On the other end of the phone, Commander Xiafei was silent for a few seconds before he opened his mouth again, his voice filled with a hint of cruelty: "Mr. Felix, if we're going to solve the problem, we must use the most thorough method. Talking humanity and considering the international optics with those snakes lurking in the forests will only lead to more bloodshed among our young men."
He paused for a moment, then spoke clearly, word by word: "I suggest applying for special authorization from the Leader and the Department of Defense to conduct...regional purification in the core mountainous areas of the Golden Triangle at the intersection of the states of Michoacán, Guerrero, and Mexico State, as well as in key mountain ranges where stubborn separatist armed groups like those in Santa Ana are entrenched."
"Regional purification?" Felix furrowed his brow.
"Yes."
