Chapter 591: A Horror Movie Where You Fight at Close Range

Currently, staff from the Fanghuan Charity Foundation have entered some "safe zones" controlled by peacekeeping forces in North Korea to conduct humanitarian aid.
Su Hao had tried his best to dissuade them, but he couldn't stop those idealists armed to the teeth by Angel Heart.
Therefore, more than anyone else, he hoped this damned chaos would end soon, and that order could be restored in both North and South Korea as quickly as possible.
For onlookers far away, this might be a magnificent and exciting epic drama.
But for the neighboring countries of Korea, this is nothing short of a close-quarters horror movie.
If the situation gets out of control one day, the terrifying aftershocks will crash down on innocent countries in a devastating way.
***
M Country, white building, BD office.
"Mr. President, are you really... not going to reconsider?"
"Steve, how many times have you asked that today? I'm getting tired."
President BD leaned back in his chair, looking weary.
“I’m sorry, Mr. President. But the deadline for candidate registration is tomorrow.
As the whip, I must consider the party's victory; it’s my duty!”
“Then why didn’t you all do this sooner?” BD retorted irritably, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.
“Well, the Democratic Party is in this mess, and I bear the most responsibility.”
“But Fang Huan’s investment undoubtedly indicates a preference for our Democratic Party to govern, not the Communist Party.
You know better than anyone that the vast majority of our party members are currently on Fang Huan’s side.”
Steve was still making a final effort.
Even the “Trinity” guild, which had attracted worldwide attention, had core members who were mostly closely connected to the Democratic Party.
“So? Has Fang Huan responded?” BD asked.
“No,” Steve said, his expression somewhat dejected. “I told them that a sufficiently prestigious ‘title’ would be needed to persuade you to come out of retirement.
But it seems that even the all-powerful Fang Huan Investment can't create something like this.”
“Although I’m a little afraid of those lunatics, wondering what kind of outrageous things they might do,” BD said calmly,
“there’s really no reason for me to change my mind right now.”
BD’s mind was made up; he was confident that nothing could sway him anymore.
“Fang Huan won’t give up so easily. Rumor has it they’re on a buying spree, snapping up huge amounts of your personal brand’s stocks.”
“I’ve heard about that.”
“So, please reconsider…”
“Stop!” BD raised his hand to stop him. “I said, no need to consider it anymore. If you keep pestering me, please leave.”
“…”
“Instead of wasting time trying to persuade this old man, you should hurry up and find a new face for the Democratic Party.
Or, devise a clever plan to get Hillis elected. There’s still time before the election, isn’t there?”
Seeing that BD was unmoved by reason or persuasion, Steve’s last glimmer of hope was about to be extinguished, and he was about to give up.
Just then—
“Bang!” The office door was violently kicked open.
“Mr. President!”
BD's key advisor, without even knocking, stumbled in.
"What happened? Why are you in such a panic? You didn't even knock?" BD frowned, displeased.
"I-I'm sorry! Mr. President, but...but the situation is extremely urgent!"
"How urgent can it be to make you so flustered?"
"The leader of North Goryeo...the entire clan...has been...wiped out!"
"!?!"
A bombshell!
Upon hearing this, BD and Steve were struck dumb, simultaneously leaping from their chairs!
"Is the news true?!"
"Absolutely true! Intelligence has just confirmed that it was the work of a rebel group within their ranks!
However, it's still uncertain whether they controlled the Red Button..."
This time, that already chaotic country will inevitably plunge into an even deeper, more bottomless abyss of hell!
"...So, that's it."
BD, in utter shock, seemed to realize something. His legs went weak, and he slumped back into his chair, his eyes vacant.
"What did you say?" Steve hadn't heard him clearly.
"I said," BD looked up, his eyes filled with unspeakable complexity, "that 'formal status' you asked Fang Huan to prepare!"
"!?!"
Steve's body jolted, then he immediately straightened up, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented light.
"Yes! Mr. President! Now, the 'legitimate status' has been delivered right to your doorstep!"
"..." BD closed his eyes, remaining silent.
“Listen to me, Mr. President, this is no longer a matter of personal will!
Your decisive action stabilized the situation in South Korea, demonstrating to the world the determination and leadership of the United States.
That was already a tremendous victory, earning you immense prestige!”
Steve’s voice trembled with excitement:
“And now! North Korea is destroyed, a power vacuum exists, and there’s even a risk of the red button going out of control!
Another unprecedented crisis in East Asia!
Relying on the Communists? They only point fingers and advocate isolationism; they can’t handle this mess!
And what will the people think?
They will certainly believe that you, who quelled the situation in South Korea, are the only leader capable of handling the North Korea crisis and completing this second half of the mission!”
BD remained silent, but his breathing had become heavy.
"Once this news spreads, your public approval rating will skyrocket like a volcanic eruption!
You're no longer that old man wanting to retire, but the chosen one, appointed to save the world from the brink of danger!
This is a script bestowed upon you by God!"
"It's come to this, and you still want to refuse?!"
Steve's voice suddenly rose, filled with seductive power,
"If you shirk this divinely ordained responsibility, it won't just be a simple personal choice, but a betrayal of the entire nation, of the entire world!"
BD was speechless.
Because every word Steve spoke was nailed to the logic of reality.
He followed Fang Huan in dealing with the South Korean crisis, and now a crisis was looming in the North. He had become the one who, "having started, must see it through to the end."
If we back down now, all the political reputation we've built up regarding the Gao Li issue will instantly turn into a stain of "irresponsibility"!
The entire world needs a strong leader to weather this storm.
And that person can only be him!
"Fang Huan Investment..."
BD squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, tinged with a hint of awe, anger, and helplessness.
"...These utter lunatics."
This isn't creating a title, is it?
This is blatantly grinding a nation's highest authority to dust, then forging this bloody victory into a crown and arbitrarily pinning it on his head!
And then they've pressed a loaded gun to his forehead, forcing him to do it!
Want to retire? Retire my ass!
Get back to where you came from and keep fighting!