At 11:20 pm, Tommy lay quietly on the chair. Under the influence of alcohol, Tommy was drowsy, but he still waited. After all, Oleben had left for almost an hour.
Now Tommy feels some anxiety. If it is true that those Stikas are not afraid of the threat of special weapons as Oleben said, then it is indeed very likely that a war will break out in the future.
For the past half century, Steka has lived in human slavery, and such hatred is difficult to resolve.
"If this matter is not handled properly, it will cause unimaginable harm to the United States."
Tommy's current idea is very simple. Go meet the emperor of Steka, and then try to communicate to see what the other party thinks, and then try to have reconciliation and communication. This kind of thing is particularly important for the entire United States.
Now that Tommy has obtained the full support of the military and a large part of his family, Tommy is very clear that he can firmly hold the position of president in the future. The next step is to transform the country and make this suffering country a better place.
Good times, but war will come.
At the thought of this, Tommy became restless, and then he stood up directly, pressing his forehead that was already wet with sweat. At this time, the door of the room opened, and Oleben walked in with a heavy face.
"We all want to ask you a few questions. I hope you will come with me, President Tommy."
Tommy nodded and followed Oleben. After a while, he walked through a corridor and entered a dark metal hall. It was surrounded by no light, except for a small platform in the middle, which was illuminated by light.
On the table.
"If you have anything to ask, just ask, gentlemen and ladies!"
Tommy stood on the small stage under the spotlight. He looked at the darkness around him. Tommy smiled and said.
"Why don't you dare to show up in public?"
"President Tommy, for some reasons, we cannot show up. Please understand."
The cold mechanical male voice came out, Tommy laughed, and then his eyes became serious.
"This country has long been in dire straits. There are 59 states and more than 400 million people, most of whom live in dire straits. I know you know the problems and root causes of this country better than I do, and everything has been completely controlled.
In your hands, that’s why this country is in ruins.”
There was a burst of laughter, and it was also a mechanical sound.
"President Tommy, please pay attention to your speech. This is not your presidential residence. We..."
Bang.
Tommy's fist hit the small table, and Oleben hurried over.
"Please give me a glass of wine."
Oleben nodded, and after a while a robot brought wine. Tommy took the wine and took a sip. He had long been unhappy with these people.
"Please put away your arrogance. We are here today to talk about big issues that may affect this country. I am not your subordinate, let alone your pawn. Please make this clear. If you are not clear,
Then there is no need to continue talking, whether you are willing or allow it or not, I will go to see the emperor of Stika."
Tommy's somewhat harsh words silenced the scene, and Oleben said nothing. He had discussed some things with others just now, but they still didn't intend to let Tommy talk to the emperor of Steka. After all,
The current problems cannot be solved through negotiation.
Therefore, most people's final opinion is to delay first, let Steka believe in them, release some goodwill, temporarily delay them, and then conduct crazy research to develop weapons that can continue to restrain them as soon as possible. This kind of time only needs to be gained
If they do, the future will still be theirs.
Although it may cost some people, it is all worth it.
"President Tommy, even if you go, you can't do anything. After all..."
"If I really couldn't do anything, I wouldn't be standing here. Please think clearly. This country is not your toy, and it is not a place you can trample on."
Tommy was really angry, but this group of people were still aloof. Laughter came, and Tommy snorted coldly.
"You can laugh at any time if you want to. After all, smiling can make you happy, but it actually doesn't solve anything."
"President Tommy, although you have the support of the people, it is not the people who control everything. You can stand here now, but you may step down tomorrow."
Tommy was not surprised by the other party's threats, because he knew very well that it was the people in Area 51 who truly controlled the country.
"Then please try and let me step down. I would like to see what other methods you have."
There was no cowardice in Tommy's words at all. He didn't know who these people hiding in the darkness were, but in Tommy's opinion, these people were just out-and-out cowards, hiding in the darkness to manipulate everything.
Dare to appear in the light.
"Let him get out, we don't want to talk to this madman."
Someone shouted, Tommy smiled and took a sip of wine, then lit the cigarette and pulled off his tie. Oleben looked very bad at the side.
"President Tommy, let's talk calmly. After all, this kind of thing cannot be solved in a short time."
As soon as Oleben finished speaking, Tommy shook his head and said.
"It's not just for a while, but you always only think about your own interests. As long as your status and interests are consolidated, you can pretend not to see anything, and you won't even think about other things. By doing this, you will let yourself
You will always be wrapped up in a huge barrier. You don’t even have the courage to step out of the barrier and stand under the light. Everything a group of people like you think and do is based on your own interests and rights.
, you have never thought about anything in this country.”
Tommy was so emotional that Ole wanted to stop him, but Tommy took a sip of wine and continued.
"Have you ever been to the slums? Have you ever seen the situation at the beach? Can you imagine that there are people who run around every day for 1D, and even get sick and cannot stand up, so they can only drag their exhausted bodies out, otherwise they will die tomorrow
You will starve to death. Can you imagine that some people can no longer see the future and are waiting to die on a small boat on the seaside? Have you ever experienced such despair? You haven’t, and you can’t, because you are high up, and your birth determines everything.
, you can decide everyone's life! You bastards, you are not gods, but the most despicable scum!"
Oleben's eyes widened, and Tommy banged the table angrily.
"You guys are talking to me? What do you want to talk about? How can you control everything so that no problems will happen? Talk about how to put on a show to deceive the people? Talk about how to let capital continue with you? Listen clearly.
Yes, I am the president of this country now. It is I who have to solve the problem, not you who arranged for me to solve the problem. I am not a puppet, let alone a robot. If you are really human, please have some compassion. If
If you lose even the most basic compassion, you will no longer be human beings, but demons!"
Tommy's eloquent speech left many people speechless. Oleben's face was serious. He didn't know why Tommy suddenly said so many words, and these words were full of explosiveness.
"President Tommy, you are here to talk things over, not to quarrel with us, right?"
Tommy clenched his fists and stared fiercely at the darkness around him, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then Tommy said.
"If you still hide in the darkness, then the only way to go is war in the future, and I will smash everything."
Oleben looked at Tommy in shock.
"This madman, take this madman..."
"You don't even have the courage to face me, so what? I have nothing to talk to you. If you really want to talk, talk to me under the light and let me see who you are.
What kind of face do you have, or are you wearing devil's clothes and afraid to appear in the light?"
Snap.
The lights came on, and Tommy could see clearly in an instant. There were a bunch of old men, old ladies, and a few younger people. The one who turned on the light was a man with long black hair. He looked to be in his early 30s, and his face was pale.
It was very strange, his eyes were serious, and then the glass covers were opened one by one, and many people criticized him.
"Gerald, what do you want to do?"
The man with long black hair named Gerald laughed.
"Since Mr. President wants to see us so much, there is no need for us to hide him."
After Gerald finished speaking, other people's eyes were stunned. Tommy saw several former presidents, both men and women, who looked horrified, as well as the previous president.
"There is only one thing I want to say now. If you still have the idea that everything will be solved if you wait for a long time, then I think it is unnecessary. After all, if this matter is not solved, something will happen in the future that will make it difficult for you.
What we can imagine is that a tragic future is approaching us. In the future, all power and capital will cease to exist."
Gerald jumped out of an egg-shaped warehouse. He clapped his hands, and soon a robot brought wine.
"Mr. President, you must be responsible for what you say."
Tommy patted his chest, lit a cigarette, and sat down directly, his eyes serious and imposing.
"Of course I will take responsibility. If you still hold such thoughts, the future will make you unbelievable."
Gerald laughed.
"So according to your ideas, how should we solve the problem?"
Tommy said with a smile.
"Let me talk to the emperor of Steka so that we can find a solution. Otherwise, Steka's revenge on us will just be the beginning."
To be continued...