"How fortunate for leaders that men do not think."
- Adolf HitlerBoy, this sounds like something that would actually happen in the US.
As the island’s monetary supply has been cut off, the government is forced to implement
austerity measures. Everyone now gets paid the same wage – there is no income discrepancy at all anymore.
We found someone to buy intelligence off of us - some guy who calls himself Dr. No.
…Wait a minute, what’s El Presidente building way out here? And what IS this green stuff on the beach?!
The Marxists are too afraid to attack the palace, so they concentrate their efforts on the oil refinery instead. Can’t find where the rebels are at though.
And unlike the last batch, these are battle-hardened veterans. They might actually stand a chance.
Our hotels are located underwater. Guests to our island get to sleep with the fishies.
I would show you the shootout, but the trees got in the way of taking pretty pictures.
I have decided that generals are worse then regular soldiers when it comes to fighting.
World news always seems to happen when the rebels are attacking.
Meanwhile, Tropico is rapidly becoming some kind of terrible forth-rate vacation destination. The island is ugly and barren, there’s green slime on the beaches, bullets whiz over the tourist’s heads, and the less said about the population center the better.
The rebels were good, but not good enough. No HLPers died in the shootout.
The airport isn’t just for tourists. I never realized you could use it to gain more foreign aid.
You can also use it to go on trade missions. The airport’s worth buying just for that.
Relax on our rocky, slime-filled beaches! Stop at our coffee bar – because there is no alcohol to be had anywhere on the island!
And here comes the first set of suckers…erm…customers!
