Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2895: Kill you while you are sick
Other newspapers, websites, radio stations, and even international media outlets under the sister company are going all out.

The narrative is highly unified: hawkish lawmakers (especially McCullen) hijacked national policy (the CASA Act) for their own selfish interests (military industry contributions/political prestige), provoked unnecessary confrontation, and ultimately triggered a catastrophic economic crisis (military supplies cut off, car production halted), making them the true traitors to the nation.

At the same time, they began to consciously guide public opinion, portraying the "Future Progressive Party" as a representative of pragmatism and rationality.

It emphasizes that the Progressive Party's future advocacy should be based on realistic national interests, prudent handling of international relations, and a focus on economic development and people's well-being.

"And being an embracer of new technologies" highlights the party's emphasis on and support for technological development, industrial upgrading, and especially core strategic industries such as semiconductors.

Or a “balancer of globalization,” distinct from the isolationism of the hawks and the weakness of the traditional establishment, the Future Progressive Party promotes “principled cooperation” and “vigorous competition” in order to safeguard national interests while avoiding catastrophic confrontation.

The “forced retaliator” and the “maintainer of national economic stability” in the “interruption” incident.

The article cleverly packages Ye Feng's iron-fisted "cut-off" action as a last resort to protect the survival of enterprises and the security of the national industrial chain under extreme pressure, and (hintly) places the hope of ultimately resolving the crisis on the rational policies of the Progressive Party in the future.

This unprecedented media saturation bombardment, spearheaded by Ye Feng, had a devastating effect.

Senator McCullen's public image collapsed instantly from "patriot" to "creator of national disaster" and "puppet of the military-industrial oligarchs."

His social media accounts were flooded with angry mobs, and his physical offices were surrounded by protesting auto workers and the unemployed.

Wall Street patrons who had once generously donated are now distancing themselves from him. His party colleagues are avoiding him like the plague.

He tried to fight back, accusing the warrior group of manipulating public opinion and claiming that BNN was Ye Feng's propaganda tool. However, faced with overwhelming evidence and public resentment, his defense seemed so weak, which only confirmed his "furious" label.

The prospects for the CASA bill in the Senate have taken a sharp turn for the worse. The scheduled full debate and vote have been postponed indefinitely.

The core hawkish lawmakers either changed course and publicly called for a reassessment of the bill, or remained completely silent, attempting to weather the storm.

The bill's allegations of "systemic threat" against the fighter group and military reclamation machinery, along with its mandatory censorship and embargo provisions, are widely considered to be "brain dead."

The firefighting efforts spearheaded by Mary Barra, Jamie Damon, and others gained an overwhelming advantage, fueled by a media storm.

The White House chief of staff personally stepped in to reassure auto giants and Wall Street, promising to “re-examine” “certain provisions” of the CASA bill and emphasizing that “maintaining economic stability is the top priority.”

The Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Commerce began privately contacting the North American headquarters of Warrior Group to explore the possibility of resuming supplies.

The biggest winner is undoubtedly the "Future Progressive Party".

Ye Feng's precise and deadly "cut-off" counterattack, and the subsequent media storm that thoroughly exposed the hypocrisy of the hawks, greatly enhanced the reputation and influence of the Future Progressive Party.

The Future Progressive Party was portrayed as the only political force capable of "turning the tide," "safeguarding national economic interests," and "rationally responding to challenges" amidst the hawkish frenzy and the incompetence of the traditional establishment.

Although Ye Feng's iron-fisted approach, decisiveness, and "creative application" of the rules are highly controversial, they are seen by his supporters as a symbol of strong leadership.

A large number of blue-collar workers, technology professionals, and small and medium-sized business owners who are dissatisfied with the status quo, especially those affected by the economic crisis, have begun to pay attention to and lean towards the party.

Politically astute moderate politicians, think tank scholars disillusioned with the hawks, and capital, especially technology and emerging capital, attracted by the strong power and "market-stabilizing" capabilities demonstrated by the Warriors Group, are beginning to actively gravitate towards the Future Progressive Party.

Political donations have poured in like a tidal wave, providing the party with ample ammunition for the upcoming midterm elections and even the next general election.

Through this crisis, the Future Progressive Party successfully brought its core concepts, such as "economic security is national security," "technological autonomy does not equate to blind decoupling," and "rationally handling great power competition," to the center of the American political stage.

They successfully labeled the hawks as "adventurers who disregard economic survival," thus occupying the moral and practical high ground.

In states where public opinion is running high, grassroots organizations of the Future Progressive Party are springing up like mushrooms after rain, recruiting volunteers and preparing for campaign activities.

Leveraging the immense popularity and funding gained from this incident, they began searching for competitive candidates to challenge the seats held by hawkish or traditional establishment members who had performed poorly during the CASA controversy.

A week later. The atmosphere in the conference room on the top floor of the Warrior Group's North American headquarters was completely different. Outside the window, the leaden clouds over the Hudson River had dispersed, and the sunlight shone down, making the river surface shimmer with golden light.

Emily reported on the latest developments: "The CEOs of GM, Ford, and Stellantis jointly wrote to the White House and Senate leaders of both parties, stating that they are willing to work together to promote the healthy development of the U.S. semiconductor industry, provided that the Warrior Group guarantees a stable supply and the threat of the CASA bill is substantially lifted, but they firmly oppose any discriminatory or destructive clauses."

"The White House chief of staff has informally indicated that the president will consider using his veto power if the final bill includes a designation of 'systemic threat' against fighter groups and mandatory embargo reviews."

"The Senate Majority Leader's office has suggested that the bill may be significantly amended, shelved, or rewritten."

James said with a relaxed smile, "The panic on Wall Street is starting to subside, and auto stocks have stopped falling and rebounded, although they are still far from their peak. Supply chains are slowly restarting."

“Our legal team is ready to gradually resume supply once the threat is confirmed to be eliminated, in accordance with the ‘force majeure risk elimination’ clause, but the delivery cycle and payment terms… will be ‘optimized’.” A shrewd glint flashed in his eyes.

Sarah, beaming, said, “The Future Progressive Party’s national support has surged by 12 percentage points in the latest polls! Especially in the Great Lakes industrial region and Midwestern swing states! We have secured at least five House seats that were originally hawkish or establishment strongholds, and there are strong candidates ready to challenge them!”

"We have enough funds to open up more than a dozen battlefields at the same time! President Ye, we are rapidly growing from a political newcomer into a national force that cannot be ignored!"

Ye Feng remained standing by the window, sunlight outlining his tall figure. He listened to the report, his face showing little emotion. The fruits of victory were sweet, but he knew all too well that this was merely the end of a battle.

"well done."

Ye Feng turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with an air of authoritative control:
"The 'supply disruption' operation will be gradually lifted according to plan, and the pace and conditions are under our control. Restoring supplies is the means, and ensuring they always remember this lesson is the goal."

He walked to the conference table and tapped his fingers lightly on the surface:

"The media offensive cannot stop. BNN and Facebook must continue to dig deep into the stains on McCarran and others to maintain the media buzz."

"We must deeply instill in voters the impression that 'Future Progressive Party' is the only sober and responsible force in this crisis."

“Sarah, consolidate resources and target the midterm elections. I want to see substantial seat growth. Our voice must become significant on Capitol Hill.”

His gaze traveled further, as if piercing through walls, to see a new round of power struggles in Washington. "The hawks have only temporarily broken their spines; the military-industrial complex won't give up. They'll lick their wounds, find new proxies, and come back with new packaging. And the gratitude of Wall Street and Detroit... is cheap. Once the crisis is over, they'll return to their own interests."

Ye Feng's voice was deep and powerful: "Therefore, our true victory is not to derail the CASA bill, but to enable the 'Future Progressive Party' to build a truly solid fortress that belongs to us on this ruin. We will use the prestige and power brought by this storm to reshape the rules and define the future."

He picked up the CASA bill text that had once been "as heavy as a ton of bricks" from the table; now it seemed more like a symbol of failure.

Ye Feng casually tossed it into the paper shredder next to him. The machine emitted a low hum, cutting the hostile words into thin strips.

"Pass the word down," Ye Feng issued the new order:

"The 'Shield Mountain' plan has entered its second phase—'Foundation Building.' The focus has shifted to fully supporting the future Progressive Party's campaign machine and deeply penetrating the local politics of key states."

"At the same time, we are accelerating our backup chip production capacity layout in our home country and friendly countries. This war is far from over; we have only won... a valuable initiative."

The shredder stopped working. Silence filled the conference room, broken only by Ye Feng's voice. Sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the burning fighting spirit in the eyes of every trusted confidant.

They knew that the boss's sword had been sheathed, but its edge was even sharper. A far-reaching battle aimed at reshaping the political landscape had only just begun.

As dusk fell over Napa Valley, Ye Yuze put down the pruning shears that gleamed with a cold light.

On the tablet in front of him, BNN news reports were playing about the rising support for the Progressive Party. The sunset painted the vineyards a warm golden-red.

Yang Geyong took a sip of her cold tea and looked at his old friend: "Young Feng, you've really gone all out. You've uprooted him completely."

Ye Yuze shifted his gaze from the screen to the distant mountains shrouded in twilight, and the corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly upward, like a warm breeze sweeping across a frozen lake.

He picked up the teapot and refilled Yang Geyong's and his own rough earthenware bowls with tea. The sound of the water was particularly clear in the quiet evening.

“Roots,” he began slowly, his voice as fertile as the soil beneath his feet, weathered by storms, “are the roots that can withstand even greater winds.”

As the afterglow fades and the stars begin to appear, a grand narrative, comprised of steel, chips, and votes, is steadfastly unfolding towards a new chapter on both the East and West coasts.

Ye Feng's name, and the flag of the future Progressive Party, have become the most compelling and undeniable voice in this narrative.

New York, top floor of the Warrior Group's North American headquarters. Sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the gleaming conference table, filling the air with a sense of relief after surviving a catastrophe and a spirited sense of high morale.

Ye Feng's instructions were clear and stern, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating new ripples.

“The ‘Foundation Building’ initiative will be launched immediately.”

Ye Feng's gaze swept over the core team. "Emily, restoring supplies is a political bargaining chip, not charity. Prioritize ensuring supplies for automotive giants and key suppliers in states where the Progressive Party has core influence, especially in swing districts."

The delivery cycle has been extended by 20%, and the payment terms have been changed to 30% prepayment and 70% payment upon delivery. Tell them this is a necessary cost to 'ensure the long-term stability of the supply chain.'

Emily nodded, her fingertips swiping rapidly across the tablet:
"Understood. GM and Ford have privately expressed their understanding. Stellantis still has some reservations, but they will compromise in the face of the bigger picture. The White House Chief of Staff hopes we can provide a clear recovery timeline as soon as possible to reassure the market."

"schedule?"

Ye Feng's lips curled into a cold smile.

“Tell them that the speed at which the Warriors Group restores supplies is in line with Washington’s determination to remove the remaining cancerous elements of the CASA Act. Our legal team will closely monitor every version of the Senate amendment.”

"James, on Wall Street, continue to guide expectations. Incorporate the concept that 'Warrior Group's stable supply is a reassurance to the market' into every analyst's report."

"At the same time, let our relationship fund quietly acquire those automotive supply chain stocks that are undervalued after panic selling."

A glint of light flashed in James's eyes: "It's already underway, Mr. Ye. As the panic subsides, a return to value is inevitable. This crisis has actually allowed us to establish a deeper connection at the capital level."

“Sarah,” Ye Feng turned to the future de facto leader of the Progressive Party, his tone becoming more serious:
"The surge in approval rating by 12 percentage points is a favorable wind, but the wind will eventually stop. We need to turn this favorable wind into a perpetual motion machine. Money is not the problem; the problem is turning money into votes and seats."

Sarah, beaming, opened a holographically projected map of the United States, with a dozen key districts highlighted:
"Mr. Ye, you see. The House seats in these three Rust Belt states in the Great Lakes region are traditionally strongholds of labor unions and hawks."

"This wave of unemployment caused by the car production shutdown hit this region the hardest. Our candidates—former union leaders, pragmatic local entrepreneurs, and community activists with veteran backgrounds—have gone deep into the grassroots, with the slogans 'jobs are more important than slogans' and 'bring jobs back.' The news of the resumption of supplies for soldiers is the best endorsement for our candidates."

“With funding in place, the ground team has been expanded threefold, allowing for precise ad targeting and reaching every potential undecided voter.”

She switched the view, pointing to the west and south:
"In these emerging tech states and Sun Belt swing states, we're focusing on 'tech future' and 'rational prosperity.' We're emphasizing the Progressive Party's embrace of new technologies, support for the chip industry, and opposition to blind decoupling that harms the interests of tech companies."

"The Warrior Group, as a high-tech giant, has a natural affinity here. We are contacting several moderate Republicans and centrist Democrats who are dissatisfied with the extreme practices of the hawks, offering them support to 'switch sides' with a clear goal of getting Senate seats."

“Very good.” Ye Feng’s finger swept across the virtual map:

"The media cannot let up. BNN and Facebook, continue to dig deep into McCarran's past. Which defense contractors did he take money from? What were the specific amounts? Which bills he pushed for were directly related to this money? In which districts did he have shady dealings? Nail him to the pillory of 'national disaster maker' and make his name a political poison."

"At the same time, we will continue to shape the image of the Progressive Party in the future: a pragmatic, rational 'adult party' that prioritizes economic development and people's well-being. We will repeatedly play the narrative of our 'forced counterattack' and eventual 'restoration of stability' during this crisis and implant it into our subconscious."

“Understood!” Sarah and the person in charge of the media matrix responded in unison.

“And another thing,” Ye Feng added, his eyes sharp:
“‘Foundation building’ is not just about elections. We need to penetrate state legislatures, city councils, school boards, and even community organizations. We need to build a network from the grassroots to the top.”

"The future progressive party's policy ideals—economic security as national security, technological autonomy without decoupling, and principled cooperation under strong competition—must be transformed into a consensus for local governance through these networks. The Warrior Group's branches and partners in various regions should become the capillaries of this network."

After the meeting ended, the massive machine began operating at high speed according to Ye Feng's will.

The Warrior Group's North American headquarters acts as a sophisticated central hub, with commands radiating through an invisible network to the financial district, the automotive city, Silicon Valley, and the power corridors of Washington, D.C.

It's the end of the month, comrades.