God-level Trader of Rebirth

Those guys first said that the Humvee should be improved, and then changed it again and again. A lot of money was spent, and the soldiers still couldn't protect against roadside bombs.

Then, they asked the Pentagon to buy the latest armored vehicles, saying that they could effectively prevent roadside bombs, and then they promoted their mine-sweeping robots
These greedy bastards, if he didn't get the shares they donated, he wouldn't even bother to pay attention.

It has been more than a year, and the soldiers still dare not relax in the slightest. The troops that should have been evacuated and returned to the country a long time ago are not only unable to withdraw, but continue to add troops.

Congress has already rejected new military spending proposals because of this incident.

what should I do?
Mr. Bush stared blankly at the Iraq briefing on the table, not knowing what to do with it.

Managing a country seems to be much more difficult than managing a ranch.

It’s better to have cows, if you let them go east, they won’t go west, as long as you feed them grass, they will live in peace, how nice, instead of being like those damned so-called people who demonstrate in front of the White House every day, holding There were signs calling him a murderer.

Shit!

Even if I am a murderer, I will kill for the Federation!
Bush angrily punched the desk, and the wooden bald eagle sculpture on the desk bounced and fell to the ground.

He hurriedly got up and picked up the wood carving again.

The bald eagle's right wing was broken.

A nerve twitched in Bush's ear, which was really not a good sign.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door of the office, and then it was pushed open, and the Pentagon security adviser walked in.

"Mr. President, I have something I want to talk to you about."

The president put the bald eagle with its broken wings back to its original position, frowned and said, "Isn't it Iraq again? Where did the attack occur again? How many people died? If there are no Americans, there is no need to report it. "

"No, this time it's the East."

The security consultant found a sofa by himself, spread out the documents and sat down, as if he was about to make a long speech.

"Remove the putty?" The president stopped trying to find an adhesive to paste the bald eagle's wings back, and looked at the security adviser. "Are they here to join in the fun? Do they want oil, or secretly support some forces?"

"Of course they want oil, but they don't have their share!"

The security consultant seemed to feel that he had told a joke, grinned, and handed over a document, "You should take a look at this, I have received these reports for a long time, after a long period of collation and analysis by the CIA, I just Presented to you at last."

The president gave him a dissatisfied look, picked up the report, and quickly browsed through the ten lines at a glance: The mobilization of the armed forces. Coastal fishing boats and air forces transfer
What exactly are these reports saying?
"God! They are going to"

The president suddenly thought of something, stood up suddenly, his face turned pale.

"No no! Mr. President, you are overthinking. This is just a mock drill." The security consultant leaned forward slightly, and said calmly.

"Are you sure? Who is their target? Us, or an island country?"

The president quickly flipped through the documents in his hand, "Haha, they actually regard Mao Russia as an imaginary enemy. What kind of idea is this?"

The security consultant smiled: "It's nothing, they're just scared. Our performance in Iraq was amazing, and they were also a little scared, so this drill called code-named 07 was held to test the soldiers' mobilization ability and extreme combat effectiveness. "

"This is what I remind you of. Knowing their bottom line will be of great benefit to our future diplomacy."

Mr. President has a single-line thinking, but it does not mean that he has no brains at all.

He shook his head and said, "These are not enough evidence. Under what circumstances do they intend to use atomic fission weapons?"

"After all, I can't order our soldiers to test their bottom line. We want to be a superpower, but not a superpower under the mushroom cloud!"

He put the report aside and said, "Okay, put the report here first, I'll read it when I have time."

Seeing that the security consultant had no intention of leaving at all, he froze for a moment and asked again, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The security consultant was a little helpless. President Cowboy's thoughts would only go straight to the point. He always thought less carefully about those questions that were round the corner and had a little deep meaning.

If he didn't make it clear to him, he wouldn't be able to see the true purpose of this report.

"Mr. President, I suggest that you pay attention to this report I have compiled, especially the data in it."

"From this report, we can clearly see that with the rapid development of their economy, their military technology strength has also grown rapidly."

"Even in some respects, it is not inferior to us at all."

The president stared at him for a while, blinked, picked up the report again, and put on his glasses: "Two Aegis-class destroyers, six stealth frigates, 120 J-[-]s"

He put down the report: "This data is equivalent to our military strength in the island country. You are too exaggerated!"

"Mr. President! I'm talking about the technical strength of the military industry, it's technology!"

The security consultant patiently explained to him: "You see, as far as the air force is concerned, their J-[-] has reached the level of our third-generation aircraft, and they must also be developing stealth fighters, so we have the most advantages in this regard. Another ten years."

"Looking at the sea again, the advent of the Aegis ship shows that their warship manufacturing technology is not weaker than ours."

"Analysts point out that they are already fully capable of manufacturing aircraft carriers, but they have temporarily shelved the construction of aircraft carriers only because of excessive expenditures and the inability to gather the required escort fleet and carrier-based aircraft fleet."

"So, our advantage is getting smaller and smaller."

The president's expression became serious. Without saying a word, he took the report and carefully read it word by word.

The security consultant added: "It's nothing, it's all public information, we've known it for a long time, the reason why I've compiled this report now is because of the simulated battlefield platform."

"Simulated battlefield platform? Why haven't I heard of it at all?"

The president was a little dissatisfied.

Most of the materials sent to his office are the summary materials that his subordinates have already sorted out. He seldom sees the original materials, so he has no chance to analyze them himself.

If the people below did not submit the report, the amount of information he knew would not be much more than that of an ordinary person.

"At that time, your attention was all on the aftermath of the Iraq War, and we didn't use a piece of imprecise information to distract you." The security consultant dismissed the issue lightly.

The cowboy president is inexperienced, and he has to ask his staff for advice on everything.

And many of his staff are the spokespersons of some big consortiums, arms dealers, and oil dealers.

They only need to submit some plausible reports, and they can use the situation to make the president make decisions that are in their interests. (end of this chapter)