bourgeoisie had taken shape, all their efforts would have been in vain.
Alice knew this all too well. After thinking for a moment, she began to write a letter: "Well~ since that's the case, then don't blame me. I want to make a few friends~ After all, capital doesn't recognize old friendships~"
Alice's idea was simple: to quickly cultivate a group of capitalists in the South and let them temporarily control the voice of society, since at present, it was a conflict between industrial civilization and the backward old order.
The opportune moment is to let industrial capitalists take the stage and then let them fight among themselves—this is the most effective approach. The North has already accomplished this process: the new industrial capitalists need labor, so they recruit workers in large numbers; they need raw materials, so they endorse land reform and establish large farms; they need markets, so they need a stable social environment.