860 Sending the God of Plague
"Do you want to go to war with the US military? Hahaha!"
A crazy laughter echoed in the hall. In a huge and luxurious conference room, a group of people sitting upright listened to the sound and their expressions were not very good. The conference room was arranged very carefully, and everything from the table to the chairs and even the paintings on the wall was full of meaning. The middle-aged and elderly people in the conference room were naturally worthy of the top decoration in the house.
Some of them wore suits, some wore military uniforms, some had no reputation, and some were well-known.
Those who are well-known will show their faces in the CCTV News broadcast from time to time. Although they can only flash through the corners of the picture, they often act as followers of certain main characters, and it is even less likely that the host will mention their names specifically. But if they are placed anywhere slightly outside, they will be received as gods in fear.
In most places, they are big names, big shots, big shots, and big shots.
But in this conference room, their seats have to be taken aside. Those who do not have the reputation are the ones who can sit in the middle.
As a hearing, the specifications of this meeting are amazingly high. The opinions formed in this hearing will be summarized and compiled as soon as possible and submitted to the highest level to go to the top level to listen to the sky, as an important support for the highest level of the country to make major decisions.
Of course, someone wanted to speak at the hearing. In the speech seat, the new national hero and household name Cobra showed a slightly weird smile at the big guy in the room: "When I heard such interesting words, I couldn't help but want to ask the opposing debaters: Why do we want to go to war with the US military?"
"Who is your opposing debater? Don't play tricks with me!" The hearing naturally requires a positive and negative argument, and those big guys generally just listen to the opinions and form the final opinion by listening to the two-sided ideas. So Cobra naturally needs to have an opponent, that is a middle-aged man in military uniform and full of medals on his chest.
He seemed very disdainful to fight with Cobra in the debate court, and did not look at him, and made a generous speech on his own: "The Shanghai tragedy is covered in blood and tears. Even if a hundred years and a thousand years have passed, it will leave a lot of marks in history! Now the whole country is in a state of terror, and the terrorists who caused all this will enter the United States' shelter. What do you think we should do? For the sake of justice, we must also capture him back!"
"Okay, it's good to use the idioms." Cobra nodded exaggeratedly, clasped his lips and reached out to signal: "But I think the other debater hasn't finished speaking yet, so I'm very kind and allowed you to explain the argument in full."
"Damn, this disgusting guy looks like him - Mom clown!" The soldier seemed to be dissatisfied with Cobra's style. He muttered in a low voice and continued: "Even if we don't talk about justice, we should also talk about national interests. I think the leaders should have known how much value the target called the Black Death Emperor has. Now that he has arrived in Midway Island, the next step is Hawaii, which is the direct coverage area of the US Navy's strength!"
"So," Cobra looked at the watch leisurely: "It's okay to give you another two minutes."
"You" are constantly stimulated by the Cobra, and the soldiers are very angry, but he no longer talks to Cobra, and directly states: "Although the navies of many countries have had a lot of friction on the way east, because the countries are restraining each other, no one has really made up their minds, so most of them are tentative attacks. They test the reality of the United States and the intentions of other countries. It can be said that no one has used their real skills. But now it is no longer possible. This position is the last chance. If it doesn't take action, it will be difficult to rob the Black Dead Emperor! Once the Black Dead Emperor falls into the hands of the United States, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
The big guys who were listening to the audience looked at each other a few times and exchanged ideas with their eyes, as if they were a little moved.
But at this time, Cobra interrupted: "What you said is so good, but I forgive me for saying that I die early. I want to ask the meaning of a word. What does it mean to rob and return? Do you mean that the Black Death Emperor once belonged to you, or, to say, "we"?"
The soldier was about to get angry as soon as his eyebrows stood up, but the cobra immediately snatched the white hair and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I have no intention of offending you. Because as far as I know, you and your soldiers did a good job."
When the soldiers heard this, they were slightly calmer.
"You and your young men successfully sent the Black Death Emperor abroad to the sphere of influence of the US military, and made all other countries think that 'we' really want to take him back. This acting is really extraordinary. I think I can't do it without giving out 60% of the ability, so you did it really well, very good." The cobra clapped and shook his head seriously and sighed: "It's amazing."
"You!" The soldier slapped the table and was about to get up angrily. An important person sitting in the upper hand immediately stopped them: "Don't have a meaningless dispute, Director Yan, just express your opinion."
Cobra stood up and spread his hands: "My idea is very simple: what we should discuss today is not whether to go to war with the United States, because we don't need to go to war with the United States at all. Recapture the Black Dead Emperor? Hahaha, that's even more a joke. Why should we take him back? Value? Yes, he is very valuable, but besides value, is there any danger in seeing it? Shanghai's fog wants to come a few more times? There are three left in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, so it's okay to have a three-time trip."
The expressions of the superiors changed slightly, and they were all thinking.
"As I said just now, our navy's greatest contribution is to deceive the whole world. Start a war? Whoever wants to fight, because this battle is meaningless. Snatch the Black Dead Emperor? Whoever wants to grab, because he is not a sweet bun." Cobra walked down from his seat and said in a vocal way like an orator: "I think our top priority is to perform another play."
The superior said in a deep voice: "What kind of play?"
"I must take back the Black Death Emperor! Ah, the Black Death Emperor was taken away by the American devils!'''Give me the Black Death Emperor, and I'm sovereign!''China has issued a solemn statement and solemnly condemning the US's behavior of not wanting Bilian.''In order to deal with the increasingly tense anti-terrorism situation, China will conduct joint maritime military exercises with Russia in the East China Sea.' and other messy plays. The name of this play is called "Send, Plague, God."
The cobra held his hands together as if he was worshipping Buddha, staring at all the superiors with one eye wide eyes and slowly said, "Let the United States be the fool who uses the God Card to ask for a God Card against the Black Death Emperor. This great god cannot be sent away simply by using the God Card. He is willing to run eastward to the other side of the ocean. We should have burned high incense for him and built temples. He has really helped 'our'."
"It's nonsense!" The soldier was extremely angry and slapped the table and stood up: "I admit that those so-called chosen ones have some small skills and can play tricks, but I think you were just scared out of your courage, turned into a frightened bird, and became a timid rat! What can a mere ancient man master some magic and evil magic? There are so many strange people in our army. As long as we are prepared, how big can he make a wave!"
"Oh hehe, I knew I would hear this theism here. 'The Black Death Emperor is actually nothing great', 'The Chosen is actually that', and so on, it's exactly as I expected." Cobra said sarcastically: "I don't even understand how strong my enemies are. Are you still an officer? Why don't you go home quickly and eat your mouthful while it's hot to fill your empty heads, don't come out and ruin the country."
"I-Fuck-You-Mom!" The fierce-tempered soldier had never suffered such bird energy. He immediately got smoke from his seven orifices, and he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward to fight.
But the top figure suddenly slapped the table hard and shouted: "Stop it! How can you play the important things in the country be a joke!"
The white-haired old general roared and calmly calmly, and turned his head to look at a screen and said, "Major General Jingzhe, what do you think?"
On the screen, Xiao Jingzhe was suddenly reflected. He was silent for a moment, as if countless thoughts had turned around in his heart in an instant, but in the end he still gave the answer calmly and firmly: "Black Dead Emperor, we can't deal with him."
The big guys' expressions changed.
"The United States can't deal with him either."
The big guys' expressions changed again.
"I understand, you go and do it." The old general waved his hand and turned off the display. He had already made a decision: "After a meeting!"
After the meeting, in the mysterious base, the cobra returned to his nest. The waiter handed him sour lemons next to him, and the cobra was gnawing on the super sour fruit as if nothing had happened, with a comfortable and comfortable expression: "You must choke, you can't let the world war start, at least you can't let the fight between China, the United States and Russia fight head-on."
He lay in the swivel chair and turned around, pillowing his arms and eyes closed, and he was leisurely: "Or what time will I be able to get promoted and make a fortune."
The waiter asked in a low voice: "Boss, our country is okay, what should Russia, even Japan, and North Korea do? Once the United States and Russia open fire, our country will not be able to survive. If you don't want to participate in the war, you have to join the war."
"This is not something we should worry about. We just need to ensure that China does not go to muddy waters. As for other countries, it depends on the means of 'other people'."
"Other?" The waiter keenly discovered the meaningful word: "Boss, do you mean...Zad's family?"
The Cobra's gaze was subtle: "Basically, that's it."
The waiter was deeply surprised: "They have so much energy that they can influence the decisions of top powers? Can they affect the war and situation around the world?"
Chapter completed!