First send and then change~】

Captain Jackson paid no attention to the Loess players in the tavern who were watching him openly, and although he had been invited to a gathering of the Cultists of Slaanesh since he arrived in the Old World, and had contributed his essence to the Lord of Desire during that ceremony, he had never received anything in return from the Lord of Desire.

In fact, Jackson still refused to believe that he could receive such a favor from the Chaos Evil God with just one night of pleasure? It wasn't what he knew from anyone else.

Captain Jackson drank the best wine in the tavern glass after glass, he was not short of money, he had a pocket full of gold coins, and the federal government had prepared a full two million gold coins for him before coming to the Old World, so that they could put down roots in the Old World.

But now everything is in ashes, and in the game, there is no longer such a group of American imperialist players, and in reality, he is nothing more than a dead city in front of him.

Captain Jackson has no relatives, he is a professional soldier customized by the federal government for the new era, collecting materials from the federal gene pool, growing up in a military academy since he was a child, the federal government was hoping to learn the way of the new China to spend a generation and cultivate a group that is enough to support the dream of a strong country.

But the reality is so cruel, Captain Jackson is in the prime of life, but the American imperialism has disappeared, and the more he learns about the situation from others, the more gray his heart becomes.

"Aren't you reconciled?" When Captain Jackson raised his glass again, his own reflection in the glass suddenly spoke: "What a pity that the rise and fall of a country has come to an end." ”

Captain Jackson's hand froze in mid-air, he thought he had drunk too much, but the figure in the wine glass turned into the woman who had a skin-to-skin relationship with him at the party in the next second, and said in his ear in a delicate voice: "Captain Jackson, don't you want to revive the American imperialists?" One person can't revive a nation, but two people are different, we can be Adam and Eve of the new American emperor......"

"Adam and Eve?" Captain Jackson smiled bitterly, he had realized that he had received a response from Slaanesh, no, the Lord of Desire: "I will agree to whatever conditions you have, I have nothing to lose." ”

"Hehehe, we can meet in reality if you want." The woman in the glass showed a bright smile: "At least there, there are not so many superfluous people, waiting for you, my captain!" ”

"What else can the world do to me?" Jackson laughed heartily, drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and then fell on the table, looking like an ordinary drunkard who had drunk too much and slept on the table.

"How's it going?" Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun asked the people monitoring Jackson through the player communication system, "Is there any change in the target?" ”

"Everything is normal, the target just got drunk in the tavern, do you need us to bring him back?" The two players in charge of monitoring Captain Jackson are newcomers who have been newly transferred to the department from other structures, and the size of the department has increased like never before, and there is a shortage of manpower everywhere, and this unimportant job is divided between the novices.

"No, just keep watching." Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun immediately put this matter aside, he had too many things to do, and a US imperialist was not enough for him to personally monitor it, and the Ambrera Protectorate was only now plaguing the problems of New China.

An organization composed entirely of clones, an organization with a heart for the light, or at least a self-proclaimed heart for the light, is willing to side with humanity in the coming war, which is good news for the new Huaxia and the Mao Federation.

It's just that the Afrikaner Alliance obviously doesn't see it that way, and they are mobilizing more troops to prepare to encircle and suppress the Ambrera Protectorate.

At this time, Wesker, the new head of state in the Ambrera Protectorate, had already sent a signal of hope for peace to Africa through New Huaxia.

The nascent American imperialists did not want to bask in the flames of war, but the work that had been laid out in the early stages of the Ambrera Protectorate was all arranged by the Umbrella Company, a deteriorating organization that had become accustomed to its own way of doing things for the past two centuries, and for whom human rights and justice meant nothing.

The reason why the umbrella company chose the Afrigerian Alliance as the revival place of the new US imperialism was because of the gambling mentality, betting that the new Huaxia had no spare strength to assist the Afrikaner Alliance in dealing with its own threat.

And they did bet right, New China does not have enough strength to support the Arab-African alliance, the absence of the EU and the United States imperialism has made the world's anti-chaos defense line full of holes, and such emergencies have also caused serious civil strife to break out in many third world countries.

The military power of New China must not only deal with the empty EU continent with constant outbreaks of chaotic erosion, but also guard against the battlefields of the Great Finale and Nurgle, as well as the South Asian subcontinent that is close at hand.

The Afrigerian-African Union, which has always lacked the spirit of self-motivation, is indeed losing in the face of the nascent Ambrera Protectorate, with millions of troops and modern armaments, but except for a few elite troops, 80% of the combat effectiveness of the armed forces can only be reflected on paper.

Their soldiers are untrained, their officers are inexperienced, and most frighteningly, as a propped-up alliance, they lack a unified chain of command.

And now, what should have been a headache for the Afrikaner Alliance has shifted to the Loess Zone, and although the Ambrera Reserve has only been born for a short time, the materials they have stockpiled have produced 5.8 million clones with sound thinking skills in the past three weeks.

These clones are physically fit and are divided into groups of researchers, soldiers, workers, service personnel, etc., all of whom have been endowed with unparalleled talent by the Umbrella Corporation in their respective fields.

It was these clone soldiers who fought on the battlefield and the Afrikaner Alliance was defeated one after another, but when this group of clones was given a complete personal will, they chose to betray the Umbrella Company for the first time, and at the same time, the clone leaders led by Wesker chose the Loess District as the object of surrender.

Now the Loess Zone is faced with what to do with the Ambrera Reserve, and although they have ceased all military activities, there is no doubt that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between these clones and the Afrikaner Alliance.

"Let them go to the empty areas left by the EU, this is their only way out." It took only 30 minutes for the top brass of the Loess District to decide on the final destination of this so-called new US imperialism: "We can provide material support. ”