Chapter 569: The Backyard Where You Can Take What You Want

Wildfire Base.
“Boss, the north finally gave in and raised the white flag!”
Anthony raised an eyebrow: “What happened?”
“Their southward advance has completely failed!
The vanguard was worn down by the coup forces we secretly funded at the gates of Shou'er City, and their supply lines were cut off by M-force air raids. Now they're in complete disarray!
If they don't surrender, the whole country will be wiped out!
In the end, those guys had no choice but to reluctantly accept UN aid!”
Reality is cruel.
Its internal economy had long been on the verge of collapse due to sanctions and natural disasters, a mere shell, sustained only by past inertia.
And it itself, lured by Fang Huan, had squandered its last drop of national strength in this high-stakes gamble.
But the so-called “new backer” never intended for it to leave the table alive.
"Boss, in these negotiations, we're ostensibly acting as neutral mediators, but in reality…
Country M and the UN are waiting to see our stance!"
The adjutant's tone was filled with pride.
"Our fleet is already fully loaded with grain, like a pack of steel behemoths anchored on the high seas.
Country M is afraid of a complete collapse there and wants the UN peacekeeping forces to go in, but without our grain support, the peacekeeping forces won't even have food!"
He smiled smugly and continued:
"So, the current situation is: the mess over there will be cleaned up by Country M and the UN peacekeeping forces.
And everything after the war—from food to economic reconstruction—will depend on our approval!
In short, they clean up the battlefield, and we reap the rewards!"
Now, the situation on the chessboard became clear.
Those people in the north, whether they like it or not, must open their doors to outsiders.
This was no longer a choice, but the only way to survive.
"The president of the US, it's said, approved the bill without even blinking an eye."
The president of the US? Anthony's lips curled into a knowing, cold smile.
That old man already bore the invisible logo of "Fanghuan Investment"; calling him their dog wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Dare he disobey his master's orders?
It's a joke.
"What's the strategy department saying?" Anthony asked.
"The script is written.
Once the UN forces and M Army get in first, establish control, and disarm them, our food ships will dock to unload.
Simultaneously, we'll dispatch a massive number of 'volunteers' throughout North Korea under the guise of humanitarian aid!"
"'Volunteers'?" A glint flashed in Anthony's eyes. "Are we preparing to bring 'Wildfire' into the fray?"
"Yes, boss. This move is practically a carbon copy of how they dismantled Japan's political landscape—same formula, same familiar flavor.
Using the guise of volunteers to infiltrate, scattering 'Wildfire's' seeds like dandelions across every corner of that isolated land!"
Scattering "Wildfire" agents across that land like seeds?
What this implies is self-evident.
It's not aid at all; it's a silent operation to dismantle from within!
"Using regular troops in a head-on confrontation is too risky."
"If we push North Korea too far and they make a desperate gamble, then things will get really messy.
But our 'Wildfire' is different. We'll be like mercury, seeping into every nook and cranny, infiltrating, subverting, and buying off those disgruntled generals after their defeat.
Finally, we'll change the dynasty without bloodshed!"
"Then, we'll install a new king who obeys us, right?" Anthony added.
"Exactly!
A chaotic, divided peninsula will only create endless trouble out of thin air.
In contrast, wouldn't it be wonderful to install a 'new king' who needs to consult us on everything?
Then, that place will become our Fanghuan Investment's backyard, where we can take whatever we want.
We can do whatever we want with it."
Hearing this, even the usually unyielding Anthony felt a chill run down his spine. He finally understood Fang Huan Investment's monstrous ambition.
Just look at Africa now.
Fang Huan Investment is already the undisputed "emperor" of that continent.
Every grain of food the people there eat bears the Fang Huan trademark.
Every breath they take is permeated with the scent of Fang Huan Capital's money.
They are called citizens, but in reality, they have long since become digital slaves of the new era, using resources and labor to repay debts they can never repay.
Now, this "successful experience" is about to be replicated on that new land.
Using Fang Huan's capital, an economic system completely controlled by Fang Huan will be established, turning tens of millions of residents into the cheapest labor force of the new era.
This deal is incredibly lucrative.
"So, destroying South Korea was just to lure the North into a trap?"
An adjutant beside Anthony gasped, finally understanding the whole chain of events.
Anthony nodded. "You think Fang Huan's real target from the beginning was that country controlled by the conglomerate?"
"Isn't...it?"
"Of course not. The South, though annoying, is ultimately open.
Given enough time and resources, there's always a way to infiltrate.
But the North is different; it's an impenetrable fortress.
Breaking it from the outside is too costly, and dismantling it from within is impossible."
Cold sweat beaded on the adjutant's forehead. "So...we destroyed the South just to..."
"It's all to create an irresistible opportunity for the North—an opportunity to 'invade the South' and gamble its national destiny!"
Anthony's voice grew increasingly cold.
"We provided it with the food and fuel to wage war, luring it to exhaust its last ounce of national strength in this doomed war.
Ultimately, we'll let it collapse from within and willingly open its doors to us."
He paused, then revealed the final vision:
"First, we'll use the chaos in the South to bring about the collapse of the North.
Then, we'll take over both messes simultaneously, like a 'savior.'
That's what you call 'killing two birds with one stone'!"
At that moment, the air in the base's command room seemed to freeze.
This wasn't just a business strategy; this was creating a legend, reshaping the world order!
“Besides,” Anthony changed the subject, “haven’t they already started developing those implantable chips?”
“That… I’ve heard about it. It’s certainly a bit creepy.”
Creepy?
Anthony, however, felt a shiver of fear and ecstasy rising from the depths of his soul for a completely different reason!
That glorious era, where Fang Huan’s investments reigned supreme, ruling over all of humanity!
That mythical future!
It was already within reach!