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Chapter 304 Late Release

After nearly five years, the war in Transformers World has lasted for five years.

Although the clouds of war did not cover ordinary people, and few Decepticons ran to the gathering places of humanity to carry out massacre operations, the people were still a little nervous by the days of curfew at night.

Volunteering is one thing, and being forced is another thing. People still haven't gotten used to this kind of tense life for so long.

If it weren't for the rapid development of all aspects of society over the past five years, people would have seen some excitement, police and military soldiers have been wandering around the city to patrol and suppress unstable parades, the whole world would have been in chaos.

The holographic virtual games provided by the group are also a great contributor to the ability to make humans seeking freedom suppress their nature for so long.

The sun shone brightly in New York this day, and a huge number of people gathered outside the United Headquarters building. They are here to hear good news.

The leapfrog development of the Internet world has brought a lot of real-time information and customs to people all over the world, and it also brings extremely high communication efficiency.

The United Military Organization had issued an announcement half a month ago about humans achieving phased results in fighting aliens. The content was very concise and stated that half a month later, that is, now, the spokesperson will announce the details in front of the United Building.

Content, any citizen can come and watch and participate.

To this end, New York City also gave all workers a day off, loaded with the latest developed city management system, and used the power of technology to maintain on-site order and avoid accidents.

In fact, it has been more than a year since the Decepticon's final counterattack. Why has the news been released now? It is just to clear and verify various data, including interrogating Decepticons or any remnants.

The result was not expected. There were still many Decepticons in the universe. The batch managed by Fallen Vajra and Megatron were at most considered a relatively powerful group of remnants.

Because we are uncertain whether there will be enemies invading the earth in the future, the announcement of the results of the war has been postponed to the present more than a year later.

The wind in early August could not blow away the enthusiasm of citizens. Nearly one million people gathered near the Union Building and chattered and quarreled in the divided viewing area.

Some are excited, some are solemn, and some are simply staying at home for too long to take advantage of the issue and play a carnival.

Ma Run, a joint military organization and an ordinary soldier of the Federal Army of the United States, was lucky to be sent to an Egyptian camp to do odd jobs because of his excellent results in actual combat exercises.

You can see those exaggerated future weapons, power armor, amp mechas, suspended drones, electromagnetic turrets, warships, and the giant spacecraft that is almost the size of the entire camp.

These exaggerated things may not be seen by ordinary people in their lifetime. Ma Run feels that he is very lucky because he broadens his horizons in the army.

But he didn't feel that way later. When the war came, those terrifying invaders had stronger and more terrifying powers and weapons than humans. Although they were finally defeated by human wisdom, Ma Run would never forget his comrades in his life.

The scene of walking into the stairs leading to hell is pushed out to hell with your own hands.

The passage leading to the underground arsenal was illuminated in memory, but in hundreds of nightmares, the passage was like a deep black hole, swallowing all the lives of soldiers entering it.

The result of every nightmare is that he was not pushed out by the squad leader, but went deep into the underground arsenal with other soldiers, and finally lost in the darkness...

Because he could never forget this scene, he suffered from PTTSD post-traumatic stress disorder. After retiring from the army, he was relieved by his best friend who was playing holographic virtual games day and night.

Today he didn't want to join in the fun, because it would remind Ma Run of the yellow sand battlefield.

But he couldn't resist the fear of the society in front of others, and the best friend who talked about the people behind others could only come with him together, standing on the roof of a commercial office building near the Union Building, and crowding together with a large group of people staying here, even the toilet.

A place where there is no.

"Hey! It seems that it's about to start, I saw a few people coming out! See if it's about to start?"

Ma Run's best friend is a thin Germanic man with a low body and a tender face that does not match his age at the age of 27. At this time, he was holding a pair of telescopes to observe the crowded crowd in front of the Union Building opposite.

The combination of the two is like Bucky and Steve before he became bigger, but this "Steve" is a dead house, and the other one becomes a big muscle bully.

After taking the telescope handed over by his best friend, Ma Run sighed tiredly, put the telescope in front of him, and said, "Shao'an's mother is agitated, didn't it be said that there will be a drone to broadcast the picture next to you?"

"But it feels different! Just like ten thousand people squeeze in a concert, those sitting in the back row will definitely not see people, but they will still scream like crazy."

The comforting words obviously failed to calm down the best friend. He chattered excitedly, and he was still as lively as he was in high school?

Ma Run just pulled the corner of her mouth, because that's right. Except for himself, the reactions of others on the rooftop were similar to those of the excited best friend.

"I saw it, it's really going to start."

At the beginning of the unique press conference, several well-known figures who often appear on TV, and even the commander, made a speech in front of the camera.

The drone that flew to the roof of the office building shared the picture here in real time, and the sound and public speakers throughout the city were spreading.

After more than ten minutes of opening speech, the spokesperson of the United Military Organization began today's theme. He did not look down at the manuscript, and his calm eyes were always looking at the camera, as if he was facing each audience, all the noise disappeared, only existed.

That low male voice.

"In the past five years, we have had many confrontations with the invading race Cyborgs. On March 19, 2008, the Cyborgs launched a major offensive at an important research base in Egypt. They tried to

Reclaiming dangerous weapons and destroying the earth, the enemy dispatched 16 medium-sized motherships and 197 fighter jets to raid the Egyptian base stationed with 30,000 soldiers. The following is the on-site record..."

Photos of Cybertron motherships and fighter jets were displayed in front of billions of residents on Earth. The pictures were obviously modified, making Cybertron motherships look even bigger and hideous, making Cybertron fighter jets look like an invincible high.

Technological fighter jet.

In addition, there are also photos of the campsite intact, photos of the camp when it was attacked, and photos of the camp after the camp ends.

If people want to find words to describe these records, it may be "shocking".

The crowd slowly quieted down, with only pictures and soundless only complicated faces left in the theater.
Chapter completed!
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