The ABP group is like a silent black mountain range, shrouded in dead silence, the open space is full of abandoned unmanned vehicles, fuel and gunpowder smoke are mixed into a pungent smell, countless pairs of wooden and confused eyes are revealed in the windows of one building after another, and all the remaining soldiers are hiding in the buildings, and the atmosphere is gloomy and misty.

Although the encircling forces of the six countries could not be seen at the end of the horizon, everyone knew that countless missiles had locked onto the ABP group and could hit their heads at any moment, turning into skyrocketing fireworks, burning them all and purifying everything.

No one knows what the future will hold.

Everything depends on the final decision of the bud, surrender, and perhaps a glimmer of hope.

After all, not everyone sees death as home.

In the central control room of the underground headquarters, the screen shows the current situation, the blue represents the budding only the lonely headquarters, and the red of the six countries is all over the rest of the continent, desperate.

The masked leader stood at the front with his hands in his hands, silently looking at the screen, and all the high-level officials behind him quietly exchanged glances, no one spoke, and the silence was eerily silent.

"What are your plans?" A high-level executive hesitated.

The leader closed his eyes, waited for everyone to wait, and then said hoarsely: "Launch all nuclear bombs." ”

The high-level officials were shocked, and a high-ranking bald high-level couldn't help but say: "The six countries have locked us down, and it is impossible to end up together, this is suicide!" ”

"What, you want to wag your tail and beg for mercy from the Six Nations?" The leader's tone did not fluctuate, "Don't forget, what the sprout is built for, there is no defeat, only death." ”

All the high-ranking people are the outcasts who hate the Six Nations, but not all of them can not waver in the face of death, and in their opinion, it is completely futile to send them to death, even if the promise of the Six Nations to surrender and not kill is not credible, but a glimmer of chance is better than no hope.

"I don't agree." The bald high-level stood up and shouted.

The leader turned around, the eyes of the yin owl swept over the faces, and said lightly: "You, or you?" ”

Some of the high-level officials looked at each other uncompromisingly, and some lowered their heads, but without exception, they all replaced their answers with silence.

In the face of life and death, the leader and all the high-ranking leaders are divided, as if a chasm has opened between the two sides.

"What if I insist?" The leader said calmly.

The bald high-level said in a deep voice: "You need two special keys to launch a nuclear bomb, system permissions, your fingerprints and pupils, you have the permissions, but you only have one key, and the other is on the deputy commander, and he is on our side." ”

The leader glanced around, "What about the others?" ”

"Nature is not here, and it will not give you any chance."

The leader shook his head, "It seems that you have already made your decision in private. ”

"Don't be impulsive, we still have a chance to make a comeback, don't ......die in vain," the bald high-level persuaded him, and after saying a few words, he suddenly paused, and his eyes widened incredulously. As he spoke, the leader slowly pulled out two keys from his pocket for the nuclear bomb launch, including the key that was supposed to belong to the deputy commander.

"You—How do you ......?"

"Oh my God, put it down!"

"How come the keys are with you?!"

"Where's the deputy commander?"

The expressions of the high-level officials changed drastically, and their words were incoherent, and there was a commotion.

The leader grasped the key and remained silent.

"Hand over the keys, we can't let you do whatever you want." The bald senior tried his best to control the muscles on his face so that he did not show an angry and panicked expression, his voice trembled, and his other hand quietly gestured behind his back.

The leader shook his head, looked at everyone indifferently, and said lightly: "Mergao, five days ago, you contacted Red Maple privately, Doromende, Odifena and you reached some small agreements, Linu, Ruilan promised to provide you with protection......"

He called the names of most of the people present in one breath, and faced the shocked faces of everyone, and said slowly: "The ending after your surrender is naturally different from other budding soldiers, so you don't need to be righteous and awe-inspiring, you can do whatever you want." ”

The faces of the high-level officials were cloudy, and the fear of being seen through rose from their bones.

Although the former leader was intimidating, they could still roughly guess it, but since the war fell, the leader has become more and more invisible, and no one knows what he is thinking...... To be precise, after Zero escaped from the encirclement, the leader changed.

It seemed to have become an impenetrable deep pool, and the battle was losing and retreating, but he was always calm as water, and it seemed that the desperate situation could not arouse the slightest anger in him.

The door opened, dozens of executives walked in, silently surrounded the leader, and the top brass retreated.

These executives are all their people, and since the beginning of the war, the budding executive officers have suffered heavy casualties, and the top brass has consciously protected their descendants. A big force, everyone has their own secret calculations and selfish power, and the budding cohesion comes from hatred, not loyalty to a specific person.

Everyone didn't speak again, the bald high-level officials looked at each other, and the executives were ready to move, and all kinds of abilities and arrogance lit up one after another.

In the colorful light, the leader sighed.

"I'll send you to the deputy commander."

……

Far away from the headquarters was the joint position of the six nations, countless armed forces on standby, groups of fighter planes mounted on missiles hovered in the air, the roar of engines streaked across the sky, sound waves and vibrations swept across, and the tents and vehicle armor plates on the ground trembled slightly.

Ground-based missile vehicles are in a state of readiness to be launched at any time, and various satellites and detection devices are always keeping an eye on the missile silos and the air situation at the headquarters; once something black rises into the sky, it can be intercepted as soon as possible, let it detonate in the air, and use the last resort to pour down all the missiles and turn the budding headquarters into scorched earth.

In the war room, the representative officers of the six countries gathered together, anxiously waiting.

"There are still seven hours, thirty-two minutes, fifty-two seconds, and one second before the ultimatum, and the sprout has not yet responded." Officer Red Maple kept looking at the clock.

"I think we should prolong the ultimatum and let the sprouts think twice and not make hasty and reckless actions." Representative Odifena said.

No one paid any attention to him.

Officer Ruilan grimaced with a cold face and said, "We have been in private contact with the four budding high-level executives, and the last time they sent back a message, they were trying to convince the budding leader. ”

The other countries nodded secretly, they all did the same thing, and in the face of this desperate situation, many budding high-level executives were aware of current affairs and were willing to make deals in exchange for security.

The conditions of the Six Nations were naturally to demand the surrender of the bud, and letting the hostages survive was naturally the best outcome.

"It's been an hour and 20 minutes since the last call, and there is no new news yet."

"Keep waiting, we have time."

The officers of various countries have a discussion with each other, and the current situation is like this, they are invincible, they are given a budding choice, and all they can do is wait.

The Haixia officer muttered, "Who is the budding leader?" According to the intelligence of the dark web, the Sprout Leader is from the Perished Golan, and the predecessor of the Sprout Organization is Mingmok, and we have looked through all the files, but we have never been able to find the exact identity of the Sprout Leader......"

Bennett handed over the information found by Hannes to the Six Nations, thinking that with the power of the Six Nations, he should be able to find out more details, but the Six Nations were also at a loss for this, the budding leader was like a ghost with no past, and the backlog of files and documents was not recorded, and the information found by Hannes was all.

"Didn't Golan be destroyed by your Ruilan, do you have any information?" Officer Xinglong asked.

Officer Ruilan shook his head, "We even checked the list of civilians who received and executed the Golan people back then, and none of them matched...... I doubt that the intelligence of the dark web is true. ”

PS: (The next chapter should be finished by 12 o'clock...... ）