Chapter 1,669 The Miserable Pot King

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"Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"There were people before me, Eisenhower..."

The waiter took him to the booth at the back, and Li Zitao also saw Eisenhower standing up and laughing heartily, "Charlie, haha, come here and let me hug you."

"Hey!" Li Zitao said deliberately teasingly: "When did you become so sentimental? I don't want to be misunderstood."

"Come here!" Eisenhower stepped forward, stretched out his hands, gave him a bear hug, and patted his back, as if he had been looking forward to this for a long time.

Li Zitao could sense that he had experienced some things that made him particularly grateful for the present.

It wasn't him, but something happened that changed his thoughts and attitude, making him feel grateful for everything he had in life.

"What happened?"

Li Zitao looked at him and said seriously: "Don't hide it from me, what happened?"

Eisenhower fell into silence, and after a long time he smiled sadly: "Did you know that I have two children?"

Li Zitao thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I know... that's a tragedy."

Seeing his extremely heartbroken expression, Li Zitao said in disbelief: "No, don't tell me that tragedy has happened again. It's not fair!"

Eisenhower said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, this is unfair, but this is the reality."

His youngest son passed away because of an accident.

I should have forbidden him to go... I flew a small plane to Bermuda with my friends for a vacation, but I shouldn't have allowed him to go.

"Dwight, don't do this, you don't want to." Li Zitao held his shoulders and said with a heavy expression.

Li Zitao felt the same feeling of losing a loved one. Every time he thinks about it now, the gap in his heart seems to be magnified infinitely, swallowing up the whole heart in an instant.

The feeling of loneliness and loss, as if the whole heart is melting from the inside out, is enough to make anyone break down and burst into tears.

Eisenhower's hands were stained with countless blood, and his single order could determine the life or death of countless lives.

For him, the withering away of life should be a common occurrence.

But when life and death involved his own children, even he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Pinching the corners of his eyes with his hands and wiping away the tears from his eyes without traces, Eisenhower smiled and said, "Thank you, Charlie, you are a good person."

An old man gave him a 'good guy card' again. Considering that the other man's son had just died, Li Zitao graciously chose to forgive him.

The atmosphere at the dinner table fell into silence. When the pre-dinner wine was served, Eisenhower personally poured wine for the two of them and said: "Here's a drink."

"cheers."

There was no need for any reason to celebrate or commemorate. The two drank the wine in one gulp, and Eisenhower's expression gradually returned to normal.

After putting down his wine glass and hitting his mouth a few times, Eisenhower wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "You should know that I am running for president."

"Yes." Li Zitao nodded to express his understanding.

"My campaign team believes that if they can expand on my contribution and performance in World War II, coupled with my commitment to ending the war, I can easily win the White House."

"what do you think?"

Eisenhower thought he had made it clear enough, but Li Zitao's rhetorical question left him wondering how to answer.

Seeing his hesitation, Li Zitao asked again: "If you take office in Washington, will the Peninsula War really end as promised?"

Eisenhower's instinct was to open his mouth and say, 'Yes,' but when he met Li Zitao's eyes, those words were stuck in his throat.

Eisenhower's inner thoughts had never been told to anyone, but at this moment, Li Zitao, who was opposite him, seemed to be able to see through his heart at a glance, making any perfunctory excuses pale before he could even say them.

Taking out the cigar box, Li Zitao lit it and handed the cigarette to him, then lit another one for himself, and the two sat facing each other and puffed away.

"If you can end the war as promised, I will fully support you in taking office in Washington, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"I think I have someone better suited."

Hearing what Li Zitao said, Eisenhao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked dangerously, "Oh? The person you value must be extraordinary. Can you tell me who it is?"

"He's just a young man and he still has a long way to go."

Li Zitao smiled mysteriously, but in the eyes of the other party, he seemed enigmatic and unpredictable.

In fact, he didn't have any suitable candidates at all, but he just wanted to use "unfounded" ideas to force Eisenhower.

Before being elected, he promised to end the Peninsula War.

But as soon as he was elected and went to the peninsula in person, he immediately changed his mind when he came back and unswervingly expressed his support for the continuation of the war.

In fact, the war at this time was almost unbearable.

MacArthur is about to be dismissed from his post, and the U.S. military on the peninsula is in doubt.

Why is it that the opponent's weapons and equipment are not good, but they are very good at fighting?

They are the most terrifying enemies the U.S. military has encountered since its founding.

In order to win, they can rush into the fortress and pull the fuse under machine gun fire, carrying explosives in their arms and braving the rain of bullets.

In order to cover his comrades, he rushed all the way to the bunker, blocked the machine gun holes with his body, and opened up a path to victory for the charging troops.

Although he was shot several times, he used his last strength to rush into the Allied bunker, lit the fuse and died together with more than 40 Allied soldiers.

Even though his legs were blown off, and there was only one person left in the entire position, he still had to hold his position and use machine guns to shoot at the charging Allied forces.

When they rushed to the position and saw clearly that their enemy was a dying man whose body had disappeared from the crotch down and blood was flowing all over the ground, the opponent fired the only three grenades hidden in his arms...

The quality of the US military during this period was still quite high. Although they were shocked, they were still brave enough to fight.

Putting on a bayonet and fighting hand-to-hand is also something that can be played for fun.

But the key is that I can’t handle the large number of people!

On one side, one is dead and one is missing, and on the other side, one is dead and three are missing. How to fight like this?

The anti-war sentiment in the country is getting higher and higher, making the presidential campaign's promise to make "armistice" the main responsibility of his term the biggest political capital.

MacArthur dismissed get out of class because Washington was in urgent need of a powerful scapegoat. He happened to have the best reputation and the highest military rank, so it was just right for him to take the blame.

Li Zitao was silent, and Eisenhower was also thinking about who the other candidate in his mind would be.

Li's support is not just a matter of words or simply giving money.

Just the "tongue" he controls is enough to influence the direction of public opinion in the entire society, especially "Newsweek" under the name of LANC.

Known as a "civilian political weather vane," "policy guide," and "political lancet," it has analyzed every decree and action of the government to the core since its inception.

In the eyes of ordinary people, politics is no longer an unfathomable, mysterious and weird thing, but an issue that everyone can participate in and is closely related to themselves.

In the eyes of Washington, "Newsweek" can be called a "public opinion stir-up stick", which can be criticized by the sky and the earth, and no matter who dares to grab a bite of it.

What's even worse is that the other party's articles and analysis are always to the point, poking at the pain of the authorities.

It doesn't matter whether he is dead or not. Anyway, don't think about being intact and able to settle in Washington. Who hasn't had some yellow soup under his butt that can't be wiped clean?

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