All Heavens: I haven’t been a human being since Storm Red

Chapter 21: Our country’s mechas are none of your business (please read)

In the empty conference room, the big screen lit up.

Then, it divided into a dozen square grids, and a dozen faces emerged, from different countries.

Sterk and Chen Sheng stood in front of the miniature camera, their facial features tense and their expressions cold.

Because these people are representatives of the hard-line wall faction in various countries, and they are also the officials and dignitaries who have asked Steck to make compromises and concessions time and time again.

For example, the blond man next to seat C is named Charles. He is not a congressman or a famous politician, but he is a contractor for monster wall projects in several countries. He cooperates with the government to build it, providing people, materials, and designs. Make money, earn fame, and make connections.

Therefore, he can be regarded as a core member of the hard-line wall faction.

The mecha army was so glorious and lively in the past, and it paid immeasurable blood and sweat for mankind. However, because of a few light orders from the hard-line wall faction, the mecha factory was closed, a large amount of financial funds were reduced, and all bases were shut down. , laid off most of the staff, just to divert more money to Monster Wall.

What makes Sterk and others angry is not only the neglect of the mecha troops, but also the aggrieved feeling of being stupid enough to get angry.

After all, almost everyone engaged in mecha-related industries is not optimistic about the so-called wall, and hates the hard-line wall defenders who waste human time and money.

With this skill, a lot of new fifth-generation mechas can be produced!

Even if the monster wall is repaired, what will happen?

Sooner or later, a steady stream of monsters will crowd the earth, and then randomly open blind boxes. Today, the monster veterans eat cherry blossoms with kimchi, and tomorrow they will go to the opposite side to drink some northeastern wind full of freedom, or cross the ocean to experience some Nordic style. Let Atlantic, who has been watching the show, also experience the fear endured by Pacific.

Wash the sea with nuclear bombs!

Why, the monster wall can also block nuclear radiation? Is the earth’s ecology no longer needed?

Instead of solving the root cause of the problem, we indulge in meaningless and useless work and work hard, only to realize in the end that we have taken the wrong path.

This is a simple and easy-to-understand truth, but some people just don't listen to it. Instead, they tell you to shut up with arrogance and disgust. This is something Stecker is deeply aware of, and he has been pointed at his head and scolded by several of his own bosses.

These old guys behind the key screen, sitting in the office and just talking, hastily decided the future of mankind.

"Gentlemen." Sterk bowed his head and saluted.

"You don't need to say anything. We know very well about Storm Red." The white-haired old man occupying the C position said forcefully. His surname is Lake. He is the leader of the hard-line wall faction and has extremely high power.

Sterk frowned and vaguely understood.

The hard-line fence-sitters may have gotten the news as early as the beginning. The reason why they have been holding back and not taking any action is probably because they are not sure about the authenticity of Chu Xin and are afraid of making an own mistake. However, as Newton's synaesthesia was confirmed, Everything is true, no, it popped up immediately after the ghost car was solved.

It’s just that we don’t know what kind of medicine the hard-line fence-sitters are selling in their gourds.

"Is Storm Red saying that the monster wall is useless?" Lake said.

"Yes." Sterk answered.

Lake stopped asking questions and remained silent in a gloomy tone.

"We can cooperate with it, but we need an equal relationship, rather than just doing whatever it says." Another old man in his sixties said slowly.

"Yes, civilized negotiations should respect each other. Peace is the only way to promote relations." An old woman in her fifties agreed.

It sounds nice, but there is always a hint of arrogance in their tone and eyes that cannot be hidden.

Chen Sheng almost laughed out loud, equality and respect? This word is particularly ironic coming from this group of people.

What's more, the other party comes from a higher-level civilization. Being able to help humans fight against the pioneers without asking for anything in return is already burning incense and worshiping Buddha. It is simply a fantasy to try to seek more benefits.

When others help you, you are picky and reluctant. Isn't this mean?

"Everyone, how do we know whether this alien civilization of unknown origin is cooperating with us out of friendship? What if it is the same invader as the pioneer, but uses different methods?" someone said.

"There is no need for outsiders to intervene in Earth's affairs. As long as the monster wall is repaired as soon as possible, we will have plenty of time to eliminate the monsters!" A more radical official said displeased.

Charles immediately smiled and said, "Yes, all the monster walls are about to be completed and have entered the final stage. Is it possible that all these years of hard work have been wasted just because of his casual words?"

Hearing this, Sterk couldn't hold himself any longer. He squinted his eyes and said as calmly as possible, "Isn't it because of your casual words that the mecha troops gradually withdrew from the stage of history, and the sacrifices of those soldiers were in vain? "

"Mr. Steck, please be careful with your words and don't bring your personal emotions to work." Lake said bluntly.

When he spoke, the others shut up obediently.

"There is room for discussion on this matter, but we need to sign a more detailed cooperation agreement with Storm Crimson, so that it will guarantee that it will not interfere in human affairs, fully cooperate with our actions, and provide all intelligence information about the pioneers and monsters. Once it and the civilization behind it show malicious intent, we will fight back at all costs." Lake said solemnly.

"In addition, Storm Red, as a special being, cannot stay in the Broken Dome, nor should it go to war," Lake said matter-of-factly, "I have sent a helicopter, and today I will invite it to Peanut Stew to enjoy the highest treatment we have prepared for it, and conduct Deep conversation.”

Translate: I want to put this unstable guy Storm Red under house arrest and not let him wander around the earth. In addition, you Sterk are not qualified to sign any agreement with it on behalf of mankind.

There was dead silence in the conference room, and the smell of gunpowder gradually filled the air.

Sterk slowly raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I cannot agree with your approach."

Lake and others looked shocked. Their first reaction was that the video equipment was malfunctioning. How dare Sterk, who has always been unsmiling (honest), say such a thing!

"Do you know the consequences of doing this!" Lake scolded with wide eyes.

Sterk took off the hat on his head and said calmly, "After the war is over, I will voluntarily resign from my post. By the way, I don't need your pension. I can keep it to build the wall."

"You still want to wait until the war is over? If we say nothing, you will have to go to court-martial tomorrow!" the most radical person threatened.

Sterk remained calm, "You can't live without me. Only the dying me can control the Shattered Dome and control the increasingly chaotic situation. No one in this position can change it."

He paused, "The monster wall hasn't been completely completed yet, and level four monsters have appeared, so you need the mecha's delay even more to buy you time."

For a moment, more than a dozen people were speechless.

Lake's thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't find anything to say to refute Sterk.

This is the first time that Sterk has shown his toughness as a supreme commander, a mecha warrior, and a soldier in front of the hard-line wall faction, explaining to them what true toughness means.

"My request is very simple. Let me be responsible for the cooperation with Storm Red. You build the wall and we continue to fight monsters without interfering with each other." Sterk said.

Veins popped up on Lake's forehead. He took a sip of coffee and said, "Let's not talk about these things for now. My people are almost at the Broken Dome."

Sterk frowned deeply. He was a little powerless, but if he couldn't handle this matter well, Chu Xin, who had already developed a grudge against humans, and the civilization behind him might really give up on the earth.

At this time, Chen Sheng stepped forward and opened the laptop before Lake and others could speak.

Above is a man with a Chinese character face who is nearly sixty years old. His hair is meticulously combed back, his facial features are straight, and he is not angry or intimidating.

Without saying a word, he first looked at a dozen faces from left to right, and then said, "Do our country's mechas have the turn of everyone here to speak?"

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