My American magical life
Chapter 731 - 731 15 What Can Be Done When Reality Is Such_3

731: Chapter 15: What Can Be Done When Reality Is Such?_3 731: Chapter 15: What Can Be Done When Reality Is Such?_3 Poor Heaven witness, this old man thought he was going to experience a third World War.

He nearly died of fright when he woke up.

“Jared, so what you are saying is, the police chief from the LAPD launched an illegal rebellion, is that it?”

The old man, clad in his pajamas, looked at his son-in-law on the phone and asked with an annoyed expression.

“Sorry, you still need to be careful with your wording.

No one is calling it a rebellion yet.

After discussions with the advisory group and various think tanks, we prefer to call it ‘a little misunderstanding.'”

The Great Commander sipped his ice-cold cola contentedly, taking a big gulp, and complained.

“These never-ending troubles, why are there so many issues in California, so what should we do now?”

“There are four perspectives for your reference, sir.

The main ways to respond can be split into proactive and passive, it all depends on your choice.

Looking at it proactively, we must respect a premise or rather a current situation—during the previous incidents in California, we finally reached an unprecedented depth of consensus with the establishment on certain issues.

Based on this foundation, we had highly effective collaboration.

Hence, in light of the current scenario, the first method of response is that we could join efforts with the establishment to rescue those who have been captured, to prevent Niu Sen from causing further trouble.

The second method of response is to maintain the previous dialogue with the California Clique and consider reaching a proper judgment as an additional condition, thereby achieving a dignified withdrawal.

Take note, we must respect the thoughts of the establishment legislators, Mr.

Great Commander.”

The two proactive plans, plainly speaking, are about solving the problem either by breaking off relations or through negotiation.

The Great Commander nodded and took another sip of cola to refresh himself, gesturing for Jared to continue.

“But sometimes our decision-making space is very limited, it’s not a simple multiple-choice question.”

Jared hesitated for a moment, starting with some clichés.

Seeing the Great Commander frown, he then reluctantly spoke up.

“It’s clearly Niu Sen who has crossed the line, so why should we take a passive approach?

Mr.

Great Commander, there are three important factors to consider carefully.

First, the possibility of California’s independence shaking up the American political landscape.

I don’t know how you view this possibility, but the staff members all acknowledge it.

If we apply too much pressure, things could get troublesome.”

The Great Commander fell into deep thought.

Is that true?

Could California’s independence actually happen?

It’s hard to say.

The staff members, probably because of his previous inclination to quit while ahead, could be providing some directive choices.

The so-called son-in-law might not be reliable in this matter—not that he is untrustworthy, but because things are too complicated.

As the Great Commander, the choices at this moment required great courage and boldness, of course, and political wisdom.

“The second factor is the essence of the matter: the California Clique seizing the opportunity to purge California, aiming to increase their control over the state.

Governor Niu Sen already arrived in Saint Rodu at the first opportunity to control the situation.

Their purging is swift and ruthless, which shows their determination.”

The sadness of great-power politics is that political struggles for interests are always happening.

The federal government has been shut down for a month, yet the California Clique shows no sign of compromise.

They even chose to ‘purge’ during such a precarious time.

The Great Commander closed his tired eyes.

If Cheng Daqi was dancing with the enemy shackled, the Great Commander was constrained by everyone, with each person wanting to get something through him but always stingy with their paybacks.

He needed to resolve the federal troubles, but the federation wasn’t just his!

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.

The Great Commander picked up the cola and downed it in one, gruffly saying,

“Continue.”

“The third important factor is quite troublesome, Mr.

Great Commander.

We might not be able to move against Gru.

This started with using the LAPD as a breakthrough, intending to lift the lid on California, but then LAPD and Forbes resisted….

Hmm, with these three factors as a premise, we seem to have reasons why we must take a passive approach.”

Jared was deliberately guiding the Great Commander’s decisions—actually, it was Achilles making his move.

The political core of America is the Great Commander, but the Great Commander’s decisions rely on different staff members.

Even if the person who is the Great Commander knows a lot, a single person’s wisdom is ultimately limited.

After becoming the Great Commander, everything around him was redefined and expanded.

America’s political unwritten rules always try to turn the Great Commander into a pitiful puppet.

“What about using other institutions?

You know what I’m talking about.”

The Great Commander could not accept California’s arrogance, stating coldly,

Jared was momentarily stunned; at this moment, he thought of his father’s actions being so ‘abnormal’ at times, leaving this staff member, who had risen through familial connections, shivering.

Thinking of the terrible consequences, sweat uncontrollably ran down Jared’s brow.

“Um, yes, of course, we can use other institutions, but…

we must consider how to resolve the issue respectfully, Mr.

Great Commander.”

Jared, fearing that the Great Commander might really lose his mind, could only answer in this manner.

“All the pressure is on me, all the responsibility is on me.

Can I manage California’s business?

Does what I say count in America?”

An oppressively suffocating silence ensued.

The Great Commander truly felt wronged.

He had been more than fair with California’s affairs, but the California Clique didn’t acknowledge that, Achilles wasn’t too accepting, and even some within the MAGA faction privately opposed his attitude.

Yet only he, sitting on the volcanic crater, knew clearly just how complex America’s situation was.

Like tonight, sleeping soundly, only to be woken up and told that there has been a major incident.

The California Clique, those bastards, that old witch, the Great Commander hated these people deeply.

Jared watched the Great Commander carefully, saying softly,

“I can continue with the two ‘cautious’ plans proposed by the staff, would you like to hear them?”

Cautious?

You might as well say I have to compromise and yield!

The Great Commander snorted softly, ultimately giving a prideful and shallow nod.