After getting the support and support of the prison management, the rest will be easier to handle.
The treatment of these mutant prisoner workers was immediately greatly improved, from food, clothing, housing and transportation to labor treatment. The warden ordered the warehouses that had been chaotically managed by generations to be cleaned up, where all kinds of old-style labor protection supplies were piled up.
"Although it's worn out and old, it's better than nothing. It can still be used after being rewashed."
"Say hello to No. 58, No. 59 and the headquarters. We encountered a major earthquake. Some workers were injured and production cannot be stopped. Let them send 1,000 labor robots as soon as possible. Otherwise, the output of energy boxes will drop and we will not be able to complete the task this year.
We also need better medical equipment, let them send it!"
Thomas Ball became the most diligent of all the previous wardens. He was busy all day long in order to implement his plans.
He washed his face with yellow water that smelled of sulfur, and looked at himself in the mirror on the old-fashioned sink. His face had become thinner, and his cheekbones were more obvious. If he stayed here for too long, he would become weak.
This is a dangerous place for people, and he must act quickly.
Now, he understands that his card is "the output of the energy box". As long as the output is guaranteed, he can use all resources as much as possible.
"Thank you so much! Mr. Ball!"
Those experimental subjects used for cosmetic genetic modification are quite good even among Plato women. They were the sexual release tools of the jailers before he rectified the system. Now the constant harassment and violence against them has finally stopped.
They are also allowed to wear decent clothes so that they can dress themselves up after working.
These slender and beautiful women woven weird palm leaves into bouquets, decorated them with colorful fluorescent flowers, and presented such strange bouquets to him.
"Ladies, for a knight, it is an honor to serve a lady." Ball kissed the hand of a black-haired beauty gracefully.
The warden's chivalry made them all happy. He made full use of the education of Plato's knights to gain their trust and love.
Beautiful women, hacker wizards, powerful warriors, and all kinds of skilled craftsmen... Plato told him in his years that as long as he can make full use of the most talented and capable people in mankind, he can fight against the mob.
He singled them out and gave them better treatment, almost as if they were equal friends. At the same time, he preached Yuanjiao teachings to them. Like those ancient missionaries, he turned these people into spiritual Platos.
People.
"You must never forget how the Gaians treated us, treating us as the lowest slaves and trampling on our dignity wantonly." Bauer said to them earnestly in Plato, "Revenge is a noble act.
We must repay you twice as much!”
Everyone nodded in agreement, deeply grateful to Bauer for rescuing them from the hellish life, and willing to go to great lengths for his plan.
While training terrorists at Kolyma No. 59, he gained secret contact with a senior executive of Kolyma No. 10 Prison, who took the initiative to find him.
When he saw this man wearing a cloak, a mask, and a voice changer appear on the screen, he immediately understood: he was a member of that mysterious gang.
"Major General Power, I have heard about you, and I will help you wholeheartedly, because I also hate this world..." He talked about some of his unbearable experiences in the past. He is a half-blood Platon, and his mother is Gai.
Yaren also suffered a blame-shifting demotion because he offended his superiors on the front line and was sent to work in the Security Committee. While working at Kolyma No. 10, he witnessed all kinds of bullying and oppression of Plato prisoners of war, which made him difficult to
Accept.
"My blood boiled with anger from my father, but my other half from my mother asked me to be silent. This split was unbearable for me, so I planned to do something. Maybe I am a person who lacks courage, but I can
Hand you the knife."
Although this person used the same coat and voice changer, and also spoke Gaian Chinese, he did not have the arrogance and domineering tone of the last person, so he gained Thorin's trust.
"Kolyma 10 is strict and cruel, but its management is very chaotic. We can take advantage of these. I will help you recruit dead soldiers. Their disappearance will be faked as being tortured. No one will make things difficult for me.
, there are too many innocent souls sealed in the cement under our feet, and no one will ask about their whereabouts..."
That's it, everything goes well with the plan.
In the past nearly two years, Dahchi, Vinay, Amureddin, Indoda, Isofi... were all secretly transported out of Kolyma 10 in various ways and gathered one after another.
Under Bauer's command, these young prisoners of war came from the Knights and various fleet establishments; those life and death friends who were willing to follow Bauer also tried their best to get in touch with him one after another, and came to Kolyma 59.
They were unified in a special camp on Kolyma No. 59 to receive special training for terrorist attacks. This is a small and interesting mixed force. Regardless of race and origin, they have only one common belief:
Just launch a suicide attack and completely vent the hatred in your heart——
The last key lies in the hands of Lieutenant General Algonquin, the Director of Investigation.
Bauer tried every means to find a breakthrough in his past connections, and he and Algonquin were connected in this way. The former "Xuanwu" knight had a gloomy face in the secretly exchanged communication box image, full of murderous intent, as if he was the most belligerent.
South American Samurai.
"This villain! As long as you help me kill this villain, I will do my best to help you, even if it takes half of my life!"
He told Bauer frankly about his past. He was an unmarried knight in his twenties who knew nothing about the world. After being captured, he fell into a "honey trap" as expected and could only stay in Mango for his wife and children.
Star City, worked for the Department of Homeland Security. Twenty years later, he became a lieutenant general. After being promoted to director, David Dewey confidently betrayed various personnel under his command to earn "blood money" for the underworld. One of them was
His long-time friend.
When facing the cries of orphans and widows, he secretly vowed in his heart that he would repay the debt with blood.
In this way, all the efforts of all parties gathered into a fleet that quickly returned to Gaia, traveling through time and space like lightning, taking revenge like lightning and fire, burning the entire universe.
The injustice and frame-up of one person to another person, the enslavement of one person to another person, brought hatred, blood flow, and destroyed countless worlds.
"Lord?" Mimir reminded Thorin at the side. The young man saw that the general had been thinking about the problem alone for a long time, as if he was a cold statue.
"Ah..." Torin sighed deeply, "Those long-dead memories caught up with me and almost killed me!"
He looked around and saw that everything was still so eerily quiet - all the surviving warriors were already in place, waiting for the Gaians to attack.
"I had a hunch that they were going to attack soon, but I didn't expect that Kalki, who looked like the grand leader back then, would get involved and become the biggest variable in the plan."
At this time, in the underground command center, Gaia's security force commanders were using computers to calculate the results of the battle plan.
One plan after another was drawn up in front of a group of special service commanders, and the process was very much like simulating a computer game. Although artificial intelligence has become powerful enough to formulate careful plans, the commander still needs to make the final decision.
"I will go into battle personally." Kalki strode over. He had already put on the best combat armor of the special service force, but he had not yet put on his helmet. His blond hair was fluttering in the air, shining golden under the light.
.
The commanders could only look at each other.
"Mr. General, we have not arranged your combat position." A young commander boldly replied.
"I will take the lead and charge in with you."
The entire headquarters was quiet, and even the clerk on the side stopped talking.
This hot-blooded and aggressive style is completely incompatible with Director Dewey's greed for life and fear of death, and it is unacceptable for people for a while - the two people are in trouble in different places, and they also give subordinates a headache.
"Here, here, here..." Kalki walked over and took the initiative to quickly click on many attack points on the screen.
"These places were blasted away with micro-missiles, and then we fought with the terrorists. At this time, I took the opportunity to jump from the ceiling, capture the thief first, capture the king first, and directly control Thomas Ball."
The commanders looked as if they were looking at aliens.
Not to mention the style of this indiscriminate bombing of space fleets, which cannot predict the endurance of buildings, all anti-terrorist military operations are very delicate operations, how can it be possible to bomb at will in the political center of Gaia.
Besides, one can imagine the consequences of a person jumping directly into the middle of a group of heavily armed Platonic warriors.
"Admiral, you will be beaten on the spot." Another commander finally couldn't help but want to mock the acting director and told the truth.
Although the special service armor has a short-term bulletproof effect, it will burst if it is shot wildly by various types of laser guns, and then the body will be penetrated.
"Then cover me with fire!"
After Kalki finished speaking, his men fell silent.
They were complaining inwardly and could only exchange dissatisfaction with each other's eyes: What's going on above, let a space fleet commander teach them anti-terrorism.
Forced by everyone's looks, the dark-skinned staff officer could only stand up and explain to the acting director.
"Director, this fleet style of excessive potential energy bombardment cannot be implemented in a relatively small space, and the effect will be similar to that of a slaughterhouse." The staff officer explained to Kalki seriously, "After the first round of attacks, both sides
There will be heavy casualties. If there are still people on the other side surviving, it will trigger a big explosion that destroys everything."
"You can't give up attacking because of the enemy's blackmail. In fact, no one knows the consequences of the attack. It's like gambling or drawing lots, isn't it?"
Everyone fell silent and could only pretend to listen like students in front of the supreme commander.
"The president has signed a special permission to use force. We must act immediately to give an explanation to all the people of Gaia!"
Kalki's blue eyes shone with a cold light. He knew that this was a brainless attack plan that would cost the Gaia agents a lot. He had already developed a heart of stone after more than ten years on the battlefield. As long as he
Win by yourself, regardless of the losses of both parties. Since Torin arbitrarily rejected his kindness, he also had to pay some price.
In the end, Thorin will understand that he is not his enemy, but the person who sacrificed his life to save them.
"Director, we really need time to find a reliable attack plan." The staff officer said with beads of sweat on his face, "We have really lost a lot of people today! People are not consumables... Please give us some
Time."
"The fourth terrorist attack!" an intelligence officer shouted. Everyone rushed into the intelligence center and saw a horrifying scene on the huge multi-angle display screen.
This is a 073 military hospital in Mangxing City that treats victims of the morning's terrorist attack. This sail-shaped hospital suddenly exploded. The main building was like a sail with several holes, and thick smoke billowed everywhere.
There are also some short videos with various horrifying live images, naturally showing heavy casualties.
"I was careless... The scene of the terrorist attack was too chaotic. Someone was mixed in with the injured and was sent to the 073 hospital..." the intelligence officer reported in frustration.
"No! My approval rating is over!" Anand Singh howled in the interim president's office, "We might as well agree to the conditions of this bastard Power! So what if we agree? We don't even have 120 tons of gold.
If you can give it, agree first and talk about it first, persuade him to get out of it, and then we can discuss the matter in detail later."
"Mr. President, this goes against the political foundation. We can never agree to all the terrorists' conditions at once." The security adviser quickly stopped.
"What about my support rate? It's hard for our Green Party..." President Singer showed his true colors as a politician.
Faced with the president's incompetence and weakness, the military chiefs could only whisper among themselves.
"The security forces must be allowed to act as soon as possible!" In the face of terrorist attacks that always came as scheduled, they finally reached a consensus.
"Even if we get the worst result, we still have an explanation to the people. It is better than being like a fool and waiting for the next terrorist attack."
"President Singh has issued an order to attack as soon as possible!" A female correspondent turned to report.
At this time, Kalki showed a proud smile, and Thorin could always help him achieve his goals in time.
"Has the final attack plan been decided? The president has ordered an immediate attack on the terrorists." He urged them forcefully, "You must give me the position of commander-in-chief and let me lead a task force. I can directly subdue Ball!
”
The subordinates were silent. Under the heavy pressure, they could no longer make a choice.
"Director Kalki..." A young captain broke the awkward silence, "None of us are willing to go on this mission with you."
Kalki opened his blue eyes wide. He understood that Gaians are not fools who can be fooled at will.
"We don't trust you!" another commander said.
This is almost an irrepressible resistance, and the Gaians realize that he has bad intentions.
"Trust..." Kalki raised his head arrogantly, "I don't need your trust, I just want you to obey orders. Otherwise, I will hand you over to disciplinary personnel."
There was silence, everyone was resisting the leadership of the hostile alien. In fact, he could not order the Gaians to follow him to fight.
"Then let's draw lots! Draw lots to decide who will perform the mission!" He ordered slightly roughly, "In thirty minutes, we must rush in!"