763: Chapter 424: The Bigger the Storm, the More Fish 763: Chapter 424: The Bigger the Storm, the More Fish The global landscape is best understood by the capital markets.
When the MAZ-7917 ultra-heavy off-road truck carrying the SS-25 intercontinental missile slowly ca into view, Wall Street’s silence felt like the dead of night, while North Arica’s stock market surged in fervor.
And the very next morning, as dawn broke.
The xico Ministry of Defense announced plans to expand its military, increasing its ard forces to 350,000 personnel!
“To address the increasingly dangerous regional situation and the out-of-control criminal groups, the xico Ministry of Defense will expand the army and prepare weapons.
Drug cartels are sternly warned to lay down their arms and surrender, or we will not rule out the possibility of launching intercontinental missiles at them!”
“We also solemnly warn internal and external forces not to ddle in xico’s anti-drug affairs.
Any act of sponsorship that we discover will be deed hostile, and xico will fight to the end!”
On television, the military spokesman wearing a Colonel insignia spoke righteously and firmly.
The Pentagon.
Defense Minister Donald pressed the remote to turn off the TV.
His eyes scanned his colleagues, expressionless.
“Victor is asking us to send personnel to negotiate the distribution of interests in North Arica.”
“What makes him think he’s qualified to say that.” A fiery-tempered General Michael Galle furrowed his brows and said.
He was in charge of the Army Departnt.
The Army Departnt, Navy Departnt, Air Force Departnt, along with the National Security Bureau, Defense Intelligence Agency, National Geospatial Intelligence Agency, and National Reconnaissance Office, collectively known as the “Three Ministries and Four Bureaus,” are all directly under the Pentagon’s purview.
As for the CIA?
The Pentagon thinks the CIA’s intelligence capabilities are too weak, while the CIA thinks the military’s operational efficiency is lacking.
A classic case of mutual disdain.
Within the United States, the various power-wielding agencies are practically “Fanzhen” factions—FBI dislikes the CIA, the CIA isn’t on good terms with the DEA, and the DIA looks at the FBI like they’re fools.
In short, it’s a tangled ss.
Nonetheless, the Pentagon controls the operations of the U.S.
Military.
Overall, military authority reigns supre.
The attitude of the Army Departnt’s leader represents the stance of the Army.
“They have the SS-25.” White House security advisor Flynn adjusted his spectacles, speaking with refined concern.
“Victor is a madman.
If we don’t satisfy his demands, he might launch an attack against us.”
Fortunately, the infamous General Beichen wasn’t present.
Otherwise, he might chi in with sothing like, “The SS-25 has an effective range of 12,500 kiloters, but Washington is only a few hundred kiloters away—it’ll definitely reach us!”
“xico has what we have, and whatever xico lacks, we possess too.
Do we really need to fear them?”
General Michael Galle’s words left everyone in the office silent.
It wasn’t because they agreed with him, but rather because they thought this idiot was acting up again.
He was notoriously short-tempered and had a reputation for speaking without thinking.
Take, for instance, a U.S.-Japan-South Korea joint military drill back in 1990.
He brazenly told the TV dia, “It’s like a father leading two sons—one’s ntally challenged, the other’s dumb.”
The remark was utterly scathing.
Colonel Lu Xiaojiang and Gong Ze turned red with embarrassnt.
Michael Galle’s bluntness extended beyond that.
Whether it was criticizing the DEA’s anti-drug strategy, lambasting Congress for stingy military budgets, or challenging the Departnt of Holand Security’s Director to a duel, he’d done it all.
He even predicted that the CIA would get bombed one day.
And not long after he made the claim, the CIA indeed got bombed, killing then-CIA Director William Webster.
The not-so-helpful BBC journalists speculated that Galle must’ve known sothing.
Conspiracy theorists even suggested that the Pentagon was planning to purge the CIA.
The public outrage that ensued was imnse, and even Galle, the loudmouth, was spooked into silence for a ti.
But judging from his behavior today, it’s clear he hasn’t learned his lesson.
Donald pushed his glasses up with his right hand and cast a glance at Michael Galle, already contemplating whether to give him a new post.
He’s just too temperantal.
You think you run the United States alone?
“With just two months left until the formation of the new administration, I propose we focus on ensuring a smooth transition.
Can you really out-match a madman?” Donald stared at Michael Galle, who was about to speak.
“The nuclear launch button isn’t in your hand, and the intercontinental missile trigger is on Victor’s desk.”
Bluntly put, you’re not qualified to fire it.
Michael Galle’s face turned green.
He couldn’t bring himself to curse out loud, even though the words were stuck in his throat.
This old man had served as Defense Minister back in the 1970s when Galle had just enlisted.
He wouldn’t dare insult Old Bush, let alone Donald.
One person restrains another.
“You an to appease him?” Security advisor Flynn frowned, sounding worried.
“Won’t our concessions only embolden Victor?
And if he makes outrageous demands…”
“The world works this way; the dominant lion on the African Continent has the privilege of enjoying the best feast, but every lion in the pride deserves a share of the at.
Strong players warrant respect.” Donald’s words sounded like a final decision.
After all…
Missiles are truly terrifying.
“Of course, that’s my perspective.
Specific actions need to be reported to the White House.
Do you have any other opinions?” The old man’s gaze swept across the room.
Even if anyone had differing opinions, they wouldn’t dare voice them openly.
No wonder he’s an old veteran—his reputation is unparalleled.
“Alright, we’re adjourned.
Also, inform the Southern Alliance that we will cease funding them and withdraw U.S.
Military advisors.”
“What!”
General Michael Galle jumped out of his seat upon hearing this.
His eyes widened with disbelief.
“Does that an we’re just going to watch Victor unify xico?
That goes against our interests.”
Donald walked over, locked eyes with him, patted Galle’s rank insignia, and said, “When you sit in my position in the future, then you can consider rebutting my words.
Understand?”
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