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"The United States will continue to decline, to keep falling. Just when people think the economy is bad enough, it will get worse. There will always be one different Trump after another, stepping on the gas pedal downhill. Then, after about a decade of decline, when they look back, they will find that their imperial hegemony has collapsed in a rapid fall, and they are living in the ruins of a modern city. We are now at a turning point where the East is rising and the West is falling. Sitting in the Lincoln Memorial, looking out at the Washington Monument, the Jefferson Memorial and the Pentagon, the White House and the Capitol, watching far-left and far-right organizations arguing in the streets, isn't that a kind of immersive experience?"

The members of Maliki's team remained silent, after all, they were indeed Americans.

At this moment, the gunshots were already approaching the Lincoln Memorial.

What was that sound?

"They're setting off firecrackers."

Li Xinghe was speaking ironically.

Then, Virginia's Democratic wing began pouring onto the Arlington Bridge.

They shouted:

"Resist genocide! Oppose fascism and Nazism!"

The century-old sound of the M2 heavy machine gun remained dull yet reliable. The American troops at the Lincoln Memorial decisively opened fire on the militia surrounding them from all sides, using a tactic of firing first and then issuing a warning to prevent them from attempting to storm the Lincoln Memorial and threaten traffic on Arlington Bridge.

Then gunfire erupted from the bridge as the guards opened fire to stop them from advancing.

An anti-aircraft missile on a Jeep heavy infantry fighting vehicle was accidentally triggered, and a North Korean-made vehicle-mounted missile suddenly flew out and hit a civilian helicopter that was patrolling in the sky in the distance.

Li Xinghe questioned:

Why would they shoot down a helicopter?

"Reporting to the general, that helicopter has a modified heavy machine gun!"

If the militia can even drive modified helicopters, will they bring out the old M113 tanks from World War II next?

The Democratic Party caucus across the street shouted incredulously:

Why are you trying to stop us from defending America?

The nearby Maga militia also attempted to approach Arlington Bridge, but were also dispersed by gunfire from the bridge.

They also asked, "What are you doing?"

Li Xinghe decisively warned the militia leaders on both sides with an undeniable voice:

"I am defending America!"

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Chapter 614: Anti-Trump Movement Unites, What Kind of American Are You? (4100 words)

"An armed helicopter has crashed near Washington!"

"Black Hawk Down in the Potomac!"

The helicopter that crashed into the river in the dark seemed to be a footnote to this crazy night.

Reporters' cameras flashed wildly, and all sorts of articles were fired out of the gunfire-stricken city, turning into bullets aimed at the Trump campaign.

Li Xinghe maintained the operation of Arlington Bridge, and the various militia groups were driven back.

But the chaos they created could not be quelled, and even the most foolish American could realize how terrifying such rapid riots could be for a country.

"This can't go on any longer!"

Voters voiced their opposition.

A tweet titled "Whether you're a Democrat or a Republican, getting Trump out of here is the most important thing!" garnered over 2000 million views in a single day. Articles teaching people how to survive during wartime spread widely, and Deepseek continuously produced speeches mobilizing people to participate in anti-Trump rallies, which went viral on every social network.

In 2020, Trump's widely condemned COVID-19 response policies tormented Americans, and his reckless, unlimited borrowing, while temporarily slowing economic recovery, ultimately contributed to the devastation.

The economic turmoil, however, ushered in a period of terrifying hyperinflation in the United States. Faced with this situation, many non-voting urban voters in the US were forced to come out and vote against Trump.

That was the time when the anti-Trump camp joined forces to push Biden into the presidency.

In 2028, anti-Trump forces will regroup.

Urban residents accustomed to not voting, along with various ethnic minorities, were forced to stand up and fight for their own destiny in the face of the deadly battle between the far left and the far right.

Li Xinghe observed this fact.

Trump's approval ratings have been declining, with only his die-hard MAGA supporters and a large number of radical groups with ulterior motives still following him.

"Democrats and Republicans have united in front of Trump, and now Trump's chances of winning are close to zero. Even those close to him, such as the Heritage Foundation think tank, have begun to align themselves with other candidates."

After thinking it over, he decided to discuss it further with Vance, who currently seemed to be the Republican rising star with the best chance of winning the election.

"Hey Vance, this is G."

"I heard you're still in Washington. Are you safe?"

Vance played the emotional card.

He certainly didn't know that Li Xinghe had blown up his plane. But even if he did know, he would never show any real emotion now, and would only continue to try to please him.

"Yes, I'm relatively safe. I've heard there's been a shift in public opinion lately. Are you ready to run for president?"

Li Xinghe asked.

Vance did not launch into a lengthy discourse on his political stance, but instead reaffirmed his commitment:

"My commitment remains unchanged. I support all your actions in Japan, including deposing the Emperor and becoming president. And I don't know if you've been using social media, but my campaign team is active."

On his phone, the Silicon Valley capital behind Vance is pushing Vance's campaign videos like crazy, and is subtly starting to distance itself from Trump, suggesting that Vance is the real Ivy League elite who can rationally view and solve problems.

Even Musk started jumping between the two camps, retweeting Vance-related content and saying he wanted to work with Vance to keep America great.

Li Xinghe told Vance:

"You know I've always supported you."

As Li Xinghe parted ways with Vance, the people of Virginia shouted in unison from across the Potomac River:

"Let's bring Trump down!"

……

The Lincoln Memorial is now known as Lincoln Fortress.

Lincoln, whose command abilities were terrible in the early stages of the Civil War, now sits in his palace, trampled underfoot by young soldiers, many of whom are not even American citizens but are Latinos, Indians, or people from some Southeast Asian country who are just trying to obtain citizenship.

It was these soldiers who, without a second thought, pulled the trigger, sending bullets flying across the river bridge.

"Check for passage!"

Upon entering the bridge in Washington, D.C., soldiers conducted a thorough inspection, vigilantly searching every person and vehicle entering the city to prevent the smuggling of bombs and weapons.

But as night fell, truckloads of weapons and ammunition, under the Pentagon's command, crossed the bridge, their destinations unknown. Perhaps they were bolstering military bases in Washington, perhaps they were arming far-right defense forces, or perhaps they were reloading ammunition for Black communities.

The toll for a pickup truck fully loaded with ammunition is $150, the toll for a gun is $50, and the toll for a box of ammunition is $10.

If the rioting and frenzied Washington is like a hot pot, then the Arlington Bridge at night is the hearth door, deciding how much firewood to swallow.

After meeting with Vance, Li Xinghe thought it over and decided to give Trump a heads-up and also make arrangements for his second phase of goals.

He drove his five Jeeps and buddies through the streets to the White House.

Right in the corner of the Federal Reserve building on the southwest side of the White House, a man's cry for help caught Li Xinghe's attention.

He was an extremely obese Asian man with a very pointed head.

Several far-right militiamen are beating him and robbing him of his belongings.

Such scenes have become commonplace in Washington, D.C., because there are a large number of Asians and wealthy Blacks there, so poor whites often target them when they commit robberies out of resentment.

The white leader, while fighting, asked:

What kind of Chinese are you?

The fat man replied:

“I am not Chinese, I am American! I was born in Sacramento, California.”

Li Xinghe got out of the car, walked over, and stopped him:

“Hey, don’t make things difficult for him. He’s President Trump’s speechwriter. If you kill him, then the president will be out of witty remarks.”

Despite the significant ethnic differences, Li Xinghe displayed his military rank.

As a lieutenant colonel, a man who often provides resources and facilitates the smooth operation of an entire theater of operations, he may be young, but he has a considerable number of medals on his chest. Thanks to the U.S. military's tendency to issue honors indiscriminately, Li Xinghe has two service medals alone, as well as collective and individual honors. He also has a medal for saving the president, so he can be described as young but covered in medals.

The soldier asked in confusion:

"O-5, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Li Xinghe patted the car window and shouted at them to stop:

"Let him go see the president. You mustn't do anything that endangers public safety."

They didn't like Asians, but Li Xinghe had five carloads of good brothers with him, so the militiamen dispersed to rob other people.

The fat man got up and hurriedly ran towards the White House.

Li Xinghe's convoy drove forward a few hundred meters, and then, at Li Xinghe's command, stopped at the corner, blocking the big fat man again.

"Want a ride, friend? We're going to the White House too."

"it is good."

The fat man, unsuspecting, got into the car.

This man, with his pointed head and resembling a mountain of flesh, is named Steven Zhang. He served as White House Communications Director and Assistant to the President in Trump's cabinet.

His greatest strength is his ability to write speeches.

All of Trump's most memorable quotes over the years have come from this person's writing.

His politically insulting nicknames such as 'Sleep Joe,' 'Crazy Larry,' 'Crying Chuck,' and 'Haha Sister' were mostly orchestrated by this fat guy behind the scenes.

This guy is indeed Chinese, but apart from his surname, there's no trace of his connection to China. If no one knew his Chinese name was Zhang Junyi, no one would think that this Chinese-American who even abandoned his Chinese name cared about his bloodline.

His father was of Vietnamese-Chinese descent, and his mother was a Vietnamese immigrant of Chinese descent who came to Japan. In that era, those who fled from Vietnam to the United States were naturally remnants of the South Vietnamese regime. Therefore, Zhang Junyi, born in 1982, had no connection to East Asia other than his hatred for China and the Vietnamese communist regime, and his own bloodline.

His rise to prominence is quite simple: when Arnold Schwarzenegger was running for governor of California, Zhang Junyi had just graduated from college and became Schwarzenegger's speechwriter, helping him win the election.

Zhang Junyi then remained a member of the Republican Party. In the 08 election, he served as a speechwriter for the Republican candidate but lost to Obama. After the Texas gubernatorial race, he associated with Rubio, Pompeo, and Bannon, and then joined Trump's government, remaining loyal throughout.

When Trump made his comeback in 22, Zhang Junyi, as a member of Bannon's faction, rushed to Trump Tower as soon as he received the call, and then worked tirelessly day and night writing articles.

"Do you know me?"

"Um... I seem to remember that."

Li Xinghe offered him a cigarette, smiling as he said:

“You’re from Sacramento, but I’m actually from California. I was born in Los Angeles.”

The fat man, smoking a cigarette, suddenly asked curiously:

"Isn't it San Francisco?"

"Actually, it was Los Angeles, or maybe San Francisco. I forgot where my birth certificate is. After all, I've never lived there; I've lived in Vancouver as far back as I can remember."

"Yes Yes……"

Stephen Zhang was hesitant and indecisive.

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Xinghe smirked. He had deliberately obscured Li Xinghe's birthplace, but this fat guy was indeed cunning and meticulous, managing to remember it. This meant he must know more about Li Xinghe's internal affairs. After all, Li Xinghe's file contained highly classified information.

Therefore, there is only one possibility: when Trump was looking at Li Xinghe's files, he let this fat man see them too. Trump's problem of arbitrarily leaking files remains unresolved to this day.

Li Xinghe casually pulled out a pistol and ordered the troops to drive the vehicle to the side of the wall outside the West Wing of the White House, a road where no one was.

He asked with a smile:

"Life in the White House must be wonderful."

The fat man, mistaking them for one of his own, boasted about his efforts.

"It's alright. I only sleep 4 hours a day, but at least I can ensure that all my work is completed to a high standard."

But immediately, two soldiers taped his mouth shut and dragged him off the pickup truck.

The fat man's eyes suddenly changed, and he frantically sent out a distress signal. However, Li Xinghe calmly got out of the car with his pistol and said to him:

"Unfortunately, I was indeed born in Los Angeles. If you hadn't seen my file, I might have let you live."