Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

"Based on the surveillance plans of Operation Sunset, we are even more certain that a large-scale anti-American wave has emerged within the Japanese military. They are secretly orchestrating crisis events under the pretext of excessive American exploitation, such as the Yokota Air Base bombing. We have 100% reason to believe that if a strong interventionist force cannot be maintained in Japan, Japan will betray it, just like the attack on Pearl Harbor. The Ministry of Defense has requested the creation of a stronger directly controlled force to deter the Japanese government."

The National Defense Committee held a closed-door meeting.

Their recommendations were then attached to a document and submitted to the U.S. National Security Council.

The National Security Council approved the proposal and requested that it be submitted to the White House office.

In his delirium, Trump hurled insults at the Japanese prime minister, calling him a piece of shit, expressing nostalgia for his brother Abe, and then signed the agreement.

After receiving unsolicited approval from all the powerful figures, Li Xinghe woke up to find himself required to attend an internal consultation meeting.

"The Joint Chiefs of Staff agrees."

"The Congressional Defense Committee agrees."

"The National Security Committee agrees."

"The White House president agrees."

Li Xinghe was overjoyed after reading the list of signatories:

"This is truly the fastest decision-making day in American history. If they were all this united on the issue of China, they probably would have won long ago."

The date is April 3rd.

Officials in Washington, D.C., strongly opposed Japan's claim that "the U.S. military bombed the official plane," and repeatedly voiced anti-Japanese sentiments in newspapers and on the radio, demanding that Japan provide a reasonable explanation.

In response to this matter, Ambassador Ram, accompanied by a large group of U.S. officials stationed in Japan, arrived at Yokota Air Base and questioned Li Xinghe, who was in charge of investigating the main issues.

The two sides convened a joint meeting.

Diplomats demanded a proper response, but Li Xinghe continued to stall, trying to clean up the mess left by the US military.

Ambassador Ram emphasized to Li Xinghe:

"The people need justice, do you understand? This has nothing to do with evidence or reality, it's about politics! Diplomacy!"

Li Xinghe understood, of course.

He provided a public interpretation of Ambassador Ram's words:

"The people? Justice? I think you mean that high-ranking Washington bureaucrats need a prestigious honor for their families, so that these people who use government planes to go on shopping sprees, prostitution, and debauchery in Japan, indulging their private desires with government funds, enjoying high-end sushi, Wagyu beef, caviar, and Japanese tourism, only to be killed by one or two missiles suddenly appearing in the sky, can enjoy the nation's generous honors, flowers, applause, medals, the sympathy of the whole society, the sponsorship and support of major foundations, special invitations for their children to attend prestigious schools, and job recommendations from big companies?"

The officers and diplomats in the office all looked tense.

After Li Xinghe exposed the deception, everyone realized that the so-called domestic pressure was actually Washington bureaucrats trying to portray the Yokota bombing as a politically correct event similar to '9/11,' making the victims and their families a vulnerable group 'widely sympathized with,' and then happily profiting from the deaths.

Someone muttered under their breath:

"Isn't this just profiting from the deaths of people..."

"Yeah, to put it bluntly, they're ghouls."

Li Xinghe followed suit in a sarcastic tone:

"Meanwhile, our overseas troops are earning a monthly salary of $1700, while their wives back home are selling their bodies and blood just to support their children. Sir, I think the accusations against the U.S. military are baseless. We launch interceptor missiles to protect this country and this land."

Li Xinghe's speech was unanimously welcomed by the US military, with officers applauding and cheering him on, urging him to shut up the diplomatic corps.

Ambassador Ram was even angrier after hearing this:

"Li, I've noticed that while you're adept at handling political events at the heart of Japan, you don't seem to care much about America's national interests."

Li Xinghe's response was sharp yet firm:

"Ambassador Ram, which American national interest are you referring to? The Republican Party? The Democratic Party? The pharmaceutical complex? The military-industrial complex? The State Department, or the military? As the executive officer of the unified command personally appointed by the Department of Defense, I haven't found myself to be very un-American. You know, the U.S. military has been retreating, retreating, and retreating again. Our fighter squadrons are constantly being cut, and the Marine Corps is being withdrawn continuously. The military cannot support your crazy ideas."

The U.S. military officers all sided with Li Xinghe.

Why should we, who are starving, poorly clothed, and not fully paid, have to clean up the messes of you Washington elites?

At this point, although the issue being discussed by both sides was still the Yokota bombing incident, the core issue had changed.

Which America are you from?

This core issue disrupted the harmonious atmosphere between Li Xinghe and Lamu.

At this point, the shrewd Ambassador Ram suppressed his anger and began to de-escalate the situation:

"Furthermore, those junior Self-Defense Force officers who broke into the Prime Minister's residence should be held accountable with severe sentences. They should set an example for the nation."

In a normal country, those few deranged Self-Defense Force officers would have already been court-martialed.

However, Japan theoretically has no military; all officers are civil servants. Therefore, according to the Civil Service Law, the case must be submitted to the Tokyo District Court for initial trial. This is precisely the court under the jurisdiction of the Mizukage Tenpyo (Mizukage Tenpyo). As a member of the Japanese faction, she will most likely only deliver a lenient sentence.

By then, it would be a real disservice to Ambassador Ram.

But Li Xinghe wasn't going to let it end there; he protected the Water Mirror Balance:

"Ambassador Ram's term is almost over, isn't it? I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to directly interfere in this trial."

The verdict has been reached.

"you!"

Ambassador Ram only realized today that, as the ambassador to Japan, he had absolutely no way to restrain this young Asian man who was not yet 20 years old.

Just as the two sides were becoming so hostile that they were starting to rub their hands together, preparing for the soldiers to beat up the old Washington civil servant, Ayman appeared.

The 1.85-meter-tall Ayman, holding her large pregnant belly, gracefully approached Li Xinghe and gently advised him to swallow his anger and not offend Mr. Washington.

Li Xinghe feigned obedience, clapped his hands, and said to everyone:

"Alright, friends, I have obtained a special authorization from Ambassador Rame at the White House. This authorization will allow us to accept on-site evidence that is not entirely credible. Therefore, I declare that this missile attack was orchestrated by North Korea in collusion with Russia, with the intention of creating a split between the US and Japan by launching a missile and causing the Yokota bombing. They are the culprits! Meeting adjourned."

After saying that, Li Xinghe pointed outside:

"You can go and hold the press conference now. But remember not to put my name or the Ministry of National Defense's name on it; this is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' own decision."

Ram was furious, but she could only force a smile, express her gratitude to Ayman, and then storm off to organize a press conference.

……

Two hours later, on the evening of the third day after the Yokota missile explosion, U.S. Ambassador to Japan Ram held a press conference and publicly announced the final investigation results in the absence of military representatives.

He indignantly accused Russia and North Korea:

"We found missile fragments with Russian inscriptions at the scene, as well as North Korean craftsmanship parts. Therefore, we can be certain that this was a ruthless massacre of peaceful, kind, and reliable patriots by a terrorist state alliance! We call on all just and democratic countries around the world to impose more sanctions on Russia and North Korea to bring down this evil state alliance and allow good souls to rest in peace."

Then, they kept praising how kind these innocent people were, formulaically judging this massacre to be similar to 9/11, saying that everyone was so innocent, and so on.

The Yokota missile incident ended abruptly just like that.

Putin offered a sharp comment:

"Russia? Which Russia? The Russia of America's imagination?"

North Korea published General Xin's sharp commentary through unofficial channels:

"He is mentally challenged."

This time it really was Russia and North Korea who did it, and the blame was indeed shifted to the general.

But the whole world doesn't believe it, not even Americans and Japanese.

Major media outlets in Japan and South Korea reported on this, viewing it as a "special lying operation" by the United States to clean up the mess left by the US military. Meanwhile, US media, while commemorating the "Yokata Massacre" on their front pages, openly discussed on their second pages that "the Yokota incident was clearly fabricated and a lie."

While the world questioned the 'Yokata Massacre,' Li Xinghe sat in a closed conference room, attending an internal meeting of the Joint Chiefs of Staff of the Ministry of National Defense.

A voice told Li Xinghe:

"The Department of Defense will authorize you, under a top-secret national security document, a plan called 'Project MacArthur.' This plan will allow you to combine and integrate the $60 billion in annual military funding provided by the United States to the U.S. forces stationed in Japan, the $18 billion provided by Japan, and a portion of the funding for the Allied Forces, to create a faster-deploying, loyal U.S. military with the ability to quickly replace the Japanese government."

"We require you to build a large military base in the first year, create a more obedient army, equip it with tanks and drones, and demonstrate rapid response capabilities."

"At the same time, this project must not overlap with other projects, and Director Emmanuel will remain in Tokyo to assist you in creating the 'MacArthur' operations department."

In other words, the MacArthur Project was actually a third secret project independent of the Joint Command and the U.S.-Japan Security Alliance.

This ingenious, layered solution truly made Li Xinghe laugh so hard he choked on his food.

When Zhao Kuangyin saw how well the Americans could stack things, he had to sigh and lament that beneath his bed lay a towering, perilous building, from which no one could be seen sleeping soundly.

Of course, the problem remains unchanged: the United States has neither the money nor the capacity to produce the equipment.

Therefore, Li Xinghe's operational funding authorization still comes from the US military's funding in Japan, which is a sum of tens of billions of US dollars that the US and Japan contribute annually, as well as the joint military expenses allocated by Japan alone.

This is similar to how the US military always takes existing old equipment, modifies it haphazardly, and then presents it as new. The US military lacks funds and manpower, so it allows Li Xinghe to steal money from military budgets to create a separate rapid reaction force and operations command.

Li Xinghe agreed and thanked him very humbly:

"Yes, Chief of Staff. I will do my utmost."

After ending the call, Li Xinghe took off his military cap and looked at himself in the mirror:

"Now you are the Commander with a net worth of 2.5 trillion yen... no, 5 trillion yen."

Li Xinghe crossed his legs and unabashedly expressed his joy through a Chinese song:

"Your America, my America, they seem different~"

"Small position, big head, heavy responsibility on both shoulders~"

"A new era, new generals, and a new allocation of funds!"

"Have a blast, indulge in eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring—they're all experts at it!"

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Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. Here's 4500 words. This month's chapter is finally over. I updated a total of 26.9 words this month. I will continue to work hard next month and try to be more punctual.

Chapter 515: The Great Mathematician Li Xinghe, What Am I Watching If You Don't Move? (4100 words)

The Yokota missile explosion case has now come to an end.

The tall, alluring, and prematurely pregnant Amy, cradling her swollen belly in one hand, gently lifted Li Xinghe's chin:

"You wicked brat, Ambassador Ram is furious with you today."

Li Xinghe licked the witch's finger with a soft hum:

"That was just wishful thinking on his part. He was trying to build connections for high-ranking officials in Washington to pave the way for his own future development after returning to China."

Ram was at the forefront, determined to pin the blame for the Yokota bombing on Russia and North Korea, creating a social tragedy similar to 9/11, all to leave a good impression on high-ranking officials in Washington, garner public sympathy and letters of recommendation, and secure a good position in the new government after his term ended.

The social customs and interpersonal relationships in America are best exemplified by this.

Looking at Li Xinghe's wicked face, Aiman ​​couldn't stay angry. She sat down next to him, put her arm around his shoulder, and asked:

"So what are you planning to do? The Ministry of National Defense hasn't approved any funding for you; it's only allowed you to use existing funds to do something. It's estimated that you might receive some funding support next year."

The Ministry of National Defense is indeed stingy and short of money.

It's not that the U.S. military can't afford to spend money; its $900 billion military budget is riddled with holes. Every year, tens of billions are wasted on military canteens, military chapels, in-service sexual assault, suicides, distributing condoms and PEPs, and even online propaganda. This money is never actually used effectively; it's all divided among the personnel.

Musk claims government funds are being used to power testosterone-injected hamsters, but the US military has far more outrageous and bizarre expenditures. After all, government funds are at least subject to audit by the National Audit Office, while the military has never been audited since auditing began. For example, the US military's annual suicide prevention budget is a staggering $600 million, but the publicly reported suicide rate is less than 6 per year, meaning that on average, each suicide costs $100 million. Li Xinghe believes that if that $100 million were distributed among those who commit suicide, most wouldn't have done so.

The problem is that Li Xinghe is not eligible to share the profits, so he can only steal money from the US military stationed in Japan, which has an annual slush fund of $60 billion.

Thinking about this, Li Xinghe could only let his imagination run wild:

"If the U.S. military has 6000 suicides every year, it would require a $60 billion budget. If I were given both those 6000 suicides and the $60 billion, I could instantly assemble two rapid reaction brigades. They could take turns storming the Japanese Imperial Palace every day. Therefore..."

Could you please...?

Aiman ​​smiled warmly at Li Xinghe's remarkable mathematical talent and gave it high praise:

"What a brilliant idea! You're practically a mathematician. If you were to buy diapers for our kids, I bet you could bring home two shipping containers full. Have you considered how big our house is? Could it even hold them all?"

Li Xinghe didn't care about his fiancée's veiled criticism; after all, it was just a joke. If he were to take the billions of dollars that the US military spends annually on STD prevention, abortion compensation, and other related expenses, and then use that money to bring back the aborted children, Li Xinghe could probably build an army of infants armed to the teeth.

He clapped his hands and picked up his fiancée, who had been sitting on the fence the whole time:

"Tell me honestly, why did you decide to stay in Tokyo? Are you ready to fly to Hong Kong at any moment? You're faster than Hong Kong reporters!"

With a soft cry, Aiman ​​Yingning casually unbuttoned her maternity dress, allowing Li Xinghe to enter more safely and smoothly.

"You're still pregnant, be careful with your movements. I..."

Li Xinghe had Aiman ​​lie on the command platform and slowly and gently probed into the ever-flowing flower source.

Aiman ​​answered Li Xinghe's question:

“I’ve been through so much because of you, do I have any other choice? If you’re doomed, of course I have to take the kids and run. Besides, yesterday I received a mission from the Office of the Director of National Intelligence to set up a secret support point in Tokyo to assist the Director of Intelligence in verifying the credibility of intelligence.”

It seems the Director of Intelligence's office isn't stupid either. Li Xinghe and Major General Moiz's group have been sending them information from sources with too high a degree of similarity every day, which has made them start to have concerns and decide not to establish a branch to corroborate the intelligence.