My American magical life
Chapter 714 - 714 10 Seize the Initiative!

714: Chapter 10: Seize the Initiative!

714: Chapter 10: Seize the Initiative!

“Smack!”

Picking up the ashtray, the man smashed the television screen, his anger still unresolved.

Achilles merely watched him with cold eyes, even a hint of mocking laughter curving at the corners of his mouth.

“Haven’t we anticipated this all along, Uncle?”

Wood was furious; he had charged into battle for the Republican Party, made so many efforts and compromises to bridge the establishment with the MAGA faction, and what had that man done?

Everyone has emotions, and those in high places often contain them more, but it doesn’t mean they lack emotions.

Wood was a creature of interest, but that didn’t prevent his rage when he was hoodwinked.

“Achilles, even now, he just thinks about building the wall, ha, can America’s problems be solved by erecting a wall?”

Senator Wood cursed through gritted teeth.

“Such a man could become the Great Commander, laughable!”

In reality, Wood hadn’t intended to truly solve America’s issues; he was just angry that the Great Commander had backed down too quickly and too sharply, which, in a sense, was a stab in the back for Wood and Achilles.

“He’s not only thinking about the wall, Uncle.

There’s the Russian collusion and the hush money cases, and his lawyer Zhu Li’an, all needing to be addressed.

Uncle, our Great Commander is facing immense pressure, his enemies are closing in on every side, the federal government is still shut down, the whole world is watching his farce.”

Achilles’ cool analysis was of no use.

Many could see the problems, but what mattered was how to solve them.

“He’s just a shortsighted real estate businessman, doesn’t he understand that all these so-called attacks and pressures are only formidable in appearance?”

Wood was one of the core members of the young guard in the Republican Senate; he was capable of helping the Great Commander withstand those accusations and threats—the Great Commander was a Republican, and the Senate was controlled by Republicans.

But now, it seemed like the Great Commander had become an idiot, having reached Saint Rodu with not a single step further in his attitude.

Two hours of speech and standing on the platform, other than venting some emotions and spreading conspiracy theories, that man made no other key statements.

This had Wood’s blood boiling; he had exerted so much effort to push the situation to this point, and for what?

He had taken off his pants, only for the Great Commander to leave him a big mess.

“He probably wants to seem a bit more well-behaved, hahaha.”

In fact, Achilles had guessed the truth.

But this wasn’t particularly clever, as the decision-making path of the Great Commander was clear.

As a main figure deeply involved in the recent turmoil, it would have been stupid for Achilles not to guess this.

“Useless creature without balls!

The increase in America’s debt ceiling is a done deal, as long as he doesn’t rush, the government shutdown won’t be too damaging, and we can push all the blame onto the Democratic Party.

Then, when all the pressures mount, we truly have a chance to make things happen in California.”

Achilles didn’t speak; he was thinking.

Seeing his nephew silent, Wood gestured for the servant to pour him a glass of wine, which he began to drink in silence.

He knew he wasn’t smart enough, a realization he had come to long ago.

As the political spokesperson for the Caramacris family, he mostly acted on instructions.

Unlike Temir, who was treacherous and boundlessly greedy, Wood was content; he appreciated the family’s favor and was heartened by the emergence of an heir like Achilles.

It was precisely because of this reverence for the family that he couldn’t stand the Great Commander’s actions.

Damn it, we’ve made such a sacrifice, for what?

Yes, part of it was for our self-interest, but more so for America, and we’ve helped the Great Commander a great deal as well.

And this is how you repay us?

“Uncle, we’ve wagered a lot, but we haven’t fully entered the game.

We’ve already pushed the issue in California as far as we could, and it’s dangerous to keep raising the stakes.

As for the Great Commander, the fact that he can’t withstand the pressure has already occurred, so there’s no point in dwelling on it.”

“What do we do next?” Wood asked.

“The Great Commander hasn’t announced his withdrawal; he’s still personally supporting key figures of the California Elephant Party, so there’s still room to maneuver.”

Achilles smiled, not too discouraged.

The big picture in America isn’t something a single interest group can manipulate alone.

The situation being what it is, they can only go with the flow.

A small win is still a win.

After all, the Great Commander is the Great Commander; wanting to leverage his influence means respecting his demands.

“Wolf Dracula will be the future leader of the California Elephant Party.

His entry into the establishment, although orchestrated by Mi’er, wasn’t stopped by you, which is good.”

Wood thought of Wolf who had taken the stage today.

The establishment faction of the Elephant Party lacked a core leader, but after the recent turmoil, Achilles was clearly going to be the next generation leader.

Bringing Wolf into the fold could almost be considered Achilles’ doing.

Achilles was already highly placed, no one was going to reward him, but this increase in influence was tangible.

The power of politics is often a contest of influence, and from this perspective, they had already won.

They seized upon California’s weakness, united the establishment and MAGA factions in the power struggle between both parties, and even made a good impression in front of the Shamite Wanderer lurking behind the Democratic Party.

“Mi’er, ha, she’s doing well in California, OC is on the rise.”

Achilles didn’t show any complacency in his achievements, aware of how many heroes there were in the world, so he responded simply to the comfort of praise.

“What about you and Mi’er?” Wood asked with some concern.