Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

From officers to organization, from logistics to manpower, rebuilding the strength of a theater army is beyond the current capabilities of the Pentagon.

As you can see, even the so-called coastal combat regiment needed Li Xinghe to recruit people privately, and the recruitment cost was paid by the Japanese government in order to raise a private army capable of quickly suppressing riots.

But the problem is, that's how the presidency works!

Who wouldn't want to take a chance, fight hard, and become a top performer in four years?

Li Xinghe's hand smashed the table in front of the two of them, cracking it.

"Do you want to hold onto the Pacific Ocean, which you can't control anyway, or do you want to win the election that's practically within your grasp?"

Li Xinghe could barely suppress the smirk on his face. He felt like he had truly become a seductive devil, hiding in the shadow of the White House, deceiving, blackmailing, bewitching, and boasting everywhere, creating an unparalleled conspiracy.

The problem is this: regardless of whether the two parties agree, Okinawa and the president are forced to choose one over the other.

Do you want Okinawa as a horseshoe, or do you want to become the next president and rule an empire?

Even though losing this horseshoe means losing an empire?

This question is either too simple or too complicated.

This problem is deadly; this problem is soul-crushing.

The author says:

Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. Here's 6600 words. The Okinawa storyline concludes here, and I can say it's a fairly satisfying turning point.

Chapter 618: Putin of East Asia, the End of the World (4000 words)

Thinking is not difficult, but making a decision is very difficult.

For Vance, a literary elite who rose to power through glib talk, the decision to sever three divisions of remnants and abandon tens of thousands of American families, turning them all into the well-known "China-backed" Okinawan guerrillas, was one that could determine the future of the Pacific War if not handled carefully. He didn't even know what would happen after the decision was made.

But that's the president.

Having served as vice president for four years, Vance was eager to move to the center of power, sit in the White House, and wield his authority.

He began to rethink and restate his views:

"If we can truly disrupt the Democratic Party's two campaign slogans and create public opinion that America should rise from the ashes and create a new America, we can become president. We can even use the defeat in Okinawa as an excuse to legitimately retract our global strategy and continue on that path. We can then justifiably withdraw from more disputed areas and free up resources to deal with the Americas..."

The more he talked, the more excited Vance became.

Donald Trump Jr. ran away secretly; he lacked the courage to shoulder such a huge responsibility. This alone shows that Donald Trump Jr. is far from capable.

Li Xinghe was like a devil. After stating his terms, he remained silent, letting Vance frantically repeat them and think for himself.

Li Xinghe would only tell him, "There's still one hour until dawn."

"35 minutes left."

"20 minutes."

"11 minutes."

"5..."

His eyes were like a venomous snake, hissing as he observed Vance's human weaknesses; his gaze was like poison, seeping through the skin into Vance's heart.

The hands ticked away, the alarm clock's sound subtly shifting the atmosphere in the room. The first rays of sunlight streaming through the window illuminated the dust motes dancing in the air, cutting the boundary between darkness and light within the room.

As the sun rose high above the earth, illuminating the smoke-filled, dilapidated White House, and as Li Xinghe prepared to take his leave, Vance finally spoke with difficulty and bitterness:

How many soldiers and their families are left on the island?

When he asked that question, Li Xinghe knew that Vance had been poisoned.

He had nowhere to run.

Li Xinghe said casually:

"The Third Expeditionary Force has only a few thousand men left. Many have deserted, some have gone to China or joined the guerrillas, and many have abandoned their posts and fled to other places. The 25th Division has suffered nearly a thousand casualties, and morale is extremely low. A considerable number of soldiers have already withdrawn back to Hawaii. The 11th Airborne Division was defeated as soon as it entered the battlefield, and a brigade commander was killed by artillery fire. In total, there are probably more than 20,000 men left. If we include their families, there should be more than 20,000, making a total of about 50,000. In fact, even if you don't let them leave with dignity now, once the guerrillas have even acquired anti-aircraft missiles, they will be prisoners trapped on the island and die."

According to Li Xinghe, Okinawa is a situation where defeat is inevitable.

Because the US military lacks popular support, besides bombing residential areas, they will only worsen relations between the military and the people. As long as US military bases remain in Okinawa, the Okinawa Independence Army can continue to exist.

Will the war end in defeat?

Vance asked.

“You can ask the Pentagon, and they will definitely tell you that victory is inevitable. But when you ask them to speak directly with the local troops, the Pentagon will absolutely refuse you. You know what I mean.”

Li Xinghe took a step back, then another, luring Vance into his trap.

The Pentagon would certainly not allow Vance to communicate with frontline soldiers. The US military was fighting a tough battle in Okinawa, and any communication would expose all their weaknesses.

Therefore, Li Xinghe's nonsense convinced Vance that Okinawa was doomed to defeat.

Can you guarantee the return of the prisoners?

“Of course. The Okinawans can’t afford to support them, and what’s even more interesting is that the reparations come from the Japanese government. So the more prisoners they capture, the more money the Japanese government has to spend to ransom them. This money will go through me. I guarantee that the movement of prisoners and funds will be smooth.”

Li Xinghe smiled.

What are your needs?

Vance's eyes gleamed.

He didn't know how to judge the grand plan Li Xinghe described, so he could only see the flaws in Li Xinghe's desire.

He desperately wanted to know why Li Xinghe dared to push forward such a bold plan, yet he hadn't uttered his own demands yet.

Li Xinghe opened his arms:

"I want to become the president of Japan, and I want to dismantle the so-called emperor system. You know what? I want to be a new emperor who isn't the emperor."

Vance nodded.

But this was something he already knew.

Then, Li Xinghe told Vance about his fabricated ambition:

“I not only want to be the president of Japan, but I also want to interfere in South Korea and get involved in the Philippines. I want to become an insurmountable power figure in East Asia.”

Vance had a peculiar feeling about Li Xinghe at this moment:

'East Asian Putin'.

Both came from intelligence agencies, both wanted to take over the reins at a young age, and both wanted to expand the boundaries of power and territory.

Can we reach an agreement?

Vance raised his hand.

"I'll give you a surprise at the end of October."

Li Xinghe shook hands with him, and a cooperation agreement was reached.

Before leaving, he specifically told Vance:

"I'll talk to the CIA's chief operating officer, and I think she'll call you this afternoon."

This means that the CIA will support you.

Vance took a deep breath, then collapsed onto the sofa, covered his face, and began to silently recite the Bible, which he had never read in his childhood.

"God, forgive me..."

……

A dashing young man strolled out of the White House, seemingly oblivious to the damage behind him. Instead, he ordered his soldiers, "Arrest all those damned reporters and throw them all into the Potomac River. This is the White House; how can we let them take photos that damage America's national standing?"

The soldiers immediately swarmed forward, rifle butts and batons in hand, beating reporters from the Associated Press, White House communications, and other organizations until they were bleeding from the head, smashing their cell phones and cameras, and using their fists to teach the reporters that violence is the first foundation of social power.

But at the same time, bodies were being dragged out of the White House in droves, and blood flowed onto the lawn, turning the green grass red.

This scene was captured by a spy camera on the reporter's body, becoming a classic photograph:

Red Grass Day.

Just as Li Xinghe was about to contact the CIA, Chief Mora had already parked his car not far away and invited him to get in so they could talk.

What happened last night?

"I assisted the Pentagon in rescuing the president who had been held hostage by the far right. Now he has resigned out of fear."

Li Xinghe was revising the facts.

"What about us?"

“I gave President Vance an idea: if we weaken the fighting capabilities of the troops stationed in Okinawa and create a huge accident, he will have a very high chance of being elected. He can give the CIA exclusive authority and funding.”

Li Xinghe used sweet words again.

The chieftain turned to look at the crazy young man, and after thinking for a long time, said, "Do you know what you're doing?"

“I know, and I know that the CIA has to make its own decisions.”

Li Xinghe said.

The CIA wants Mio to go her own way.

"Those who live near mountains live off the mountains, and those who live near water live off the water. The vast world offers much to be done."

What else can the CIA do if it mixes up with Americans?

Grow drugs, then.

As economic resources become more concentrated on the east and west coasts, the economically declining areas in the central and southern regions will continue to decline, turning into drug-producing economic zones that are most familiar to the people of Latin America.

With the government refusing to intervene, local gangs began to cultivate drugs on a large scale to supply the market.

This isn't a prophecy, but an existing reality. The cultivation of marijuana by Chinese in the American South, with the Chinese becoming major suppliers and the resulting plantation shootings, is a story that has been ongoing for over a decade. The CIA is simply trying to enter the domestic market and compete with the FBI.

Aside from drugs, it's all about getting involved in politics and maintaining privileges.

Therefore, Mora's operations manager ultimately agreed to participate in Li Xinghe and Vance's crazy plan. She had no idea just how serious the 'major incident' Li Xinghe was referring to really was.

"Go ahead and do it, but don't leave any records."

"Yes, Great Chief."

Mora frowned and turned around:

"Ok?"

Li Xinghe explained with a smile:

"The leader of an independent tribe is a great chief, just like the Native Americans."

Just as Li Xinghe described, the CIA was to become an independent tribe.

Neither a company nor a government, it is spread throughout the country, much like a tribe in a dark world.

……

Li Xinghe acted immediately.

As before, the plan was executed first, and then shown to Lao Wu.

Soon, the Ryukyu Independence Army received the notification.

The Ryukyu Independence Army developed a peculiar double-layered nested structure in its liberated areas.

Below them were liberated areas established by the Independence Army and CIA spies themselves, who were doing things completely different from what they said, dedicated to restoring order and people's livelihoods in the liberated areas.

The identities of the CIA officers who were originally in charge of the initial disguising work, pretending to be Chinese support forces, are now difficult to ascertain.

While they claim to be part of the CIA, they've severed ties with the Tokyo bureau, with many members even voluntarily cutting off contact to pursue a greater future and higher power. Some are even said to have gone to the seaside to negotiate with the Chinese.

This is an independence project that has become real despite being a sham.

Even CIA spies posing as Chinese officials defected to China after losing contact with the CIA.

The internal divisions are intensifying.

Some CIA die-hards never returned after leaving. Some went to Wenzhou and came back speaking fluent Chinese they had just learned. Others brought genuine Chinese people with them to discuss tourism development plans, market expansion, economic and trade terms, and so on in Ryukyu.

The situation is changing. The independence army is increasingly showing signs of becoming its own faction, and has even begun to purge staunch pro-Japanese elements from within. It seems to be setting up its own school of thought and establishing an independent nation. CIA spies only earn a few cents a month, so it's better to directly and deeply participate in the cause of independence. There is a vast world to be explored.

In the end, through the joint efforts of the battlefield observation team and Wu Jianzhong, Chinese aid did indeed arrive in Okinawa, in a corner unseen by the international community.

Whether it was direct trade flights, the provision of essential economic goods, or even the rebranding and intervention of telecommunications, power, and water supply departments, all were rapidly restoring vitality to the liberated areas.

Unfortunately, Xiao Chongshan Yui, the younger sister who helped Zhang Xiaoqian plan all of this, did not manage to leave school as she had envisioned.