It's not been easy for the Federation lately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As Del walked into the conference room, he could clearly see the gloom on the faces of his colleagues that seemed to be hovering under low pressure. Watching these guys who were originally arrogant and high up will have such a day makes Del quite amused. However, he did not dare to show the slightest disrespect for these colleagues, but hurriedly lowered his head, walked quickly to his place and sat down, then closed his eyes and began to close his eyes in contemplation. In fact, this is also the standard posture for others, and at this time, any superfluous moves have the potential to cause unnecessary conflicts. So the best thing to do is to act like you can't see anything, you can't hear anything......... It can sometimes be useful to cover your ears and steal the bell.

"Knock knock ............!"

Soon after Del sat down, a series of heavy footsteps gradually emerged, and hearing this sound, everyone who was originally pretending to be deaf and dumb opened their eyes, exchanged an uneasy look with each other, and then looked at the door as if they had received some order, the footsteps became louder and louder, and then, under the gaze of everyone, the explosion-proof iron door that was strong enough to resist the attack of zombies suddenly collapsed inward with a "bang", and under the influence of this huge impact, The iron door's shaft creaked and creaked, then snapped open and flew backwards, smashing into an unfortunate man who was unfortunate enough to sit behind the door, falling to the ground with his face covered in blood and flying teeth. Immediately after, a burly and majestic figure emerged behind the door. It was a man who looked like a polar bear, he was **** on his upper body, and he didn't wear anything except a cross around his neck. His tense muscles make him look like the male lead who played the Terminator in a sci-fi movie that was once a smash hit before the disaster.

And seeing the appearance of the man, everyone else, including Del, was silent, as if they had really seen the Terminator.

"Good, you're all here, good."

The man glanced around the conference room in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, he didn't even look at the unlucky guy who fell to the ground and groaned, but went straight to the main seat and sat down, then glanced at the people who bowed their heads and were silent, and then slammed the table.

"One by one, our colonies have been attacked, our soldiers have been slaughtered, our slaves have been snatched, but you are still sitting here?!!"

Hearing the man's roar, Del didn't dare to take a breath, put his head low, and prayed to God to bless him from being named by that demon. In fact, Del was even more panicked in his heart, for the simple reason that the current federation is really no longer good.

No one, including Del, could have imagined that an attack on District 9 would end up like this. Michael is also one of the best guys in the Federation, and the Federation Legion under his leadership is naturally the main force of the Federation. Truth be told, at the time of the initial expedition, Del never thought that the Confederation would lose. In Del's opinion, they had swept through half of the wilderness, and even taken over a few small settlements in the Ninth District's sphere of influence, but the Ninth District remained unaware of it. In the eyes of the Federation, this is a manifestation of the weakness of the Ninth District, and this has become a source of confidence for them.

Because of this, when Michael was defeated, the main army was completely defeated, and in the end, only a few assault columns fled back in disarray, Del and his friends were almost stunned.

The Federation may sound like a lofty name, but in the end, they are nothing more than a force struggling to survive in the wasteland after the Cataclysm, and their essence is not much different from that of a being like Sector 9. It's just that the original birthplace of the Federation was in an army base, and most of the people were mainly military. Coupled with the fact that they are well equipped and armed, the Federation has embarked on a different path of development than the Ninth District.

In fact, the reason why the Federation has a tradition of having anti-capable people is not without reason, it is not long after the establishment of the Federation, capable people came to the door and tried to use their abilities to control this gathering place in order to obtain strategic materials and reserves here. But after a bitter battle, the warriors of the Federation finally eliminated the capable one and emerged victorious. It was the early days of the post-disaster period, and people were quite nervous. And the Federation's ability to defeat capable people with a group of ordinary people has naturally become a record worthy of special mention. In fact, many people chose to join the Federation after that, because they came here. After all, everyone is in turmoil after the disaster, and they are also very wary and worried about the existence of the powerful, and most people are not capable of resisting the capable people, so the Federation seems to them to be a force to rely on - at least more trustworthy than those with monster-like abilities.

As a result of militarized management, coupled with the firearms and weapons in hand, the Federation gradually grew. And began to devour other agglomerations and expansions, among which, of course, they inevitably met resistance, and there was no shortage of capable ones. However, most of these low-level capable people are no match for the Federation, and their defeat and death in turn have boosted the Federation's reputation. Dell's has always been proud of this. But he didn't expect that the crisis encountered by the Federation at this moment was also related to this.

The defeat of the main army shocked the entire Federation, and many people were shaken. Due to a federal policy of anti-capability, they have almost killed all the capable. In this case, there is no peace between the Federation and the able, and the former Mighty are weak, and the Federation does not need to care what they think. But now, in the face of an enemy like District 9, they find that they have to care.

However, the Federation has not yet come out of the shadow of the failure of the attack on the Ninth District, but an even more exciting news has stunned them -- the Ninth District has begun a counterattack!

Led by the "Queen" and "Butcher", more than half of the Seven Giants of the Ninth Ward have joined in the looting and plundering of the Federation. With their men, they ransacked one Federation stronghold after another as if they had entered a no-man's land, killing all those who resisted, and capturing those who surrendered into slavery.

Of course, the Federation is not clear, this is the spontaneous behavior of the Big Seven, in fact, the Ninth District does not have a unified political right at all, they are more like a cooperative alliance organization. But the Federation knows nothing about it, and even if they did, they wouldn't believe such a stupid joke, after all, according to common sense, such a loose alliance would only break in one attack, and there was no possibility of victory.

And more importantly.........

"Now the prestige of our Federation is shaky!"

The man slammed his fist on the table, looking rather angry. The cornerstone of the Federation is to resist and defeat the powerful, and this has always been the foundation of the people who have rallied within the Federation. But now, this foundation has been broken, and the Federation has no idea that the difference between high-level and low-level abilities is so great that they have no way to deal with it. One can only watch as one stronghold after another is crushed, falls, and then turns into hell in the midst of plunder and slaughter. As a result, the Federation has begun to become chaotic, and if the Federation is unable to defeat these reckless and capable people, then they themselves will be headed for chaos and destruction.

"Del!"

Hearing the man's voice, Del shuddered suddenly, but he gritted his teeth and stood up, forcing himself to look at the polar bear in front of him.

"What do you command, sir?"

"I want to know, what did you do with those damn things? I want a clear report, not those papyri full of words like 'maybe', 'probably', 'maybe'! ”

"I, we're working on it, my lord! I promise that some phased results have been achieved so far, but we have ......... The assistance they received from those people was not enough to carry out our final vision......... So ........."

"I don't want to listen to your excuses anymore."

Before Del could finish his words, he was completely interrupted by the man waving his hand.

"I don't want to hear this damn bad news, I just ask for it, and then you come and do it for me, I'll just give you a week! One week! No matter what method you use, I will turn what you have depicted on the paper you gave me into reality! Do you understand? Bender? ”

"Yes, my lord........."

Hearing the man's roar, Del shuddered and lowered his head.

"I see what you mean, I'll take care of it myself."