Chapter 449 Tears of the Phantom【Please guarantee!】
Chapter 449 Ghost’s Tears [Please protect me!]
Author: Back to business
Chapter 449 Ghost’s Tears [Please protect me!]
"Boss, they are taking action!"
Lu suddenly jumped out from beside him.
Boss Yang, who was doing the pre-war "horse killing chicken", almost tore off the muscle massaging robot arm.
"Just make a move, what are you doing when you suddenly jump out!"
Yang Ming pulled the only piece of cloth around his waist in the correct direction.
Lu laughed twice: "I am your companion thinking body. Rounding it off is like a part of your brain. How can you be so polite to your own brain? Hehe."
Yang Ming: “Oh, no wonder I’m always called a pig’s brain by my mother.”
"Eh? Did Posuo say that?"
"Remove your screws, believe it or not!"
Yang Ming gritted his teeth and cursed, while Lu giggled beside him.
As long as you win the quarrel with the boss, the rest of the day will be happy.
"What did they do?"
"Ah, Faint Zhao, it can be said that he is walking exactly according to our rhythm."
Lu immediately returned to being serious and said quickly:
"According to the preliminary information I have, they should have taken a series of measures against you, starting with the military. At this stage, they have three main measures.
"Drag a military port near Sakaar and aim the muzzle of the cannon at your head;
"Suppress the elites you trained in the Military Intelligence Bureau, marginalize them in the Military Intelligence Bureau, and transfer them to some marginal departments at the same level, away from the real power system."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have their wages and bonuses been affected?"
"No, boss."
"That's good," Yang Ming said, "send them a private message and let them take a break for a year, and tell them directly that there will be times when they will be busy later."
"Yes, boss," Lu said with a smile, "The third step is that they are going to hold a press conference. It seems that they want to directly use the official endorsement to publicly display the scene of you, boss, simulating the ancient god's life form to kill terrorists."
Boss Yang raised his eyebrows: "Look, I said they would take the bait. There's no way they won't use such good material."
"Okay," Lu sighed, "I do tend to overestimate the core decision-makers of the empire. I will subconsciously regard Li as my opponent. In fact, Li has been sleeping recently and shows no sign of waking up."
"She said she wanted to borrow me, but now she has borrowed me?"
"Not sure, we still have to be more careful, more cautious, more cautious!"
Yang Ming gave a thumbs up and continued to ask: "What about other aspects?"
"Some reporters and political commentators from the official media in the empire have received a secret mission. They want to create panic among the people about the white ghost after the military press conference. To put it simply, they want to expel you from your membership.
"
"Uh," Boss Yang's forehead showed a few black lines.
Lu smiled and said:
"In addition, the tentacle organization, which is seemingly directly controlled by the emperor, is also preparing to make a report on the current dangers of the White Phantom to His Majesty the Emperor.
"Propaganda departments at all levels of the empire have also received orders to ensure that grassroots officers do not blindly worship the White Ghost.
"They will then revise the historical records of the Great Insect Tide and exaggerate the results as a victory obtained through sacrifice by the empire's soldiers, rather than the protection of the low-dimensional world by high-dimensional civilization warriors."
"I like this one," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Personality worship is not necessary."
"Their trends are basically these. What is certain is that they will next want to 'de-ghost' the power agencies and carry out propaganda and public opinion exaggeration and confrontation."
Lu groaned a few times:
"Boss, should we still go at our own pace?"
"Of course you have to go at your own pace."
Yang Ming said:
"They are doing their thing and we are doing ours. There is no need to respond to such insignificant tactics. In terms of public opinion, let them do whatever they want. You will always collect information about their black and white ghosts to prepare for subsequent countermeasures.
Prepare.
"Actually, taking advantage of this confrontation, I also want to do a fan refinement."
"Fan refinement? Boss, this is not a compliment."
"Yes, White Ghost fans."
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Now I have too many fans, especially in the empire. In fact, it is not convenient for us to carry out the next plan.
"As long as the majority of the people have a good impression of me and trust me, that's enough.
"When they used images of me killing terrorists to build momentum, we gave them a boost and showed the subsequent images of terrorist bases being razed to the ground by shaped energy bombs, and then with a rhythm, we said 'terrorists'
They are also human beings', 'Why should we directly kill terrorists?' and so on.
"Fans who can accept my way of dealing with terrorists are often radical individuals with a fighting spirit. How holy can those who believe that 'terrorists also need to be treated equally' be? I hope they will stand up against imperial hegemony and exploitation.
,is it possible?"
Lu hummed a few times: "You can't generalize everything. Most people are Internet virgins. When their own interests are involved, they will naturally resist. I still don't recommend you to screen fans. After all, we can be as big as we are today."
The main influence of fans is the inclusiveness of fans."
Yang Ming:……
"You are doing the same thing. It would be a pity not to run an idol company."
"Boss, you make the decision."
"Okay, okay, this matter is up to you and we will proceed according to our original plan."
Boss Yang waved his hand, turned over and lay on the massage chair, letting the robotic arm rub his back muscles.
"I'll relax first and face Catherine immediately. I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle."
"Come on!"
Ritsu made a cheering gesture full of energy, and the immersive image disappeared with a hiss.
Yang Ming hummed a few times comfortably and changed the direction of his head.
"These old guys in the empire can't keep their composure."
…
'Captain Gris, today's conversation ends here. You can go back and think about it carefully. This is related to your future and the future of your team members.'
'Captain Gris, we have to explain something to you. Cyborgs still have no possibility of improving their political status in the empire. However, there is a judgment curve for whether a cyborg can be classified as a cyborg. As long as the description in your information is appropriate.
With the modifications, you may actually be promoted forward.'
'I know you are a fan of the White Ghost, but you are also the highly respected Captain Gris in the Skywrath Fortress. You should understand how much resources the empire has spent on training you. We still hope that you can stand unswervingly for the empire.
Think about the problem from your standpoint.'
'The White Ghost has now become our trouble. The existential threat and political oppression it brings have forced us to make some responses in advance.'
'Of course we are not targeting the Grand Duke of the Empire, but...you understand, his influence is too great.'
Gris wiped his face vigorously.
Sitting slumped in the shower room, he turned on the simulated climate function, letting water droplets fall on his face like raindrops.
In the past two days, I have been called to talk to the fortress garrison four times in a row.
Gris was a little confused as to what the white ghost had done to the empire.
The current situation is that the White Ghost helped the empire defeat the terrifying insect wave. Then, the empire's senior officials were afraid of the white ghost's appeal to the people of the empire, and began to do some premeditated and prepared smear work, and tried to pull the white ghost down.
altar.
politics.
This is the so-called bullshit politics!
Gris clenched his fists.
But he didn't know why he was so angry. Even when he was angry, he would also think about what he, the "security captain", had done to make the organization so worried that they kept coming to talk to him.
Gris wanted to send a message to Hanton to remind Hanton to pay attention to this matter;
But Gliss immediately thought of Hanton’s terrifying intelligence capabilities that were almost comparable to those of powerful intelligence agencies, as well as the mysterious ‘White Ghost Galaxy Fans Support Club’ that he belonged to...
Thinking too much.
With this method alone, they wanted to bring down the White Ghost, but they obviously thought too much.
But this kind of behavior from the imperial officials still made Gris feel very disgusted.
Disgusting and disgusting.
Bang bang bang!
There was a loud banging sound outside the door.
As soon as Gris heard the force of the knock on the alloy door panel, he knew who the daredevil was, so he dried his body slowly, put on his bathrobe, combed his mid-length hair that was not flowing with his fingers, and slowly pulled it apart.
Alloy doors.
A handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes raised the projection device in his hand and shouted to Gris: "Captain, look! The latest news about White Ghost!"
Gris curled his lips slightly, straightened his face, and said seriously: "How many times have I told you, as an elite member of the empire's secret forces, and an elite warrior of the empire, you must be calm and stable in everything, and don't make noises when nothing happens.
If this is spread, people will think you are frivolous and impetuous... What's going on?"
"look!"
The young man pressed the switch of the projection device, and a piece of news suddenly popped up.
Those huge words were slapped directly on Gris’ forehead:
[The battle of generations! Love, hate, and hatred! The White Ghost officially confronts the super-modified traitor Catherine! The fierce battle lasts for three minutes! 】
Gris was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Only three minutes? Is the endurance so low?"
He murmured to himself, then clicked on the video under the news title, and saw a real fierce battle with multiple cameras, full perspectives, and full of details.
"Come in and take a look!"
Gris pulled his team member into the room, took the projector from the team member's hand, and adjusted it to the first frame.
This picture is somewhat interesting.
The background is a starry sky, and then rows of text slide upwards quickly.
[After the White Ghost obtained a list of terrorists on Dominguez Planet, it began to pursue the terrorists who had been disrupting the empire for a long time. The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency and the Imperial Border Guards joined forces and gave them a short period of time.
The terrorist organization was severely damaged. Catherine, the defected God of War, who was active in the resistance organization on the border of the empire, tried to rescue members of a terrorist organization in order to expand the power of the imperial resistance organization she led. The White Ghost discovered her traces and drove his ancient technology
The battleship blocked her on her way home, and a fateful battle began...]
Immediately afterwards, a close-up of a distant view appeared on the screen.
The white ghost wearing the iconic exoskeleton armor stood on the bow of the ancient technology ship, staring at the rising transport ship below.
On the outer layer of the transport ship, Catherine, wearing a red exoskeleton armor and a new space suit, stared at the white ghost Hanton from a distance.
The main gun of the ancient technology warship at the feet of the white ghost has begun to charge;
The transport ship at the feet of the defected Goddess of War was accelerating desperately, trying to change direction.
"Catherine."
The shouts of the white ghost came through the screen.
A note appeared on the side:
[This video has been adjusted, edited and post-rendered to ensure 100% authenticity, and the audio is a radio communication conversation on the public channel of both parties.]
"Come back with me," the white ghost said in a deep voice.
Catherine's voice was calm and somewhat helpless: "I can't go back to Hanton."
"Why?"
White Ghost's voice was slightly trembling and tight, which is a common phenomenon when a person's mood fluctuates.
"Catherine, we had a wonderful time on Yaha, and you introduced me to the Super Modifiers when I was playing Hui Saka.
"You told me at the time that although there are many bad things about the empire, the hundreds of billions of people here need guardians. They need someone to save them from the hands of the wanton nobles and the vicious capitalists. They need someone to help them.
When justice speaks out, we can stand up.
"I did this, but what about you? You didn't even leave a word, you just left me and betrayed the empire.
"You were bewitched by the New Federation, right?
"Is it okay to come back? I can use my switch to obtain the empire's pardon for you."
Catherine said calmly: "Grand Duke of Hanton, please don't be so naive, and you must consider the feelings of Her Highness Daphne. We are just former lovers."
"Catherine, now you have betrayed the empire, betrayed me, betrayed the belief that you guided me to establish! This is not a childish matter of personal feelings!"
"Hanton, let me leave, I don't want to fight with you."
"What's wrong with you! Didn't they say that super-modifiers are all stamped with ideological stamps?"
"Hanton," the giant chopping knife in Catherine's hand began to vibrate at high speed: "Don't stop me!"
"You must give me an explanation today!"
The jetpack behind Catherine suddenly sprayed out thick tail flames, she let out a shout, and the strength of the top super-modifier exploded instantly.
Yang Ming clenched his fists tightly and pulled down the lightsaber hanging from his waist. He held it with both hands and the light blade popped out. He looked like an arrow from the string and charged towards Catherine!
Gris' eyelids twitched.
The two strongest warriors of the empire started a fierce duel with the arc of the planet's atmosphere as the background, the deep space and the blue-white stars in the distance as the composition.
The experienced Gris could tell the strengths and weaknesses of both sides at a glance.
The white ghost shows mercy at every turn, and Catherine has tried her best to launch an offensive.
The sword that cuts a horse keeps drawing sharp arcs;
When the lightsaber was closest to Catherine, it only cut off a strand of her golden hair.
Catherine, who is carrying a jetpack, is completely suppressed in mobility by the white ghost flying in the flesh, but Catherine's sword can always burst out with powerful force, and occasionally it can even cut the red light film around the white ghost to cause violent fluctuations.
.
This shocked Gris.
He clearly knew how powerful the white ghost was, so he was shocked by the fighting power Catherine showed at this moment.
During the fierce battle, the conversation between the two caught Gris' attention again.
"Catherine, come back with me!"
"Hanton, I have already embarked on this path, there is no reason to look back!"
"Catherine! It was you who kept telling me not to betray the empire and to become a part of the empire to protect the people of the empire. But now you are standing on the opposite side of us!"
"This country is hopeless!"
Catherine's voice was trembling:
"They are just constantly oppressing the people! They use regions to divide them, use the Emperor Star to exploit the Emperor Star Circle, and the Emperor Star Circle exploits the outer planets, so that resources are highly concentrated near the Emperor Star!
"This is just to satisfy their wishful thinking, they want to enhance their individual dimensions!
"Hanton! We super-modifiers are all embryos cultivated and used as victims for dimension-enhancement experiments. Before we reach the peak of our power, we are doing some dirty things for the empire!
"You don't understand anything at all!"
The white ghost shouted: "I don't understand! We agreed to change the empire together!"
"You can't change this empire! They can lift you up, or push you down at any time, because the empire continues to plunder and ensure the people's high welfare life, and it is impossible for people who are addicted to dreams to resist the oppression of the empire!"
"The Empire isn't as bad as you think."
"Then go to the edge planets! Go to the slave planets! Go to the estates of the great nobles and capitalists! Darkness, depravity, and evil are happening every day!"
"Catherine, we can change it if we just do it..."
"You know Hanton! You know it!"
"Catherine!"
"The emperor is just a puppet. The Sherman family behind him are the real sinners who suck the blood of hundreds of billions of people!"
"That's enough Catherine!"
"Daphne is the rope they use to tie you up!"
"Catherine!"
"Striving for survival through moderation is just a futile effort. Compromise and cooperation will ultimately lead to a dead end! Fight! We must resist! We must let them know that everyone deserves respect!"
Buzz——
Catherine's giant knife slammed into the red light film on Yang Ming's chest, causing Yang Ming to fly backwards.
During this gap, the transport ship had already completed its U-turn, flew out of the outer atmosphere, and was speeding towards deep space.
Catherine turned to look at Yang Ming, and the flight pack pushed forward with all its strength, leading her towards the transport ship.
She took off her helmet, leaving only her beautiful face wrapped in a transparent space suit, and looked at Yang Ming with a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes.
"I love you, Hanton, but I can't give up my ideals because of personal feelings."
"My ideological stamp still exists. I am loyal to the empire, but Hanton, an empire without an emperor, no aristocrats, and no strong class oppression, is worthy of my loyalty."
"Freedom and democracy should come to this ancient country that has existed for tens of thousands of years. Everyone should have the right to live equally, instead of contributing 90% of labor output to the exploiting class."
"My power is limited, Hanton, but even if it burns myself, I should light this flame... You are my idol, you can do more, wake up quickly, Hanton, they are
If you don’t protect your home star, when you leave this world to explore higher dimensions, what awaits the fate of your home star is infinite slavery..."
in space.
Yang Ming lay there quietly, being affected and pulled by the gravity of the planet.
Dongfeng did not fire its guns from beginning to end.
The last frame of the video is frozen behind Yang Ming's helmet, and you can faintly see a tear falling from the corner of his eye.