Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

To be honest, Raphael also thought this was too weird. She was an American, a captain in the Navy, helping the Germans in the civil unrest in Leipzig, while the United States showed an attitude of letting it go.

Whether it is equipment or manpower, apart from the 14 engineering teams sent by the Army Equipment Command to participate in the transformation of L2A4, no extra manpower was deployed.

In the past, you could see CIA people hanging around, but now even they are gone.

She suspected that Washington was also expecting changes within Germany, preferably a war.

Otherwise their attitude cannot be explained.

Harry gave a normal reply, saying not to worry. With his reply, Raphael felt much more at ease.

The Strategic Air Force did not have much real power in the past, but now that tensions have risen around the world, Harry's position as lieutenant general has become more secure, and he has access to more intelligence and information.

But as his status grew, some began to feel dissatisfied with his continued control over DARPA.

Raphael was a little worried, and considering the old man's temper, he could only remind him implicitly that he must keep a firm hold on the Defense Research Projects Agency.

This is the foundation of his livelihood.

If he lost his position as director, the Air Force would kick him out without mercy. After all, the reason for Harry's existence was the Air Force's hand.

If a general from other military branches were to serve as director, he would do the same.

In the exploration of cutting-edge equipment, having a director who is one of our own will undoubtedly bring great convenience.

Just like the B-21 bomber improvement project that is currently being promoted, it is necessary to not only solve the ammunition bay problem, but also use cutting-edge technology to enhance flight capabilities. In addition, the adaptation work of the artificial intelligence "Metis" is also required.

Harry's ability to drive this process forward made everyone who had a say in the Air Force feel extremely satisfied.

As a result, the resources obtained by the army and navy here were reduced in disguise.

This is why many people attacked him for his rank and position. It was originally a 2-star major general position. Now that Harry has been awarded a -star lieutenant general and the corresponding position, he should not continue to control DARPA.

But no matter what, Harry was determined to catch it.

In his explanatory letter to Washington, he stated that the strong artificial intelligence based on the reconstruction of human brain nerves is still imperfect and still needs the support of relic technology. Although the replica production line of the relic core has not been restarted, the research has not stopped.

The Air Force's needs are just a small matter. DARPA has the corresponding technical reserves. The adaptation of the strong artificial intelligence "Metis" is more a matter of fly-by-wire flight control and central systems. The main resource investment is still in the research of artificial intelligence and relic product technology.

Harry also hinted that replacing staff now would inevitably have a serious impact on existing projects.

Of course, the Air Force is not stupid, and seeing people from other branches accusing Harry, various people stood up to refute those remarks, and it soon turned into a war of words.

Chapter 218 Faint move

As most protests do, it ended in an uncontrollable riot.

On the first day of the protest, they were unstoppable; on the second day, they were as frightening as tigers; on the fourth day, they saw through their true nature: a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps, nothing more than that.

This was how the protests across East Germany went from being orderly to being chaotic in just three days.

The riots gradually subsided. In times of chaos, when enough people died, the people who were swept by the frenzy finally woke up.

Raphael watched the news on TV and said to Lingyin beside him: "This is what they want."

"Things are getting interesting."

"Interesting? Lingyin, you see, the war may very well start from here. Our city, Leipzig, may be blown to pieces! Go find them and keep them here."

Raphael stood up and walked to the door, tiptoeing to take down the dark uniform and snow-white military cap from the hanger: "It's such a mess, there are so many things to do."

Lingyin yawned and stood up.

"What are you busy with? Aren't you happy with your job? You're providing refurbished tanks to the Wehrmacht, busy delivering tanks to the Polish Army, and working on the development of artificial intelligence based on the human brain neural network...

Even if the National Defense Forces wanted to come, they would have to travel at least 300 to 400 kilometers. Their army might not be able to defeat us.”

Raphael smiled. She didn't consider the army's offensive power, but she wouldn't consider this. She just felt that her role in this was really shameful, just like those CIA agents who provoked the civil war.

She patted the door frame to calm herself down, then said:

"Of course, you're right. There's no telling what will happen if the East German army or the Bundeswehr collide. Maybe they'll be crushed, maybe they'll be evenly matched."

"Okay, don't think too much." Lingyin put on her shirt, pushed her hair out of her eyes and said, "I'll go to the university and call them back."

"Remember to bring your pistol."

Lingyin lifted her skirt, revealing a Delta 2 pistol with a worn edge that looked a bit white, tucked into her waist. The spare magazines were in her backpack, so she could get them with just a backhand reach.

"I didn't expect you still kept this bag."

"She kept them all. Asuka thought they would come in handy someday, so she put them away. After all, they can fool the X-ray machine. As long as the security inspector doesn't ask to open them, they won't be exposed."

"That's the only advantage." Raphael thought it was dispensable. Because in truly important occasions, this kind of bag would first go through an X-ray machine, and then the security inspector would open it for confirmation.

This bag, which can be carried by hand or on the back of a backpack, may look deceptive on the outside, but its true identity will be revealed once it is opened.

However, guns are not the only tool for killing people.

Table knives, string, ballpoint pens, and even origami can all be used as murder tools. Guns are just the easiest and most difficult to defend against.

The most important point is not the weapon, but how to escape after killing the target.

The sniper was fine, as he hit the target with one shot from a distance, and he still had time to calmly pack up his equipment, change clothes, and blend into the crowd. It was like a close-range assassination, and that kind of retreat would be troublesome.

"Oh, by the way, tell the director of the computer department that this is not a verbal message from me, but an official notice from the US government. The Marine Corps will no longer provide safe haven for anyone outside the company and factory."

"Karl Marx University itself doesn't need protection." Lingyin was puzzled.

"Laboratory safety for the HNN team is provided by the Marine Corps."

"Ah... I understand." Lingyin turned and walked out.

Obviously, the US government hopes that the team will move to the factory due to security pressure. But she thinks this is unlikely, and at most they can use an executive order to withdraw American artificial intelligence experts and neuroscience experts.

The original staff of Karl Marx University Leipzig can at most form a smaller research team on their own.

Washington is making stupid moves again.

By now, Suzune was familiar with the route to the university. She had to go through the worst part of the city destroyed by the mob. Along the way, there were burned cars and looted shops.

In some places, even the covers of the sewage wells had been taken away. There were fallen trees, countless broken glass, wood chips, blue clothes and other miscellaneous items.

Looking back, the once bright and beautiful city has now become a mess.

The children, on the other hand, were jumping and dancing on the dilapidated streets, completely ignoring the angry looks of their parents behind them, as if the city riots were something interesting and new.

Schools are undoubtedly closed, otherwise children would not be on the streets.

Lingyin dodged the fat boy who was rushing towards him, and his mother ran over in a hurry and almost fell to the ground.

Obviously, this kid's butt is in trouble.

The abandoned cars parked haphazardly on the road seriously hindered the actions of firefighters and police cars, and public security returned to the state after the "Northern Lights" incident seven years ago.

One street might be undamaged, while the next was horrible. Lingyin saw a destroyed public piano, all the metal parts and strings were gone.

She turned into the park, avoiding the trash on the lawn and the homeless people lying around, most of them refugees.

In the corner, you can see a few useless people who are enjoying themselves, looking ecstatic and confused.

She skillfully found the side gate wall of the university, and under the gazes of many people with evil intentions behind her, she ran, jumped, and easily climbed up the three-meter-high isolation wall.

Seeing the outrageous situation, the homeless people left in disappointment. This was not a Fiji Cup delivered to their doorstep, it was clearly a humanoid monster.

……

On the other side, Raphael contacted Harry.

The old man was full of energy, and just by listening to his accent, one could tell that he was in good health recently. After a brief chat, they began to chat. From what Harry revealed, Raphael was sure of Washington's thoughts.

Just as she thought, Washington now hoped that Germany or France would be in chaos. As long as one of them was in chaos, their development in North Africa would gradually stagnate.

France did not accept too many refugees, and most refugees from Eastern Europe settled in Germany.

It's not that the CIA has not taken action, but that it has already taken action a long time ago.

The CIA troublemaker deliberately sneaked into Poland, took a trip to the yellow zone, and then crossed the border between Germany and Poland using an Eastern European country's identity documents to become a real "refugee."

This is an old operation of the CIA. It has previously instigated "color revolutions" in the Middle East and carried out subversive actions against target countries through street politics.

Now they are using the same old tricks again, first using money and essential daily necessities to pave the way, and then coercing ordinary people who are unaware of the truth, and they are simply invincible.

Chapter 219: We have a lot of experience in expanding our military

Half a month later, Lingyin rushed to the company headquarters to find Raphael early in the morning, and her hair was flying with running.

Raphael was watching Fisher destroy blank passports and stacks of visa applications. The consulate had hundreds of these, and they were slowly turning into dust.

Once these items are lost, they can easily become tools for spies and terrorists to sneak in. Piles of visa applications are also at the top of the destruction list because they carry enough information.

"Come on, follow me." Lingyin rushed in and said to Raphael.

"Where to go?"

"Just come on."

A black car with a driver was parked at the front door, and a middle-aged man with ruddy skin and gray hair was sitting in the trunk. Hans Schneider rolled down the passenger window and greeted Raphael.

"Hey, here, Captain!" Hans' voice sounded particularly happy. "This is General Karl-Heinz Kulas, head of the Leipzig MfS."

The dark red military base is enhanced with two leaves in the pattern of cornflowers, and five buckles in gold, white and gold intertwined with each other are matched with a silver five-pointed cornflower star at the far end.

The man in the car was indeed a general, a major general in the MfS National Security Department.

"General, Raphael is an authority in the field of artificial intelligence and the actual controller of the armored vehicle production and maintenance company. It might be better to take her with you. What do you think?"

The general perked up and looked at Raphael: "Very good, maybe she can provide some advice on the spot."

"I thought so. Come on up, Captain."

Raphael looked very strange, not knowing what Hans was up to. Logically speaking, the Americans should not get involved, because this was a German internal matter.

She glanced at Hans Schneider, whose face was pale but full of energy, his eyes were bright and sharp, and even the wisp of white smoke coming out of his cigarette seemed light and cheerful.

When Raphael got in the back seat of the car, Lingyin suddenly said to the general: "Can I go? I always go with Raphael."

Hans shook his head in embarrassment. The general, however, looked her and Raphael up and down with interest. Lingyin was wearing a loose casual shirt and loose work pants that were rolled up to reveal her calves.

There is something abnormally bulging around the waist, and you can tell what it is without having to say it.

However, he was more interested in the identities of these two ladies and the other two ladies who had not yet appeared, and whether their existence meant that the United States did not stand on the side of the Federal Republic of Germany, but maintained a neutral stance.

He smiled warmly and asked, "But, dear, aren't you worried?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Our activities are very sensitive. The Federation may send people to stop us and eliminate everything without a trace."

The general spoke English slowly but well.

"This matter is very sensitive and dangerous."

“It’s not that serious. We’ve been in Frankfurt before. Well, the city that became the successor to Berlin after the reboot.”

The general smiled at Raphael. "How about letting your sister go with us?" he said, making room for her to sit. Hans said nothing, but put out the cigarette with his fingers.

The car bumped and twisted its way to the station of the Felix Dzerzhinsky Guards Regiment. Leipzig had suffered a lot in the past few days. A strong wind blew away the fog, and the gentle morning sun made the streets present an ironic peaceful scene.

However, damaged buildings and private vehicles could be seen everywhere.

Thousands of windows were broken and boarded up temporarily, sidewalks were littered with rubbish and broken bricks, and major intersections were marked with MfS sentries and fortifications.

In these places, there are angry agents and nervous policemen, glaring fiercely, holding HK433 rifles in their arms, fingers on the trigger, blocking cars and pedestrians.

There were other people around, too, with equally vicious looks in their eyes.

"I can't believe this is still happening," the general said as the car passed through the checkpoint.

"Yes, you know, the destructive power of mobs is no less than that of war," Raphael said, "This may be the limit of riots, but when it comes to war, you should never test its lower limit."

The car drove over the stone bridge over the wide river. Under the bridge, the river flowed quietly. Behind them, the road maintenance workers and tow truck workers of the Municipal Bureau were working hard to clean up the charred wreckage of the car, leaving only the frame.

Leipzig is facing the blue sky and basking in the sunshine. From a distance, it seems increasingly safe and sound.

This city has wide roads, a magnificent cathedral, towering office buildings and clusters of square factory buildings.

After crossing the river, the car drove into an inconspicuous country road. The road was smooth and there were no oncoming vehicles.

"How far do we have to go?" Lingyin asked.