Monkey netizen: "I think you’re freaking insane. Do you really believe that buying all the equipnt from countries around the world makes you invincible by combining their strengths? I don’t want to end up like you guys, having a thrilling battle to defend the capital."
Kangaroo netizen: "Stop! You all stop it, don’t fight anymore! If you tear each other’s faces off, how can I be comfortable selling beef to Dragon Country and aluminum to Yingjiang at the sa ti? This will slow down my money-making speed!"
No one was happier in the world than Yingjiang’s netizens.
When they saw this dragonish announcent, even though they couldn’t really understand it, they managed to see four words through the scribbled lines:
War, get rich!
After realizing this, many Yingjiang netizens even skipped their zero-dollar shopping sprees at night and instead went crazy with flattering Old Deng.
In just half a day, Old Deng’s public approval rating increased by 0.9 percentage points.
But sitting in his office, Old Deng looked at the information on the screen with a dark expression, furrowed brows.
It turned out to be a joint announcent led by Dragon Country, Da Mao, Cal, and many other countries.
The announcent naturally condemned Yingjiang’s nurous scapegoating actions and sternly rejected the demands he put forward.
"Fuck! Fuck squid!"
The large office was filled with the sound of Old Deng constantly smashing things.
If it were the forr Yingjiang president, he certainly wouldn’t be so mad.
Even if they were to sanction Dragon Country, they would never make it so public.
In the confrontation of great powers, it directly involves the nation’s fate, true combat. Winning is great, public support surges, and the nation’s power begins to flourish; losing ans he could step down directly, as all of Yingjiang would drown him in salt soda.
"Imdiately contact Secretary of State Warton, Defense Minister Andre, and Vice Admiral Jas, have them co to my office right away!"
After pressing the button on the table, Old Deng leaned against the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Soon, the few who were summoned hurried over, and seeing the ss on the floor, they imdiately understood what was going on.
"Mr. President, being angry alone won’t help us deal with Dragon Country." Secretary of State Warton was the first to speak.
"No shit, I already know that!"
"I’m angry because forr President Trump is also preparing to run for election this year, fuck!"
"If he’s elected, then all of you here better be prepared to be held accountable!"
Upon hearing Old Deng’s words, the three of them imdiately felt a squeeze in their chests, exchanged a glance, and grew inexplicably anxious.
According to Yingjiang’s system and unwritten rules, it’s rare for a forr president to be held accountable by a new president.
The most they usually do is issue a report on forr officials, urging them to retire to farming.
But that was then and this is now. They knew that the current president did not care for these unwritten rules at all.
Not only did he openly suppress and hold forr President Trump accountable but he even used thods reminiscent of gang warfare!
Sniping!
Is that the kind of ga a national leader should play?
Of course, this isn’t the worst of it. After all, it’s the forr president, and power isn’t with him, so he can’t flip the world upside down.
The worst is that he’s running for president this year, and his public approval rating is leading among the candidates!
If Trump really takes office, one can expect that, even if he’s magnanimous and chooses to abide by the unwritten rules and not hold the forr president accountable, he will definitely go on a rampage against the current administration, initiating a bloodbath.
These few people, personally promoted by Old Deng, are as good as being confidants.
If they lose the election and the sanctions on Dragon Country don’t improve Yingjiang’s livelihood, causing public opinion to boil over further, Trump coming into power might have them dragged out and guillotined first.
Their eyes flickered, each wrapped in their thoughts, but Old Deng didn’t have the ti to play such gas with them.
"Jas, during our exercises last month, Dragon Country suddenly appeared with that 8157 ship, has your navy figured out what exactly was going on?"
Hearing these words, Jas raised his head, his black face imdiately serious:
"Mr. President, according to our spies’ reports, Dragon Country’s electronic ship applied a layer of stealth paint, making it nearly undetectable by radar."
"Moreover, that’s not the first ti this ship has discovered our exercises."
"Just recently, my subordinates told that in plain sight, not far from them, that ship appeared again, but there wasn’t even a trace of it on the radar display."
As soon as Jas finished speaking, Davis frowned and said:
"Impossible, it makes no sense."
"I’ve never heard of a kind of stealth paint that can entirely ss with radar detection."
"Even we, Yingjiang, with the world’s best researchers, the highest research funding, the best labs, can only achieve a 73% probability!"
"How could Dragon Country possibly achieve this kind of stealth paint functionality!"
Davis beca more agitated as he spoke, nearly shouting.
As Defense Minister, the sudden appearance of Dragon Country’s aircraft carrier arrestor already should have prompted his resignation; now there’s this stealth paint that can totally evade radar detection suddenly popping up.
If it’s really like this, the responsibility would be enormous.
Not only would he have to resign as Defense Minister imdiately, but he might also be sentenced for dereliction of duty!
"Then tell , if it’s not the stealth paint, then what exactly is the reason that our radar can’t detect this ghost ship? Zeus isn’t just bored every day, playing jokes on us, right?" Jas replied solemnly, not backing down.
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