I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Despite this, the situation remained extremely grim. So grim that both sides felt like giving up. Without the fleet's firepower, sending any number of infantrymen would be a death wish.

The two commanders discussed it and decided to send a negotiator from the fleet to find out the other side's demands. Then they quickly made a plan.

So there was a situation where Sun Yang was preparing for a tough battle with the opponent, but instead received a phone call.

"What? I thought they would rush in and beat us up at all costs." Sun Yang hid in an office on the first floor of the hospital.

He blocked the doors and windows, removed his invisibility, and wrapped himself in curtains, not even revealing his eyes, like a slime.

"Professor, the other party is communicating by voice. There's no need to wrap yourself up so tightly." Antonina's voice came, but Sun Yang insisted that the other party would have a voiceprint comparison system, so it would be better to wrap yourself up.

Antonina said she could handle the noise, but Sun Yang insisted on seeing it through. After some hesitation, he finally agreed to the call.

"Hello? HELLO?" A timid voice came from the other side of the window.

In fact, there were no professional negotiation experts on the fleet, and no one had considered the situation where all the powerful and wealthy people were tied up.

However, after discussing the matter with their superiors, the fleet commander and the air force commander decided that they still needed to report the matter to their superiors. However, during this time, someone needed to understand the situation on the other side.

So in the end, an unlucky guy who was pushed by mutual blame was forced to do this.

"Oh, there really are people here to negotiate." Sun Yang seemed quite relaxed. This attitude put some pressure on the temporary negotiation experts of the opposing fleet.

Things aren't going as planned. Shouldn't they normally send a large number of military personnel to infiltrate? Why are we even talking about this? It's true that plans can't keep up with changes.

But to be honest, the conditions of negotiation... Sun Yang had never considered this in his conception.

After all, all this trouble was mainly for Atlas's development, and Sun Yang himself didn't think about getting anything useful from the other party.

Anyway, let's first control the whole Gu and see what the other side's diplomatic attitude is. If you don't rush in and kill us, we can't let Atlas save us.

"Hello, I'm Ike. Let's relax and communicate." The unlucky guy named Ike said tremblingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop talking nonsense. We are from the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect, you know that, right? Every one of those people I captured is damned."

"So you want to send them to hell... Is there any possibility of turning this around?" The temporary negotiation expert resisted the urge to shout 'Then send them to hell' and quickly started thinking.

"I see. Wait for me. First of all, we anticipate that the Marines and Air Force will be organizing a landing force soon, so we've prepared a considerable number of soldiers. However, it seems the person giving you the order won't be participating in the battle, right?"

"Yes, but this is subject to the conditions—"

"It has to do with the conditions. You can't make the decision. You're not a high-ranking officer, and your nervousness is too obvious. No, it's not right for the big shots not to charge in the front. Is that right? You go and die, and he takes all the honors?"

What the hell is this guy talking about?! Ike, the temporary negotiator, had a frown on his face.

"so......"

"So -! What about those senior officers hiding behind you?! Tell them to come out and answer the phone! I will kill anyone for every word of nonsense!" Sun Yang said fiercely.

Always bullying a soldier and beating him up. If you want to put pressure on them, you should put pressure on those who usually act arrogantly!

"Okay, okay." Ike looked at the officer next to him and, after receiving permission, he put down the call with a sense of relief. The people around him also frowned. Ike's mentality was still too bad to take on such a heavy responsibility.

So after the fleet command and the air force command learned about the situation, they could only stop the combat meeting with curses and send an officer.

Humph, how could someone this timid be a captain or commander? Damn it, if I don't mess with some important people, my trip would be in vain. Sun Yang, on his side, swayed with his legs crossed.

Soon, another communication request came and Sun Yang answered it.

"I am an officer of the Glory's Passport, and I need to understand—"

"Stop, your official tone really makes me sick. Broadcast this voice communication to the entire fleet and the entire air force first, don't hide it. I have my own detection methods, and if you don't do this, let's not talk about it." Sun Yang interrupted again very rudely.

You can be polite to the soldier Sun Yang, but there is no need to be polite to this group of people.

"Inhale - exhale - don't think that all your requests can be met." The officer's temper was not good, and his blood pressure naturally rose after being scolded by Sun Yang.

"Very good. Please pick three that you don't like and kill them, and throw them where the fleet's reconnaissance equipment can see them." Sun Yang opened the window and said to Strade, who was doing nothing on the second floor.

"You won't end well by doing this! You, you will definitely—" He became anxious upon hearing this, and the subordinates beside him immediately held him down, while repeatedly apologizing and begging Sun Yang for forgiveness, not to kill anyone.

"You'd better figure out who is the dominant one now. Don't just send some good-for-nothings out to do the work." Sun Yang did not retract his order.

Strider killed three men whose positions were unknown, whose wealth was unknown. He simply selected a few men, stabbed them to death with his weapons, and then cut off their limbs with his machete, as cleanly and neatly as a butcher.

He collected the dismembered bodies and wrapped them in cloth, but the cloth soon became stained red with blood.

Sun Yang also broadcast the call log to these dignitaries, subtly blaming the disaster on the fleet officers. It seemed that the officers did not agree to the conditions, which led to the slaughter of the people.

After all, many people will lose their judgment in dangerous environments. Even if they can return alive, the officer and his companions will not have an easy time.

Several of the powerful and influential were already shocked and in shock. But Strider remained completely unmoved. He simply wrapped up the remains and handed them to the Griffin drone outside.

Ah, this job is so easy. Strade, feeling completely unburdened, even whistled.

The Griffin drone carried the blood-stained cloth bag outside.

When the fleet commander heard the news, he was shocked and quickly locked up the man.

The news that a person was chopped off must never be spread outside, at least the powerful and wealthy must not know that this result was caused by the person they chose.

Those people wouldn't consider his excuses like "I didn't consider the enemy's frenzy" or "the combat environment was too harsh." They would simply assume that the damage was caused by his fault, and then kill him or torture him in some other way.

FUCK! The fleet commander struggled to think in a daze. Suddenly, his brain seemed to have a flash of electricity, as if he had figured something out.

Since the damage has already been done...don't even think about rescuing the hostages safely.

The other side has already started executing the hostages! We can't wait any longer! The longer we wait, the more doomed we become! There's no way to communicate!

We must immediately stop negotiations or appease the other side and prepare for offensive operations to minimize losses.

That's right, this is what we have to do. Or rather, this is the only way! Start the offensive immediately! We can't wait any longer!

The fleet commander quickly informed his own people. He then informed the Air Force of the contents of the communication. Upon hearing the news, the Air Force was also stunned and hurriedly asked the fleet commander about his next plan.

The fleet commander then revealed his intention to take the initiative to attack.

The Air Force finally couldn't sit still anymore. They changed the tone of the communication they had just been sending to their superiors and reported the intelligence provided by the Fleet Commander.

The superior's eyes went dark. What kind of monsters were these? Lacking information, the superior had no choice but to agree to take action. If they didn't act now, everyone would probably die.

The superiors could only place their hopes on the two troops stationed there. After all, it would take at least several hours for troops from other directions to arrive.

After receiving authorization, the Air Force and Fleet immediately mobilized their soldiers and tried to delay the attack for a while. Simply sweeping the enemy wouldn't allow them to execute the hostages with ease.

"I can meet your requirements, please don't do anything else! We have turned on the voice communication for the entire ship!" The fleet commander personally grabbed the microphone and spoke to Sun Yang.

In order to prevent Sun Yang from continuing to play pranks and expanding the losses, he could only really activate the voice chat function on the entire ship.

But Sun Yang ignored him completely and said directly: "Hey? Are you planning to send people up to take us down? Is that okay? You guys hate these powerful people too, right? If there is a way to solve it even with undead people, would you like to discuss it?"

"You've already killed someone, and blood has been seen!" The fleet commander quickly seized the initiative.

"Yes, yes. You sit there and give orders, acting like a decent person, but you let the navy soldiers rush up to die, right? I think you need to prepare one more head." Sun Yang said nonchalantly.

"Huh... Huh... Please explain your proposal? We, we still have room for discussion. It's not like we have no other options, right? We can discuss whatever you want." The fleet commander explained in the most tactful tone possible.

"I don't think you will give it to me. How about this, you senior officers will be tied up one by one and sent to me by the soldiers? One officer for a head?" Sun Yang continued to put pressure on me.

"Even if we replace all of us, we still don't have enough people... I guarantee on the American creed that we will meet all your reasonable demands." The fleet commander continued to withstand the pressure and buy time.

"Creed? Creed is useless. Do your soldiers know that they are dying for a bunch of cannibals? Losing their lives just to save a bunch of cannibals? Hahahahahaha! Too fucking funny! The American spirit is to protect fat-bellied cannibals!"

Sun Yang continued to taunt loudly, and the fleet commander's blood pressure rose. The soldiers couldn't hear this!

Although the fleet commander quickly ordered the communications operator to turn off all voices on the ship and immediately cut off communications, Sun Yang's mocking voice had already echoed throughout the ship.

As for the Air Force, only the commanders heard this voice message, as they shared communication information for joint operations. However, the superiors and infantry had not yet learned of Sun Yang's words.

Surprisingly, the soldiers here didn't react strongly. Although the people they were protecting were disgusting, the soldiers believed that they couldn't let the terrorists go just because they were holding a disgusting dignitary hostage.

In the eyes of these soldiers, the powerful are the powerful, and terrorists are terrorists; the two should be considered separately. Disliking the powerful doesn't mean allowing terrorists to operate freely. Their beliefs aren't that unreliable.

83 Simple Actions (VI)

The soldiers here more or less knew the nature of the island they were guarding, so when it was pointed out, no one was particularly surprised.

The soldiers only had thoughts like, "So that's how it is."

Sun Yang was also busy. He asked Antonina to look for drones that hijacked the communication channel and fly them to the fleet and air force.

"Yes. Professor, you managed to get them like this in just a few moves... They're finally willing to take action." Antonina said speechlessly.

"If I had invaded their homeland, they wouldn't care what I said and would have rushed towards me. But finally, I can finally proceed with the plan."

Sun Yang stretched his body, his thoughts seemed to fly to the fleet and aircraft group in the distance.

"But I don't like to embarrass soldiers, I prefer to embarrass senior officers. If the enemy officer is very popular, then I have to change my strategy. But the enemy is someone who forced the attack to protect his own reputation... It's difficult for our underwater T-dolls to sneak attack the fleet dozens of kilometers away, and it's also difficult to recover afterwards. Forget it, let's fight a land battle."

Small Griffin drones, capable of hijacking broadcasts, flew across the ocean. These more capable drones quickly approached the ships, unnoticed by the fleet. Once at their designated location, they immediately hijacked the ships' signals.

Many of the crew members' mobile phones that they carried with them were immediately connected and started playing sound.

"Soldiers, I respect you. I respect your resolve to defend this country, and I respect your will to defend what is here. But what lies before you is not for this country, nor for what is here."

"I'm sure you're all well aware of the kind of people who can get here, and your operational orders are just to clean up the mess for your officers and superiors."

"Who! Who's broadcasting this?! Have the soldiers smash all the phones! Quick!" The fleet commander immediately ordered his loyalists to work. However, the communication equipment was hijacked as soon as it was turned on. With such a large fleet, the captain had to run out separately to convey his orders.

"Your death is not glorious, your achievements will not be praised. Your families will not even receive pensions. The US military will never make such battles public, and you will only be listed as missing or even deserters."

"So here, I offer you a suggestion. A suggestion that is more satisfactory to both parties."

Sun Yang weighed his words carefully.

"Look at this plan: Commanders, for the sake of your beloved subordinates, you will boost morale and charge at the forefront, and unfortunately, you will die gloriously. The terrorists will also be completely eliminated by the glorious navy and air force. It's fine, you just need to send the bodies up and camouflage them. My people will leave now."

But all he got in response was the roar of machine gun fire. The soldiers continued their preparations. They were going to give the terrorists on the island a hard time.

"Professor, the soldiers of the fleet and air force don't seem to be reacting much," Antonina reported.

"What a pity! I knew I'm not a good orator. Cutting off my head is more important than the bullshit I say... But it's okay if it can arouse their anger." Sun Yang took a sip of water and at the same time arranged for his men to pay attention to letting them off.

For example, AGS heavy troops should deliberately shoot crookedly and slowly, pretending to have poor accuracy. Humanoids can only use direct-fire grenades with grenade launchers, not smart grenades.

Try not to be too accurate when shooting, and let a few puppets fall to the ground after being shot. In short, just let them go until the US troops are wiped out, while still incurring significant losses.

Ultimately, the purpose of this mission is to make Atlas appear powerful and useful, not to highlight how strong he is. Otherwise, it would be too strange for Atlas to come over and destroy all the humanoids.

This time, the main focus of this wave is acting.

Although there were some minor twists and turns in the middle and there was no fight in the end, the final result was good.

"Master, are you done? I have some new magic I can use." When Strider heard that Sun Yang was about to call it a day, he quickly told him about his controllable soul bomb.

After listening to it, Sun Yang nodded repeatedly, what a good thing.

"Give them one person each! If they're short of souls, come to me!" Sun Yang agreed happily. Now there was no possibility of letting them go.

"I'll prepare it." Strider nodded and went about his business.

That's it. Sun Yang suppressed the scattered guilt in his heart. He couldn't persuade those soldiers who rushed forward to fight to the death to leave. So he could only carry out his own plan.

When you lack the ability, don't think about messy and impossible things.

"Strider, equip everyone with soul bombs and leave. We need to pretend we're outnumbered. I'll push some hostages outside and escape... so those fleets won't want to continue the attack."

"Ah... Master Sun Yang, it's a shame you can still pull off such a boring trick." Strider replied weakly. He had just planted soul bombs on all the hostages, and even for someone so well-versed in magic, Strider was feeling quite down.

"If this trick can have a greater effect, then I will definitely do it. Strade, today's battle is for a greater victory later." Sun Yang acted as a riddler.

"Perhaps only Master Sun Yang thinks this is a greater victory. I think your humanoid is simply following your orders. As for me, I just had a lot of free time and came out for a walk." Strider looked back at the room full of despairing people and felt a little better.

Run away, it's all the same wherever you go. Strade went downstairs and stood with Sun Yang.

"It's okay, just think of it as my own pursuit." Sun Yang shrugged and took out a few large souls from the base and stuffed them into Strider. The other party absorbed them all into his body without any hesitation.

"Hmm - much better. What next? Just watch?" Strade stretched his muscles and bones, and the soul in his body was full of energy again.

"Hu...ha...the rest is up to the humanoids to perform. I have to take this time to rest, and I have to save the energy to run later." Sun Yang yawned.

Strider said nothing more. Beneath his metal mask, a pair of sharp eyes gazed into the distance.

A massive spacecraft flew in from the clouds, and on the sea, several speedboats filled with people were rapidly approaching the island.

"Commander, the fleet is launching cruise missiles! The target is all buildings except the hospital!" Antonina's voice suddenly came.

"Damn it!" Sun Yang felt something was wrong. The enemy was attacking with missiles?!

"Antonina! Scarecrow! Trigger the self-destruction of the puppets in the nearby base! We can't let the people here obtain our technology!" Sun Yang quickly reminded.

Since we're bound to get bombed, let's do everything we can! Sun Yang quickly made the final adjustments, then breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the drone's view in the window.

Antonina and the two puppets immediately activated the self-destruct system. The sophisticated explosives and overload system burned and blew up all valuable technology, leaving only a pile of scrap metal.