"You guys, get ready and go to the Human Alliance to make some noise, especially the 'Neighbours' civilization, to find out what's true." The marshal gave another order to the others.
"Marshal, do you mean a large-scale attack? This is not okay! Our goal is to drive away humans from the kingdom, not to provoke another racial war!" The Army General stood up and looked at the marshal in shock.
"How do you understand it? The marshal means to conduct a small attack and see if the other party will dispatch Superman to stop it." The air force major general looked at the army general with contempt.
"Marshal, I don't think the other party will necessarily dispatch one. They let these supermen reveal their strength here for some strategic purpose, such as to deter us. But in the face of an attack on their own homeland, ordinary troops can solve it immediately
But, there is no need to continue to expose the size of the Superman force." The Space Force admiral stood up and expressed his views to the marshal.
"But apart from arresting him directly for interrogation, this is the only way." The marshal said in a low voice.
"Marshal, please believe in me and my subordinates. There is no need to carry out such a dangerous operation, I will definitely be able to bring them back!" the senior colonel of the Intelligence Department said confidently.
"Are you sure your men can deal with this group of supermen? They can defeat a squad of heavy assault troops with just one child!" The Army General looked at the Colonel with distrustful eyes.
"Sir, we have a special method, it will definitely work."
"Then let's give it a try and put the attack on hold for now." The marshal gave the order.
"Yes, Marshal!" Several generals stood up and saluted the Marshal.
"The meeting is dismissed."
The marshal waved his hand, and the other officers and adjutants left the headquarters hall one after another, and soon he was the only one left.
"Number Zero, what do you think these supermen are?" The marshal seemed to be talking to himself.
"Based on the available information, I judge that they belong to superheroes, advanced civilizations, or gods." An inorganic voice sounded in the hall, responding to the marshal's question.
"Number Zero, have you read too many movies and novels? Only one of these three answers is reliable." The marshal raised his head and looked at the ceiling with helpless eyes.
"No, their behavior cannot be explained by common sense. The other party's ability looks like magic to us, which means that their level of civilization must be far higher than ours. It is impossible for the Human Alliance to create such super soldiers, and their soldiers also need to use
Fighting with guns. To directly slap a heavily armored soldier into a coma like this is obviously not something that can be done with existing technology. And my intuition tells me that the opponent is more likely to be a god."
"Number Zero, you are getting more and more interesting. In this era where the sky is full of spaceships and the ground is full of speeding cars, you actually told me that gods appeared in the world? Maybe the other party used some kind of force field or hypnotic drugs?
"
"If it is a force field, then such a miniaturized force field generator cannot be manufactured with existing technology. You also saw that the kid who disposed of the bomb was wearing a tight suit, and there was no room for the equipment. As for hypnotic drugs
, that’s even more impossible. Even I can’t calculate the time difference between when the opponent’s palm touches the soldier and when the soldier falls into a coma. In other words, it can be considered that the soldier fell into a coma at the same time he was touched. As far as I know
We know that no drug can achieve such an effect, which is unscientific."
"It seems that we have attracted a great character this time..." The marshal leaned back on his chair and sighed.
"Yes, my intuition tells me that we should disband the revolutionary army immediately and then apologize to the other party."
"...No. 0, what's wrong with you? You just said something like that and you're going to be shot. Where did you get the intuition from an AI?" The marshal's body stiffened, and the whole insect felt bad.
"There's nothing wrong with me. I can't explain what I said or did, but my gut tells me that I do have such a thing and it's right."
"...It seems that your host needs major repairs..." The marshal shook his head and said helplessly.
"Okay, I want to upgrade to the latest XF9800EX quantum computing core, the one specially customized by Damian Company for the Ministry of Defense."
"That won't work! The energy consumption of that piece of shit is too high, so it just deceives those idiots from the Ministry of National Defense!"
"Actually, you can't get it, so that's why you say that?"
"...Do you want to be the online game server of Black and White Bird Company?"