When things got to this point, in order to avoid misunderstanding, probably no one except Mr. Li Cang wanted to do anything impolite.
Well, as the "persecuted" party, the Santa Catana Federation needs to reach reconciliation more urgently than anyone else. A war with tens of thousands of people is not enough to break the backbone of a doomsday alliance, but one against ten thousand will definitely do it.
It's a different story...
The sight of corpses strewn all over the field is vivid. These three people did not jump out of the cracks in the rocks. Are their "backups" as powerful as them?
After thinking of this, the Santa Catana Council was so shocked that they almost started fighting on the spot.
When Tony Jia ended the call, he was silent for several seconds with a complicated and weird expression that was a mixture of shock, ecstasy, and confusion.
"Over there... there are several different voices noisy like four hundred and fifty ducks... I don't know how to describe it... Anyway, we can talk, I heard greed in their tone,
With their ridiculous conspiracy and reserved and carefully packaged greed, these two Chinese disaster relief bases with a population of less than 300,000 seem to want to swallow us up without any blood."
"laugh..."
There was a tacit and meaningful sneer.
Negotiations cannot solve any problem, not even the person who raised the problem. Only the victor of the war can write history and gain praise!
But what’s amazing is that I didn’t expect that the famous Chinese base on the forum could actually piss into the same pot as their loose parliamentary alliance. I don’t know if I should be honored?
"It seems that the three lunatics outside are already at their peak combat power. Are they actually feeling guilty?"
"Probably."
"Wouldn't that mean, well, hehe~"
"Childish, China has never been a kind person!" said a black man wearing a feather coat and holding a human bone scepter with a strange black and white striped pattern on his face: "If we in Latin America are America's leek field, then the surroundings of this rabbit
The country is its experimental field. Since ancient times, it has been ruled without treatment. Your monsters are in the garden behind others. Their art of war has been written longer than the founding history of the nationalities of all of you here. Your innocence, oh, is like a girl with curls on her legs.
The cigars that came out were just as ridiculous!”
The appearance of this guy aroused the collective anger of the members of Parliament.
"Martinis, you are not qualified to appear in the parliament hall!"
"This is not the place you should stay, get out!"
"Oh, my Lord, it's really hard to imagine that the only voodoo high priest in our Santa Catana Federation would actually know China so well, haha..."
"Because I was born in Cuba!" The black high priest forced a smile that looked a bit arrogant, "I once worshiped Gutierrez, entered the church and studied liberation theology, and also received the Saint Tikhon
Bachelor's degree in social and humanities from Nove College...until I returned to West Africa to believe in animism again. Before the disaster, I had preached to more than 20,000 people in ten tribes. You are the humus in the leek field, rotten to the roots.
How many knowledge points do you know about these things?”
There were more than a dozen Americans in this group of congressmen. When they heard this, they almost spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Cuba, black people, voodoo, knowledge points...
This is like a heavy critical hit like stacking buffs!
There is another important reason why Santa Catana is a deliberation system that has nothing to do with interests at all, that is, there are many sects and confusing beliefs...
Want to elect a co-leader?
Can!
Just tell me what religion you believe in!
Even in parliament, important seats such as the Speaker are still rotated.
The exception is Martinis. He is not a member of the parliament, but he has nearly 3,000 fanatical Voodoo believers under his command, and his combat effectiveness is off the charts!
Before the disaster, he had performed human sacrifice and killing rituals in a corner of West Africa. The more than 3,000 fanatic believers might not even have seen the sun a few times before, but they had a character from the underworld.
The common "tips" between the Zaizi and the so-called "ancestors" have all become masters of moon digging in both personality and physical senses. Even the zombies on the chains of Noda and Black Mist Island are kicking horizontally and vertically.
Often hungry for food, walking corpses, thirsty for blood of alien beasts...
But such a group of lunatics have become friendly neighbors to everyone in their Santa Catana island chain, not for anything else but because of their madness to scream and rush up when they see a walking corpse!
While enjoying the dividends brought by Martinis, the subtext in their hearts is: You said that even if you engage in some feudal superstition, primitive religion is too backward...
The situation is like this. A group of congressmen are despised by the person they despise the most. You can imagine the psychological shadow.
The interest is ruined and the topic ends in vain.
And when these congressmen, who were in suits or leather shoes, wearing sackcloth, mourning, or wearing bones and skins, appeared in front of the military leaders, soldiers, and private armed forces of the 3rd base, everyone was really shocked.
Numb shock.
What the hell?
Could it be that the trinity of capital, government, and education?!
Well, a path that no serious person would have imagined even after the end of the world...
Even Wu Nansen, who has been in the army for most of his life and has seen a lot, was in a trance for a long time. The shortcomings of the military oligarchy in the 3rd base area are nothing compared to Santa Catana?!
Outrageous, shocked, shocked, but still polite. Wu Nansen coughed lightly and drove Kong Dao closer.
"I am Wu Nansen. On behalf of China's 3rd and 7th bases and their 289,000 survivors, I welcome the arrival of the Santa Catana Federation. I will work hard all the way..."
Wu Nansen smiled warmly and extended his right hand. On the other side, he made the sign of the cross. He made the sign of the cross. The noble sign of the nobleman. He looked up and thanked the sunny day. He looked up and thanked him. It cannot be said that they are all uniform. It can only be said that each one does his own thing. The reaction of both parties
After coming over, the scene suddenly fell into a subtle stiffness.
Tony Jia's face retained the dignity of a rotating speaker: "A handshake is not necessary. Could you please explain why we were attacked unprovoked by people from the Chinese official base after encountering the jump channel?"
"We have initially communicated that this is not our problem," Wu Nansen pointed to the area shrouded in red light, "The people on your island robbed our air island, and that person is probably someone on the forum.
The notorious members of his country, they once attacked... uh..."
Looking at the strangely dressed people in his eyes, Wu Nansen suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his words.
Sure enough, the members of the Santa Catana Federation were desperate and angry.
"Are you discriminating against religious beliefs?"
"We are a democratic federation! Everyone has equal and completely free rights to believe!"
"The Religion of Destiny? It is a new religion. Its teachings are not comprehensive, and it is normal to deviate from the right track. But the Lord's mind is broad, and the same is true of Santa Catana. We tolerate anyone who has not made unforgivable mistakes and is willing to re-invest.
People under the light of the Lord...wait a minute..." Councilor Badro looked back at a group of councilors suspiciously: "There are already followers of the Destiny Cult on our island chain? This is impossible!"
As the saying goes, do what you do and love what you do. A system like Santa Catana's is extremely sensitive to foreign beliefs - after all, their parliament is already in chaos and cannot be more chaotic. People like Matthias have to wait in line to get a parliamentary seat.
Internal fighting broke out.
"No matter what!" Tony Jia interrupted extremely impatiently: "Please stop your people from attacking us immediately, and we can talk about other things later!"
