pertwk Chapter 042 Condemned Globally
Chapter 042 Condemned Globally
If we say,
What could possibly make five philanthropists on Earth, who constantly dislike each other, reach an absolute consensus in a minute?
That must be because someone is trying to throw shit into the food pot of all mankind.
Unfortunately, the current Japan with cherry blossoms is just that pile of poop.
The waters off Tokyo Bay.
The sky was so gloomy it looked like a black pot that had been turned upside down, and the sea was rough.
But that's not the point.
The focus is on the sea line, where rows of warships stand like an iron Great Wall.
The Seventh Fleet of the United States, the aircraft carrier group of China, the cruiser group of the United States...
In the past, these fleets, which would have been eager to exchange a few shots and greet each other upon meeting, now acted like old comrades-in-arms.
Connected end to end, they completely surrounded the sea area of the Sakura Kingdom.
Radars fully operational, missile silos fully operational.
All the cannons were pointing in the same direction.
Tokyo, Tokyo Port!
"Sir, radar has detected a large number of civilian vessels preparing to leave port."
Inside the command center of China's Type 055 destroyer.
A young operator looked at the dense clusters of lights on the radar screen, his voice somewhat hoarse.
The captain stood with his hands behind his back, looking out at the undulating waves, his face as cold and hard as iron.
Instead of giving the order directly, he picked up the communicator and connected to the joint command channel.
The channel was quiet.
But soon, the cold voice of the American fleet commander rang out:
"This is the Navy of the United States of America. According to Resolution 2501, any object attempting to break through the blockade is considered a virus carrier."
For the safety of God and all mankind... freedom to fire is permitted.
"Received from the Russian Bear Country. They've long disliked these small boats."
"Gallic Rooster agrees."
"Niu Niu Kingdom reconsiders."
The Chinese captain took a deep breath, his eyes instantly sharpening, and waved to the operator behind him.
"Did you all hear that? Let's carry out the decision!"
Please don't let your personal emotions get in the way!
……
Meanwhile, the port of Tokyo, under the threat of an apocalyptic catastrophe, has been transformed into a living hell.
At the port, tens of thousands of refugees were present.
At this moment, the terrified survivors crowded onto the dock like mad dogs, their cries, curses, and gunshots filling the air.
Get out of my way!
I am an executive director of the Mitsui Group!
This is my private yacht!
A middle-aged man in a bespoke suit was brandishing a handgun he had snatched from a security guard and was smashing it wildly at the crowd blocking his way.
Behind him, several bodyguards were desperately shoving refugees who were trying to climb onto the yacht, some even pulling out daggers and stabbing the fingers of those gripping the railings.
The screams were drowned out by the roar of the waves and the engine.
At this moment, the ugliness and selfishness of human nature are vividly displayed by these cherry blossom people.
"Set sail! Set sail now! To international waters!"
The middle-aged man rushed into the cockpit, kicked aside the hesitant captain, and personally pushed the accelerator.
The next moment, the luxury yacht, worth hundreds of millions, crashed through several small fishing boats in the chaotic harbor and headed towards the vast sea.
Some survivors who were pushed into the sea were unfortunately caught in the impeller and instantly shredded...
However, the tragedy at the port did not end there.
Hundreds of boats of all sizes, including yachts, cargo ships, and even speedboats, were racing to leave this hell on earth.
The people on the ship looked at the city engulfed in flames behind them, their faces filled with the ecstatic joy of surviving a catastrophe.
They escaped!
Once we reach international waters and encounter the Combined Fleet, given their status and position, we will surely be rescued!
Some people have even brought out their treasured wines, ready to celebrate the new life on the deck.
however.
Before the Mitsui Group director could even remove the cork, he heard a sharp whistling sound from the sky.
The sound of the wind breaking was like a sharp whistle!
Everyone looked up in confusion.
Against the somber horizon, countless meteors, trailing white flames, were hurtling toward them in a way that was both beautiful and cruel.
"What...what is that?"
"Is that a distress flare? The fleet must be coming to pick us up!"
On the ship's deck, some dim-witted fools waved their hands and cheered.
But the cheers stopped abruptly the next second.
Instead, a deafening explosion was heard.
boom!
The speedboat at the very front exploded.
In the blink of an eye, the boat and its crew were blown to bits, leaving not a single intact plank behind.
Followed by.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of explosions echoed across the sea.
Even the luxury yacht carrying Mitsui's chairman couldn't escape being instantly destroyed.
The wealthy people who were just dreaming of escaping were instantly turned into trash on the coastline and sank into the cold Tokyo Bay.
This scene unfolded on the sea like dominoes.
No warning was given.
There was no announcement.
Only relentless artillery fire.
Those ships that hadn't gone far were terrified when they saw this.
"Go back! Go back now!"
"They didn't come to save people! They came to kill!"
The surviving ships turned around frantically and raced towards the port.
But people at the port still tried to squeeze onto the ship. The two streams of people collided, and countless people fell into the sea, were crushed by the propellers, and blood instantly stained the nearshore waters red.
……
"Tsk...should I say or not?"
Above the port, Lin Fan gazed at the devastation on the sea below.
"These philanthropists are truly decisive; they didn't even give us a chance to surrender."
Lin Fan clicked his tongue twice. Although he said it was cruel, there was no trace of pity on his face. Instead, he looked on with amusement, as if he was enjoying watching the show.
As the ships on the sea were sunk, waves of intense despair and fear surged toward him like black threads.
Then, his gaze fell upon a high point not far from Tokyo Bay...
……
Meanwhile, at a military base not far from Tokyo Bay.
One hundred meters underground.
It has an independent air circulation system and stores enough supplies to last for ten years, and even has a backup generator.
This is a military underground fortification built to prevent a nuclear incident.
Unexpectedly, it has come in handy now!
Having just taken refuge in this underground fortification, Sato looked at the devastation of the port displayed on the large screen on the wall, and felt as if his bones had been removed.
"How dare they?"
Sato's lips trembled. Although the US had warned him beforehand, he never expected that they would actually dare to take action.
"There were not only civilians on that ship, but also so many business leaders, and even a few members of parliament... How dare they open fire directly?"
"Your Excellency Prime Minister, the United States... has cut off all our official communications."
A communications officer removed his headset, his face ashen.
"We've been abandoned!"
"Bastard! You treacherous bandit, Ansar!"
Sato jumped up abruptly, grabbed the microphone from the table,
"Give me a satellite signal, I want to start a global live broadcast!"
I want to file a complaint!
I want the whole world to see their ugly faces!
"I will crush them with public opinion!"
I refuse to believe that no one in this world talks about human rights anymore!
At this point, Sato had completely lost the ability to think. Even if it meant death, he was determined to drag the US down with him.
Let the world see the true colors of these vampires.
Soon, under the control of technicians, the underground base's internal network was successfully connected to the satellite link.
The live stream then began and was simultaneously broadcast to multiple platforms worldwide.
on the screen.
Sato's hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and behind him were busy officials and technicians.
"Friends all over the world! I am Sato, the Prime Minister of Japan!"
Sato bowed slightly to the camera.
"Our cherry blossoms are facing an unprecedented crisis."
Just now, our allies, our protectors, opened fire on an innocent refugee boat!
"This is a massacre! This is a crime against humanity!"
"There are still millions of survivors in Tokyo. We are human beings, not viruses!"
We request international assistance, we request humanitarian corridors…
As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the screen at a 90-degree angle.
He was sincere in his attitude and completely portrayed himself as a victim.
however.
As he straightened up and looked at the screen with hopeful anticipation.
The emotionally charged lines that had been prepared seemed like a fly stuck in his throat, impossible to spit out.
On the screen, tens of thousands of comments from all over the world were flooding the screen every second.
Moreover, they're all the same style.
All I can say is well done! I suggest the US intensify its efforts!
[Yes, yes, yes, the Five Great Philanthropists are still too conservative. If you ask me, they need to be even more ruthless! We can't let those cherry blossom people escape and wreak havoc on us!]
Stop playing the victim. Why didn't you say that all of humanity is one family when you were dumping nuclear wastewater?
[Slaughter? Don't try to glorify yourselves; you beasts don't deserve to use that word! We have a responsibility to the Earth!]
[I'm a taxpayer in the United States, so I deserve some credit for the missiles that bombed you!]
[The American upstairs is so generous! We Chinese netizens are just giving away 200 yuan for firecrackers!]
Is this what they call a boomerang? I wonder if it hurts if it gets stuck in your skin?
There was no sympathy, let alone pity, in the live stream.
There was only endless mockery and cheers.
Some people even advocated for their persecution!
Even if a few self-righteous people occasionally jump out and say "it's too cruel," they will be instantly attacked by hundreds of thousands of netizens to the point of being unable to take care of themselves.
Faced with this global biohazard crisis that could erupt at any moment, people from all countries have been following one principle.
As long as it's not me who dies, as long as the danger doesn't spread to my doorstep.
The death of an entire island in exchange for the safety of all humanity—it's a worthwhile trade!
"No...that's not how it is..."
Sato's composure completely crumbled as he looked at the screen filled with malice.
He thought he could stand on the moral high ground.
As a result, the whole world immediately changed its moral bottom line to a killing line.
"These unruly citizens! These thugs!"
Sato hysterically slammed his fist on the table and roared at the camera.
"Don't you have any compassion at all?"
If this is the consensus of humanity, then even if we, the people of Japan, die, we will drag you down with us…”
Nourishes—
However, before he could finish speaking, the live stream suddenly went black.
It's not that the signal is lost.
Instead, the lights in the shelter went out.
Immediately afterwards, the backup power supply lit up with a red warning light.
"What happened? Is the generator broken?"
Sato screamed in terror.
"No...it's not a generator..."
The officer in charge of security pointed at the monitor screen, his voice trembling like a leaf in the wind.
"Yes...something...has come in..."