Walk alone in the abyss

The missile attack happened half an hour ago.

"Alison, is this your plan? Propaganda to our worst enemy?"

"Enemy? I don't think so, Lord Chancellor."

Allison laughed: "There are no enemies in politics, only interests.

"Master Speaker, please listen to me first.

"Whether the White Specter is for the purpose of protecting civilians or imperial officials, there is a high probability that it will intercept missiles.

"If he does not intercept, as long as the missiles we choose are controllable and will not be directly detonated even if they hit directly, the situation can be controlled within a certain range.

"The missile did not explode. We can say that this is a threat initiated by a terrorist organization in an attempt to prevent the peace talks between the empire and us. By the way, this incident is listed as another proof of 'the behind-the-scenes instigation of the two great powers' all-out war'.

"If he intercepts, then we will find a way to make him intercept successfully, and then start the second step of the plan, publicize and build momentum, and portray the white ghost as a hero who saved hundreds of thousands of protesters at the scene.

"Yes, the White Ghost is our sworn enemy, but that's on the basis that the Bug Project is really what we did.

"The deaths and injuries from the war between the two countries, and the White Ghost's retaliation against the CIA base, can be seen as his taking orders from his superiors as a soldier.

"While we praise White Specter, we will also attack him to ensure that he will not become a real democratic hero. All we need to do is spread the word that this attack was originally a performance project prepared by White Specter for himself. A hedge against the prestige he has generated among the populace.

"Whether it is the field control of launching missiles or the follow-up public opinion propaganda, our supercomputer matrix can easily complete it.

"And then there's the third step, the final step."

Senator Allison exhaled softly:

"We first portrayed the white ghost as a hero who saved civilians, expressed our respect and admiration for him, and then allowed him to enter a fake patent database for investigation, and only allowed him to be alone.

"The empire will agree, because what the empire wants is for us to lower our profile and admit defeat. The white ghost entered the database for investigation, and their goal has been achieved.

"And we put the white ghost up first, because he saved hundreds of thousands of Chinese citizens, and only allowed him to enter. The public will only think that this is paying back the favor of the white ghost, and the resistance will be much reduced.

"This plan has also been deduced by the supercomputing matrix, and the success rate is 90%, and the negative impact is 95% lower than that of allowing the entire investigation team to enter.

"Of course, we must be careful enough to beware of the white ghost, it is best to get a fake database..."

Dozens of old people on the other side of the projection fell into deep thought.

"Alison, how did you come up with this plan?"

"It came to me suddenly," Alison shook his head slightly, "White Specter has developed to this day and has already gained too much popularity. Why can't we change our thinking and transform his appeal, popularity, and strength into something we also want to use?" A usable weapon, if it can divide him from the imperial camp, that would be great."

"Let's briefly discuss that this plan is worth trying, but there are still many shortcomings."

"Yes," Alison said hastily, "My experience is too shallow, and there will be many gaps in thinking about the problem. I can only provide you with a little idea."

The old man who spoke nodded in satisfaction, then hung up the communication.

Alison raised his hand to straighten his collar, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No matter how strong an individual is, they are still just pawns in a chess game.

Try to be a chess player, dear Hunton.

...

Two hours after the missile attack.

"It's broken, it's being held up."

In the newly changed hotel, Yang Ming paced back and forth in the room, muttering this sentence constantly.

The outside of the hotel is under strict control and defense. Thousands of soldiers have blocked all intersections, and there are drones in the sky to guard against all directions.

Even, the New Federation brought in several shipboard shield generators to completely wrap up this luxury hotel.

In the room, the two powerful deputy chiefs of the empire, Gris, two officers of the secret force, and Mimily, who had changed into a military uniform, were all reading messages with their heads down.

Gries swears, and curses: "These shameless people! I really am! They even started to say that the white ghost is a ghost born to protect the weak and protect the common people. It is caused by the empire's high-pressure policy on the common people. Negative feedback generated!"

"What are they trying to do?"

An old aunt said worriedly:

"The CIA of the New Federation is constantly taking the rhythm, dividing the past part of the white ghost's attack on the New Federation into misunderstanding and execution of orders.

"They also said that the White Specter would be the most critical figure in overthrowing the Empire."

The two officers also said:

"This missile attack, on the contrary, no one has paid attention to it. They are all concerned about the white ghost saving hundreds of thousands of new federal citizens."

"Shouldn't they go and find out who is responsible for the terrorist attack? Is there really a third-party force trying to keep the two great powers at loggerheads?"

The two deputy chiefs looked up at the officers and shook their heads.

One person said: "This is obviously the new federation directing and acting on its own."

Yang Ming sighed:

"It is indeed the case. These missiles are very advanced. Their speed is limited, and they are launched in an arc on purpose. If they really want to attack us, they should be launched in a straight line instead of leaving enough time for me to react.

"In addition, the missile itself is not afraid of long-distance shooting by ordinary laser guns. The missile that is blown up by the laser gun should be detonated in the air by itself, like setting off fireworks.

"The missile that I shot into the air in the end was also detonated remotely by them... They just want me to save these people."

"Why?" Gris was a little puzzled, "Establish your reputation? Then drive a wedge between you and the empire? Make the empire's top management not trust you?"

Mimi Li snorted: "Divorce is only their very small purpose. What they are most likely to do is to make uncle a representative of the empire, first to make uncle a hero of the common people of all mankind, and then only to allow uncle to enter their The Chinese Patent Office conducted investigations and went through the motions, which not only gave the empire an explanation, but also minimized the backlash of public opinion."

Yang Ming glanced at Mimi Li.

Her little head turned around quite quickly.

Mimily added: "I didn't analyze it, I saw it on the Internet."

The source of the news is obviously Xiaoli.

Gris laughed: "Uncle."

Yang Ming rubbed the center of his brows: "Trouble the two bureau chiefs, and quickly report this news to the country."

"Understood," the uncle got up and went to the corner to send a message.

They have their own means of communication.

The old aunt asked with concern: "Handon, are you hurt?"

"No," Yang Ming shook his head, "As long as the high temperature generated by this explosion is not on my scalp, it won't hurt me. What I'm afraid of is the ion beam of the ship's main gun."

"It's good that you're not injured. Alas, if the situation develops as this young lady expected later, it's actually a way to deal with the higher-ups."

Yang Ming pondered a few times.

His wigs can work as long as they are close to the local storage server of the new Federal State Patent Office.

The problem is, if there is no one to cooperate with him, it is difficult for him to have a chance to put his hair on his own.

The New Federation must not give him a hood or something?

Yang Ming couldn't help cursing: "This Alison is quite capable of making troubles, he knows how to fish in troubled waters."

"Alison?" Gris laughed, "Is that the congressman who debated with you?"

"Hmm," Yang Ming said, "This guy is a key figure, don't underestimate him, the move that the New Federation made today is most likely his idea."

"How should we fight back?" Mimily asked directly.

She folded her arms, leaning against the wall, her feet crossed leisurely, and there was a bit of yearning for battle in those charming jewel-like eyes.

Yang Ming glanced at the network access terminal in his hand.

[The white ghost saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. This is a kind of sadness, but also a kind of joy. 】

[The fighters of the civilian class, the rebels under the imperial oppressive system. 】

【White Specter's attack on our new federation is based on the fact that he was deceived by a third-party force and mistakenly believed that the new federation was killing imperial civilians. 】

[Perhaps, we also need our own white ghost. 】

[White Ghost Galaxy Fan Support Club in New Federal Branch is looking forward to your joining. 】

Ah this!

Xiaoli is still advertising while it's hot!

The CIA is able to use human power to fight against the army of mechanical thinking bodies in the cyber navy.

Yang Ming forced himself to calm down.

It made him feel quite uncomfortable to be led by the nose, especially since this was Congressman Alison's counterattack. If he didn't accept the move, it would be equivalent to losing the game.

Of course, Yang Ming had no interest in this kind of emotional conflict.

His thoughts quickly shifted to how to use the current events in the new federation to have a certain impact on the empire and continue to pressurize the red-hot boiler of the empire.

"Mimilie?"

"uh-huh?"

Yang Ming raised his head to look at Mimi Li, and suddenly blinked: "You...you come to do two things."

Mimi Li pointed the ring in her hand at Yang Ming, and Li Zheng listened to Yang Ming's orders through this piece of equipment.

Yang Ming said slowly: "The first thing, I want to have our own voice on the Internet, edit the video of me chopping bugs, and spread it on the network of Minte City. Second, help me prepare a video In the current environment, I will publish a small video to ensure that my video will have enough spread to take advantage of this wave of popularity."

"Okay," Mimily immediately nodded and agreed, then turned and walked towards the office attached to the suite.

— Actually Ritsu does this.

Yang Ming looked at Greis again, and said with a smile: "What time do they plan to meet next time?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

"Okay, Gris, please help me make an appointment with Representative Alison. I will meet him alone at night, in the lobby of this hotel. Just say, I have something to talk to him about."

Gris nodded: "Then you remember to make a recording, don't explain it unclear later, many officials and lords in the empire are narrow-minded."

The uncle and aunt on the side frowned and looked over.

Gries quickly changed his words: "People as generous as these two bureau chiefs are extremely rare."

Yang Ming gave a thumbs up.

For this guy's reaction speed.

...

In Minter City's regional network, discussions about white ghosts are becoming more and more popular.

Along with this, related topics have begun to appear in the New Federation Ring First Star Administrative Region, as well as the Milky Way Interstellar Network.

A missile attack seems to have changed the attitude of the people of the New Federation towards the White Ghost. The number of registrations of the White Ghost in the fan station of the New Federation quickly exceeded 3 million, and the number of reservations for genuine figures has reached a considerable number.

Yang Ming once doubted life.

Is this still the New Federation?

Is this still the new federation that was held down and beaten by him several times, and even dared not fart even after being taken over by the base?

Want to get it if you can't destroy him?

Good guy, if this enthusiasm really exists, then everyone really has the attribute of shaking M.

Facing the enemy, this is not kindness at all. This is simply the reincarnation of the Buddha. When Gandhi comes, he will shout the old federal iron six six six.

Yang Ming could only use foul language for this.

Minter City refers to this entire planet. The diameter of this planet is relatively short, and the surface has only 0.8 galactic standard gravity. Most of the surface has been transformed into a comfortable residential area to accommodate half of the Milky Way. The rich class, the bottom of the ocean is covered with automated and semi-automated factories, and it is the most important high-tech production area of ​​the new federation.

The rotation speed of Minter City is also quite fast. There are only 16 galaxies in a day and night, and their own time units are also popular here.

Therefore, Yang Ming just squinted for a while before being told by Gries that Senator Alison had arrived.

Yang Ming planned to go into battle lightly.

But Gris followed up worriedly, and handed a button recording device to Yang Ming.

"Be safe, this is really not a joke, you have to make the rear trust you."

Yang Ming looked at Greis with a serious face, but didn't insist much, and fastened the button on his chest.

When he took the multi-axis elevator and entered the hotel lobby, he was immediately delighted to see the "similar" sitting in the rest area.

A monitoring device was also attached to Alison's chest, and it seemed that it was still broadcasting live.

something.

Yang Ming strolled over with his hands behind his back, and sat opposite Alison, but Alison didn't even bother to get up to say hello, so Yang Ming sighed after sitting down.

Both of them didn't take the initiative to speak, they were both staring at the countless high-rise buildings outside the window.

"Minter City is a good place," Yang Ming sighed.

Alison nodded slightly: "Mimilie is also a nice lady."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Sorry, she is mine now."

"Really?" Alison said indifferently, "I'm actually curious about how weak your hometown is that those guys will give you such preferential treatment."

Yang Ming clicked his tongue, and an interesting thought came to his mind.

The No. 2 forerunner in front of me has a deep hatred with the No. 3 forerunner who is in the Guell League.

That was a 'friendship' with a headshot.

Yang Ming said slowly: "You know about a chance of resurrection, right?"

Alison raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded calmly: "Don't talk about these more confidential topics publicly."

"Is there any need to hide it?" Yang Ming spread his hands and asked, "When the game starts, in a few years, each faction will suddenly have billions or even tens of billions of people, can this be concealed? ? Isn't our meaning to properly handle the relationship in this aspect so that they can better integrate?"

Allison said indifferently: "We are competitors."

"You're wrong, Alison," Yang Ming said indifferently, "We don't have competition, we are already independent from our hometown, and therefore, we must serve our respective camps and make our respective camps stronger."

Allison asked rhetorically: "If there is no competition, why are you trying so hard to deal with the new federation?"

"What I am dealing with is not the New Federation, but the enemies who want to deal with me!"

Yang Ming stared at Alison:

"You should have known for a long time that the moment the game starts, the instantaneous power structure of the galaxy will become the basis for the evolution of the game.

"Aren't I going to expose the bug-burying plan of the New Federation, let the empire be weakened by the New Federation, and then let my hometown fail miserably due to the weakening of the main faction in the late-game confrontation?

"It's something we have to consider for ourselves, Allison."

"The bug burying project was not done by the New Federation," Allison replied rigorously, and then added, "The New Federation is a democratic country, and we have been being maliciously attacked by other competitors."

Yang Ming stared at Alison with a sneer.

Alison didn't continue to talk about these "rhetoric" interests, and sighed softly: "Now, you have become a hero of the New Federation and have been loved and accepted by the people. What are you going to do? Why don't you stay in the New Federation? , The empire is the real enemy, and it is not a problem to accommodate billions more people here."

"Don't try to challenge the rules of their game."

Yang Ming leaned on the sofa, raised his legs, and said slowly:

"If you make a move, of course I will choose to accept it. As for what I want to do, I'll check the time... It should have appeared on the Internet by now, you can check it yourself."

Alison frowned slightly, took out the network access terminal and glanced at it.

A push message came directly to him.

[White Ghost sincerely invites reformed fighters across the New Federation to engage in a friendly fighting match to determine whether the soldiers of the New Federation still have the blood that human fighters should retain. 】

Alison looked up at Yang Ming, with some thoughts in his eyes.

Yang Ming shrugged slightly: "It's just an itchy hand, don't worry, I won't kill anyone."

"what you up to?"

"You will know tomorrow."