Chapter 511 Cannon Fodder And Initiative

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Yurisses' s days have been rather bleak in recent days, It's not an exaggeration to say that everyone is betraying us, He has been in power for many years, Previously, as the president of the United States, who was likely to serve three or more terms in a non-war era, Dang Yu was generous, It can be said to be spread throughout the entire United States, The army, the government, The court, Congress, and Yurisses could easily make their voices heard. They were extremely prestigious. Although the United States was a country with three separate powers, in reality, the real separation of powers could not really exist. The president was the president. There was no doubt that the first person in power in the country would affect the overall situation. As for how much influence the president could have, it depended on how strong the president was.

Yurisses is undoubtedly a very powerful president, Over the years, He put his heart into weaving a web of connections that no one but himself would know about, Everything could be easily taken care of. Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, even if Yurisses retreated, relying on this network of connections, he could still quickly build a wealthy family of his own. However, all of this had been completely changed by the terrorist attack a few days ago.

No one could describe the extent to which that terrorist attack had damaged Yurisses's prestige. If his previous prestige was still considered to be at its peak, then the moment the terrorist attack passed, his prestige would be tantamount to plummeting to the bottom.

It's a pendant!

It wasn't slippery, and without the slightest bit of process, it fell straight down.

The network he had been running for many years was collapsing at a visible rate, Senior officials in various US capitals, major cities, military generals, senior councillors, judges, and other senior officials all spoke out on different occasions, either implicitly or bluntly, almost ear-piercing. They were puzzled and incomprehensible about the decision made by the White House during the terrorist attacks.

Among them were even American officials personally promoted by Yurisses.

The confusion from the outside was undoubtedly a sharp knife stabbed into Yurisses ' heart. Not only did it stab Yurisses to the point of bloodshed, it also chopped his network into pieces.

Coupled with the anger of the outside world, the denunciation of the media, and the chaos of the situation, Yurisses instantly changed from a very powerful president to an extremely weak president. Apart from a few trusted aides, there was no one else that could be used.

The cruelty of politics was vividly displayed.

But Yurisses wasn't wrong, No matter how loud and angry the outside world was, And no matter how much senior officials don't understand what the White House is doing, Yurisses is now sitting in the presidency, all of them were as stable as Mount Tai, In such a chaotic situation, Even presidential candidates who had been crushed to the point of craziness for the presidency, All of them maintained their silence on the stage at the same time. and even joined forces to postpone the presidential election, Everyone agreed to let Yurisses stay in his current position, Let him withstand the overwhelming pressure from the outside world, In private, the fight between the candidates had reached its climax, and all the US politicians who were eager to draw a clear line with Yurisses had been recruited under each candidate. While Yurisses's position was as stable as Mount Tai, it had become increasingly lonely.

Puppet!

If this continued, Yurisses would undoubtedly become a puppet that stood on the stage and attracted firepower.

However, at this moment, the president of the United States, who seemed destined to become a puppet, did not look desperate.

Three days of intense pressure made Yurisses look a lot haggard, but the act of staying in the office late at night and burying his head in his work was enough to tell the people outside the room the most intuitive truth about what was happening to him.

He hasn't given up yet.

Yurisses is writing a statement himself.

Even though he was rather depressed now, his secretary was still loyal and willing to serve Yurisses. However, he pushed aside his secretary and personally took action. It could be seen how important this statement that he had written after three days of silence was.

The lights in the president's office are bright.

The ancient clock against the wall ticked. The late-night White House was quiet and gloomy. Yurisses leaned against the desk, his expression serious as he held the pen in his hand. He wrote every word very slowly and earnestly.

He didn't seem to write smoothly, so he would often stop, look out of the window and think for a while before continuing to write.

Other than him, there was a middle-aged American man in his fifties. He wasn't tall and could be considered fat. He was round and round. He sat quietly on the sofa. He was quiet, but his eyes were constantly flickering as he looked at Yurisses in front of him.

Time passed slowly in silence.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Yurisses finally sighed. He put down the pen in his hand and read the statement he had just written. Then, he raised his head and looked at the fatty in front of him. He smiled and said, "Justin, do you know why I called you here?"

Justin Huck.

In Federation City, this was definitely a thunderous name, the founder of Angel Media, one of the media giants of the United States!

If the Hackers were to look at the entire country, It wasn't even a front-line family, but in the media field, not many people had been able to shake the Huck family's position for decades. Angel Media had a history of more than 50 years and possessed the strongest platform in the United States. It had more than 20 newspapers, 15 television stations, 36 radio stations, and more than 100 magazines serving the Huck family.

One of the media giants!

The Hackers may not be America's biggest media mogul, but Angel Media is definitely one of the best choices if you want to send your voice to the US capital and its major cities.

Yurisses chose Justin Hacker. Apart from the influence of Angel Media, the most important thing was Justin's loyalty to him.

This is a trustworthy man.

"Does the President need me to speak for you?"

Hearing Yurisses's question, Justin bowed slightly and said respectfully, "If that's the case, then there's no problem at all. Angel Media is willing to serve the president."

In the previous three days, While the major media were shelling the White House and Yurisses, Angel Media was also not idle. They were also venting their anger at the terrorist attacks in their peers' denunciations. The wording of many articles was extremely sharp, but few people noticed that while other media strongly denounced the White House, Angel Media's attention was always focused on the nature of the terrorist attacks.

That was why the terrorists launched a terrorist attack in the United States, who they were, what their reasons were, and who they were instructed to do so.

Angel Media's articles weren't unique, so they weren't obvious in the wave of denunciations. After all, most Americans and the media didn't have a sworn grudge against the White House. They were furious about the president's incompetence, but they also hated terrorists. Therefore, not only Angel Media, but also other media had similar articles.

As for those who ignored Yurisses ' denunciation of his incompetence and thought that he was an American sinner, they did not mention a single word about terrorists. They knew with their butts that it was Yurisses ' political enemies who were seizing the opportunity to attack.

"That's right, Justin. My friend, I'm in a very bad situation. I need your help."

Yurisses smiled and handed the statement to Justin. "Tomorrow morning, I want this statement to appear on the front page of the major cities in the United States. If you want to do it, that will be the greatest help to me," he said coolly.

"Yes, I can do it. There's no problem at all."

Justin smiled confidently and accepted Yurisses's statement. He lowered his head to take a look. At first, he didn't care. After scanning a few lines, he was suddenly stunned.

He narrowed his eyes, as if he did not believe what he saw. He drew the document closer to him and looked at it again. Finally, he was certain of the contents of the statement.

Justin's expression changed drastically as he stood up with the statement in his hand. He looked at Yurisses with a calm expression and stammered, "President, you..."

"What? Did I make things difficult for you?"

Yurisses asked calmly.

"No!"

Justin shook his head subconsciously. His hands trembled slightly as he held the statement. He was a little disbelieving and said in a dry voice, "President, you know, the consequences of doing this... for you..."

"I can handle it."

Yurisses smiled and lit a cigarette. "There's nothing I can't handle in this situation, is there?" He said in a relaxed tone. "So, the only thing that matters now is whether you will help me or not."

Justin's expression changed. It was a long time before he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I can do what you want, but Mr. President, I need you to ensure the safety of my family and me."

"Of course."

Yurisses smiled happily. "You are my friend. I need to protect you."

He stood up from his seat, extended his hand and smiled, "Well, have a good time, friend."

"I think this is the worst and most unpredictable collaboration since I met you."

Justin Huck smiled bitterly. He reached out and shook Yurisses's powerful hand. He turned around and walked out of the room.

Time was of the essence for the announcement to be made in the big cities of the United States at dawn. Adding on the jet lag between the east and west of the country, he did not have much time left. He had to hurry up the arrangements now.

Yurisses sat back in his seat and looked at Justin's back, which seemed to be a little lost. He narrowed his eyes tightly and looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man.

The only trace of pity in his eyes was quickly replaced by indifference and cruelty that belonged to politicians.

In this world, most of the time, the ones who changed the situation were only small people who could not get on the stage.

Justin picked up the pen on the table again and wrote down two words on a snow-white A4 paper.

War. Cannon fodder.

The former was referring to the current situation, while the latter was undoubtedly referring to Justin Hacker, the media magnate of the United States.

After some thought, he crossed out the two words and rewrote them.

Initiative. Passive.

Yurisses held the pen and pointed at the word initiative. He leaned back in his chair and took a sip of coffee. He leaned back in his chair and fell into deep thought.

Under the bright lights, the eyes of the president of the United States, who often appeared in front of the world as a great figure, seemed to be dressed in a layer of darkness, looking gloomy and terrifying.

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Half an hour late... Strong card...

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