The internet is not a realistic propaganda channel; without sufficient technical means, it's impossible to block it completely.
"Then organize police and militia patrols, and kill without mercy anyone who dares to look at those things."
Nightmare is completely unrestrained now, even if he ultimately destroys Cuba entirely, he doesn't care, since it's already doomed here anyway.
Although Ricardo felt this approach was somewhat inappropriate, after thinking it over carefully, there was no better solution.
"Understood. I'll go give the orders."
After saying this, he turned and left.
By this time, the dishes on the table were already cold, and Nightmare, due to these matters, had completely lost his appetite. He waved the butler over.
"Take it away, take it away."
"Yes."
The butler immediately called the attendant to remove all the untouched dishes from the table.
