Are you touching me in the military industry? I sell fishing rods!

At this moment, Alster became hysterical.

Ever since Longcun exported the Falcon UAV to Shaluotuo for the first time two years ago, his authority that originally stood at the top of billions of people in the world has been seriously challenged.

His last glory was when Long Village asked them to take responsibility for the rocket engine that attacked Long Village more than a year ago and to make a public apology. That time, instead of apologizing, they turned the tables and shifted the blame to Long Village, even demanding that Long Village apologize to them!
At that time, Longcun could only hold his nose, break his teeth and swallow the blood.

At that time, the whole world was laughing at Long Village!
And their Black and White Eagle Village, just like countless times before, once again demonstrated their strength in front of the world.

They call a horse a zebra and confuse right and wrong, and no one dares to say anything to them.

However, that time was their last glory!

Since then, their glory has begun to disappear at a terrifying rate.

Today, they have been discharged from the army and can retire!

And Long Village is still hunting them down and killing them all!
When he thought of this, Alster's already red eyes turned even redder and black!

however--

"Sorry Sir, I'm sorry I can't convey your instructions..."

Faced with Alster's hysterical roar, Preston did not execute it immediately as he had done in the past, but responded with a blank expression.

"???"

Hearing Preston's emotionless voice, Alster cast a pair of almost cannibalistic eyes directly at the other party.

At this time, under Alster's cannibalistic gaze, Preston still said expressionlessly:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alster. The Round Table held an emergency meeting not long ago and you were fired..."

Fired?

Alster's pupils shrank suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, incomparable rage surged out from the bottom of his heart!
His already hysterical face became even more ferocious: "Preston! Do you know what you are talking about?"

“……” Preston was silent.

He certainly knows what he's talking about.

I also know that the era of Alster is over.

After repeated failures, their Black and White Eagle Village needed someone to take the blame.

What is more needed is someone who can let the people vent their anger!

And this person is only Alster!
As for other people, regardless of whether they have the weight or not, even if they do, no one is willing to stand up and take the blame at this time.

The collapse of the throne brings not only the loss of power and status, but also the complete collapse of the economy!
The result of economic collapse is the people's tremendous anger. The angry people will directly tear into pieces those who made them lose their wealth!
In the past, they could shift conflicts through war, but now, war can no longer continue.

Alster will bear everything!
Seeing Preston's silence, Alster's expression became more and more ferocious.

He even pulled out the needle in his hand and threw it away, then struggled to get up.

Seeing this, Preston wanted to say something.

But this time, Alster completely ignored Preston.

No matter what Preston said, Alster turned a deaf ear to him. Not long after, Alster disappeared directly in the intensive care unit.

……

In the round table meeting room——

All the round table members gathered together.

But no one spoke.

The conference room, which was several hundred square meters in size, was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

The conference room was filled with smoke. The smoke from the specially made cigars covered most of the conference room...

I don’t know how long has passed——

boom! ! !
The tightly closed door of the conference room burst open, and then a figure rushed in from outside.

Before the people in the conference room could think about it, a hysterical voice rang out directly in the conference room:
"I don't care what you're thinking right now. Our only chance to suppress Dragon Village right now is to use mushrooms at all costs!"

"Only mushrooms can make those damned Dragon Village people face up to our strength. Only mushrooms can help us re-establish order!"

"Now, immediately! Immediately! Shoot logs at those damn camels!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, a figure with a pale face and red eyes came into everyone's sight.

It was Alster who had just left the intensive care unit!
At this moment, his face became more ferocious.

With his pale face due to illness, Alster looked like a vampire that had crawled out of a coffin...

Seeing Alster, everyone present frowned, except for the middle-aged man in the lead who showed a happy expression.

Even in the eyes of many people, there was a hint of undisguised disgust.

As for the leader, his joy was not because he saw that Alster was fine, but simply because Alster woke up.

Almost subconsciously, he wanted to speak and ask Alster to return to the position under his butt that originally belonged to Alster.

Although he had coveted this position for countless days and nights, he now had no attachment to it at all.

If he hadn't been carried by the Round Table Group, he would have absolutely no desire to sit in this position.

Are you kidding? What are you doing sitting here now?
Are you waiting to be the next scapegoat?
The building is about to collapse. This position is now full of steel nails. Whoever sits on it will have a hole in his buttocks...

However, even though he wanted to speak, before the leader could finish his words, a voice rang out:
"Mr. Alster, your current body does not support you to make any correct decisions. For the sake of your health, you should first take care of your body before participating in decision-making..."

Following the direction of the voice, I saw that the person who was speaking was a member of the Round Table Group with gray hair and a chubby figure.

"Smith, I know what you are thinking now, but no matter what you want to do, your only way now is to suppress the arrogance of Long Village, otherwise your power, your status, and your wealth will all become a bubble!"

"Now is your last chance, you have no choice!!"

Alster paid no attention to what the gray-haired member of the Round Table said. His scarlet eyes stared at the other party and everyone present.

Hearing this, everyone present looked a little ugly.

After a long time, one of them finally spoke:

"Alster, do you know what happened during the time you were unconscious?"

"Of course I know!" Alster said without hesitation.

"Then you should know that now is not the time for us to decide whether or not to use mushrooms!" the person who had just spoken responded bluntly.

"No! Now is the right time, and it's the last time!" Alster looked directly at the other person and said fiercely. Upon hearing this, the person who just spoke suddenly showed a sneer on his face:
"Alster, it's fine if you want to die, but don't take all of us with you!"

"Growing mushrooms? That sounds good, but how? The Dragon Village took away eight of our strategic black fish without a word, and we didn't even have the slightest reaction during the whole process!"

"Tell me, how do we grow mushrooms?"

While speaking, the person who spoke directly threw a document in front of him to Yarst, and then sneered again:
"This is the information just released by Longcun. They created an unknown number of Chiwen-class attack black fish without us noticing at all!"

"Each of these attack snakeheads is enough to destroy our entire fleet! They can even carry submarine-launched intercontinental ballistic missiles and grow mushrooms for us without us even noticing!!"

"So what?" Alster glared at the other party. "They are just some offensive black fish. We can't defend against their mushrooms. Can they defend against our mushrooms?"

Hearing this, everyone present looked at each other, and then the white-haired member of the round table who had spoken before shook his head slightly and said:

"Alster, your current mental state is not suitable for participating in decision-making. Preston, take Alster back to rest..."

Hearing this, Preston, who followed Alster closely, looked at everyone. Seeing that no one had any objection, he could only step forward with the two servants beside him and forcibly hold Alster.

"Preston! How dare you!!"

Being held by two people, Alster became furious.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alster, your body needs rest..."

Facing the furious Alster, Preston did not say much, and directly carried Alster out of the meeting room.'

Although he is Alster's confidant, to some extent, their relationship can be considered one of shared success and shared failure.

But as the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

Alster's future is over. This is the decision of the Round Table. In the Black and White Eagle Village, although the Round Table only has partial rights on the surface, in fact, everything in the Black and White Eagle Village is decided by the Round Table, or in other words, by the consortium behind the Round Table!
If these financial groups are dissatisfied, they can replace people at any time, even by using special means!
This kind of thing has happened more than once in the history of Black and White Eagle Village. Which of those administrators with a wild imagination is not like this?

Do you really think that without their authorization and control, someone could bypass so many security lines and attack the administrator? Do they in the Black and White Eagle Village have no dignity?
Under such circumstances, he would naturally not continue to follow Alster and crash into death...

"let me go!"

"Fuck you! Bitch!!"

"Smith! Field! Pierces! Fuck! You're going to regret it!!"

"..."

Alster's hysterical struggle and roars continued to sound.

Until finally, with the closing of the conference room door, the entire conference room fell into silence again.

No one paid any attention to Alster anymore, even though not long ago, Alster was sitting at the top of the round table...

"Everyone, tell me, what should we do next?"

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice finally sounded again in the conference room.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other. After a long silence, another voice finally sounded quietly:

"Let's negotiate a settlement..."

Hearing this, everyone present frowned.

At this time, the person who just spoke continued:

"We now have only two options. Either we completely break off relations and perish together with Long Village, or we can only negotiate and restore normal order through negotiation..."

"It's no longer realistic to completely break off relations and open Pandora's Box. Our underwater strategic force is only halfway gone, and there are countless Chiwens staring at us underwater!"

"What is certain is that although there is no evidence and Longcun has not publicly admitted it, the previous incident of our eight black fish must have been done by Longcun. Obviously, this is a warning from Longcun to us!"

"It can be predicted that if we really intend to break off relations with Long Village, they will most likely continue to take further measures against us!"

"So far, we know nothing about [Chiwen] except for the information released by Longcun! Similarly, we also have no idea whether our remaining underwater strategic forces have been targeted!"

"If our underwater forces are really targeted by the Dragon Village, once our underwater forces are completely destroyed by the Dragon Village, then we will completely lose the deterrent power of the underwater mushrooms!"

"On the contrary, the Dragon Village side can act recklessly and use mushrooms to intimidate us from underwater!"

Having said this, the person who spoke paused, then took out a USB drive and handed it to the servant behind him.

The attendant understood and quickly connected the USB drive to the conference terminal in the meeting room.

Before long, pieces of information appeared quickly on the huge display screen in front of the conference room.

At the same time, the previous voice sounded again:

"This is the information sent back from Polar Bear Village not long ago. It contains information about Dragon Village's strategic black fish..."

Strategic black fish?

Hearing this name, everyone present was shocked.

"This strategic black fish, codenamed by Longcun, is [Bixi]. It has a full load displacement of 5 tons and can carry NH-B submarine-launched intercontinental ballistic missiles with a range of up to kilometers!"

"These intercontinental ballistic missiles can carry up to eight 250,000-ton cyan mushrooms..."

"Under extreme conditions, a [Bixi] strategic black fish can carry 320 250,000-ton green mushrooms at one time!"

Three hundred and twenty 250,000-ton green mushrooms?
Hearing this number, everyone present felt their scalps tingling.

They simply couldn't imagine how terrifying it was for a black fish to carry so many mushrooms!
Previously, they used two mushrooms of 20,000 to 30,000 tons to destroy two cities in the Japanese village.

And now, three hundred and twenty 250,000-ton green mushrooms, even with the minimum destruction, can at least destroy three hundred and twenty cities!
What does three hundred and twenty cities mean?
There are only less than 300 cities in their Black and White Eagle Village with a population of over 100,000!

In other words, theoretically, one [Bixi] can cover all their major cities!

It's absolutely crazy!!

Although the theory is just a theory, given the distance between the two cities, even if a log carries eight mushroom heads, it is difficult to cover more than two cities.

However, as long as there are ten [Bixi] in Long Village, even if each log only carries one mushroom, that would be four hundred mushrooms!

If all of them were of the million-ton or five-million-ton class, then with four hundred of these mushrooms, even their mega-cities might be reduced to ashes in an instant!
Thinking of this, everyone's throat felt dry and they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"They... can't possibly have so many green mushrooms, right?"

I don’t know how long it took, but a somewhat dry and hoarse voice finally sounded in the conference room.

Hearing this, everyone struggled to break free from their uncontrollable fear and subconsciously thought about the possibilities.

But just a moment later, another voice followed:

"The green mushrooms may be fake, but with the strength of Dragon Village, we can definitely produce ordinary mushrooms of the same quantity and specifications..."

In an instant, everyone fell silent. (End of this chapter)