Sherlock was wearing a fur coat, sitting calmly at a round table in a wooden house. Beside him were several soldiers with guns and cold eyebrows, staring at him with complicated and incomprehensible eyes.
There was a stove in the wooden house, which was an old-fashioned simple heating stove. A few pieces of dry firewood were burning in the stove, making a crackling sound. Sherlock stared at the stove with interest for a while, and looked at the soldiers guarding him.
He smiled and asked, "Your life is not as good as I imagined."
The gun-wielding soldier obviously hated the Jew in front of him. The muzzle of the gun in his hand glanced at Sherlock's head from time to time, making no attempt to conceal the threat. But he remained leisurely under the gun.
The soldiers didn't say anything, and Sherlock didn't ask for trouble. He waited leisurely in the wooden house for three or four hours, patiently playing with a big diamond ring on his finger, full of rich man air.
It was not until dark during the day that the door of the wooden house opened with a clang. A dozen men in military uniforms rushed in with a gust of cold wind, and sat in front of Sherlock one by one.
"Damn Jew, do you know that you are being wanted?" After sitting down for a while, a leader among the men in military uniform wearing the rank of major general spoke. Everyone stared at Sherlock, with unkind expressions on their faces.
Sherlock is in his forties or fifties. Compared with those soldiers, he is well-maintained. A year ago, he was the middleman who contacted Colonel Wolfe, who had just rebelled, to sell all the equipment of a heavy equipment brigade to the Aurora Legion. This
This transaction allowed him to gain Zhou Qingfeng's friendship.
The friendship of the Legion Commander allowed Shylock's status to rise sharply, which was more valuable than how much money he earned. And his success inspired more Jews to join the trend of cooperating with the Aurora Legion.
Now, Sherlock hoped to gain greater appreciation from the commander of the regiment. He took the initiative to go to the U.S.-Mexico border to persuade the Baath Party's dozen infantry divisions that were confronting the Aurora Corps on the border, hoping that these troops would switch sides and surrender.
In response to the Major General's implicitly threatening question, Sherlock shrugged sarcastically, "Your Excellency, Major General, you can hand me over to Dr. Osborne to prove your loyalty, but that will not help. Sooner or later, that monster Osborne will be finished."
Already."
Sherlock's ridicule seemed to anger the major general, and he snorted: "The leader of the party has stabilized the situation again, the rebellion has been wiped out, and everyone is united around him again. No one believes the rumors you spread, and we don't believe it at all.
I also don’t like outsiders coveting American territory.”
"Hahaha..." These words made Sherlock laugh continuously. He patted the table and said happily: "Forget it, we all know the dilemma Osborne is facing now.
Although the flames in San Antonio have been extinguished, the temperature in the entire Baathist territory is rising. All mutants and zombies in North America are seeking revenge from Osborn, and now all they need is a spark..."
Sherlock made a lighter gesture and said with a sound that sounded like "bang", "The whole of Texas will be burned, and many people will be reduced to ashes. Don't you also want to be reduced to ashes?"
Mutants and zombies are a heavy topic. Both of these human mutants have suffered miserable man-made biochemical modifications. They are not allowed to live in the world and have no future. Human beings who have slowed down are constantly hunting them. But everyone
You know, they are actually innocent.
Morally speaking, Dr. Osborne deserves death!
And no one knows what extent Dr. Osborne's research has reached. In fact, many people in the Baath Party live in fear, fearing that they will be transformed into mutants that day - a large part of these people
They are the soldiers of the Baath Party.
The major general's face was tense and he stared at Sherlock.
Sherlock continued: "I think we should be honest and say something meaningful. First of all, there are millions of white people in the Aurora Legion, and these people are living a good life.
You can say that the Legion Commander dislikes religion, restricts human rights, and is extremely authoritarian. Yes, that’s right. The Legion Commander is such a person. But the leaders of any organization in North America are like this.
I don’t really like the Legion Commander’s suppression of religion, but I must admire his ability to rule the world. It is this extraordinary ability that makes tens of millions of people willing to accept his rule.”
When it comes to Victor Hugo's ability, it is really irrefutable. These senior officers of the Ba'ath Party in front of them also have to admit that their opponents have some incredible magic that makes tens of millions of people sincerely love them. This magic gives
The tremendous pressure seems to be irresistible.
After Shylock arrived, more than a dozen divisions and hundreds of senior officers from the Baath Party's southern military region knew the other party's intentions. They had actually been meeting and arguing for several hours, and the dozen or so people in front of them were actually here to negotiate.
"We have deployed more than 50 divisions and more than 100 advanced fighters on the border. And your defense plan has been mastered by us for a long time. From logistics supply to command center to forward deployment, we are all aware of it. We have already mastered it.
Everything about you."
As Sherlock spoke, he took out a portable computer, started the virtual screen and projected a military map. Compared with ordinary maps, this map has contour lines, complex road conditions, and various confidential facilities marked. Its appearance
That's too scary.
This is simply a transparent battlefield, and half of the battle is lost without fighting.
The Baath Party officers involved in the negotiations were immediately in an uproar. Looking at the series of troop garrison information on the map, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. If a fight broke out, the first wave of offensive would suffer greatly. Especially the various command posts, they would definitely
Hit by a bombshell.
"How did you get these?" the major general in charge of the negotiations asked in surprise.
"Because some of you have decided to revolt, the remaining people have no choice but to surrender, otherwise they will be captured." Looking at the dozens of sweaty faces opposite him, Sherlock smiled very proudly, "Our regiment commander is very good.
Generously, it depends on whether you can still seize this last opportunity."
The major general officer was shocked and asked urgently: "The most we can do now is surrender? Is there no chance of uprising?"
It is common among people to buy up and not down. If the army keeps raising the price, these Baath Party troops will still want to wait for the price, but now the treatment has actually dropped, which makes people anxious.
"Unless you, a dozen divisions, immediately lay down their weapons collectively within twenty-four hours, we can only count you as surrendering."
"No, twenty-four hours is too tight. We can't reach an agreement."
"Then we don't care. Let me remind you again, there is a big difference between the treatment of uprising and surrender. Especially for you senior officers, the big difference will make you regret why you didn't make a decision sooner."
"Wait..., we don't accept such persecution."
"That's too bad. You chose death or capture. Victor Hugo, the commander of the Army, never shows mercy. We will launch an attack at any time. Life or death depends on your decision."
When he said this, Sherlock felt as happy as if he was elated. This feeling of relying on a super force to force a powerful army to surrender is so refreshing!
The opponent is more than a dozen infantry divisions, with more than 200,000 people in full force, but now they are bargaining anxiously. Sherlock feels that today is the pinnacle of his life - with the boss Victor Hugo in the background,
Even if you speak forcefully, life will be different!