I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Under the leadership of UMP45, the US top brass realized that dismembering Atlas now would only bring trouble to themselves.

The KVA has been eliminated, but the Griffin Punishment faction remains. If Atlas is dismembered, who will deal with the Griffin Punishment faction? The US military would never do such a thing. We fight for the interests of military-industrial enterprises and oil, not for the fight against terrorism!

So the Americans could only hold their noses and remain silent. They truly couldn't detect any dirty dealings between the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction and Atlas. After all, such dealings only existed on a secret line between the two people, and the people here couldn't find them at all.

The battles between Atlas and the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction were usually fierce. If Atlas hadn't had superior technological equipment, the casualty rate would have been astonishing.

Atlas was busy preparing for the landing, and Sun Yang was not to be outdone.

During this time, he visited the surroundings of the planned attack location and rented warehouses and rooms here and there to house the T-dolls on standby.

New York: the wealthy neighborhoods, Wall Street. Washington: the White House. San Francisco. And finally, Palm Beach.

In subsequent plans, Sun Yang added the Capitol Building and the Pentagon in Washington, D.C. New York's wealthy areas and Wall Street were expanded to encompass the entire Manhattan area. A new city, Los Angeles, was also added.

After deciding on the final plan, Sun Yang outlined the cities and areas he planned to attack.

Manhattan in New York. The White House, the Capitol, and the Pentagon in Washington. The wealthy neighborhoods of San Francisco and Los Angeles. Palm Beach. Six locations in total, launched simultaneously.

Troops aren't evenly distributed, with the East Coast having far more troops than the West Coast. This is because San Francisco, in the West, is primarily controlled by the AR team, which controls network information channels. Los Angeles doesn't need many troops either.

After finalizing the deal, Sun Yang walked out of the furnished apartment he had been living in for several months. Stretching his muscles, he traveled to various regions and cities, looking for warehouses and low-rent housing.

All the equipment and ammunition needed by the humanoids were stored in the room, waiting for the moment of attack.

The Iron Blood Force had to be stored in a rented warehouse due to its large number. Sun Yang had already decided to use all of it, and would later upgrade and design the Iron Blood Force uniformly after its technology was upgraded.

Take out all the current cars, drones, various Iron Blood puppets, scorpion beasts, and the like and put them away. Let them shine one last time. These puppets don't have any unusual parts, and as long as the humanoid's most important mind cloud map and Jupiter cannon haven't been stolen, there should be no problem.

During this period, Irons also provided Sun Yang with the weapons he had on hand that he could use to get away with it - one hundred multiple-warhead guided Stinger missile launchers and matching ammunition.

This weapon has a long range and locks on quickly, so everyone likes to use it, but it is too expensive and people can't afford it.

In addition, there are newly developed scanning accessories that can instantly scan the target location without throwing grenades. This scanning equipment can even detect optically invisible units. Atlas is worried that the United States has already developed the corresponding technology, so he also gave this equipment to Sun Yang.

He was also assigned stealth helicopters, four-legged Titan tanks, and four-legged self-propelled artillery. The serial numbers and patterns on these equipment had been erased to make them appear stolen or smuggled. However, Atlas stated that it would be difficult to transport these equipment through their channels, so Sun Yang had to do it himself.

The arrival of these truly heavy equipment made Sun Yang happy. Although their firepower was formidable, they felt easily destroyed by missiles... but this didn't bother Sun Yang.

One of each of these precious armored units was kept as a sample at the base, and the rest were deployed to the warehouse.

The heavy armored squads at the base were directly transferred to become pilots for these armored units. Since they were all called heavy armored, it didn't matter where they were deployed. It just took a bit of training, but at least for a humanoid, that was plenty of time.

Atlas also made up his mind to do it and sent these equipment to Sun Yang.

Sun Yang finally checked the time with Irons, and their attack was scheduled for early July.

On that day, Ains will give a speech, and Sun Yang will hold a grand opening ceremony.

As for Strider? Sun Yang assigned him a special task.

98 Irons' Speech of Justice

Democracy? Democracy... These people don't need democracy. They don't even want it.

The United States has tried to implant democracy all over the world, in country after country, for a century, and it has not worked once.

Because these countries do not have the necessary basic foundation to support democracy.

It's like, we need to be tolerant of those who disagree with us, we need to accept those who have different religious beliefs from us, and even a young reporter dares to sing against the president.

And you think you can walk into this country that is based on fundamentalist religious principles, drop a few bombs, overthrow a dictator and achieve democracy?

Oh, forget it. People don't want freedom, they want rules, boundaries, and protection. A protection to keep out intruders and keep them safe from within.

People need a leader who can provide both restraint and support to calm the chaos. Only if you give them that, they will follow you and support you.

And this is where I come into my own.

***

By early July, the temperature had gradually risen. Office workers turned on their air conditioners, while those with more money and time chose to escape the heat in resort areas.

But for Irons, it was a sacred day, a day that determined his fate.

Irons maintained his usual calm and cool demeanor. He was standing backstage at the United Nations General Assembly, being inspected by staff members.

"Everyone thinks their ideology is right. That's why those we consider terrorists call themselves freedom fighters."

"Christians think they're right, capitalists think they're right, and even the chaff thinks they're right. No one can convince anyone else."

Irons looked at the staff around him, took the tablet from them and clicked a few times casually. One of the staff looked around cautiously, and finally his eyes fell on Irons.

But Irons ignored him and continued talking.

"Those glamorous politicians, those lawmakers who made grand speeches to the world, their time has passed. Even if they refuse to admit it, the facts will eventually speak for themselves."

“Ideas don’t determine who is right; only power determines who is right.”

"And I have power, I am the truth." After Irons finished speaking, his expression returned to calm again.

"I won't be moved at all when you tell me these things. Or do you just spout a bunch of big truths when you're nervous?" the staff member complained.

"This will be a historic moment," Irons murmured as he walked to the front stage, facing the endless applause and fluorescent lights from the audience, and waved to the people.

The staff below watched Ains go to give a speech, and then took out a holy bell.

"The time is ripe. It's time for some real hard work." Sun Yang, disguised as a staff member, rang the Holy Bell and brought out the puppets and AST armor that would be needed later.

Another staff member also took off his clothes. Strade took out his iconic staff and put on a set of exoskeleton armor suitable for humans.

The Rebellious Squad emerged silently, and the members quickly took control of their respective puppets. The Rebellious Squad's mainframe boarded the AST and remained on standby.

"You all know what you're supposed to do, right?" Sun Yang confirmed. He only took the staff and the holy bell. Sun Yang would be responsible for protecting Ains, while the others would just focus on the fighting.

[Confirmed.] The Disobedient Squad responded calmly over the comms.

"Master, it's time to seize the soul. Just waiting for your order." Strade showed a cruel smile, and he had already clenched his two catalysts.

Sun Yang opened his window and confirmed that all troops were on standby.

But since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well see what the public’s attitude is.

Sun Yang leisurely posted on various social platforms using a new account.

I am the supreme leader of the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction! I demand divine punishment now! I know Wall Street and Congress are filled with demonic creatures, so I will unleash divine punishment! But I am merciful! I will give these congressmen and capitalists a chance! I'm posting a vote here now. As long as each platform gets over 2,000 votes, I will begin purging the American leadership!

A very common prank post. Naturally, for the Amis, who are known for their fun, the votes were wild. A large number of people were shouting "Smash them!" and some were even cheering for anarchism. Basically, within five minutes of Sun Yang posting, a thousand people had voted for "kill them all."

It looked like everyone had been waiting for a long time. Sun Yang nodded and put his phone away. He didn't need to check to see that the votes had already exceeded 2,000. The rest depended on Irons's speech.

Sun Yang looked towards the podium, where Ains was standing straight, facing the high-ranking officials in front of him with an arrogant attitude.

"I'm honored to be the first CEO of a private company to serve on the UN Security Council. Unfortunately, some suspect that the Atlas Group is conspiring with the ridiculous Griffin Divine Punishment Faction. I'd like to clarify this."

Irons remained calm in the face of the numerous cameras and video cameras, with flashbulbs constantly hitting his face.

"Are we conspiring with the Griffin Punishers? No, we are not."

There was sparse applause from the audience.

"Because we've already plotted it."

There were exclamations from the audience one after another.

"But with all due respect, the Divine Punishment Sect has done a pretty good job so far. The people they killed truly deserved to die. I believe they wanted to achieve the greatest possible outcome with the least bloodshed: peace. Ladies and gentlemen, how many of you relied on the rise of Middle Eastern oil? How many of you relied on advanced weaponry to make a profit? You never dare to face up to your own actions."

"The United Nations is actually a relic of the last century, when countries could still unite to resolve global disputes. But times have changed and the situation is different now."

"It's mainly because you gave all the work to me. And my people died because of your war, so I am absolutely qualified to tell you. Your war is useless!"

Facing the whispered questions from the crowd, Irons continued to express his views.

"That's why my focus has changed: from profit to politics. Because politicians don't understand how to solve problems, but I do."

He leaned over, looked at the slightly chaotic crowd below the podium, and whispered:

"So let me be clear. I'm here to solve the world's problems. And I have reason to believe that the world's problems... are because of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yang, who had been hiding behind, was ecstatic. He hurriedly called out to his companions and launched an attack on the Griffin troops that had been on standby for a long time.

Sun Yang strode onto the podium of the United Nations. Irons glanced at him without saying anything.

Following him were three AST armored figures and twelve puppets equipped with heavy firepower. Amid the exclamations of the crowd and reporters, Sun Yang grabbed the microphone and shouted a single sentence.

"Divine punishment has arrived!! You bunch of insects!!"

The next moment, the weapons in the hands of the humanoids opened fire.

99 Clearing the UN Headquarters

Deadly bullets spurted out, slaughtering everyone on the scene.

Everyone present, no matter how powerful or prestigious they were, even if they could decide the fate of thousands of people with a wave of their hands, was just a fragile body of flesh and blood.

Advanced drone live broadcasts captured the bloody massacre in its entirety. External efforts to interrupt the live broadcast were impossible, as the headquarters of the company controlling the live broadcast was also under attack. There was no way to interrupt this horrific scene.

Even on social media platforms, the livestream was pinned to the top, forcing everyone to watch it whether they wanted to or not. All trending searches were removed, and even if you refreshed the page, the only recommendations were the questions Sun Yang had posted on the social media platform and footage from the livestream.

Under this kind of forced propaganda, even the most obtuse people will be the first to know about this matter. No one can cut off the truth, and any attempt to delete these topics is prohibited.

In just a few minutes, the number of people watching the live broadcast increased dramatically, and there were even big anchors who specialized in providing live commentary and reaction to the live broadcast.

The propaganda department was horrified to discover they were powerless to do anything. A flood of obscene language and various discussions were concentrated in the live video and under the [question]. There was no way to block or delete them, and no way to redirect people's attention in any other direction.

The miniature cannon on AST's right arm swept through the crowd, and the missile on its left shoulder locked onto all the targets.

Dozens of smart missiles hit the outermost people trying to escape, shredding seats, screens, and bodies. Those slightly closer were pulverized by the miniature cannon.

Blood and shattered human tissue were scattered on the walls and the ground. The air was filled with blood mist and a strong smell of blood. Broken limbs covered the entire venue.

The Rebellious Squad operated three ASTs with clear division of labor, each assigned a specific attack position. After the first round of fire, most of the outermost units were dead.

The puppets armed with automatic rifles quickly shot at nearby targets. Some people desperately hid in the seats, hoping not to be discovered, but more people chose to flee.

But it was of no avail. The Snow Wolf Eyes of the Rebellious Team could easily see through this trick. The host in the AST immediately ordered the puppets to shoot the heads of all the remaining people who still wanted to hide, and never let the powerful people have any chance of survival.

As for the reporters and staff sitting in the front row who were still running for their lives, Sun Yang let them go. These people were all hardworking people, and there was no need to save their lives.

[Mission accomplished.] AK15 reloaded its cannon ammunition, and the nearby puppets carrying supplies immediately loaded AST with more smart missiles.

The UN Security Council meeting was now more like a slaughterhouse than a place for discussion. Sun Yang and Strider slowly walked through the bloody water, only to see those who hadn't managed to escape. The drone's camera was also trained on him.

Several reporters and staff members who were frightened by the scene hugged each other tightly. They were trembling all over, realizing in despair that there was no way to escape.

"You are not the ones who provoke war and exploit people indiscriminately. Just go away." Sun Yang waved his hand, and the few people who were frightened to the point of their legs going weak quickly.

Those who were still able to think quickly pulled up their colleagues and strangers around them, supporting each other as they left this hellish scene.

"I have already started my action, Irons," Sun Yang turned around and looked at Irons who was standing on the podium and remained silent. "Will you do what you have done?"

"This is my life's work. Do your job well, Sun Yang, and I will do my duty." Irons turned around and heard gunfire outside the venue.

After a while, Atlas warriors came in from the back door. The two protagonists, Mitchell and Jadeen, walked in and nodded to Irons.

"Ha! That sounds nice!" After hearing that, Sun Yang no longer cared about Ains. He could survive in the original work, and now is no exception.

Irons left from the back door, but Sun Yang did not intend to do so. He asked the rebellious team to attack directly from the front, and asked Strade to do something. A few months ago on the slave island, there were hundreds of captured dignitaries, and soul bombs were placed in their bodies.

Now, it's time to put these soul bombs to work.

"Of course, my favorite thing is to punish evil and promote good, and uphold justice. Master Sun Yang." Strade stood in front of the live broadcast drone and snapped his fingers.

People around the world who had been watching the live broadcast had a chilling feeling, although they couldn't figure out why the live broadcast hadn't been cut off until now.

Some people did recognize Strider's face, though. After all, the Griffin Divine Punishment Investigation Team was already familiar with his appearance, but they couldn't compare to the vastly different generation of Griffin and Atlas.

With this snap of the fingers, the bodies of some people in the world began to burn.

Some did it in the toilet, on their lover's belly, in a meeting, in a live broadcast, or at some drowsy conference. Without exception, sparks flashed from the eyes of these people.

They twisted in agony and fell to the ground, their bodies aching so much that they could only roar incomprehensibly. This terrifying black flame was exactly the same as the one they remembered from six months ago.

Their hands and feet began to shrivel, their skin gradually turned gray and cracked, and blazing black flames emerged from the cracks.

Some people tried to face the flames, but the moment their skin touched the flames, they were engulfed in the terrible flames. This dark flame, fueled by the soul, could not be extinguished by cloth, water, or nitrogen dioxide.

The rest of the people fled in panic upon seeing this. The people who were on fire tried to find help, but no one was willing to lend a hand.

Amidst waves of wailing and screaming, they were turned into complete smoke and dust, and their existences were completely devoured by the black flames.

After doing all this, Strider simply followed Sun Yang down the corridor toward the gate of the UN headquarters. The Rebellious Squad had already killed all the armed forces that had rushed over. These troops were not equipped with anti-armor firepower, so their attacks were futile in the face of the AST's firepower, and they could only be reduced to meat paste under the muzzle of the machine gun.