Chapter 447: How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible
Dongfeng, side corridor.
Yang Ming looked at the planet in front of him. The energy released by the shaped charge bomb produced a slight tremor, and his mood fluctuated slightly.
Both the Imperial Army and the Military Intelligence Bureau asked Yang Ming to keep the top leaders of this terrorist organization as witnesses to accuse the New Federation in the future, but Yang Ming refused.
Nothing else.
How can we not eliminate the main culprit and let the minor evils go?
If the old man and his men were allowed to survive, there would inevitably be political games involved in the future, and the final outcome of the political games was uncertain, so they still had a chance to survive.
Yang Ming would never give them this opportunity.
"boss."
Lu's projection appeared behind Yang Ming.
“Operations in other areas have gradually come to an end, and the sixteen terrorist bases we targeted have been completely destroyed.
"The CIA suffered a defeat in terms of intelligence and is now actively mobilizing resources. The seventy-four resistance organizations near the border of the empire that we have marked have simultaneously switched to a defensive posture, and many of the organizations' top leaders have begun to flee.
“With our intelligence support has begun a simultaneous crackdown. Those organizations that have no connection with Captain Catherine have received our priority strike package.
"We only need to wait one or two galactic days before the second wave of attacks will have a noticeable effect."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I'm going to face off against Catherine soon. I'm quite nervous."
"Uh, are you afraid of hurting Captain Catherine?"
"I'm mainly worried about hurting her," Yang Ming smiled and shrugged, "Just kidding, you take charge of the overall arrangements."
"Boss, the video we released turned out to be surprisingly good."
"Um?"
Yang Ming wondered, "Did you really get it right?"
"You see, I understand human nature fairly well."
Lu raised his chin proudly:
“I told you that things that everyone has agreed on will have a different effect if you shout them out with a loudspeaker. And we were particularly lucky this time because we caught the old guy who had not been dealt with by the CIA in advance. Now the CIA is in a passive position everywhere.
“The CIA is definitely going to strike back against the Empire to maintain its strong position within its own camp.
"However, the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency will bear this part of the pressure for us. We just need to proceed at our own pace."
"The military."
Yang Ming sighed and said slowly:
“I originally had a favorable impression of the military. They are the spiritual sustenance of the imperial soldiers and also an iron wall protecting the empire.
“Now that I am truly standing on the opposite side of the empire, I realize that the other side of the military is so dark.
“In essence, they are just a peripheral force of the Sherman family.
"I'm not saying they are evil or despicable. Essentially, I'm on the same side as them, but we're on different sides right now."
"Boss," Lu Wen said, "As our subsequent plans progress, we will inevitably be completely separated from the imperial power structure, unless we make some concessions."
"We have already embarked on this path. It would be a shame to retreat."
Yang Ming shook his head and smiled:
"Time is running out, and all plans must be carried out step by step. What's the situation with Forerunner No. 5?"
"No problem, boss. I have already started to work on the environment in Yada Democracy. If we want her to become a celebrity, it will only take two months," Lu quickly reported. "When the game starts is under our control to a certain extent. However, if the Faya civilization urges us, we must also consider the opinions of Faya."
"Let No. 5 continue to enjoy her life," Yang Ming said. "I don't know what the name Papalocka means in her native language."
“It’s a transliteration.”
"Has the military started the meeting?"
"It started. Admiral Thomas had a private interview, and then he attended a virtual meeting with the three current supreme commanders of the Empire."
Lu said softly:
“I can’t monitor this meeting right now, which is a hidden danger.
"However, we can infer the content of their meetings through the orders they issued and the subsequent policy changes."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Guess, will they deal with me directly?"
"Thirty percent chance."
"I really hope they attack me directly, then our follow-up matters will be much easier."
"There's a 70 percent chance that they're trying to be nice to you, boss," Lu said gently. "Unless they get a clear signal from the Sherman family, they won't take the risk of being retaliated against offline by you. It's a common trait of humans that they value their lives more as they get older."
"Well," Yang Ming smiled with narrowed eyes, and suddenly changed the subject, "Now I have a feeling that fighting against humans is too boring... Is it my fault?"
Lu hummed a few times: "This should be your own fault, Boss. Your individual combat power is too strong. The ancient god life form is too powerful for the current human civilization in the Milky Way and cannot provide you with a sense of oppression. If you want to have some fun, you can destroy the reserved ninety-nine groups of cells."
Yang Ming: …
"Lü, do you think there's something wrong with my brain?"
"Boss, you are healthy from every perspective."
"Then why would I destroy my cell mass!" Boss Yang glared cursed, "Hurry up and get to work!"
"Hey hey," Lu quickly slipped away.
After her projection disappeared, a dialog box popped up in front of Yang Ming, containing some words that could be considered encouraging.
[Boss, please cheer up and do your best.]
[Now, your enemy is not an individual human being, nor a powerful group of space Zerg, but the national will of the Sherman Empire. ]
Boss Yang shrugged slightly, raised his hand and summoned a physical book, intending to use reading to pass the next two galaxy hours of travel time.
National will.
The concrete form of this thing is actually the old emperor, the Sherman family, the "Levi" semi-permanent fleet, and the huge mecha of the Imperial Star.
Damn.
The pressure suddenly increased hundreds of times.
Boss Yang's forehead was full of black lines. He threw the book away and walked towards the combat simulation room.
Men, don't let yourself relax.
…
Virtual meeting of the highest-level personnel of the Imperial Military.
The bigwigs of the imperial military gathered together, and a group of old men watched the scene playing over and over again in front of them, as if they were under the spell of collective silence.
In the picture, the ancient god life form simulated by the ghost with red light film was stared at by tens of thousands of people, and then these tens of thousands of people lowered their heads and started killing each other, and the square soon turned into a purgatory.
bite!
The picture freezes at the moment when a ghost figure falls.
These old men in the imperial military sighed with emotion one by one.
"What do you think?"
The old man in the middle said in a deep voice:
“The Ancient God Warrior has a tendency to evolve into an Ancient God life form. The power he possesses is far beyond our imagination. If this ability is used on our fleet, our fleet will be burned to ashes in a very short time.
“Today’s meeting is a closed-door meeting, and everyone does not need to feel any burden, just say whatever you want to say.
"This young man has taken the initiative to put pressure on us to protest. We old bones can't keep burying our heads in the sand."
There was an immediate objection from the edge: "But is this definitely an action by the White Ghost targeting our military?"
"otherwise?"
"He deliberately used the Military Intelligence Bureau to hold a video conference this time. Wasn't it just for us to see?"
"What I care more about is the intelligence power he controls. He has played the New Federal CIA around in circles. Our Military Intelligence Bureau has become a tool in his hands, and one of his tools at that."
"The Empire has cultivated an incredible hero."
"What should we do now? Should we openly attack him? Don't forget, he is the public opinion now. He is the savior and hero of hundreds of billions of people in the empire. Anyone who messes with him is messing with the public opinion. Even His Majesty and the Round Table are extremely afraid of him."
"Our discussion here won't actually have any effect."
"Yes, the attitude towards the White Ghost actually depends on the higher-ups."
The conference room was quiet for a while.
Although the young Admiral Thomas wanted to say something, he absolutely could not express any support for Ghost under such circumstances.
Moreover, before the meeting, his three leaders, the three supreme commanders of the empire, had cordial conversations with him.
"Let's put the White Ghost issue aside for now. We will report the truth to His Majesty later."
The Supreme Commander groaned for a few seconds:
“This time, White Ghost’s actions have opened up a new situation. No matter what he wants to do, he is actually making profits for the empire.
“Who will take the lead this time?
"Contact the media and focus on promoting the military's efforts to combat terrorism. Omit the white ghost from the propaganda. Send out a signal and see how the public reacts.
"Has the Foreign Affairs Bureau made any moves?"
“They have issued a formal protest and strong condemnation of the new federation.”
"Well, okay, let's take the name first. If we can launch another expedition, the New Federation will most likely collapse."
The old people all smiled a little.
Going on another expedition shortly after the Great Insect Tide was not a good thing for the empire's national image, its soldiers, or its economy.
But who doesn’t have a few young people in their family, and who doesn’t have a small interest group?
The significance of the military can only be infinitely magnified in war.
at the same time.
Another virtual meeting was being held based on the server installed in the Imperial Palace module, and it was not very lively.
More than twenty members of the Sherman family's ruling faction attended the meeting.
Behind Director Ino, Princess Daphne, who was wearing only light makeup, was listening to the discussion of the elders with her lips pursed and brows frowned.
They showed a strong fear and not too obvious hostility towards the White Ghost.
" What does ?"
"Does he really think that the Empire is a place where he can do whatever he wants?"
"Don't say that. Haven't you seen clearly what he said before? He doesn't look down on the Empire, but he looks down on the low-dimensional world. He is an insect extermination machine cultivated by the Fayya people, and he will go to the high-dimensional world to continue working for the Fayya people."
"What is his purpose in publicly putting pressure on the military this time?"
"Is this putting pressure on the military? This is just a slap in our face."
"Ino, White Ghost is considered the Imperial hero you trained. What do you think now?"
"What do you think?" Director Ino pushed up his nonexistent glasses and smiled with narrowed eyes. "I don't have any feelings. I just think that we don't need to be too wary of him."
"Why?"
“Because of the rules.”
Director Ino said slowly:
“You probably don’t have much interest in understanding the rules of the forerunners, but he must now seek a living environment for his home planet.
“From this perspective, the ultimate goal of all his actions is to gain more power, more resources, and more influence.
"He clings to his reputation and doesn't want to fall because he still doesn't trust the Sherman Empire. He thinks we won't protect his home planet, and he wants to make sure his home planet doesn't become a slave-plundering place. That's all.
"Including the sympathy he expressed for the Domingos this time, it was based on this point."
A skinny old man frowned and said, "Yino."
"Grandpa," Director Ino said softly, "Please give me your instructions."
"You are too confident. This is your shortcoming," the old man said slowly. "We still cannot be sure of the true goal of this Forerunner. If he believes that splitting the empire and turning it into a democratic country will be more conducive to the future survival and development of his home planet, then why doesn't he do so?"
Director Ino pondered for a long time.
The old man said slowly:
“The simplest thing is that he doesn’t want the privileges given by the empire, but wants prestige and influence among the people. This in itself speaks for itself.
“Don’t add all kinds of preconceived adjectives to simple issues. Only by making decisions based on facts and reliable information can you minimize risks.”
"Yes, Grandpa."
Director Ino bowed his head and answered.
The old man waved his hands with some effort and said softly:
"The young man's recent actions have touched our bottom line. We must make him understand that what we need is a dog that bites, not a person who stands and seeks dialogue with us.
"Daphne, get ready. After we suppress him, we need you to give him some comfort."
"Yes," Daphne immediately bowed her head and accepted the order.
After the old man spoke, the whole meeting became much quieter.
Someone asked: "Then how can we suppress him?"
"Do I need to teach you this?" The old man frowned and asked, "Are the descendants of the Sherman family becoming less and less capable of fighting?"
Most of the people present could only bow their heads.
The old man sighed and continued:
“First, edit and release the footage of the White Ghost slaughtering the terrorist organization to create a substantial shock and panic among the people.
"At the same time, we created public opinion that 'the white ghost is essentially a monster, not a human being', and then used the argument that 'we humans are protected by terrible creatures' to slowly change the public's impression of him, and then used the relationship of 'breeder and livestock' to cause people to reject him.
“Isn’t this a very routine operation?
"You guys, you just live a life of drunkenness and debauchery on a daily basis, without even the necessary means. I have reminded you many times that you should learn how different political systems control and influence the people.
"The pressure that White Ghost put on the military this time just gave us an opportunity to counter him. If a person's reputation has reached its peak, then what awaits him is not a decline, right?
"We must take full advantage of ordinary people's voyeurism and sense of superiority to take countermeasures against them.
"What are you standing there for? Go and do this first.
"Also, have the military move a deep-sea air base near his territory to create a substantial deterrent to his territory.
"Please ask His Majesty the Emperor to host a banquet for his parents, and then use his parents to create some dirty news, such as his father's drunken and promiscuous behavior.
"The most basic thing is that you have to publicly express your support for White Ghost, tie yourself to White Ghost's current reputation, and then assimilate him step by step."
Director Ino asked: "Grandpa, are you assuming that the white ghost is our enemy?"
"It's not an assumption, he is," the old man said, "All forces that are not completely under our control are our enemies."
"Yes, I understand. I will arrange these things myself."
The old man shook his head and said, "If I were born two hundred years later and lived in the same era as you, you guys would not even know why you died. It's really... my Sherman family has fallen."
The group of people fell into complete silence.
…
On the other side, inside the Dongfeng.
Yang Ming was wearing headphones and only a pair of shorts. He was twisting his waist and hips to the beat of the music in the captain's lounge.
There is always a sense of déjà vu of Hai Lan Zhi Wu.
"Uh," Lu's voice sounded in the headset, "Boss, we have to prepare for the next battle. Captain Catherine has already set out, the military has begun a comprehensive encirclement and suppression of the resistance organizations in the country, and the CIA has also mobilized a large number of secret fleets. There may be a fierce battle next."
"knew."
Yang Ming shook her three-centimeter-long "hair", whistled as she walked toward the closet, and hummed a tune from her hometown.
"How lonely it is to be invincible~"
