Chapter 32: Preparing to Return

Ahhhh......h Ahem, I'm sorry everyone!

==== I'm a girl oversleeping dividing line poi ====

"Who can shut down that damn 'Soviet March' for me, ahhhh!!!!hh

In the Oval Office of the White House, Mr. Crof, the president of Eagle Sauce, was blushing and snarling at the trembling crowd in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President......," said a technician in a trembling voice as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "We've tried everything, and they're using technology that we can't handle at the moment, unless ...... Unless the power supply is cut off, there is no way to stop it by conventional means alone. ”

“Fuck!!!!!”

Croft slammed the glass of water in his hand to the ground.

"I bet Maozi must be laughing crazy by now!! No! It's not just Maoko!! The whole world is laughing like crazy now!! ”

"Mr. President, the latest news! Someone claimed responsibility for this incident! ”

Suddenly, Croft's beautiful female secretary pushed open the office door and burst in.

"What man!?"

“…… This, Mr. President, ......" Miss Secretary pushed her glasses and looked down at the report in her hand with an embarrassed face, "The person who claims to be responsible is ...... The Peninsula's Three Fat ......"

"The Soviets have a dime relationship with that dead house fat man, hey!! He doesn't feel at ease staying at home to play with his female art troupe, what is he doing when he comes out!? Mao Zi hasn't spoken yet, does he want to find death!? ”

Mr. President, who was so angry, was about to say something when a deafening "Ula-" suddenly came over the radio outside......

"Ulla, your sister!!"

He gave a middle finger to the radio outside.

Although the Department of Technology has provided a most violent means of temporary power outages throughout the country and the subsequent restoration of power supplies, this behavior is very terrible for the United States today.

A minute's national power outage is enough to make Crooff's liver ache.

And even more, God knows what important things will be missed by the blind, deaf and dumb America in this minute.

Most importantly, God knows if a nationwide power outage will solve the problem in one minute – and besides, it won't take a minute to restore power after a massive power outage.

On the other hand, after the communication device in the underground base in the Central Desert was stolen, the person in charge of the base immediately began to try to contact the Pentagon and the White House, but unfortunately, no matter how they called, as soon as they picked up the earpiece, there was a magnificent "enemy he killed again, who is in the Malegobi, like an iron pile (PS Soviet March empty ear)......

In addition, all kinds of means of communication within the military are also unavailable.

In the end, the person in charge of the base, who had lost his temper after being tossed, lay on the table without love, and said weakly: "Use Morse code......

"No! Sir! ”

The frightened assistant hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Morse code is used all over the world, and if we use this to contact the White House, the contents of the telegram will be immediately eavesdropped and deciphered by others......"

Essex, the person in charge, opened his mouth, and finally sighed.

Sometimes, however, things disappear without warning, as if they happened suddenly.

The "Soviet March", which had tormented all the eagles for ten minutes, disappeared inexplicably, and at this moment the whole of America fell into silence - in fact, they were stunned.

The Americans who were about to be brainwashed and walked on the march and street beat were so hung that they couldn't lift them up and fall to the ground with a thud.

It wasn't until three minutes after the march disappeared that the Americans, who had finally reacted, began to hurriedly reconnect with each other.

It was also at this time that Croft got the report from the base, and immediately collapsed in his chair with a pale face.

"It's over......"

"What's going on, Mr. President?"

Because he couldn't get in touch in time, he had to come to the White House in person, and the Secretary of Defense, who was standing in front of Crofke at this time, suddenly "chuckled" in his heart.

"That thing...... The core ...... of the Bald Eagle Project Disappeared ......"

In the entire office, except for a few officials who could not know the truth due to insufficient authority, the eyes of those who understood the content of the "Bald Eagle Project" were widened.

For a moment, they thought of many things that they didn't have, such as Independence Day, Star Wars, Stalin, and the Führer......

I'm sorry it came so suddenly, but these people who stand at the top of the American face seem to have some broken brains.

====I'm a girl who drops the line poi====

There was a commotion and chaos on the earth, and Mu Yunshang continued to live with peace of mind in space...... I'm sorry, but I'm waiting for the results of the examination of my father and mother.

The result is obvious, as Mu Yunshang guessed before, in fact, whether it is Mu Tianxing or Luo Qiuhe, they are really not earthling.

Their body genetic sequences, soul frequencies, and all life characteristics perfectly fit the definition of "fantasy species", although they look the same as humans on the outside, but the essence is completely different.

Inside the bridge, Mu Yunshang looked at the two people who were scurrying around together, and would go up and touch anything new curiously, turned to O'Neill and said, "Okay, although there are still many mysteries to be solved, at least now we seem to have ...... Perfectly fulfilled the mission to Earth? ”

"Essentially, it is, my majesty."

O'Neill nodded.

"The Empire has successfully learned the reason why humans can contact the Empire, and has recovered the Imperial heritage, and it seems that there is nothing worth the Empire on this primordial planet to worry about, we only need to burn a glass at each other, and then renovate and restore the ecology with peace of mind to be able to colonize the ......"

"Wait—"

Mu Yunshang interrupted O'Neill with a wave of his hand.

"- What did you say? Burning glass? I didn't order this to conquer this planet like this......"

"Is Your Majesty worried about the cost and the distance from the Empire here? It doesn't matter, sooner or later the Empire will expand its territory into this system, and if Your Majesty doesn't want to conquer it now, we can build a frontline outpost first. Your Majesty, don't worry, even if it's just an outpost, it's capable of pinching and flattening such a planet that hasn't yet stepped into the galaxy countless times......"

Discover, conquer.

This is the purpose of the empire's external expansion.

There is no such thing as peaceful coexistence, and the attitude towards all foreign civilizations and empires is inherently hostile.

Looking at O'Neill who naturally told all kinds of bloody and violent methods, Mu Yunshang realized what kind of attitude the extreme militaristic Galaxy Empire had towards a primitive civilization.

Mu Yunsheng's brows furrowed deeply.

Such...... It doesn't seem to work.

He felt that it was necessary to change the purpose of the empire's external expansion, and O'Neien's means of believing in simple and effective, but—

It's not cute at all!

How could a cute empire do such a thing!

“…… Is it a delusion? Your Majesty, why do your subordinates always feel chills all of a sudden? ”

O'Neill shrugged a little awkwardly.

Mu Yunsheng: "...... Well, it's a delusion. Okay, so now that the expedition mission is complete, let's leave a frontline post here ready to return. ”

“…… Yes, your will! ”

"In addition, in addition to the forward outpost, we need to build a semi-permanent stronghold here, after all...... There may be many secrets lurking on this planet. ”

- If your family is really a fantasy and not a human being, then why did it appear on Earth, and why...... All records of yourself disappeared from Earth?

If these questions are not clarified, Mu Yunshang will not be able to sleep and eat.

Finally, after taking another look at the incomparably familiar and beautiful blue planet in the projection, Mu Yunshang sighed.

I don't know when I will come back next time.