Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Milton Mince travels to a border checkpoint in a bizarre little country. To the north of the border is Mexico, and to the south are two sides locked in a civil war that has practically beaten dogs senseless.
Fortunately, he can see contraband on passing vehicles, confiscate the contraband, earn points, and exchange them for rewards.
Only by possessing the strongest firepower can we make everyone obediently pay taxes.
"At my checkpoint, even the president has to pay taxes!"
"Only death and taxes are eternal!"
……
“Godfather, as per your instructions, the Fan Kang gang was completely wiped out yesterday. Rest assured, we will ensure that they pay all their taxes before the execution.”
“The Sinaloa Group has surrendered to you, and Joaquín Guzman has expressed his willingness to pay the outstanding taxes and late fees.”
"People are asking you if you intend to run for a seat in Congress. According to polls, your approval rating has exceeded 51%."
"The ruling party calls on you to exercise restraint and not to seize power by force."
"Contraband seized this month..."
Milton raised his hand to stop his subordinate from continuing the report: "Wait a minute... how many times do I have to repeat myself? These armored vehicles, these heavy weapons, are just tools to ensure I can collect taxes, nothing more."
“I am a tax officer, not a godfather.”
"Remember, taxes are only ever within the range of bullets."

Novel keywords: Taxes are only within machine gun range! No pop-ups, download the complete TXT version of "Taxes are only within machine gun range!", read the latest chapters of "Taxes are only within machine gun range!"