A week later, at Japan Pri Minister's Residence.
The Pri Minister sat in the office with a pale face, coldly observing his trusted aides, who were ministers and consultants from various governnt departnts. The airport kidnapping incident a week ago had left the Pri Minister's Residence in chaos. Although the Pri Minister's authority once again overshadowed the emperor's, the prestige of the Pri Minister's Residence was shattered, and its status plumted to an all-ti low. Doubts about the ruling party were rampant, and accusations filled the streets and alleys.
With the help of Sam Country, the Pri Minister learned that Luo Zheng and others jumped into the sea and escaped on a nuclear submarine, but there wasn't enough evidence to publicly accuse Huaxia Country. He had to order his country's nuclear submarines to blockade and pursue them, and Sam Country sent a carrier battle group to assist, but the Huaxia Country carrier still managed to escape.
A week had passed, and the Pri Minister fully believed that Huaxia Country's nuclear submarine had already returned ho. Initially, with the help of Sam Country, he thought he could catch that aircraft carrier, but things didn't go as planned. Now, he must face the public's anger and provide an explanation, hence this office eting.
"Everyone, share your thoughts, what should we do?" The Pri Minister said wearily. The terrorists' successful escape had humiliated Japan and the Pri Minister's Residence. As the head of the Pri Minister's Residence, he knew he had an unshirkable responsibility and was ntally prepared to step down, but he was reluctant.
Everyone realized the seriousness of the issue, but no one had a better solution. After a while, the eting room was silent, even loud breathing could be heard clearly. An oppressive atmosphere spread, and the Pri Minister coldly scanned everyone. Seeing that no one spoke, he said coldly, "If you all won't speak, then let speak."
"Pri Minister, it's my mistake for not thoroughly investigating the terrorists' origins. I'm willing to accept any punishnt." The intelligence chief quickly stated.
"Saying that is aningless, what use is punishing you? Can it recover the losses? Although the direct losses from the terrorist attack are still being compiled, initial data shows it exceeds a trillion. This is only preliminary data; in fact, it's far beyond this figure. It's the biggest loss for our country since World War II." The Pri Minister said coldly, his gaze chilling as he looked at everyone. He continued, "This is the nation's sha, and yours and mine."
No one dared to speak. The destroyed roads, the damaged power grids, the dead and injured hostages, the bombed airports and airplanes, any one of these items added up to massive losses. Everyone knew the Pri Minister's worry and anger, and no one dared to provoke him at this ti.
"Has Shijing Kong been found?" The Pri Minister asked the intelligence personnel.
"Reporting, terrorists used aviation fuel, and many places at the airport were burned. The fire burned for three days and nights before being extinguished, even the bodies turned to ash, leaving no traces. Although so individuals trying to sneak through have been caught, interrogations yielded no valuable information. These people said they didn't see Shijing Kong at the last mont; I suspect Shijing Kong committed suicide, turning to ashes." The intelligence chief quickly explained.
Although this explanation was far-fetched, no one pointed it out. The Pri Minister also needed this conclusion to pacify public anger. Knowing it was unreliable, he didn't expose it. After pondering for a mont, he said, "Fortunately, the hostages have returned, and the injured security guards and airport police also received tily treatnt; otherwise, our losses would have been greater."
"Pri Minister, why not demand an explanation from Huaxia Country?" A senior consultant suddenly spoke.
"Do you have evidence? Without evidence, could you withstand Huaxia Country's anger?" The Pri Minister said sowhat dissatisfied, looking at the senior advisor, puzzled by his lack of common sense, though he noticed a hidden eye signal from the advisor. He was montarily stunned, suddenly understanding, and nodded knowingly, saying coldly, "However, it's not impossible, but it requires strategizing. The governnt may not speak, but the public can; at least we can divert public anger towards Huaxia Country, and if needed, we can step in to pacify later."
"The public's anger needs an outlet. If we manage correctly by organizing so activities, not only can we channel the public's anger towards Huaxia Country, but it will also enhance national unity. We can calmly investigate the matter further and find out what's really happening. Additionally, we can advocate internationally for the United Nations to strike against the Hook Tribe and propose establishing military forces for self-defense." The Foreign Minister proposed seriously.
The Pri Minister's eyes brightened as he heard this proposal. Japan only had a self-defense force and couldn't establish a proper military. A nation without a military was eternally painful for Japan's militaristic sentints. Taking this opportunity to propose self-defense militarization was logical, and it could also boost national morale and increase the prestige of the Pri Minister's Residence. He said with satisfaction, "This proposal is excellent, I'll give you full responsibility."
"Yes." The Foreign Minister replied earnestly.
With the implentation of civilian actions, anti-terror appeals, and the establishnt of national military forces, the Pri Minister was fully confident of regaining approval ratings. Feeling very good, he continued, "Repair and perfect the destroyed areas as soon as possible, compensate promptly, and don't keep the people waiting too long. This is our only chance to regain public trust. Anyone who dares not to act, don't bla for being harsh."
"Yes!" Everyone stood up and agreed.
Luo Zheng, unaware of Japan Pri Minister's decisions, was lying in the base hospital undergoing Wu Miao's examination. It had been three days since his return, and he was confined to the hospital bed, unable to go anywhere, even als were delivered. Without illness or injury, lying idle felt uncomfortable, but to avoid any accidents, Luo Zheng cooperatively accepted the examination. As for Shijing Kong's grandson, he had already been handed over to the relevant departnt and sent away.
"Hero, it's injection ti, will you do it or should I?" Wu Miao said after checking.
"I'll do it myself." Luo Zheng said with a bitter face. Since his return, Wu Miao targeted Luo Zheng for so reason, intentionally injecting incorrectly and repeating twice. The pain was a minor issue Luo Zheng could endure, but the process was frustrating.
Luo Zheng took the syringe and skillfully inserted it into his vein. Wu Miao didn't mind, helping to secure it with tape. Taking her things, Wu Miao turned to leave, but Luo Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Military Doctor Wu, do you have to be so harsh on ?"
"Sure." Wu Miao stopped, turned to glance at Lan Xue who was chuckling nearby, and then at Luo Zheng, smilingly said, "My greatest dream is to marry a hero like you. You're a hero now; if you divorce Xue Er and marry , I'll be gentler with you."
"Uh? Then you'd better stay harsh." Luo Zheng said with a wry smile. Such jokes weren't new these past two days, Luo Zheng knew Wu Miao's intentions but decisively refused.
Disappointnt flashed in Wu Miao's eyes, seeing Lan Xue's triumphant smile. Annoyed, she glared at Lan Xue, lifted her head, turned, and left, saying sowhat pointedly, "Just you wait."
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