Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1001 - 321: There Can Be Only One Sun in the Sky—In My Heart, President Miles Is My Only Sun (Part 3)

Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1001 - 321: There Can Be Only One Sun in the Sky—In My Heart, President Miles Is My Only Sun (Part 3)

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But Miles isn't; she is an ambitious and aspiring politician, and under her is the New American government, not some military technology company.

Whether she likes it or not, the existing population of the United States is the foundation of the New American Federation; losing one means one less.

The power of the government comes from the people; without them, what power do you have left?

And if the drug business were only within the United States, it might be bearable, but Cuba's actions are causing an actual trade deficit.

As the Daoist says:

My money!

They take two million, and I get one million!

Should I even thank them?

As long as the reason for declaring war is sufficient, the New American government declaring war against Cuba's drug dealers will only increase Miles' support rate.

And where does anti-war sentiment come from?

Economic downturn and casualties.

But... would Lord Dong develop anti-war sentiments due to heavy casualties of North Korean mercenaries on the Ukraine-Russia battlefield, and then take to the streets to protest?

Of course not; they'd even wish for the two sides to fight for a few more years to enjoy the show, and at most feel a bit sentimental about it.

Then from another perspective, if the New American Federation declared war on Cuba and employed a group of mercenaries unrelated to the New America to fight in Cuba, and these mercenaries spent money purchasing military supplies from Military Technology and used them against Cuba's drug dealers.

Would anyone in the New American Federation develop large-scale anti-war sentiment before these mercenaries commit some crime against humanity?

Who cares?

Even if they actually did, the New American government could perform a holy separation, placing the blame on these mercenaries.

After all, similar things have happened before; Australian soldiers dispatched to the Middle East committed village massacres and beheaded people without anyone saying a word to the United States.

For ordinary people, this is impossible.

First, these mercenaries must have the strength to engage the Cuba Drug Trafficking Group in a firefight, which is at the level of a national drug cartel; with that ability, why not do something else?

Secondly, behind these drug dealers stands the world's strongest financial group. To offend them, how crazy could you be?

Even the major military enterprises welcoming armed conflicts would not take on such a losing deal, regardless of whether they can win or not. They suffered losses from the European Community back in the days.

These bastards can shamelessly seize these military enterprises' assets in Europe under that pretext.

Hah—Tsk!

Crows are all equally dark.

Disgusting, and still claiming neutrality, neutrality my ass.

But doesn't it coincide?

There really is such a group of people.

European Community?

National-level drug cartel?

I don't care about anything; as long as you're marked in red, I dare to give you a slap.

Miles squinted her eyes slightly, looking at Lin Miao, unable to resist feeling a bit tempted.

But also growing increasingly cautious.

If someone is willing to do something seemingly thankless, they must be gaining unexpected benefits from it.

Before coming here, Miles guessed Lin Miao planned to use his own assault as a reason to act against the Cuba Drug Trafficking Group, but she thought it was too risky.

Originally believing he was cornered and prepared for a desperate struggle, Miles specifically came to Night City to pull this guy up, now it seems, this guy probably had plans all along.

So, what is it that Lin Miao wants?

"What do you want from this deal? And why should I believe you can win? New America won't bet on someone acting impulsively."

"Everything."

Lin Miao said

"Everything I conquer in Cuba, land, population, equipment, all the things there, I want them all."

What a big appetite!

Miles was stunned, is this madman planning to get New America to issue him a privateering license from the age of sail?

And do you really treat the European Community as incompetent?

However, Miles did not veto Lin Miao's idea, opposing forces like him can conquer the Chaotic Blade Association and Dog Town, proving his strength. Adding some fuel, perhaps he could distract the European Community's attention from New America.

Even if unable to win, just stirring things up in Cuba might do.

"That's all?"

"Horizon Corporation is a New American company, and I think it deserves some tax relief policies to help improve the living standards of New American Federation citizens..."

Previously, Horizon Corporation was a Night City company, only needing to appease the parliament, almost tax-free, but Lin Miao transferred the registration. Now Horizon Corporation is a domestic enterprise of the New American Federation, not only paying a considerable amount of taxes annually but also undergoing strict audits by the tax department.

"The latter is not a problem, but the former needs further discussion."

Miles doesn't think Horizon Corporation could actually take much from the Cubans, but it's always good to leave a backup plan.

Until Lin Miao leaned down and whispered something to Miles, she immediately raised her head, looking at Lin Miao, shocked, and hidden in her eyes was a fiery intensity.

Madman

This is the only evaluation Miles could give this person.

But he's precisely the kind of madman Miles wants, disregarding existing order, not afraid of strong enemies, and perfectly aligning his actions with her interests.

No president doesn't want to be a big government ruler, and no ruling party wouldn't try to expand government power. Lin Miao's words perfectly touched Miles' G-spot.

If the healthcare system and pharmaceutical relationships can be rebuilt, she could definitely become the most prestigious among New America's three presidential terms. Adding her head on Mount Rushmore wouldn't be impossible.

But soon her eyes cooled down, she paused a few seconds before telling Lin Miao.

"Remember, Lin Miao, we haven't met today, nor have we discussed anything. What you do is unrelated to New America besides commercial cooperation."

"Even if you die at the hands of the European Community or Cubans, New America will not express any opinions about it."

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