The armored car appeared at the Malori settlement with its lights on. Then the loudspeaker crackled to life.
It was the Little President's voice.
"Citizens of Maliro, I will now read the 'Maliro Security Law' to you."
"Effective immediately, the Central Government of Maliro and the Federal Government will jointly implement the 'Maliro Security Law' throughout Maliro to ensure public order and security within the country."
"The law stipulates the following—"
"Article One..."
"..."
"Anyone who violates the above provisions will be severely punished by law."
"Everyone..."
During this period, the Little President had followed the Department of Defense's requirements and read the script with extremely precise enunciation.
The content of the script was actually very straightforward. It simply recited the relevant provisions of the Maliro Security Law, telling people not to fucking try breaking the law, because this time, the enforcers were not Malorians.
Under the Federal Government's forceful intervention, the hatred between the Maliro People and the Malori People had essentially died down.
The Federal Government did not care whether they had racial hostilities. If anyone killed someone, someone had to pay the price! With economic development accelerating and the warlords withdrawing from the stage of history, people had also begun to settle down.
But that did not mean the problem truly no longer existed. As a result, the intensity of law enforcement in Maliro had always been a major issue.
If officers encountered residents of different races and enforced the law too strictly, they would be accused of targeting them.
If they enforced it too leniently, their own people would think the officers had betrayed their race.
Most of the time, they exercised restraint. To avoid provoking racial conflict, they chose to enforce the law gently.
But this time, the enforcers had changed.
The Little President repeatedly