Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

As Li Xinghe walked onto the aviation museum, which was converted from the Midway-class aircraft carrier, a familiar figure appeared on the deck. The fat figure and dark skin made him the same Tommy, the black director of strategic assessment in the Office of the Secretary of Defense whom Li Xinghe had met during the Air Force Two incident.

Li Xinghe patted Maria on the shoulder:

"Now we have that skin color."

Maria kicked him warily, then stood guard at a distance near the elevator.

Li Xinghe walked over alone:

"Hey Tommy. Aren't you in Washington? What are you doing here?"

Old Tommy still appeared rugged and approachable, waving his pen:

"I'm here to investigate the serviceability of the ships mothballed in San Diego."

Li Xinghe feigned surprise:

"Ah, that's a really... hard job."

Two foxes, one big and one small, were performing here. Tommy patted his belly and said frankly:

"Of course. To be honest, most of these ships, aircraft and various sealed items that are nominally in the reserve fleet are no longer on the books or are simply unusable."

Li Xinghe naturally had a solution:

"It's alright. Just tell the Ministry of Defense that the cost of reactivating them is far greater than the price of building a new aircraft carrier. For example, this big guy we're standing on, couldn't the Midway-class aircraft carrier theoretically be restarted?"

Old Hei smiled knowingly:

"You understand the rules of the game very well."

After some polite cigarette-lighting and American-style shoving, Tommy began to convey to Li Xinghe his true purpose for coming to San Diego, leading him to stand on the aircraft carrier's bridge, overlooking the bay where dozens of warships were docked:

“You’re a smart man, Big G. This year is a pivotal moment for America, and many of us should be actively involved in the presidential transition. After 12 years of fighting against stupid, cowardly, and weak people, we really can’t afford to have another madman in power.”

His words were cryptic, but Li Xinghe understood them instantly.

He was even more shocked because he understood it instantly.

"You want me to..."

Li Xinghe made a throat-slitting gesture on his own neck.

Secret spy teams like theirs, rushing back from out of town, are rare. Even if Li Xinghe orchestrated a terrorist attack in Los Angeles, they could easily blame it on Russian, North Korean, or Iranian spies. Once the Olympics are over, Li Xinghe and his men can escape back to Tokyo, and no one will know the truth.

Tommy neither confirmed nor denied it.

Yes, not entirely. It depends on your own understanding; the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed.

He just said it indirectly:

“Kid, the US-Japan Combined Command, your Coastal Combat Brigade, and the adversary division are all operating quite well. But if you want to maintain control of this mismatched military force in the long term and prevent others from trying to take it away... you need a backer.”

What kind of backer?

It's a faction within the Pentagon.

In any case, it's clear that Tommy is a pro-Democratic civilian official in the Department of Defense. Behind him stand many military bigwigs who formed an alliance with the Democratic Party during the Ukraine war, as well as professional officers who rationally handle Sino-US relations.

"I understand."

Old Hei's words made Li Xinghe realize something.

Some senior military officers in the U.S. military dislike Trump and do not want a second Trump.

So they are mobilizing in secret.

Tommy's immediate agreement with Li Xinghe also revealed the Pentagon's appreciation for him.

"If you do it, or rather, succeed, they will give you higher approval authority. It's not just a major in the logistics department, but a lieutenant colonel, a colonel, or even the chief of staff of the Joint Command, and even aircraft carrier construction permits. The Pentagon is watching you."

Li Xinghe nodded steadily.

It's called the Pentagon, but it's only a part of it.

Of course, on the surface, Li Xinghe came to San Diego to participate in the Pentagon's annual review of him.

Under Tommy's strategic investigation, Li Xinghe's performance was rated as five-star excellent.

Here, Li Xinghe and Tommy also signed the transfer contract for the guided-missile cruiser 'Shiloh', officially handing over the ship, whose skull had been pierced by the USS Kennedy, to the Joint Command Fleet.

When the contract signing and handover were completed, Li Xinghe was preparing to leave with his team when he unexpectedly encountered a middle-aged man who shouldn't have been there at the coffee shop at the entrance of the military port.

A black-haired white man stood in front of Li Xinghe, holding a coffee.

This is Jacob Ceres, Vance's campaign chief of staff.

He was not only a key figure in Vance's administration but also an important advisor to Trump, playing a pivotal role in the entire Vance-Trump administration. He had several exchanges with Li Xinghe aboard Air Force Two, and they were acquaintances.

"Chat?"

Li Xinghe turned around, and Maria, Scarlett, May, and Jill instinctively formed a defensive formation. Enola said she would go to the bar to pay the bill, but instead, she took out her pistol and searched around for the guards in the shadows.

Jacob Ceres tapped the table and praised Li Xinghe:

“Vance likes you very much. He has emphasized to me many times that you are the man who can become the president of Japan.”

Li Xinghe reciprocated:

"I think President Vance will definitely be able to achieve even greater things in his next four-year term."

After another round of American pleasantries, Jacob reminded Li Xinghe:

"He hopes you can do well at the Olympic opening ceremony."

"I understand."

Li Xinghe slightly curled the corners of his mouth, indicating that he was sure he could do it.

Vance's offer was simple and straightforward: I support you as the President of Japan.

As for that bullshit Emperor and the Prime Minister system, he doesn't care. Do whatever you want with them.

After leaving the base, the group was about to drive back to their hotel in Long Beach when, just as they were heading north past the vicinity of the University of California, San Diego, several CIA agents called out to Li Xinghe.

The leader, Li Xinghe, was someone I had met once before; he was a teammate of Aiman ​​when Aiman ​​arrived.

"Big G, how have you been lately?"

"Of course it's OK, but how did I end up running into you here?"

"The CIA's annual review requires you to be questioned."

The CIA's assessment was extremely rigorous, and Li Xinghe was severely criticized at multiple points, especially regarding his integrity, which made it almost impossible for him to reasonably explain where the funds went.

Even so, after the assessment was completed, the other party still gave Li Xinghe a perfect score evaluation paper and deposited it into this year's Tokyo Special Events Bureau budget.

"3000 million US dollars?"

Li Xinghe was somewhat surprised.

The other party left after saying just one sentence:

"The bureau hopes that you can present your fierce tiger-like demeanor at the opening ceremony of the Los Angeles Olympics."

After being persuaded by several groups of people who were completely confused, Li Xinghe finally realized what was going on.

Damn it, in a big election year, everyone is so politically conscious and principled.

The Los Angeles Olympics have sparked a frenzy of activity. It's not just Republicans searching for assassins to kill Gavin Newsom and Hakim Jeffries; Democrats are also looking for assassins to kill Vance and DeSantis. Within the Republican Party itself, there's a mix of internal strife and internal maneuvering against rival factions. Meanwhile, the Democratic forces on the East Coast and West Coast appear increasingly at odds. And Trump, who has been wreaking havoc on America for four years, is already firmly on the death list. The Department of Defense, the CIA, and the White House are all in a frenzy of eliminating dissent.

This is going to be a crazy assassination party!

The group simply parked their car on the beach and sat down to make plans.

"On the Democratic side, Gavin Newsom took the lead, and Hakim Jeffries announced his candidacy on the East Coast. Pritzker, Waltz, Shapiro, Whitmer, and Sanders all took to the stage to announce their participation in the race."

"The competition on the Republican side is even fiercer. Vance wants to become the new emperor, DeSantis has the support of the Democratic caucus and George W. Bush, Rubio is pursuing a populist approach, Nikki Haley has the backing of major traditional Republican donors, and even Donald Trump Jr. is considering running in the Republican primaries. My God."

American politics finally entered an even more frenzied spiral of attack and retaliation in 2028.

Did you lose the last election?

We should act now and eliminate potential winners first.

Previously, the focus was simply on digging up dirt and taking down tough figures like the Pennsylvania governor, John Shapiro. But now, people are no longer satisfied with just digging up dirt.

Let's just kill them.

Now, the special agents were dumbfounded.

Li Xinghe helplessly rubbed his forehead:

"I only have one bullet, and there are seven or eight tables of guests here. Even if you fired all the missiles from San Diego's four attack submarines at the Olympic venues in Los Angeles, you still wouldn't be able to kill this many candidates, would you?"

The author says:

Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. Here's 4600 words. I predict that the 2028 election will be the year with the most assassinations and political betrayals.

Chapter 554: The Crazy Bomber, A Series of Deaths (4500 words)

On the beach of San Onnofi, next to the nuclear power plant, the Maliki Squad, a group of shameless individuals, gathered to gaze at the setting sun and contemplate life.

Scarlett raised her hand immediately:

"Why us?"

She had always been a military officer and didn't know much about the life of a secret agent.

Li Xinghe explained:

"Isn't it simple? Because we're not on the Secret Service's contact list. They don't know who we are or where we come from."

This is why Li Xinghe is being summoned so frequently.

He was an outsider unknown to the Secret Service, which was responsible for protecting the president and candidates.

Thinking of this, the red-haired beauty Scarlett hugged her gun and sighed:

"I'm just a newcomer."

Seeing her slightly melancholy, Jill became annoyed and grabbed her by the neck:

"So you're just some pushover who's offering yourself up for a beating, huh? If you don't consider yourself one of us, sit at the kids' table, have your baby, get your share of the money, and then get out of here!"

As a small organization focused solely on Li Xinghe, it certainly wouldn't allow Scarlett, who had already joined, to escape. In the context of American fraternity culture, if Scarlett were to utter another complaint here, her body would be sunk into the sea.

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it, it's just very dangerous. If I die here, it'll be hard to clean up the mess... Besides, the team's money all comes from my grandma, so show me some respect!"

Scarlett expressed her loyalty, and then she and Jill got into a fight.

A female naval aviator and a female army captain, a first-class person violently assaulting a third-class person.

At this moment, Maria displayed a commanding presence, not particularly bright, but with the air of a big sister who could keep the situation under control.

"Stop messing around. Is our Maleki team really going to participate in this major assassination operation? There's definitely more than just one foreign team involved, right?"

Enola is still analyzing:

"When CIA stations within the country assassinate political figures, they only have two methods: one is to personally orchestrate an accident, such as a car crash or a suicide attempt; the other is to induce, defraud, instigate, or coerce relevant personnel to carry out the assassination. CIA stations abroad simply gather any assassins they can find to carry out terrorist attacks. I strongly suspect that intelligence organizations with close ties to terrorists that have returned from the Middle East will definitely come back. Just think about it: Al-Qaeda, ISIS, Khorasan, Balochistan—a veritable gathering of elites. We're now also involved."

In Enola's view, the CIA in the country would definitely have to mobilize.

Their modus operandi involves inciting and instigating individuals through platforms like Telegram groups and TikTok, providing various forms of support to those seeking to carry out assassinations. This includes things like rifles purchased at low prices through loans, addresses obtained by chance, and operation schedules found from unknown sources. They gradually lure these individuals into a trap, with most of the perpetrators themselves unaware of these details.

He realized he was being manipulated by the CIA.

This model is the safest. The CIA has carried out numerous terrorist attacks in China, but very little evidence has been found to prove they were behind it.

Li Xinghe interjected to remind him:

"Domestic or foreign, there's not much difference. It's just a matter of inciting the Maga or extremist Muslims."

Inciting Muslims to create crises is a decades-old trick of the CIA. In fact, it was the CIA that taught this method to various Islamic extremist groups. Now, these groups can operate independently, using social media to incite marginalized Muslims in the US, raising funds and supplies for them, and even carrying out large-scale terrorist attacks like the 2025 New Orleans bombing, effectively outmaneuvering the CIA.

It can be said that the student surpasses the teacher.

Therefore, with this in mind, the group has officially decided that Los Angeles and the Olympics will be super hotspots for a series of unusual bombings.

The group reunited and, after confirming the current situation, made a plan:

"Let's make a plan. We still need to get back to Tokyo alive."

Enora kicked Li Xinghe out first:

"A family that wins every battle finds it hard to consider the enemy." This Chinese proverb means that a general who wins every battle often finds it difficult to carefully consider the enemy. So, someone like my family's big G, you shouldn't interrupt. Wait until we've discussed it before you speak.