MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1493 sucker Punch

"The United States needs two rulers, one to rule the White House and one to rule Wall Street."

“However, the situation in North America is different from that of Moro, Madagascar, and Colombia, and there is a big difference with the new country. For our long-term interests, fostering a 'dictator' is too risky for us to control. The power of the whole of North America will make his ambitions exceed our control. So we need a group of intelligent and reliable political families and financial chaebols to rule the White House and Wall Street instead of letting someone."

"They and their descendants will rely on the family's nepotism and their accumulated political and economic resources. They occupy far more than ordinary people in the political and economic fields of this country, and their interests are closely related to us to ensure They are absolutely loyal."

"As a result, even if their voters elected a ‘wrong’ president a hundred years later, he will be unable to move in Congress, and it will be difficult for the government to go out of the White House and eventually be amended by our rules.”

"We will assist the American people in revising the Constitution and giving Congress more powers, such as returning the right to declare war to the Congress. For example, let the president's issue pass more votes in Congress, and then modify the anti-monopoly law. After the United States will be more 'people. Lord' than ever before, it will be easier for us to control..."

Sitting in the study room of the New Embassy in New York, Jiang Chen is chatting with Zhang Yaping about the post-war arrangements in the United States.

“A hundred years later?” Zhang Yaping said with a smile. “After a hundred years, can your blueprint for the Earth Federation not be realized?”

One hundred years is still too long for human life. If possible, Zhang Yaping does not intend to consider such a long-term matter, and at most three times in the position of the president, he is ready to retreat to the second line.

"One hundred years? Fifty years will not be able to." Jiang Chen smiled. "Even if the Earth Federation is established, we do not intend to interfere too much with the domestic affairs of the member states of the Federation, but we can do this later. chat."

"Well, this question is put aside. How do you prepare to foster those political families who are obedient... and financial chaebols?" Zhang Yaping shrugged. "Use ready-made? I am afraid it is not easy to control. Promote from scratch? I am afraid those Upstarts will not have an appetite for you."

"The war has just ended, and many places need to be rebuilt, especially in Washington and New York. Whoever shares this cake is the US government has the final say, but in the final analysis, we have the final say."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen looked up at the wall clock on the wall and smiled slightly. "There is a banquet this evening. It is the Rocky League of the Boston Consortium. I will take care of it. At that time, the upper class in North America will participate. I plan to Take this opportunity to meet the future rulers of this continent and arrange who should share the cake."

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In the mountains of Colorado, a cavern covered by dark green camouflage cloth, soldiers dressed in jungle camouflage, are patrolling with the four-rotor drone.

Most of the people here are from Colorado, but also from Texas, Utah, New Mexico, and Ohio. These states are inland states where guns are rampant. It's hard to get a semi-automatic rifle elsewhere, but for these states, even some people collect heavy machine guns and mortars in their backyard.

From the colonial era, the people who live here are famous folk customs, and now it is the same.

They claim to be rebel, do not recognize defeat, and do not recognize any so-called surrender agreement. Even though Mike Burns’s affairs have shaken many people’s beliefs, their beliefs have not wavered. All people get together because of the same goal, that is to drive away the star trade.

Not only from the tempered Texas Red Neck, but also the patriots from California, and the electronics engineers from Silicon Valley who designed drones and designed diy exoskeletons. equipment.

Although they were defeated, they also learned a lot from the Star Ring trade. For example, how to apply high technology to the war.

Their days have not been better recently. The Star Wars forces have already suppressed the Texas rebellion. It turns out that the German militia is not smarter than the regular army. The Rebels’s strongholds in Texas have been smashed, and the rabble is a bird and beast. Some people choose to give up. Some people flee to Colorado to look for hope. Now they can only hide between Colorado and Utah. The mountains can only survive and survive.

Because it is only here, we can barely escape the satellites of the Star Trade.

A Hummer slowly entered the mountainous area and stopped at a guard post. Several militiamen walked out from the shadow of the woods, and the m-series rifles in their hands aimed at the driver sitting in the car.

"I am not malicious," the man in the black suit pushed away from the car and looked at the militia headed. "You see, I have no weapons on my body."

Suspiciously looked at the black man in front of him, the militia headed by the comrades who stood next to him.

"Jero, you go to find his pocket."

"Ok."

Texas, with his flag on his arm, stepped forward and touched a few of the black men. He turned back and shook his head at Oliver.

"Okay, man, what's your name, you should know that you are fighting here." After Geero retired, Oliver went to the front of the black man and looked at him up and down. "Excuse me, your dress." It’s not like coming to us."

Although I can't see what brand this suit is, it's obviously not like a bargain. And this modified Hummer, don't want to take it for $500,000.

"Of course, your situation doesn't seem very good." The black man smiled.

"So you are looking at the jokes?" Oliver picked up his eyebrows and his eyes were a little bit bad.

"On the contrary, we hope to improve your situation. After all, there are not many people who are willing to stand up and sweat for this country," said the black man who took a business card from his arms and handed it to Oliver. On the hands, "My master is willing to help you."

"Help? Who is your master?" After taking the business card and looking down, Oliver frowned slightly, "Kaiyin Jay?"

"You don't need to know, I won't say it." The black man shook his head, took a photo from his arms, and a map, "throw it on the hood."

"this is……"

"The map shows the red cross, the equipment you need, the ID card, and enough cash. And this photo, you should not be unfamiliar, Star Chen Trading Chairman Jiang Chen. He arrived in Kennedy, New York last night. The airport, staying at the Hilton Hotel, is about to drink at the St. Regis New York and the traitors, and toast to the United States."

The green pupil was almost reduced to a point.

I noticed the shimmering hatred in Oliver’s eyes, and the black man slowly spoke up and continued.

"The opportunity is rare, you know what to do."