The repercussions of this incident were far more intense than anyone had imagined.
First, the Inheritors who had won the election were carried off before they could even take office. So who would lead the Soviet Union next?
The United States certainly had something to say about that question, but just as they opened their mouths, they discovered their own house was collapsing.
Perhaps most people had not forgotten that Mexico's civilian movement was still in full swing. With Superman making up for the lack of military force, this was no simple case of one plus one equaling two. It was a qualitative change brought about by quantitative accumulation.
The situation erupted from Sinaloa State and swiftly swept across the entire eastern coast of the Pacific Ocean. Even some parts of California were affected, since the farmers there could hardly be said to enjoy good treatment.
Just as the Bald Eagle was about to start yapping, it found its gorgeous feathers on fire. Some things simply had to be said, but if it did not put out the flames soon, its tail would burn away.
Humanity always liked creating all kinds of unsolvable problems that somehow had countless answers. For example: if your mother and wife fell into the water, who would you save first? Would you let a trolley kill one person or five? Would you save your head first or your ass?
Logically speaking, the head was more important. Once the head was gone, the person was truly dead. As long as the giant's head could be cut off, nothing else would be cause for concern. At least, that was what Congress believed.
But then again, the Soviet Union was already on its last legs. Moscow was full of double-dealers and fence-sitters. Even if the United States did