In the central square area of the underground base, Yang Ming stood in the corner of the square holding the hilts of two lightsabers, looking slightly lost in thought at a broken wall.
This square is very spacious and can accommodate a gathering of tens of thousands of people without any problem. There is a glowing canopy on the top. There are traces of explosions after fierce battles everywhere. Hundreds and thousands of mutilated terrorist corpses were left everywhere.
Obviously, Yang Ming had just fought a quick annihilation battle here, wiping out the organization's fighting force stationed at the middle level.
Yang Ming's military uniform was stained with some blood, and his military boots were dyed dark red.
At this moment, the floor he was on had no enemies except for non-combatants hiding in various buildings and facilities.
He is thinking about a problem.
To kill or not to kill these non-combatants.
Boss Yang had never thought about this issue before, because terrorists are terrorists. When they create panic and massacre civilians, they target innocent civilians.
Every member of this organization is an integral part of the butcher's knife.
'This is the self-restraint of moral sense.'
Yang Ming had already made a decision in his heart.
He picked up the hilt of the lightsaber, clicked the mechanical button a few times, and muttered: "Who said mechanical switches are the most reliable? Isn't this also broken?"
His voice clearly reached the ears of the senior imperial military generals in the virtual conference room.
Although Yang Ming's words were just a simple complaint, in the ears of those old people who had only their brains intact, it seemed to have a lot more meaning.
Immediately afterwards, the screen on the large projection screen in the virtual conference room first shook twice, and then spun around again.
The face of the Imperial Duke, the white ghost Hanton, appeared in front of the generals.
——Yang Ming took off his helmet, placed it on a broken wall, and took two steps back.
The generals thought that the white ghost would take the opportunity to say something.
But Yang Ming didn't say anything, he just stepped back far enough, took a deep breath, and slowly floated upward.
The group of veteran generals from the military headquarters held their breaths and stared at Yang Ming's figure.
The previous rapid annihilation battle in which one man counterattacked and surrounded thousands of people had left a deep impression on them. There were several pieces of information hidden behind this attack on the terrorist organization - White Ghost's intelligence capabilities, penetration capabilities, and unrivaled individual soldiers.
combat capability.
These few points alone are enough to make these generals who were previously afraid of the white ghost and deliberately suppressed the white ghost give up their thoughts.
But at this moment, they have a premonition...
They had a premonition that they were about to witness some important event or some kind of ceremony today.
Yang Ming's body was once again wrapped in a red film, which was pure and extremely dense biological energy.
He slowly opened his hands, as if feeling something.
Throw away your inhibitions and release yourself.
'whirling.'
Yang Ming called out from the bottom of his heart.
He saw the starry sky again. In the starry sky, there was a dancing girl who looked like a girl. She looked at Yang Ming curiously, as if she was asking Yang Ming what he needed her to do with her eyes.
Yang Ming stretched out his right hand to Wu Sao, Wu Sao did not hesitate and contributed his share of biological energy.
Red lines appeared on Yang Ming's forehead.
The blood-red film around his body began to slowly expand.
This film seemed to have become a living thing. The originally smooth surface began to become uneven, and tentacles that looked like substance extended outwards, like a sun with hair, and like a sun that seemed to be magnified by countless numbers.
times of monokaryotes.
The generals could vaguely see the white ghost hanging in the red film with both hands raised.
"Ancient God."
Admiral Thomas said in a deep voice.
The quiet virtual conference room suddenly became filled with more discussions.
"Is this the complete form of the ancient god's life form?"
"I can only say it's relatively close."
"According to the information we have, not all ancient gods look like this. One of the characteristics of the ancient gods' living bodies is disorder and chaos, and their appearance has no fixed appearance."
"Generally speaking, the more standardized and regular the appearance of an ancient god, the higher the threat."
"This ancient god... I mean, the ancient god's life form simulated by the Ghost Archduke is already very close to those recorded, powerful real ancient god individuals. They are all terrifying creatures that can destroy fleets."
The discussion suddenly stopped.
Nothing else, they heard a slight chirping sound.
Gu Guwu——
Deep space whale calls.
Immediately afterwards, the live broadcast in the virtual conference room switched the shooting equipment for the first time, from the perspective of Yang Ming's helmet to the surveillance perspective in the base, and the pictures continued to flicker.
The figures in various places in the underground base, regardless of gender, old or young, each left their original position, with empty eyes and dull expressions, and flocked to the upper and lower elevator passages at almost the same pace.
Groups of humans began to gather towards the indoor square where Yang Ming was.
They are like believers on a pilgrimage.
The well-armed guards took their hands off their weapons;
The men and women walking out of the scientific research area still held some experimental equipment in their hands;
The senior staff of the Chauvinist Freedom Organization, who walked out together at the bottom of the base, mingled with the crowd and kept moving forward.
The first batch of elevators arrived at the middle floor, and hundreds of humans stepped onto the central square, staring at the ancient god's life form that seemed to exist in real life, and their bodies walked uncontrollably to the corner.
A few minutes later, the second batch, the third batch...
At this moment, all the humans in this base, including logistics personnel and permanent personnel, a total of more than 16,000 people, walked through different paths and presented their most pious attention gifts before arriving at the 'ancient god'.
The instigator, Boss Yang, is still thinking calmly at this moment.
Now, the most powerful way to shock the old foxes in the Imperial Military is to directly issue an idea and let these 16,000 people kill themselves.
The impact is absolutely amazing.
But Yang Ming saw a lot of ordinary people and heard the kind-hearted voices of half of them, so he felt a little reluctant to take action at this moment.
Yang Ming understands the truth.
Not all the humans in this base voluntarily became free members of the chauvinists, just like many pirates who were robbed and became low-level employees on pirate ships.
This is the base of terrorists. Everyone is a member of a terrorist organization. No matter what they do, doctors, cooks, and cleaners are all screws of the terrorist organization. They should carry out thousands of suicide attacks on the organization.
Responsible for terrorist attacks and millions of casualties.
To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.
The seeds of hatred have already taken root and sprouted, so don’t leave any chance for the roots to propagate.
Moreover, to say the least... a shaped bomb will slide into the base later and completely destroy the place. No one can escape on such a celestial body that cannot survive on the surface.
Just follow the principles and don't be merciful.
Yang Ming closed his eyes and slowly pushed his right hand forward, and then pressed the lower part.
There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.
Seventy percent of the young and middle-aged people suddenly began to attack the humans around them. The old, weak, women and children who had been placed in the corner by Yang Ming were not affected for the time being.
Of course, the dozens of core management personnel of the chauvinistic freedom organization who were flagged by the law are not in serious trouble at the moment, and Yang Ming will still interrogate them.
The large-scale riot quickly subsided on its own.
There were tens of thousands of corpses inside and outside the square.
In the virtual conference room, many of the generals who witnessed this scene turned pale.
Two elderly people were breathing slightly quickly.
No one spoke up to discuss anything, everyone was thinking about what the scene they saw represented.
Woo——
The giant creature that Yang Ming evolved from the red film let out a low whimper.
At this moment, the bodies of the thousands of survivors slowly collapsed, lying in various places, falling into a deep slumber, with no possibility of waking up in a short time.
The red light flickered slightly, evolving into a red light film that looked like an ancient god, gradually became transparent, and finally slowly dissipated.
Yang Ming's figure was still suspended in the air. He slowly raised his right hand, and the bodies of dozens of top-level core members of the terrorist organization who were still alive began to float. They were dragged by Yang Ming through the air and pulled to the conference room on this floor.
Inside and outside the square, there were piles of corpses.
Yang Ming's helmet was still placed on his severed arm, and the empire's generals were still looking at the scene in front of them.
"This is the ancient god."
An old general expressed this emotion, sighing for a while.
…
Two galactic hours later.
An interrogation video became the top trending search topic on major portals both inside and outside the empire, and was widely circulated among a large number of social groups.
The format of the video is very simple.
White Ghost was sitting behind the conference table wearing a blood-stained imperial military uniform. People kept coming forward to be questioned. White Ghost explained in advance. He used some hypnosis and suggestion methods to get these people to fully cooperate.
And at the beginning of the video, Yang Ming said:
"You can choose not to believe the content of this video. It is a wonderful thing to have expectations for your current life, but these things should be made known to everyone."
Although the form is simple, the content is very exciting.
Especially the confession from the inexplicable old man, the leader of the jingoistic freedom organization and the most wanted criminal in the galaxy, made many "galactic free citizens" directly break the defense.
Yang Ming asked seriously: "Name? Or commonly used code name."
The old man replied calmly: "Inexplicably, this is my commonly used code name."
"What position do you hold within Chauvinist Freedom?"
"I am the leader of the Chauvinist Freedom. I retired ostensibly due to physical reasons a few years ago. In fact, this organization is still under my control, including finance, military training, and personnel training. All aspects are in charge of my disciples and close associates."
"Prove your identity."
The old man took out the pendant hanging around his neck. It was a projection device. After opening it, a complex double helix structure appeared:
"This is my genetic data and the accounts bound to the genetic data. The contents in the account are the best proof."
The inexplicable old man thought about it carefully and said seriously:
"The most direct proof is the confidential database in the deepest part of this base. Only I can open it, which contains the true accounts of our organization.
"If these cannot be proven, then I can only let my memory bear witness through reading and memory."
Yang Ming nodded and continued to ask questions.
He placed the identity verification process at the end of this video.
Yang Ming said: "After verification, you are indeed the former leader of this organization. Let me briefly explain the nature of your organization."
"Nature?" The inexplicable old man thought carefully, "If we want to characterize jingoistic freedom, then we should be a group of fighters fighting for freedom. We are all fighters... My subconscious told me that I should describe it like this,
Because we keep repeating this statement, it has formed a subconscious understanding."
"What about reality?"
"We are a terrorist organization."
The inexplicable old man laughed and said:
"However, it is slightly different from the broadly defined terrorist organizations in the interstellar world.
"The terrorist organization I am talking about is an organization that establishes influence and achieves its goals by spreading fear, threats and coercion. You are like the Dominguez's 'Emperor Destroyer' organization. They are pure.
A terrorist organization that has turned the Sherman Empire into its own goal and ideological program has a small self-interest, but a big one to resist the empire.
"But we are different. We are chauvinistic and free, and we will not unilaterally target the empire.
"For most human beings who enjoy their daily lives, nothing can destroy their daily lives and cause them profound panic than a terrorist attack."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "Can I understand that the fundamental purpose of your existence is to create fear?"
"Yes, you can say that."
"Why?"
"Actually, this is a business. For me, my students, and my subordinates, this is just a business."
The inexplicable old man said calmly:
"We are responsible for setting up a terrorist organization and causing small-scale disasters in some small countries to establish our brutal image.
"Then, forces looking for organizations like ours will come to us, and we will be able to obtain funds from the other party. The other party mainly allows us to be active in some political systems, cooperate with them, and achieve their political goals.
"To give you the simplest example, I remember very clearly the poison gas bomb attack on your Saka planet. I personally arranged it."
Yang Ming's fist was obviously hard.
Yang Ming asked: "Why is this?"
"We have two purposes for this attack, corresponding to two commissions from different political systems."
The inexplicable old man narrated in an orderly manner:
"The first commission came from the Free United States.
"The person who is looking for us is a businessman who has been secretly investing in us. He contacted us and said that he wanted to create some disturbances in the empire and let the empire continue to target the New Federation. This is a political provocation.
"The second commission was after the first commission. It was an old friend of mine. To be precise, my immediate boss, a new federal CIA officer who I have no way of knowing the real information. It is very likely that he was one of their deputy
Director, gave me an order to find a way to deal with the white ghost of the empire.
"After comprehensive consideration, I decided to launch a poison gas attack during the Imperial Diva's concert on Saka.
"In this way, the two commissions were resolved at once, and I received two action funds.
"These guys who come to us temporarily are much more generous than the New Federation who have cooperated with us for many years. The remuneration and hush money they give us are often ten times that of the CIA. However, it is impossible for us to get rid of the CIA, then we will really
They are terrorist organizations. Although my old friends have all died in various conspiracies and calculations, I still think that I can rely on the advanced technology of the New Federation to allow me to live for several more decades."
Yang Ming:……
He said that during that time, the New Federation seemed to have lost its mind. As soon as the CIA started to regain its activity, it directly attacked his territory.
Gas bombs are already a heinous crime, let alone human gas bombs, and they are done so obviously.
There are also articles in it about feelings.
Yang Ming nodded and asked: "Are there any examples of attacking other political systems?"
"Have you heard of the Battle of Luofeng's First Star? It was a very controversial event before. The Sherman Empire and its tributary country Luofeng attacked the New Federation's expedition fleet. That time was the New Federation's fortress.
Attack the planet Elendor and teach the empire’s dogs a lesson.”
The inexplicable old man laughed and said:
"This is our long-term cooperation model.
"We first go to this place to stage a terrorist attack. With the support of CIA intelligence, we can easily reach their prosperous economic areas, use bombs to blow up their landmark buildings and their crowds. We must cause huge casualties, and then
Let us express our political demands in a decent manner.
"Actually, wherever there are demands, the purpose of the existence of terrorist organizations like ours is to create situations.
"For politicians and a small number of people who have always been concerned about interstellar politics, this is not a secret at all, but most people in the world only care about their immediate lives. When they hear relevant news, they will also panic
.
"At this time, if the New Federation sends troops in the name of anti-terrorism, it can leave a positive image in the hearts of most people.
"This is a common saying, you have to be a bitch and you also have to build a monument. This is what the New Federation likes to do. No matter how rough it is and how many loopholes it has, it must maintain this form.
"Because this is justice for the majority, because they are the leaders of the democratic camp in the galaxy.
"Chauvinist organizations like ours all rely on their funds to survive, and terrorists... Yes, we are all terrorists, because what we do is to create panic and massacre civilians, but we have no program or belief.
Terrorists who only have interests, those terrorist organizations with strong national characteristics, generally find it difficult to exist for too long. They will be bound by their respective ethnic groups, because people are eager to live a peaceful and beautiful life.
"Businessmen like us can exist for a long time.
"Can you believe it? We already have our own internal culture. Whenever I stand on the podium and look at the young people who have been brainwashed by lies, I feel a sigh of relief.
"Sometimes I even feel that I am fighting a holy battle. As for why it is holy...who cares."
Boss Yang controlled his emotions and continued to ask: "It can be said that you are a non-staff organization of the new federal CIA, and you are also taking on private work yourself?"
"Yes, we are essentially businessmen, and businessmen ultimately focus on efficiency."
"Are there many members of your organization who are Domingos?"
"Yes sir, it should be said that in this day and age, most organizations like ours have to thank the Domingos Planet tragedy, or similar tragedies."
The inexplicable old man shook his head gently:
"Only hatred can nourish powerful warriors. The Dominguez people suffered great harm due to the empire's brutal invasion and continuous plunder.
"We only need to carry out some moderate packaging, instigation, beautification, and collective brainwashing step by step, and we will be able to obtain a group of loyal warriors.
"Suicide bombs and gas bombs are in themselves anti-human acts, and only people blinded by hatred have the courage and conviction to carry out such plans.
"But, sir, we must ask the question, why do they hate the Empire? It's impossible. The Empire has no fault at all, but they just hate it, right?
"It's true that I am a despicable businessman, but we also provide a way for these poor people who hate the empire to take revenge on the empire.
"The root of the evil lies in the invasion of the empire. We just took advantage of this incident."
Yang Ming asked: "Your actions are not limited to the empire?"
"It mainly depends on our funders and which regimes they want us to disrupt.
"However, generally speaking, we do not accept activities with higher risks. Only missions that are 100% sure and in which we do not suffer too many casualties are the most cost-effective options."
"Last question... Can you estimate how many people were killed during the years when you controlled freedom chauvinism?"
"No need to estimate, we have detailed statistics, it is 2,694,729 people, and there are more than 3 million casualties."
"One more question, where do the various weapons and technologies you use come from?"
"The New Federation gave it to us, the CIA provided us with technical support, and a large part of the black market everywhere, but some cutting-edge things were given to us by them."
"Are there any New Federation agents in your organization?"
"Of course, many of my disciples hold the title of senior agent of the New Federation."
"Call someone in."
"Okay sir."
The inexplicable old man turned his head and walked towards the door.
Yang Ming picked up the camera device. At the end of the video, he quietly stared at the camera for three seconds, then raised his left fist and popped out his middle finger.
[Bitch to the CIA].
[More interrogation materials will be released in the future].
…
When this video went viral across the galaxy, the New Federation's CIA and the Empire's military were conducting a discussion.
Unlike the "passionate confrontations" and "crazy blame-shifting" at the CIA, the atmosphere at the Imperial Military Headquarters can be said to be quite depressing.