CHAPTER 335: 0333 WE ARE INVINCIBLE [THIS CHAPTER IS SPONSORED BY: YELLOWTAIL - ADDITIONAL UPDATE 5/5]

In just one day, Lynch miraculously united the majority of the Federation people.

In this society plagued by severe economic recession, where people lack job opportunities and most can barely make ends meet, someone is needed to give them a jolt to wake them up.

Lynch’s words served such a purpose. When material needs can’t be met, fulfilling spiritual needs is also a fitting approach. People need to shift their focus, and rulers need to deflect conflicts.

"I watched this young man’s impromptu speech. Do you know the changes his words have brought?" In the office of the President’s Mansion, Mr. President’s face showed a long-lost smile.

He casually fiddled with a small ornament on the table, "Since this morning, people from the military have been running to the Ministry of Defense and also submitting some documents to me."

He pointed to some file bags on the table, "Especially the Navy, they proactively applied to eradicate the pirates roaming the East Ocean, and some consortiums even offered to cover the costs for this action."

Technically, even the most arrogant capitalists cannot interfere with military movements, but the Bail Federal is a free country. Such phenomena, absolutely impossible in monarchies, are common in the Bail Federal.

There was even someone who sued the President because during a speech, the President’s impromptu use of a foul word led to his young son learning it and saying it everywhere. When taught a lesson, the son argued that it was said by Mr. President, leaving the father unable to reproach him. Consequently, the father took Mr. President to court.

In the Federation, there are only two places where a president-level politician can be tried. The first is the Supreme Court, the symbol of Federal Judiciary, presided over by at least three or more lifelong Chief Justices, or in Congress, chaired by the Speaker of the Senate.

Later, the President who was taken to court apologized to the Federation citizens in front of the camera and promised not to use foul language again—"I swear I’m never gonna say foul words again!"

Although this kind of promise is actually ineffective, rather, because he used foul language, some citizens found him to have individuality and authenticity, thus liking him.

This might be the epitome of a successful persona, though ordinary people do not know or care about this.

If such an incident were to happen in a monarchy, not just the father but possibly the entire family would be hanged in the square, serving as a reminder to the common folk that royal authority cannot be challenged.

This is also the biggest difference between monarchies and the Bail Federal. They use high-pressure regimes and terror to compel people to fear them, but in the Federation, rulers just throw money on the ground and people naturally bow down.

Some consortiums overnight seemed to have simultaneously been attacked by pirates, so they, through legal "military funding," transferred a sum into the designated military accounts.

As long as the Navy acts, regardless of the success or failure of the operation, this money will eventually go into the Navy’s military budget account, illustrating the typical military-civilian harmony in the Bail Federal.

When Mr. President spoke about these matters, he didn’t show any negative expression; he merely found it interesting, "Even the Minister of Defense personally came to ask how to handle the provocations from foreign forces. It seems they’ve reached a consensus."

Truman keenly sensed the enjoyment in Mr. President’s expression when he mentioned "the Minister of Defense," "His attitude?"

"Attitude?", Mr. President looked at Truman briefly before reacting, "Oh, yes, his attitude was great, he spoke like an obedient sheep. Maybe I found a way!"

He felt a little emotional, "You were right, Truman, I should have listened to you sooner!"

The biggest issue currently facing Mr. President is that the military isn’t aligning with him but rather is favoring a more extreme, radical candidate who is also a candidate within the Progressive Party.

According to the Chairman of the committee, this candidate merely emphasizes Mr. President and helps him win, but the behavior where a running mate suddenly betrays has occurred more than once.

Some politicians who claim they wouldn’t reach the end have, under the radar, undermined one opponent after another, reluctantly accepting people’s choice—this time is surely no different.

The military likes such aggressive attitudes, likes his talk of expansion and upgrading all military equipment, which is also favored by the arms merchants and consortiums within the Federation, as it means countless orders that can not only drive their stock prices back up but also earn them significant profits.

With money, there’s motivation for support.

Is Mr. President indifferent to all of this?

In fact, he has some ideas; he hired Truman as the highest authority in the Office of International Policy/ Affairs Research, which indicates his stance, but unfortunately sometimes political positions, once established, cannot be easily shaken; otherwise, those who have followed him before would abandon him.

Even if he very much wants to tell those in the Ministry of Defense that he also wishes for expansion, upgrading, and renewing, he cannot express it.

Now the situation has changed somewhat, and the issue troubling him has suddenly been resolved. For the military to launch a military strike, the Ministry of Defense must agree.

Whether the Ministry of Defense agrees or not, they must first consult Mr. President—if Mr. President opposes, then the military action must be halted, but he can merely not disagree nor oppose, which means the responsibility will fall to the handler from the Ministry of Defense, and certainly, the credit will not be with the President.

But if the President agrees, then the responsibility is his, and credit is also his.

In order for the President not to oppose, the Minister of Defense chatted with him in a very gentle and tactful manner, unlike a typical military person, which made him see an opportunity to win over the military.

The candidate would not be able to sit in this chair and sign for at least two years, but he can now, and he still has the advantage.

"It’s not too late now, Mr. President!" Truman timely added.

"Yes, yes, it’s not too late now..." he said while looking at Mr. Truman, "I have a question, are we really as strong and invincible as Lynch said?"

As a radical representative of the military who is hidden beside the moderate President, and also the trailblazer of military reform, Truman would certainly support this statement.

He spoke the words in his heart with great firmness, with a certain slightly agitated emotion, and with a powerful voice, "We are invincible!"

While the President and Mr. Truman were discussing some work and changes in the situation ahead, as well as how to change the negotiation strategy with Nagariel, their mock opponent, used as a scapegoat but not entirely wrongly, Mr. Preton, was chatting with an old friend of his.

"... Did you receive those things I sent you last time?" Mr. Preton was not using the common language but Gafura’s official language, and he was speaking with Gafura’s Admiral and Minister of the Navy.

Mr. Preton once served in the military as a Navy Officer, and later for some reasons, he started engaging in trade, but his connections with the Gafura Navy have never ceased.

Many of his mentors and friends now hold high positions after the war ended, and all the officers and generals who didn’t die in the world war received significant promotions, which widened his contacts within the Gafura Navy.

Upon hearing what Mr. Preton said, Gafura’s Minister of the Navy chuckled lightly, "I’ve received them, my wife likes them very much. What’s the reason for contacting me this time?"

The direct question is also their style of interaction, as military men don’t waste words.

Preton pondered for a moment before speaking, otherwise, the Minister of the Navy on the other end of the phone asked again, "That’s not like you, tell me, what trouble have you encountered?"

"The people from Bail Federal plan to hit my forces in the East Ocean, I am a bit worried, I may not be able to withstand it," said Mr. Preton with a sigh, "No individual or organization can scale to confront a rising powerful nation!"

"Bail Federal?" The Minister of the Navy was slightly puzzled about the opponent his old friend had provoked, "Tell me what happened between you two..."

Mr. Preton gave a simple recount, the whole process was very neutral, not biased, because he knew clearly that the influential person on the other end would, at the moment the call hung up, verify his words through more than one means to check if they were true or false.

It is undoubtedly punching himself if he lies now; he isn’t that foolish.

After listening to the things Mr. Preton said, the Minister of the Navy also paused briefly and then provided the answer Mr. Preton wanted.

"We all hate Bail Federal, did nothing when the war broke out, but jumped out when we started reaping the victory fruits."

"Both domestically and internationally, many people are very displeased with it, perhaps this is an opportunity."

"I can’t give you any guarantees, but I can provide you some help through certain ways, not just me, many people have long wanted to see the military strength of this so-called country of technological freedom."

"Make sure to protect your own safety, I will give you news once there are further results..."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Preton didn’t show much smile on his face, nor did he appear dejected. It was all within his expectations.

As an international merchant, the various intelligence he provides to Gafura each year is countless, not to mention the benefits he secretly gives to those high-ranking officials domestically.

He is very sensitive to international politics, do not be fooled by Bail Federal joining the Allied Countries of the victorious nations and becoming one of the victors, some people always find it displeasing to see Bail Federal.

They went through baptism by fire to gain their current status, and a country that hasn’t even experienced war, casually talking about distributing international interests, isn’t this a joke?

On the surface, everyone is all smiles, but in reality, they are all plotting to stab each other in the back, and this diplomatic incident is a good opportunity, those people in Gafura will surely seize the chance to have a brush with Bail Federal’s Navy to determine the trend of some ongoing negotiations.

Mr. Preton understands one thing clearly though, if Gafura’s Navy wins, then not only will he not face a mortal threat, his status remains unthreatened, and he will also gain more tangible benefits from it.

But if Gafura’s Navy loses, his life would also be at stake, someone has to pay the price for this matter.

As for Gafura’s Navy losing?

He snorted with laughter, shook his head, turned, and walked towards the balcony, looking at the free people on streets that hadn’t been baptized by fire.

How could they possibly lose?