A bunch of waste!
Charas cursed angrily, threw the communicator in his hand on the sofa, paced back and forth for a while, and closed his eyes.
Soon, a light golden light appeared not far away from him, and an old man in a gray robe slowly appeared.
Before the guy could speak, Charas walked forward in a hurry and said aggressively in his eyes.
Your people are screwed up again!Why do you want me to say again!Can't you get some decent weapons??Or are there no one else you have except those fishmen with scales?!
Arzu's face was also ugly.
After all, he is not a true pioneer, but an apostle in the Second Holy Church. He cannot completely block human emotions and thus achieve purely rational thinking.
But even so, he still patiently waited for the guy to finish complaining before expressing his dissatisfaction in a cold tone.
I have to remind you that the sea is your territory, you have lived here for two centuries, and we have just arrived not long ago.I can indeed solve some troubles that are inconvenient for you to deal with, but you wouldn't think that we are as omnipotent as we are on land, right?If that's the case, what else can we do with you?
Charas's expression was a little unhurried.
But even so...
This time, Arzu cursed without waiting for him to finish his words.
Don't be there 'even if it', do you have to make it clear?Your movements are too slow!
Charas looked at Arzu who suddenly became angry in surprise, for a moment he forgot who was asking for the crime.
After taking a deep breath, Arzu calmed down his chest and stared at the Federal Chief of Staff with a look of surprise.
The alliance is trying to build a siege for us, leaving us less and less time. We must open our strategic space to the sea before the siege is formed. Research on the mother nest on the Tiangong number is necessary. What about you promise my Coral City?Two more months have passed, when will we start our research?
When Charas's expression was a little embarrassed when he heard Arzu suddenly mention this, he coughed lightly and tried to explain.
It takes a little time… There are still voices of concern within the federal government, and I have been working very hard to speak for you.
He needs to use his friends from the north to help him get some trouble, but that doesn't mean he's going to turn completely to them.
To put it bluntly, this is just mutual use.
It is true that he longs for eternity while gaining power, but he has his own rhythm to do it, and that is the safest.
Too slow.
Arzu shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
I trust you and give you the greatest support. Whether you want technology or assistance, we have taken action without reservation, and even provided you with our most precious "spiritual interference technology".And what did you give me?Spend two months to play your boring official game?Do we have to wait until you take the position of president before we can start the next step?
Before Charas could explain, he continued to say with pain.
If I have a submarine or a warship, we don't have to use those ugly fishmen.Why did our plan fail?It's all because of you!Charas!Because of your weakness and incompetence!Let my troops be left alone again and again!You give them a little support
Enough!
Finally, Charas interrupted his reprimand in annoyance.
I have helped you to the maximum extent that my authority allows. Are you going to let me go over the command and order the Federation fleet to fire at the Union's target?No one will pay attention to me in this order!This is not yours!There is no puppet here that has been hollowed out by Nago. It is impossible for me to do whatever I want. I must be within the scope of the rules.
Do things outside the rules within the scope of the rules?This is your fatal flaw. You want any benefit, but you are not willing to take any risks.If you really respect your ridiculous rules so much, don't borrow our strength from the beginning, but try to win the support of the majority like your beloved Mr. President.
Arzu chuckled softly, walked into the dear ally, staring at the shaken pupils, and said slowly.
I saw that your subordinates have begun to doubt you.
Subconsciously taking a step back, Charas frowned.
My men?
Arzu nodded, and his empty eyes suddenly turned toward the direction outside the window, and continued to say as if nothing had happened.
That destroyer is heading towards the scene... Let's guess. First of all, he definitely didn't go to help us. If he really had this plan, he wouldn't have waited until we finished fighting.
Destroyer?You talk about Dongwen?Charas looked at him in surprise and murmured to himself, "Didn't I let him return to Anle Island to stand by?"
It seems that I guessed it right. Looking at Charas whose face gradually changed, Arzu just sneered coldly at his allies. What a pity, Mr. Charas, I'm sorry that you may have lost your official game.You have no chance to become the president of the Federation, you have no chance, but you are not completely unable to hold the authority you desire... How about considering the title of Head of State?
Without waiting for Charas, who looked surprised, to speak, Arzu threw down his last sentence.
This is your last chance, let me see if you have the courage to bear the consequences of choice.
If you are a coward, I can change my ally as soon as possible, haha.
Just as that sentence fell, the golden phantom began to fade gradually, like a wisp of dissipated blue smoke melting into the air.
Charas was shocked and shouted quickly.
Wait, wait a moment!
The phantom didn't wait for him, and was too lazy to listen to what he said. He disappeared directly into the room, no matter how he called, he didn't respond.
This guy!
Charas clenched his fists.
At this time, a drop of cold sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead and dripped on the carpet.
Being put on one!
From the beginning, even if that guy is sure of this group of mutants, he will definitely fail.
And he who did not fully trust the torch would definitely arrange a warship to monitor the final result as before.
Now his men have begun to doubt his motives and even doubt whether what he is doing is right.
Just as the guy who pretended to be a ghost said, he no longer had the chance to continue speculating as a fence-bearer.
The skepticism this time came not from the centrist, but from the officers around him who supported him in the gamble.
Now he has only two ways to choose.
Either confess everything to those who support him and those who doubt him and accept punishment from the rules set by themselves.
Or take advantage of the initiative and take the people who still support them and finally take a gamble...
Charas felt his palms soaked in cold sweat.
At this moment, footsteps came from the door, and someone knocked on the door.
He spoke almost conditioned.
Come in.
The door was pushed open, and an officer walked in and saluted respectfully.
Mr. Charas, Mr. President hopes you can go to the Presidential Palace.Regarding the investigation of the Golden Coast, he wanted to discuss with you some doubts.
Golden Coast?
Charas was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he remembered that it was the investigation ship that was heading to Haiya Province to establish an outpost.
Realizing this, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
When is it that these guys are still investigating that thing?
But there was an outsider here. He didn't laugh out loud. After calming down for a moment, he turned around and looked at the officer standing at the door, and said gently.
Please tell me Mr. President that I still have some things to deal with here and I will go over and meet him before dusk.
yes!
The officer saluted again and turned away from the room.
The door is closed.
Looking at the room that was quiet again, Charas stopped for a moment, and finally walked to the sofa and picked up the communicator lying on it.
He dialed out a string of numbers cleanly, and his eyes were no longer hesitant, and his voice was not hesitant at all.
As orders were issued, he quickly completed all the deployments he needed to complete before starting the big bet.
Actually, there is nothing to hesitate about.
Arzu's evaluation is correct, he is indeed a weak and incompetent guy.
But unfortunately, the officers and the pro-war factions who pushed him to the stage were actually not really tough guys. They were all fence-bearers who took one step at a time. They wanted benefits but did not dare to take responsibility. They were not just themselves?
At least I have a little bit of strength than them, and I can still make some decisions when it is time to make decisions.
He has no reason to lose this bet!
……
Circular Island Port.
The ceremony to celebrate the water flow was successfully completed. Governor Channing read out the friendly statements of the Circular Island, French Fries Port and the Alliance in front of everyone, while midnight chicken killing was to read out the manager's blessings to local survivors on behalf of the Alliance.
And finally, as promised by the alliance, the freshwater supply pipeline was not affected by the sudden alarm.
Clear water still poured out from the end of the inverted hammer handle, like the rock-solid order.
However, the sudden alarm seemed like a misunderstanding.
At first, everyone around the square was a little panicked, thinking that something big had happened.
However, when they saw the band continue to play music and the ribbon-cutting ceremony continues, they gradually settled down and were immersed in the atmosphere of celebration again.
The celebration is over.
Midnight Killing Chicken, who was standing next to the fountain, grinned and looked at Governor Channing, who still had an incredible expression on his face.
Look, I just said it's okay.
With a lot of questions in his stomach, Channing saw that the Alliance Corps Commander seemed to know something, and finally couldn't help asking.
The explosion just now was...
Killing the chicken in midnight for a moment, and said frankly.
I'm afraid he's a mutant.
Mutants?!Channing was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and blurted out, how could there be mutants in the southern waters?!
He did hear about aquatic mutants with gills and scales, but that creature doesn’t really live in the sea, but builds nests on the shore.
The islands in the southern waters are far away from the coastline, and without the means of driving away alien species, even ships floating on the water cannot be considered safe.
Looking at Channing with an incredible look on his face, he didn't explain the killing of the chicken at midnight, but just took out a tablet from his arms and handed it to his hands.
Just now, the model worker of Volde had shared the scenes taken near the freshwater transport pipeline in the seabed to his terminal equipment through the radio station on the Rou Rou.
Looking at the battle video played on the screen, Channing's Adam's apple moved involuntarily.
Really mutant...
And there are so many!
The dirty sea water was floating with broken limbs, broken arms, weapons, and the aquatic aliens attracted by the smell of blood.
In addition, there is also a huge sea monster, Laken, rolling in the water, as if it was also attracted by those aquatic mutants.
Although the possibility of synthesizing videos is not ruled out, these people obviously did not play the trick that can be exposed with a simple trick.
There is nothing strange about this. The southern waters are right next to the Haiya Province. It is not surprising that the Torch Church has introduced the tresidy to the coast of death.
Looking at Channing whose eyes were stuck to the screen, Midnight Killing Chicken suddenly continued to say as if she was remembering something.
Oh yes, just two months ago, there was a group of mutants trying to attack our port, but fortunately they were targeted by us before they got ashore.
This...is amazing news.Channing looked at him in surprise, and the expression on her face became obviously unnatural.
Mutants.
This is no joke.
The area where the explosion occurred was less than one hundred nautical miles away from the circular island. Since they could swim to that location, it was entirely possible to swim here.
Although there are some defensive forces on the island and they can mobilize reserves if necessary, if they face a sudden attack by a thousand mutants, they may not even have time to send guns to the young men.
The consensus among the settlements in the southern waters is to establish defensive forces at sea, and this is also a strategic policy established in the era of Shelter No. 70.
That is, place the fortress of the Federation on the sea outside the islands, and a fleet of steel is built to block threats from the wasteland.
It is precisely because of this defense mechanism that in the past two hundred years, almost no plunder's speedboats have been close to each island within 100 nautical miles.
However, now, this defense mechanism seems to be ineffective.
There have been two consecutive accidents...
Looking at Governor Channing with a change in expression, he continued to kill the chicken in midnight.
And what is even more intriguing is that on the same day, the maritime patrol teams you patrolled in nearby waters disappeared collectively... Of course, I am not blaming you for not reminding us that our safety is our own business, but you don’t seem to know what’s going on there at all.If I remember correctly, it should be one of your patrol areas.
Two months ago...I remember there was an exercise, and Channing coughed gently, and that might have been a coincidence.
This sentence sounds like exonerating the Federation, but it also seems like convincing itself.
This possibility is indeed not ruled out. Midnight Killing Chicken Paused and said, but I think the Federal Navy should know what happened there. After all, the patrol came back the next day, and the blood on the beach was not cleaned up... Didn't they warn you to beware of the threat of mutants?
Channing's expression gradually became a little unrestrained.
No…Our main enemy is Shelter 70, and the main target of guarding against is their submersibles.
After a pause, his expression gradually became solemn, thinking and muttering to himself.
This is a bit strange... Why are mutants interested in undersea pipelines?
I think you should pay more attention to why the fleet that should have protected you selectively ignores this obvious threat.It is not a joke to let mutants ashore, especially those with scales. I heard that their prey is even more terrible than those green-skinned ones.
That's all.
Killing chickens at midnight didn’t continue on this embarrassing topic.
He knew that although Channing didn't say anything, he must have known it in his heart.
It is more critical to whether a problem is properly resolved.
Otherwise, it has happened twice, and it is very likely that it will not only happen for the third or fourth time, but will happen countless times when people don’t know it.
The Federal Fleet privately acquiesced the military operations of the mutants in the jurisdiction for some purpose without the approval of the command and the permission of the settlements in the southern waters.
Of course, this is just a kind reminder that we have never placed security on others. Whether the Federation's fleet provides us with necessary support, we will deal with those scales on our own.
He glanced at the governor meaningfully, turned around at midnight, ready to take the brothers from the Jungle Corps back to the ship.
Looking at his back, Channing moved his Adam's apple and struggled for a while, finally couldn't help speaking.
Please wait a moment.
Midnight Killing Chicken stopped and turned around, casting a gaze at him for inquiries.
What's wrong?
I think...it is necessary for us to strengthen cooperation in the security field, which may be more imminent than cooperation in the economic field.
A slightly awkward smile appeared on his face, Channing coughed gently, and continued in a difficult tone, "If we are attacked by mutants, I hope to get your support... Of course, the same is true if you are attacked. In addition, as long as the alarm information we receive, we will share it with you."
Since the alliance has a way to lock the mutants and eliminate dangers before they attack the pipeline, it is obvious that they have established a patrol system that includes intelligence searches and interception strikes.
For whatever reason, the two consecutive dereliction of duty by the Federal Fleet have left him unable to trust those guys anymore.
Currently, the circular island is exposed to the threat of mutants, and he needs to add a firewall to the local survivors.
A more reliable firewall.
In exchange, he could share the intelligence network of the ring island with the alliance, and the warning signals received by other islands will also be received at the same time.
In a sense, this is equivalent to the two sides sharing the map view and signing a joint defense agreement verbally.
Although the circular island does not have its own army and fleet, the port itself can also serve as a military facility.
After probably understanding what Channing said, a surprised expression appeared on his face when he killed the chicken at midnight. He smiled heartily and agreed immediately.
no problem!If the opponent is a mutant, we will take action no matter where we are, let alone you are our partners.
He paused, and he continued.
Of course, we are two hundred nautical miles away from you. If we wait for the attack to happen, we will come over and it will be too late.I suggest you better build an 800-meter-long runway next to the island, whether it is concrete or steel. If our planes can land next to your island, we will be able to support you as soon as possible.
After carefully writing down this advice, Channing nodded.
I will have someone arrange it as soon as possible.
……
At the same time as the Jungle Corps evacuated from the port of the Circular Island, the Federal destroyers, who had learned about the situation from the Alliance plane, were continuing to move towards the waters where the battle took place.
Some things cannot be explained clearly in the communication channel and must be confirmed with your own eyes.
There was silence in the bridge.
Whether it was Captain Dongwen or the officers under his command, they were silently staring at the endless sea in front of them.
In fact, whether it is the captain himself or his subordinates, they have heard that friends in the north have been helping them solve some troubles.
However, what they didn't expect was that the one who took action was actually a mutant!
What made them even more unacceptable was that the place where the incident happened was only a hundred nautical miles away from the circular island...
There must be some misunderstandings in this... The adjutant said in a cold sweat, no matter what... the senior management would not use those guys.
There is always a better way.
If it really doesn't work, it's not impossible to let the Federation's fleet take action.
Dongwen didn't say anything, and his eyes were still staring at the ups and downs of the waves in the distance.
At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and a broken arm suddenly appeared among the surging waves.
Soon he discovered that it was not just one...
Incomplete corpses rose and fell with the waves, and their blue scales and skin showed their identity.
The alien species chasing their corpses, gnawing at them by the smell of blood, and ignored the warships near Chi Chi.
The adjutant standing next to Dongwen swallowed and squeezed a sentence out of his throat with difficulty.
…mutants.
And not one or two...
There are so many corpses, at least one thousand!
Realizing this, cold sweat couldn't help but slide off his chin.
If these mutants were allowed to swim southeastward for more than 80 nautical miles along the pipeline, the consequences would probably be unimaginable...
Dong Wen stared silently at the miserable situation on the sea, then glanced at the flickering signal on the sonar screen.
It was a Laken.
It seemed that it felt the signal of mental interference from the warship. It was twisting its injured body and fleeing in the north.
More than a dozen strange-shaped submarines followed behind it, which should be something made by the alliance.
Although these submarines are not in good condition and should have suffered some damage in the previous battle, they do not seem to plan to let go of the prey swimming to their mouths.
After agreeing to support them in the previous communication with the pilot, Dong Wen looked at the adjutant beside him and ordered.
Launch torpedo.
He paused, and he said again.
In addition, use a trawl to catch the bodies of several mutants.
The adjutant nodded seriously and saluted.
yes!
With the issuance of the combat order, a torpedo was shot into the sea from the launcher and galloped towards the target locked by the sonar.
Without any suspense, the torpedo easily hit the target. The explosive air column and fire instantly tore the huge body apart, and in just one shot, the scarred Laken was sent away.
The Alliance's submarine made strange moves and gestured with the robotic arms, as if expressing their gratitude to them.
He ordered his subordinates to send them a communication sound wave and said that he was welcome. Dong Wen walked alone outside the bridge and went to the deck of the destroyer.
It happened that at this moment, a speedboat with a federal flag came from a distance and slowly approached his destroyer.
Dongwen glanced at the man standing on the speedboat and recognized the guy's name. He thought he was Muda, who seemed to be the captain of the maritime patrol team.
Just as he was looking at the man, the man was also looking at him, then he glanced at the trawling net thrown towards the sea.
As if he had made up his mind, the man called the speedboat to approach the destroyer and grabbed the ladder on the hull and climbed up the deck.
Dongwen didn't stop him, but just watched in silence.
It seems that you have a lot of spoils. Fortunately, you found the problem in time and did not allow these swimmers to swim on our island.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the blood-stained sea area, and Muda's voice that walked in front of him was a hint of mockery.
The residents on the circular island were waiting for me to go back and tell them what was going on here. How about the transfer of me?This way I don't have to go offline by myself.
Dong Wen did not take his words and said after a moment of silence.
It seems you know something.
I heard it right, are you asking me?It turns out that the person I have been watching is actually me?Muda looked at him with a surprised expression and said with a smile, "Why don't we just change the boat, you drive my speedboat, I drive your destroyer."
Although it was just an exaggerated joke, the captain seemed to take it seriously and said after thinking about it for a moment.
Not impossible.
Come on.
Muda laughed and looked at the vast sea in the distance.
More than a thousand mutants drove straight into our territorial waters, and our fleet was watching, applauding and cheering them up... You know everything, and you still want to ask for an answer from me. I understood two months ago and couldn't count on you at all.
Dongwen was silent for a long time and sighed.
Sorry, brother.
I am not your brother, Muda glanced at him. You don’t have to say sorry to me, but you should tell the more than 100,000 survivors on the circular island that there are millions of residents in the entire federal government, and they are spending money to support you... Of course, they also support me.
Perhaps out of shame, the captain slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Muda continued to speak.
Hello.
Um?
Tell me the truth. Looking at the captain who looked at him, Muda continued, "Is the person who blown up the current power station really a resident of Sanctuary No. 70?"
Dongwen was silent for a while and spoke slowly.
Probably not.
Muda stared into his eyes.
That's you?
no.
Dong Wen shook his head, waited for a moment, but sighed again.
...but there is no difference.
Muda frowned.
What's the meaning?
The man said without answering this question directly.
We who should have tried to put out the fire acquiesced to the flames that have been ignited and hope that they can deal with the troubles that are not convenient for us to solve by ourselves.At that time, I should have noticed that sooner or later, we who are hesitant will become troubles.
Muda couldn't help asking.
So why do you do this?
Dongwen said calmly.
Because there is only one chance, if we are not decisive, the survivors of the Federation will never unite and pull those pretending to be evil from the altar.And once their managers come back and take out the weapons placed in the shelter, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will not be available again.
What about now?Are we more united?
Mu Da stared at his eyes in a flash. Seeing that he couldn't say a word for a long time, his eyes gradually turned into disappointment.
We originally had hands and feet, and we needed others to shit for us, and then another person would wipe our butts, just because you hid it from me and I hid it from you.
After chewing his lips for a long time, he squeezed out the last half in disappointment.
...How do you tell me to convince myself to continue to believe you.
Dongwen looked into the distance, not wanting to look at the disappointed eyes, and reached out to gently straighten the officer's hat on his head.
What I said is precisely because I think it is not good to do this. I don't expect you to continue to believe me...but please give me another chance.
Muda could feel that the sentence was not like saying it to him, but more like the survivors of the circular island behind him.
The disappointment and ridicule in his eyes gradually faded, and he asked in a serious tone.
What else are you going to do?
Make up for previous mistakes.
When he said this, Dong Wen paused for a moment, took out a card the size of a thumb from his arms and handed it to the patrol captain.
This is a memory card that holds recordings of his and Charas's call, and an audio he recorded himself after that.
It contains some things that everyone in the Federation Fleet knows a little, but dare not make it clear.
He knew that this thing alone could not convince everyone.
But he believed that he could convince at least some guys like him.
Muda looked at him in confusion and asked.
This is?
Staring into his eyes, Dongwen said solemnly.
Take it to the port of Anle Island and hand it over to those who are waiting for me there.
Looking at the memory card in his hand, Muda looked at him for a moment and asked.
Why don't you go by yourself?
I'm going to go to Beidao.
Looking at the direction to the north, his eyes gradually became firmer, and his voice no longer had any hesitation or hesitation.
At this moment, he was like a real captain.
There have been cracks in our cabin.
Before this crack expands to irreversible, someone must come forward and correct the mistakes that have been made!
Charas cursed angrily, threw the communicator in his hand on the sofa, paced back and forth for a while, and closed his eyes.
Soon, a light golden light appeared not far away from him, and an old man in a gray robe slowly appeared.
Before the guy could speak, Charas walked forward in a hurry and said aggressively in his eyes.
Your people are screwed up again!Why do you want me to say again!Can't you get some decent weapons??Or are there no one else you have except those fishmen with scales?!
Arzu's face was also ugly.
After all, he is not a true pioneer, but an apostle in the Second Holy Church. He cannot completely block human emotions and thus achieve purely rational thinking.
But even so, he still patiently waited for the guy to finish complaining before expressing his dissatisfaction in a cold tone.
I have to remind you that the sea is your territory, you have lived here for two centuries, and we have just arrived not long ago.I can indeed solve some troubles that are inconvenient for you to deal with, but you wouldn't think that we are as omnipotent as we are on land, right?If that's the case, what else can we do with you?
Charas's expression was a little unhurried.
But even so...
This time, Arzu cursed without waiting for him to finish his words.
Don't be there 'even if it', do you have to make it clear?Your movements are too slow!
Charas looked at Arzu who suddenly became angry in surprise, for a moment he forgot who was asking for the crime.
After taking a deep breath, Arzu calmed down his chest and stared at the Federal Chief of Staff with a look of surprise.
The alliance is trying to build a siege for us, leaving us less and less time. We must open our strategic space to the sea before the siege is formed. Research on the mother nest on the Tiangong number is necessary. What about you promise my Coral City?Two more months have passed, when will we start our research?
When Charas's expression was a little embarrassed when he heard Arzu suddenly mention this, he coughed lightly and tried to explain.
It takes a little time… There are still voices of concern within the federal government, and I have been working very hard to speak for you.
He needs to use his friends from the north to help him get some trouble, but that doesn't mean he's going to turn completely to them.
To put it bluntly, this is just mutual use.
It is true that he longs for eternity while gaining power, but he has his own rhythm to do it, and that is the safest.
Too slow.
Arzu shook his head, his face full of disappointment.
I trust you and give you the greatest support. Whether you want technology or assistance, we have taken action without reservation, and even provided you with our most precious "spiritual interference technology".And what did you give me?Spend two months to play your boring official game?Do we have to wait until you take the position of president before we can start the next step?
Before Charas could explain, he continued to say with pain.
If I have a submarine or a warship, we don't have to use those ugly fishmen.Why did our plan fail?It's all because of you!Charas!Because of your weakness and incompetence!Let my troops be left alone again and again!You give them a little support
Enough!
Finally, Charas interrupted his reprimand in annoyance.
I have helped you to the maximum extent that my authority allows. Are you going to let me go over the command and order the Federation fleet to fire at the Union's target?No one will pay attention to me in this order!This is not yours!There is no puppet here that has been hollowed out by Nago. It is impossible for me to do whatever I want. I must be within the scope of the rules.
Do things outside the rules within the scope of the rules?This is your fatal flaw. You want any benefit, but you are not willing to take any risks.If you really respect your ridiculous rules so much, don't borrow our strength from the beginning, but try to win the support of the majority like your beloved Mr. President.
Arzu chuckled softly, walked into the dear ally, staring at the shaken pupils, and said slowly.
I saw that your subordinates have begun to doubt you.
Subconsciously taking a step back, Charas frowned.
My men?
Arzu nodded, and his empty eyes suddenly turned toward the direction outside the window, and continued to say as if nothing had happened.
That destroyer is heading towards the scene... Let's guess. First of all, he definitely didn't go to help us. If he really had this plan, he wouldn't have waited until we finished fighting.
Destroyer?You talk about Dongwen?Charas looked at him in surprise and murmured to himself, "Didn't I let him return to Anle Island to stand by?"
It seems that I guessed it right. Looking at Charas whose face gradually changed, Arzu just sneered coldly at his allies. What a pity, Mr. Charas, I'm sorry that you may have lost your official game.You have no chance to become the president of the Federation, you have no chance, but you are not completely unable to hold the authority you desire... How about considering the title of Head of State?
Without waiting for Charas, who looked surprised, to speak, Arzu threw down his last sentence.
This is your last chance, let me see if you have the courage to bear the consequences of choice.
If you are a coward, I can change my ally as soon as possible, haha.
Just as that sentence fell, the golden phantom began to fade gradually, like a wisp of dissipated blue smoke melting into the air.
Charas was shocked and shouted quickly.
Wait, wait a moment!
The phantom didn't wait for him, and was too lazy to listen to what he said. He disappeared directly into the room, no matter how he called, he didn't respond.
This guy!
Charas clenched his fists.
At this time, a drop of cold sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead and dripped on the carpet.
Being put on one!
From the beginning, even if that guy is sure of this group of mutants, he will definitely fail.
And he who did not fully trust the torch would definitely arrange a warship to monitor the final result as before.
Now his men have begun to doubt his motives and even doubt whether what he is doing is right.
Just as the guy who pretended to be a ghost said, he no longer had the chance to continue speculating as a fence-bearer.
The skepticism this time came not from the centrist, but from the officers around him who supported him in the gamble.
Now he has only two ways to choose.
Either confess everything to those who support him and those who doubt him and accept punishment from the rules set by themselves.
Or take advantage of the initiative and take the people who still support them and finally take a gamble...
Charas felt his palms soaked in cold sweat.
At this moment, footsteps came from the door, and someone knocked on the door.
He spoke almost conditioned.
Come in.
The door was pushed open, and an officer walked in and saluted respectfully.
Mr. Charas, Mr. President hopes you can go to the Presidential Palace.Regarding the investigation of the Golden Coast, he wanted to discuss with you some doubts.
Golden Coast?
Charas was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he remembered that it was the investigation ship that was heading to Haiya Province to establish an outpost.
Realizing this, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
When is it that these guys are still investigating that thing?
But there was an outsider here. He didn't laugh out loud. After calming down for a moment, he turned around and looked at the officer standing at the door, and said gently.
Please tell me Mr. President that I still have some things to deal with here and I will go over and meet him before dusk.
yes!
The officer saluted again and turned away from the room.
The door is closed.
Looking at the room that was quiet again, Charas stopped for a moment, and finally walked to the sofa and picked up the communicator lying on it.
He dialed out a string of numbers cleanly, and his eyes were no longer hesitant, and his voice was not hesitant at all.
As orders were issued, he quickly completed all the deployments he needed to complete before starting the big bet.
Actually, there is nothing to hesitate about.
Arzu's evaluation is correct, he is indeed a weak and incompetent guy.
But unfortunately, the officers and the pro-war factions who pushed him to the stage were actually not really tough guys. They were all fence-bearers who took one step at a time. They wanted benefits but did not dare to take responsibility. They were not just themselves?
At least I have a little bit of strength than them, and I can still make some decisions when it is time to make decisions.
He has no reason to lose this bet!
……
Circular Island Port.
The ceremony to celebrate the water flow was successfully completed. Governor Channing read out the friendly statements of the Circular Island, French Fries Port and the Alliance in front of everyone, while midnight chicken killing was to read out the manager's blessings to local survivors on behalf of the Alliance.
And finally, as promised by the alliance, the freshwater supply pipeline was not affected by the sudden alarm.
Clear water still poured out from the end of the inverted hammer handle, like the rock-solid order.
However, the sudden alarm seemed like a misunderstanding.
At first, everyone around the square was a little panicked, thinking that something big had happened.
However, when they saw the band continue to play music and the ribbon-cutting ceremony continues, they gradually settled down and were immersed in the atmosphere of celebration again.
The celebration is over.
Midnight Killing Chicken, who was standing next to the fountain, grinned and looked at Governor Channing, who still had an incredible expression on his face.
Look, I just said it's okay.
With a lot of questions in his stomach, Channing saw that the Alliance Corps Commander seemed to know something, and finally couldn't help asking.
The explosion just now was...
Killing the chicken in midnight for a moment, and said frankly.
I'm afraid he's a mutant.
Mutants?!Channing was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and blurted out, how could there be mutants in the southern waters?!
He did hear about aquatic mutants with gills and scales, but that creature doesn’t really live in the sea, but builds nests on the shore.
The islands in the southern waters are far away from the coastline, and without the means of driving away alien species, even ships floating on the water cannot be considered safe.
Looking at Channing with an incredible look on his face, he didn't explain the killing of the chicken at midnight, but just took out a tablet from his arms and handed it to his hands.
Just now, the model worker of Volde had shared the scenes taken near the freshwater transport pipeline in the seabed to his terminal equipment through the radio station on the Rou Rou.
Looking at the battle video played on the screen, Channing's Adam's apple moved involuntarily.
Really mutant...
And there are so many!
The dirty sea water was floating with broken limbs, broken arms, weapons, and the aquatic aliens attracted by the smell of blood.
In addition, there is also a huge sea monster, Laken, rolling in the water, as if it was also attracted by those aquatic mutants.
Although the possibility of synthesizing videos is not ruled out, these people obviously did not play the trick that can be exposed with a simple trick.
There is nothing strange about this. The southern waters are right next to the Haiya Province. It is not surprising that the Torch Church has introduced the tresidy to the coast of death.
Looking at Channing whose eyes were stuck to the screen, Midnight Killing Chicken suddenly continued to say as if she was remembering something.
Oh yes, just two months ago, there was a group of mutants trying to attack our port, but fortunately they were targeted by us before they got ashore.
This...is amazing news.Channing looked at him in surprise, and the expression on her face became obviously unnatural.
Mutants.
This is no joke.
The area where the explosion occurred was less than one hundred nautical miles away from the circular island. Since they could swim to that location, it was entirely possible to swim here.
Although there are some defensive forces on the island and they can mobilize reserves if necessary, if they face a sudden attack by a thousand mutants, they may not even have time to send guns to the young men.
The consensus among the settlements in the southern waters is to establish defensive forces at sea, and this is also a strategic policy established in the era of Shelter No. 70.
That is, place the fortress of the Federation on the sea outside the islands, and a fleet of steel is built to block threats from the wasteland.
It is precisely because of this defense mechanism that in the past two hundred years, almost no plunder's speedboats have been close to each island within 100 nautical miles.
However, now, this defense mechanism seems to be ineffective.
There have been two consecutive accidents...
Looking at Governor Channing with a change in expression, he continued to kill the chicken in midnight.
And what is even more intriguing is that on the same day, the maritime patrol teams you patrolled in nearby waters disappeared collectively... Of course, I am not blaming you for not reminding us that our safety is our own business, but you don’t seem to know what’s going on there at all.If I remember correctly, it should be one of your patrol areas.
Two months ago...I remember there was an exercise, and Channing coughed gently, and that might have been a coincidence.
This sentence sounds like exonerating the Federation, but it also seems like convincing itself.
This possibility is indeed not ruled out. Midnight Killing Chicken Paused and said, but I think the Federal Navy should know what happened there. After all, the patrol came back the next day, and the blood on the beach was not cleaned up... Didn't they warn you to beware of the threat of mutants?
Channing's expression gradually became a little unrestrained.
No…Our main enemy is Shelter 70, and the main target of guarding against is their submersibles.
After a pause, his expression gradually became solemn, thinking and muttering to himself.
This is a bit strange... Why are mutants interested in undersea pipelines?
I think you should pay more attention to why the fleet that should have protected you selectively ignores this obvious threat.It is not a joke to let mutants ashore, especially those with scales. I heard that their prey is even more terrible than those green-skinned ones.
That's all.
Killing chickens at midnight didn’t continue on this embarrassing topic.
He knew that although Channing didn't say anything, he must have known it in his heart.
It is more critical to whether a problem is properly resolved.
Otherwise, it has happened twice, and it is very likely that it will not only happen for the third or fourth time, but will happen countless times when people don’t know it.
The Federal Fleet privately acquiesced the military operations of the mutants in the jurisdiction for some purpose without the approval of the command and the permission of the settlements in the southern waters.
Of course, this is just a kind reminder that we have never placed security on others. Whether the Federation's fleet provides us with necessary support, we will deal with those scales on our own.
He glanced at the governor meaningfully, turned around at midnight, ready to take the brothers from the Jungle Corps back to the ship.
Looking at his back, Channing moved his Adam's apple and struggled for a while, finally couldn't help speaking.
Please wait a moment.
Midnight Killing Chicken stopped and turned around, casting a gaze at him for inquiries.
What's wrong?
I think...it is necessary for us to strengthen cooperation in the security field, which may be more imminent than cooperation in the economic field.
A slightly awkward smile appeared on his face, Channing coughed gently, and continued in a difficult tone, "If we are attacked by mutants, I hope to get your support... Of course, the same is true if you are attacked. In addition, as long as the alarm information we receive, we will share it with you."
Since the alliance has a way to lock the mutants and eliminate dangers before they attack the pipeline, it is obvious that they have established a patrol system that includes intelligence searches and interception strikes.
For whatever reason, the two consecutive dereliction of duty by the Federal Fleet have left him unable to trust those guys anymore.
Currently, the circular island is exposed to the threat of mutants, and he needs to add a firewall to the local survivors.
A more reliable firewall.
In exchange, he could share the intelligence network of the ring island with the alliance, and the warning signals received by other islands will also be received at the same time.
In a sense, this is equivalent to the two sides sharing the map view and signing a joint defense agreement verbally.
Although the circular island does not have its own army and fleet, the port itself can also serve as a military facility.
After probably understanding what Channing said, a surprised expression appeared on his face when he killed the chicken at midnight. He smiled heartily and agreed immediately.
no problem!If the opponent is a mutant, we will take action no matter where we are, let alone you are our partners.
He paused, and he continued.
Of course, we are two hundred nautical miles away from you. If we wait for the attack to happen, we will come over and it will be too late.I suggest you better build an 800-meter-long runway next to the island, whether it is concrete or steel. If our planes can land next to your island, we will be able to support you as soon as possible.
After carefully writing down this advice, Channing nodded.
I will have someone arrange it as soon as possible.
……
At the same time as the Jungle Corps evacuated from the port of the Circular Island, the Federal destroyers, who had learned about the situation from the Alliance plane, were continuing to move towards the waters where the battle took place.
Some things cannot be explained clearly in the communication channel and must be confirmed with your own eyes.
There was silence in the bridge.
Whether it was Captain Dongwen or the officers under his command, they were silently staring at the endless sea in front of them.
In fact, whether it is the captain himself or his subordinates, they have heard that friends in the north have been helping them solve some troubles.
However, what they didn't expect was that the one who took action was actually a mutant!
What made them even more unacceptable was that the place where the incident happened was only a hundred nautical miles away from the circular island...
There must be some misunderstandings in this... The adjutant said in a cold sweat, no matter what... the senior management would not use those guys.
There is always a better way.
If it really doesn't work, it's not impossible to let the Federation's fleet take action.
Dongwen didn't say anything, and his eyes were still staring at the ups and downs of the waves in the distance.
At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and a broken arm suddenly appeared among the surging waves.
Soon he discovered that it was not just one...
Incomplete corpses rose and fell with the waves, and their blue scales and skin showed their identity.
The alien species chasing their corpses, gnawing at them by the smell of blood, and ignored the warships near Chi Chi.
The adjutant standing next to Dongwen swallowed and squeezed a sentence out of his throat with difficulty.
…mutants.
And not one or two...
There are so many corpses, at least one thousand!
Realizing this, cold sweat couldn't help but slide off his chin.
If these mutants were allowed to swim southeastward for more than 80 nautical miles along the pipeline, the consequences would probably be unimaginable...
Dong Wen stared silently at the miserable situation on the sea, then glanced at the flickering signal on the sonar screen.
It was a Laken.
It seemed that it felt the signal of mental interference from the warship. It was twisting its injured body and fleeing in the north.
More than a dozen strange-shaped submarines followed behind it, which should be something made by the alliance.
Although these submarines are not in good condition and should have suffered some damage in the previous battle, they do not seem to plan to let go of the prey swimming to their mouths.
After agreeing to support them in the previous communication with the pilot, Dong Wen looked at the adjutant beside him and ordered.
Launch torpedo.
He paused, and he said again.
In addition, use a trawl to catch the bodies of several mutants.
The adjutant nodded seriously and saluted.
yes!
With the issuance of the combat order, a torpedo was shot into the sea from the launcher and galloped towards the target locked by the sonar.
Without any suspense, the torpedo easily hit the target. The explosive air column and fire instantly tore the huge body apart, and in just one shot, the scarred Laken was sent away.
The Alliance's submarine made strange moves and gestured with the robotic arms, as if expressing their gratitude to them.
He ordered his subordinates to send them a communication sound wave and said that he was welcome. Dong Wen walked alone outside the bridge and went to the deck of the destroyer.
It happened that at this moment, a speedboat with a federal flag came from a distance and slowly approached his destroyer.
Dongwen glanced at the man standing on the speedboat and recognized the guy's name. He thought he was Muda, who seemed to be the captain of the maritime patrol team.
Just as he was looking at the man, the man was also looking at him, then he glanced at the trawling net thrown towards the sea.
As if he had made up his mind, the man called the speedboat to approach the destroyer and grabbed the ladder on the hull and climbed up the deck.
Dongwen didn't stop him, but just watched in silence.
It seems that you have a lot of spoils. Fortunately, you found the problem in time and did not allow these swimmers to swim on our island.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the blood-stained sea area, and Muda's voice that walked in front of him was a hint of mockery.
The residents on the circular island were waiting for me to go back and tell them what was going on here. How about the transfer of me?This way I don't have to go offline by myself.
Dong Wen did not take his words and said after a moment of silence.
It seems you know something.
I heard it right, are you asking me?It turns out that the person I have been watching is actually me?Muda looked at him with a surprised expression and said with a smile, "Why don't we just change the boat, you drive my speedboat, I drive your destroyer."
Although it was just an exaggerated joke, the captain seemed to take it seriously and said after thinking about it for a moment.
Not impossible.
Come on.
Muda laughed and looked at the vast sea in the distance.
More than a thousand mutants drove straight into our territorial waters, and our fleet was watching, applauding and cheering them up... You know everything, and you still want to ask for an answer from me. I understood two months ago and couldn't count on you at all.
Dongwen was silent for a long time and sighed.
Sorry, brother.
I am not your brother, Muda glanced at him. You don’t have to say sorry to me, but you should tell the more than 100,000 survivors on the circular island that there are millions of residents in the entire federal government, and they are spending money to support you... Of course, they also support me.
Perhaps out of shame, the captain slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Muda continued to speak.
Hello.
Um?
Tell me the truth. Looking at the captain who looked at him, Muda continued, "Is the person who blown up the current power station really a resident of Sanctuary No. 70?"
Dongwen was silent for a while and spoke slowly.
Probably not.
Muda stared into his eyes.
That's you?
no.
Dong Wen shook his head, waited for a moment, but sighed again.
...but there is no difference.
Muda frowned.
What's the meaning?
The man said without answering this question directly.
We who should have tried to put out the fire acquiesced to the flames that have been ignited and hope that they can deal with the troubles that are not convenient for us to solve by ourselves.At that time, I should have noticed that sooner or later, we who are hesitant will become troubles.
Muda couldn't help asking.
So why do you do this?
Dongwen said calmly.
Because there is only one chance, if we are not decisive, the survivors of the Federation will never unite and pull those pretending to be evil from the altar.And once their managers come back and take out the weapons placed in the shelter, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will not be available again.
What about now?Are we more united?
Mu Da stared at his eyes in a flash. Seeing that he couldn't say a word for a long time, his eyes gradually turned into disappointment.
We originally had hands and feet, and we needed others to shit for us, and then another person would wipe our butts, just because you hid it from me and I hid it from you.
After chewing his lips for a long time, he squeezed out the last half in disappointment.
...How do you tell me to convince myself to continue to believe you.
Dongwen looked into the distance, not wanting to look at the disappointed eyes, and reached out to gently straighten the officer's hat on his head.
What I said is precisely because I think it is not good to do this. I don't expect you to continue to believe me...but please give me another chance.
Muda could feel that the sentence was not like saying it to him, but more like the survivors of the circular island behind him.
The disappointment and ridicule in his eyes gradually faded, and he asked in a serious tone.
What else are you going to do?
Make up for previous mistakes.
When he said this, Dong Wen paused for a moment, took out a card the size of a thumb from his arms and handed it to the patrol captain.
This is a memory card that holds recordings of his and Charas's call, and an audio he recorded himself after that.
It contains some things that everyone in the Federation Fleet knows a little, but dare not make it clear.
He knew that this thing alone could not convince everyone.
But he believed that he could convince at least some guys like him.
Muda looked at him in confusion and asked.
This is?
Staring into his eyes, Dongwen said solemnly.
Take it to the port of Anle Island and hand it over to those who are waiting for me there.
Looking at the memory card in his hand, Muda looked at him for a moment and asked.
Why don't you go by yourself?
I'm going to go to Beidao.
Looking at the direction to the north, his eyes gradually became firmer, and his voice no longer had any hesitation or hesitation.
At this moment, he was like a real captain.
There have been cracks in our cabin.
Before this crack expands to irreversible, someone must come forward and correct the mistakes that have been made!
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