pertwk Chapter 044 South Korea: I object! Eagle: Objection overruled.
Chapter 044 South Korea: I object! Eagle: Objection overruled.
The Hexagon, the global operations command center.
A deathly silence.
On the giant electronic screen, the last frame of the image froze on the group of newly born monsters.
Especially that one-eyed monster.
Even through the screen, everyone felt as if they were being stared at.
And there were those terrifying flying dragons that filled the sky, like gargoyles.
This is completely beyond their comprehension!
"Click."
A crisp sound broke the silence.
The shocked Defense Minister snapped the pen in his hand.
"Can anyone tell me?"
"What the hell is this biological weapon? Is this what you call a rabies mutation?"
The intelligence chief shrank back, cold sweat trickling down his temples.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but found himself at a loss for words.
It's truly hard to explain; who could have imagined that the surprise Japan brought them would be like a blind box?
From the initial zombies biting people, to the later lickers climbing walls, and now to giants tearing apart airplanes and dragons riding on your face.
This rate of evolution is completely beyond human understanding of biological evolution.
"Mr. Minister,"
One of the staff officers stood up, forcing himself to do so.
"Based on data model projections, if this virus is allowed to spread unchecked..."
It would probably only take seventy-two hours for the entire cherry blossom island chain to be wiped out.
Furthermore... we cannot yet determine whether those dragons possess the ability to cross seas.
Across the sea.
The moment those two words were uttered, everyone present changed their expressions.
If these monsters were allowed to fly across the ocean...
"Let's have nuclear peace."
In the corner, a hawkish general with three-star epaulets spoke coldly.
"While the virus is still trapped on the island, let's launch a saturation attack and wipe the entire Sakura Country off the map."
This is the most efficient and safest solution.
These words caused a stir in the conference room.
Many people nodded in agreement.
After all, it's better to sacrifice a friend than oneself. Although Japan is a subordinate and a pawn, if this pawn turns into a bomb, then the only option is to sacrifice the pawn to save the king.
"No!"
The Secretary of State interrupted.
"Not now, at least not!"
Do you know how many foreigners are currently stranded in Tokyo?
How many of our American citizens are there?
And then there are embassy staff, military dependents… hundreds of thousands of people!
"If we drop a nuclear bomb directly, killing our own people along with it, what will happen to next year's election?"
Domestic public opinion will tear us apart!
"Then what do you suggest we do? Just wait for those dragons to fly to Hawaii?" the general retorted sarcastically.
"What's all the noise about!"
The minister rubbed his throbbing temples and tapped the table.
"Contact other countries and hold an emergency closed-door meeting. We can't let the US be the only one taking the blame for this."
……
Half an hour later.
An emergency video conference on the fate of the cherry blossom country was convened.
The five screens represent the five most powerful and benevolent people on Earth.
The meeting's content was very simple.
To fry or not to fry?
"My great Russian bear has no objection."
The representative from the Russian bear country looked completely indifferent.
"Anyway, we don't have many people there. As long as you Americans are willing to give up that aircraft carrier base, we can even generously sponsor a few Tsar Bomba missiles."
"We, the French, express our concern, but in principle agree to take extreme measures... however, our people must be evacuated first."
"NiuNiu Kingdom seconded this."
All eyes finally turned to the representatives of China and the United States.
The Chinese representative spoke in a flat tone:
"Whether it's physical salvation or humane annihilation, that's your business."
But our country has a principle, which is to never abandon any compatriot.
"We still have our overseas Chinese and students there. Before they evacuate, if anyone dares to launch a nuclear missile, we will intercept their nuclear missile."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a lot of weight.
The eagle's face turned grim.
Actually, they don't want to bomb it now. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of Americans there. If it were bombed, protests and demonstrations in the country could tear down the White House.
"Since everyone has a need for evacuation,"
The hawk representative coughed, forcefully taking control of the pace.
"Then let's decide on a plan."
A joint safety zone was established in Yokohama, with fire support provided by the fleets of various countries, to evacuate the people.
As for Japan... once our people have all withdrawn, we'll initiate the 'purification process.'
Everyone understands what purification means.
It's about growing mushrooms.
Where will the evacuated people go?
The Chinese representative suddenly asked a crucial question.
"With so many people, if they are carrying the virus, it would be too risky to bring them back to the local area directly."
A transit quarantine area is needed.
The meeting room fell silent instantly.
Nobody's stupid.
At times like these, whoever takes on this hot potato is doomed.
If the quarantine zone gets out of control, it will be like playing with fire.
The hawk representative's eyes darted around, and his gaze suddenly fell on the map, specifically on the peninsula closest to Japan.
A meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
"I believe that for the safety of all mankind, there needs to be a country that demonstrates a fearless spirit of internationalism."
"Moreover, this country is close by, transportation is convenient, and medical facilities are quite good."
The representatives from the other four countries followed his gaze and instantly understood.
Kimchi Country.
"I agree," said the big bear, raising his hand first.
"I think it's suitable too," the Gallic Rooster chimed in.
"I second that." Niu Niu Guo nodded.
The Chinese representative remained silent, which was considered tacit approval.
After all, as long as it's not brought back to mainland China, it doesn't matter where it goes.
Moreover, that's the world's number one superpower, South Korea. They should be able to handle this "small matter," right?
……
Seoul, the Blue House.
The South Korean President, who was holding a meeting, received a private phone call from the United States.
On the other end of the phone, the US was very assertive, its tone exuding an unquestionable domineering air.
"What?"
Are you going to send all the evacuated refugees here for quarantine?
Commander Yoon was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat.
Are you kidding me?
"No, no, no! Mr. President, this is unacceptable! Absolutely not!"
"Our Korea is small and densely populated. If even one zombie gets in, we're all doomed!"
"We don't have the capacity to take in hundreds of thousands of refugees!"
What kind of international joke is this?
Are they refugees?
That's a walking biological bomb!
Look at Tokyo now, the land of cherry blossoms, it's almost turned into hell!
Should we bring people who might be carrying the virus into our homes?
How is this any different from suicide?
"Yin,"
On the other end of the phone, the American president's voice turned cold.
"I'm not discussing this with you, I'm informing you."
"This is for the safety of all mankind, and it is the responsibility of the free world."
"As our most important ally in Asia, doesn't your South Korea have even this much sense of responsibility?"
Is this a question of whether or not one is responsible?
"But……"
Commander Yin wanted to say something more, but was ruthlessly interrupted.
"No buts."
"If you don't agree, then we may have to consider redeploying our troops from your bases."
Moreover, if we don't send people over, what if those monsters fly across the strait...?
Our fleet may not be able to protect you in time.
Threat!
A blatant and naked threat!
President Yoon's hand holding the microphone trembled violently, and his face was ashen.
If they don't agree, the US will withdraw its troops, or even stand idly by.
If we agree, it would be like letting a wolf into the house.
This is the tragedy of being a dog.
If your owner throws trash into your doghouse, you not only can't bark, but you also have to wag your tail and say, "Good job, good shot!"
"I...I understand..."
President Yoon slumped to the ground, looking utterly hopeless. "We will... fully cooperate."
He hung up the phone and stared at the ceiling in despair.
It’s over.
This time it's really over.
……
Huaguo, the capital.
Inside a top-secret meeting room, smoke filled the air.
The atmosphere here isn't much more relaxed than in Tokyo.
On the huge projection screen, a compilation of disasters caused by Lin Fan's "death" was being played.
From the initial earthquake to the terrifying resurgence in hospitals, and now to the chaotic battle in Shibuya and the tyrant tearing apart tanks.
Every frame of the video made the bigwigs in the room twitch.
Lin Jianguo, sitting at the end of the long table, had lost his previous arrogance. Now he looked like a primary school student, with his head down, smoking, trying his best to minimize his presence.
Despite his outward appearance, his lowered eyes would occasionally steal glances at the screen, a subtle glint hidden deep within them…
proud?
That's right, it's smugness.
Take a look!
Take a look!
This is Lao Tzu's seed!
One person brought down a country!
This is what they call "like father, like son"!
"Ahem!"
Just as Lin Jianguo was feeling smug, the old man sitting at the head of the table tapped the table and looked sternly at Lin Jianguo.
"Lin Pao, stop pretending you don't exist. Tune yourself up! Do you think everyone else is blind?"
Having his thoughts exposed, Lin Jianguo gave an awkward chuckle.
"Old Chief, look at what you're saying, how could I dare?"
"I'm just... worried that kid might overdo it, aren't I?"
"Worry?"
A middle-aged man in charge of intelligence next to him adjusted his glasses and pointed to the tyrant on the screen who was swinging a tank like a yo-yo.
"You call this worrying?"
I think the people from Japan should be worried!
The whole world is panicking now!
"Comrade Lin Jianguo, let's speak frankly."
The middle-aged man said seriously,
"The commotion your son caused this time has been far too great, exceeding our expectations."
Japan is a powder keg right now, and could be nuked at any moment.
"The higher-ups have decided to establish an evacuation defense line in Yokohama."
You must find a way to contact Lin Fan and make him behave himself, so he doesn't go and get himself killed again!
"Hurry up and sneak back into the evacuation team!"
"This time it's a biohazard, who knows what will happen next?"
If you let him do this, your son might ruin the entire planet!
We don't care about other countries, but our own country can't withstand this!
Those present now fully understand.
Both the father and son from the Lin family are poisonous.
Moreover, it's the kind of wave that pushes the old wave forward!
Upon hearing this, Lin Jianguo's smile froze for a moment.
He made a face and spread his hands.
"Boss, you've put me in a difficult position."
If I could get in touch with him, I would have sent him to bomb the shrine long ago... no, I mean I would have sent him to report to the embassy long ago.
"Can't really get in touch?"
The old commander looked at him suspiciously.
"I really can't get in touch with them!"
Lin Jianguo shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.
"That kid's phone was totaled in the earthquake."
"I'm anxious too! I really want to yell at him! But as a general in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders, and he won't listen to his father's either!"
In fact, Lin Jianguo knew this very well.
Contact my ass!
That kid is probably having a blast right now.
Moreover, he knew Lin Fan's talent best: the more he died, the stronger he became.
Should we bring him back now?
Wouldn't that cut off his son's "path to advancement"?
Besides, this is nothing! The shrine hasn't been bombed yet, and Mount Fuji hasn't erupted. It would be a waste to come back like this!
Of course, he would never dare to say these words aloud.
"you……"
The intelligence chief was furious.
He pointed at Lin Jianguo but couldn't say a word for a long time.
This father and son are both scoundrels!
"Alright."
The old commander waved his hand and sighed.
"If you can't get in touch with him, contact the agents over there and go to Shibuya to see if you can wait for him to wake up."
We will spare no expense to bring him to Yokohama Port.
"And Lin Pao, you stay put and don't try to cause any trouble."
Lin Jianguo immediately stood at attention and saluted, his voice loud and clear:
"I promise to follow orders from my superiors! I will never cause trouble for the organization!"
As for what he's really thinking, only he knows...