Chapter 218: Showdown
The four large screens that were allocated before were finally filled with images, and the four lens angles were much clearer than those of the live broadcast screen.
A cell phone floated in front of Sean.
With such a small move, the entire platform exploded, and Victor seemed to see hundreds of analysts and technicians jumping in front of the computer.
Even if they already knew that they were dealing with a mutant, but this scene was that Sean ripped off all the cover-ups, and with the previous words, this was already an official showdown.
Victor stood straight in the middle of the hall, several thoughts vying for dominance in his head.
Is this all his seeing through our actions or is it a bold temptation that we need to pretend to go on or just make it clear that we can talk about everything?
Before he could think about it, on the middle screen in the central control room, the dead bald head appeared again.
"I'm sorry to leave for so long, but in order to make up for you, I found a very good singer for you and asked her to show you how to communicate internationally through music."
In the phone, Elle was yelling: "Wait, I see the phone flying, what's going on?!" β
She can't call it.,The platform has an order.,Must be called.,The setting is to make a phone call while watching the live computer broadcast.,If you want to say that you didn't pay attention, we have to make up a bunch of fake users to marvel at the more troublesomeγ
"Don't you know I'm a superpower?" Sean smiled and said to the camera with a big bald head, "I really don't know? Really? β
The white teeth seemed to be shining with cold light, and Sean smiled lightly and pointed to the camera: "What a hypocrisy!" Do you know what your biggest mistake was? β
What is it? Victor looked at Sean with some blankness.
At this moment, everyone in the central control room stopped moving, and a heavy urge of urine came to the lower abdomen.
The biggest mistake we made, the plan was flawed?
Tipping is too pleasant like a brush?
Like too pompous like a water army?
Bad comments are too impulsive and inhumane?
Or is the recharge too positive like a two-forced?
One analyst swallowed: "Could it be that he didn't receive the advertising text message and guessed everything?" β
"I think he's a typical conspiracy theorist...," someone replied softly.
However, everyone who heard it let out a long sigh, and the funny thing is that conspiracy theorists often come to the most correct conclusions, which is especially whose fault is it, and the plan is not made by these otaku, and the accounts have to be counted in the cabinet.
The secret battle has lost momentum so far, but our arrangements should still be useful, as long as he can stay in... Oh my god, he's not really going out to the wild, is he?
Even if we can throw the missile at us, we can guarantee that we will hit him?
What if he was jumping around the city?
We smashed L.A. into a wasteland ourselves?
And then... We're all going to have to be court-martialed!
And then... Donald became the shortest-lived president? Is he willing?
The central control room was quiet.
Sean put away his smile, looked at them indifferently, and spat out two words: "Ignorance!" β
Victor said with a cold face: "Ellie, go on!" β
"Can I have a good chat with you?" Ellie's voice came from her phone.
"Okay, let's talk, I'll start a live stream in six hours anyway." Sean said indifferently.
"Why six hours? Aren't you streaming now? β
"Against a bunch of vests?" Sean sneered, "When I can't see that these people are fake!" β
"You say the people in this live room are fake? How so? Ellie's tone was surprised.
"Your acting skills are terrible!" Sean said disdainfully.
"What acting?" Ellie asked, confused, "I... I haven't acted in anything! β
"You can continue to pretend, and you can all pretend, but my patience has always been limited, and you don't know enough after picking up so much information? Maybe I should move somewhere, like a certain TV station. β
Ellie was silent.
There was silence in the center console.
On the screen, Sean looked at him coldly and said quietly: "I hate all liars, no matter who he is packaged into." Everybody... Don't forget the name of my show, The Truth of American... Government!β
Shaun sneered and said this, and did not speak again.
"He's watching... If another mobile phone says something, maybe our surveillance has already been discovered! An analyst cried out in panic.
The government has said it, is it really good to be so direct?
We really want to go back to the moment before when everyone was full of warmth and silently played, you and I are each shocked, but...
Everyone looked at Victor with helpless eyes, but he lowered his head, and it was obvious that someone higher was giving him orders.
"Even I can see that he has already found out that we are spying on him, do you still want to pretend, believe it or not, he will leave that place to do some wild broadcasting?
There are already infected people in the hospital! You can't guess what he wants to stream? What the hell is that he wants to live broadcast that it has become a zombie city! β
A familiar roar came from Victor's headset.
Not the old thunder, Donald's voice is always so passionate and stormy.
Every time he speaks like that, you feel like your ears are filled with sticky spittle, and you even feel tinnitus and deafness because the decibels are too high.
Victor's face is ugly, these plans he has come up with are like a child's trick at this moment, adults are willing to play with you, you can play all the time, but he can also stop at any time and tell you that this is childish!
And... Virus... This accident has already broken through the sky!
Victor seemed to see a black box on the resolute table in the president's office, with a big furry hand pressed on it, and several boxguards stood around him with a solemn expression.
The president is roaring in the air.
"Stop playing this little trick, we don't know how strong he is, now is our chance! Ask clearly, where does his ability come from, is it a virus, we don't have time! Ask him what he wants! It only took six hours to get antibodies to the virus and we could survive this disaster! β
"Even if we want to nuke Los Angeles, there must be a valid reason, find it for me!!"
Call cut off.
There was a dead silence in the central control room, and hundreds of screens had their own images, but at this moment, everyone was waiting for Victor to speak.
"Get ready, ask him what he wants!" Victor pulled down his headset, wiped off the sweat on his head, looked around at the crowd and calmly gave the order.
Now that the exchange plan has been torn to pieces, it can only be salvaged in an open and honest way.
Instructions from the president!
Time, the most important time, the initiative must be in our hands!
Go to the special Leovites, the shit-like arrangement is no longer effective, go to the special cute pet, people raise birds!
Will we wait until the entire West Coast is covered with viruses?!
More than 300 million people became zombies?!
Countless disguises have been ripped off at this moment, and there is no need for any cover-up, so let's act!