Marvel: Mr. President

Chapter 61: WTF, Canada!

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The war was over, the official instrument of surrender would be signed soon enough. The entirety of America and Congress was simping for Hector at this point, be it from any side, they just loved him. His propaganda from all the photographs and the recorded videos had worked wonders. Not a single day went by when his name was not in the papers.

But the documents were out, and Congress got a hold of the investigation and the subsequent results. Tens of millions were missing from the government's treasury, the money was issued by the President and where it went was unknown.

The thing with the media was, they were hyenas, they jumped from one sensation to another because in the end, sales matter. Hence, when the news was made public, dozens of papers posted them, however, most still kept a decent attitude and left some gap, saying that the reasons can only be revealed by the President after he returns.

Now, since Hector was the president, he had absolute immunity, so no criminal proceedings could be held against him. He had an absolute majority in Congress, and they couldn't do anything either. Their only option was to make a congressional hearing and politely ask Hector to appear before it and reveal what happened. Still, if he wanted he could reject it, there was no law that compelled him to answer to anybody.

Unknown to everyone, Hector knew about all this all along.

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Tokyo,

It had been 1 day since the war had stopped. Quickly the delegation of the Japanese government was decided and sent to sign a surrender.

However, when the Japanese Foreign Minister Mamoru Shigemitsu and Gen. Yoshijiro Umezu arrived at the harbour, they were shocked to see a new huge ship. It seemed to be newly painted and their jaws hung open, it was even bigger than Yamato.

"What ship is this?" The Foreign Minister inquired.

The officer escorting them replied, "Oh, this beauty? This is the Supercarrier, USS Hector K. Washington, named after the most beloved President and General of the United States. It just left the docks and arrived here,"

They were taken on board the ship, it was big, much bigger than they could imagine. Standing on top of the empty deck, it felt like a playground field that stretched for as far as they could see.

In the middle of the deck was a table set with a chair on each side. Behind the table stood Hector in his red military uniform, folding his arms and looking proud as he smoked a cigar. Behind and beside him were other big Generals from Allied nations. Dozens of men had surrounded them.

"He's short," Douglas muttered.

"He's not the Emperor, you think that guy would appear in public at this time? But yes, Emperor is also very short, I'd say five foot four," Hector replied and walked forward. "Come, Foreign Minister Mamoru Shigemitsu and Gen. Yoshijiro Umezu, let's get this over with and start rebuilding your nation."

Since it was unconditional surrender, there was nothing to talk about except signing. The Foreign Minister took the seat first, he took out a pen from his own pocket.

He read the details carefully at least twice with his monocule. However, just then he started to feel a certain vibration in the air. He instinctively looked up, and all he could think of was complete dread.

There in the sky were hundreds upon hundreds of planes, all in disciplined formations. There were more than a hundred helicopters, all flying at a lower altitude over them. It was the 20th-century version of the Roman tradition of making defeated enemies pass "under the yoke."

This made him feel, ~This is what we were against.~ The Japanese propaganda had multiple times declared that the Americans are uncultured indisciplined barbarians. But, it was far from the truth.

This only made him see the surrender as something acceptable because if they do not, there would have been no Japan left.

Hence, he signed first. Then Gen. Yoshijiro Umezu signed as the representative of the military. After this came the turn of the Allies. Hector went first as his signature mattered the most. The position of his signature was on the right while the others were on the left. He signed above his designation, Grand General of all Allied Forces and the President of the United States of America. Then came General Douglas MacArthur's signature. There was no other US representative, as Hector himself was.

Next was the Republic of China's representative. Then the UK, India, Mexico, Soviet Union, Commonwealth of Australia. However, a fuckup happened at the next stage. It was none other than America's friends across the border, Canada.

Hector facepalmed, "Dammit, Colonel Cosgrave, bud, you were supposed to sign above the line, not below it,"

Colonel Cosgrave frowned and turned his head to look better, "Ah, forgive me, my one eye is blind from a first world war injury,"

Everyone shook their heads and continued, the French Representative next had to cross the previous name and edit the text to write his nation's name and then sign. The Netherlands and New Zealand had to do the same. Due to this, the document ended up looking weird near the end. But who cares, war was over, it was party time.

*WOOF* Moony suddenly voiced, Hector's heart melted, "Aw, of course, you're a Colonel too, the first among your species. Okay, come, you get to sign as well. Just a small tap."

All Generals and representatives of Allied nations looked at Moony with wide smiles. Heck, the guy from the Soviet Union also seemed like he would jump to pet Moony. *PA!" And there it was, history made, Moony's paw marked the Instrument of Surrender of Japan.

The Japanese representatives could not understand whether to take this as an honour or shame. A similar document was signed for the Japanese to keep, this was was a simple paper with no leather cover with seal. This time Canada didn't mess up, Moony still signed.

The Japanese General saluted, the Foreign Minister shook his hand and hurriedly left the Aircraft Carrier. As soon as they were far away, smiling, Hector went to the edge of the deck and looked at the troops below, "All those not selected for duty here, GET READY TO GO HOME!"

"YEAAAAAH!"

"VICTORYYYY!"

"IT'S OVER!"

Various emotions speared out of their hearts, they started hugging each other, dancing and some took out their musical instruments. They had survived one of the bloodiest years in human history.

At the same time, the Allied forces of 10 Million soldiers in the Asian Campaign finally cheered loudly, they were currently in the process of taking Korea, but then the Japanese soldiers showed a white flag. With this, the war was finally over.

Back in the United States of America, radio constantly reminded everyone what historic thing took place today. A majority of soldiers had returned home who were in Europe, now was the time for men from the Pacific. Celebrations erupted in an instant, streets got filled with people dancing or jumping around. It was V-J Day, and of course, some history repeats itself as an iconic Photograph was clicked in New York Times Square, a sailor kissing a total stranger, a dental assistant. The only difference was that someone was holding a giant poster of Hector in the background. These posters were too common across the country by now.

This was a celebration that would go on for a whole night and a whole day. At the same time, Hector got on to a ship bringing the soldiers back home. His duty was over, it was time to put this uniform down, that was until the world needed it again.

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Austria,

The war on both fronts was over. Yet Schmidt was hidden somewhere, plotting something. Thankfully, they had Arnim Zola in their custody and he was being completely helpful.

'It's Valkyrie, he's waiting for its completion. Once made, he can fly directly over any city in the United States and drop bombs of the same or greater intensity than the nukes." Zola warned them.

"How long before he completes it?" Steve asked him.

Zola had no idea, "I don't know, when I left it was half complete. It's been more than half a year, it could possibly be ready already or not. I've told you the location, it's under the Alps, a mountain is hollow from inside there."

Steve got ready, "I should take a look,"

"Wait there, Colonel Rogers. I am coming with you, we have no idea who we will find there." Phillips picked up his pistol and coat.

"Let's go then," Peggy got ready too. Steve paused at it, this angered her, "Steven Grant Rogers, do you think because you're a superhuman that makes you better in techniques?"

Steve smiled, she always teased him like this, it was indeed true however, her technique was better than him, "No, I was just admiring the beauty, let's go,"

Phillips grunted, "Argh... if you two love birds are done, let's move. Seriously, Rogers, I miss the old shy and virgin you,"

"I'm still a virgin, sir," Steve unknowingly blurted, by the time he realised, his face was red.

"Hahaha... too bad, never leave things for later, son. The devil often strikes when you least expect it," Phillips advised and moved on.

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