The banquet slowly came to a close in an atmosphere of determination and hope. As night deepened, everyone returned to their dormitories to rest.

Since Paul and the others joined temporarily, their dormitory was temporarily arranged in a warehouse that had been cleared out inside the airship, but even so, it was much more comfortable than when they were outside.

The airship is heated 24 hours a day, with temperatures reaching above 5 degrees Celsius. Compared to the outside temperature of minus 70 degrees Celsius year-round, it is practically paradise.

Colonel Paul and his soldiers lay in their warm beds and slept soundly for the first time in a long time.

The next morning, faint sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and shone on the camp of the "International Militia Corps for Cold Relief and Disaster Relief," a new day, a new beginning.

Chen Yu convened a detailed strategic planning meeting with all core members, including Colonel Paul, Dr. John, and other leaders of the "Cold Relief Airship" squadron.

“Our primary task is to identify our targets,” Chen Yu said, standing in front of a huge map and tracing his finger across it. “We are currently located in Merica, in the state of Garnia, which is Merica’s economic and technological hub. It boasts numerous universities, research institutions, and high-tech companies, as well as a large number of disaster victims. It is one of the key areas of focus for our ‘cold weather relief’ operation.”

After a pause, Chen Yu looked at Niu Ke and said, "Old Niu, California is your territory. You tell me, where should we start?"

As the former richest man on Earth, Elon Musk owns numerous large high-tech companies, most of which are headquartered in California. Therefore, it's not wrong to say that California is his territory.

Niu Ke nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "The situation in Merika is different from that in the Southern High Dynasty and the Sun Kingdom. Due to the very lax gun control, many people here own guns. If we take too harsh measures, it may cause unnecessary conflicts and violence."

Most of the residents here live in detached houses in the suburbs, which are too scattered, and they have a strong sense of security, with every house having a basement.

Especially in wealthy states like California, the people are both rich and afraid of death. Due to frequent natural disasters like earthquakes, many families store large quantities of emergency supplies in their basements year-round, and some have even built professional underground shelters. Conflicts with them could easily drag us into a protracted tug-of-war, which would be extremely detrimental to our "cold weather relief" efforts.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu frowned, knowing full well that what Niu Kesi said was true.

In such a complex and sensitive region, any excessive action could trigger unpredictable consequences.

Merika is not a tiny country like Gaochao or Taiyangguo. It is the fourth largest country in the entire Blue Star, comparable to Daxia. It is obviously unrealistic to use concentrated artillery or missiles to clear out the mob.

"So, Lao Niu, do you have any good suggestions?" Chen Yu asked, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Newsk smiled slightly and said confidently, "I suggest a 'soft landing' strategy. First, we can start with the companies under my name. After all, we're here for 'cold weather relief,' so let's take control of those companies and use them as model areas and distribution centers for 'cold weather relief.' Then, under the guise of cooperation between my companies and the Merica Navy, we can use those companies as bases to gradually expand to the surrounding areas, eventually making 'cold weather relief' activities flourish throughout California."

Neusk continued, "Those companies were originally mine. I think no one can say anything if I take back my companies. If anyone dares to stop me, then we can legitimately use the pretext of protecting company assets and disaster relief operations to wipe out the thugs."

“In addition,” Neusk added, “we can also leverage our company’s local influence, backed by the Merica Navy, to mobilize more wealthy individuals and officials to participate in the ‘cold relief’ effort, which will eventually spread throughout Merica.”

“The wealthy people in Merika have mostly built professional post-apocalyptic bunkers with ample supplies. Even though the extreme cold disaster has been raging for a year and a half, I believe that most of them still retain a certain level of strength. As long as we unite them and get them to do ‘ideological work’ on the people of Merika, I believe our operation will be smoother and more efficient.”

Zhao Feng asked suspiciously, “However, our ‘cold relief and disaster relief’ operation was not pure in purpose. If we get too involved with those wealthy people and local officials, they will find out sooner or later, which may backfire and cause a greater backlash.”

Upon hearing this, Niu Ke shook his head and revealed a confident smile, saying, "Commander Zhao, you're overthinking it. Capitalists and politicians always put their own interests first. As long as they are given enough benefits, let alone our deceptive practices, they might even gladly accept selling Merika."

Niu Ke's words carried a hint of mockery, yet also revealed his profound insight into human nature. He continued, "These wealthy individuals and officials, who used to be high and mighty, are now forced to live in cramped underground shelters, probably feeling incredibly stifled. If we promise them certain privileges and status once the 'Tianyu Branch Base' is established in various regions of Merica, they will definitely rush to support us."

"If they want special privileges, they can easily build their own survivor base and become the boss themselves!" Lin Lele interjected.

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