General Marshall took a long breath, gently put down the whip, stepped off the tactical table, took down the cigar with a heartfelt heart, played it in the ashtray, and said calmly: "General MacArthur, the commander-in-chief of the 5-nation coalition, still suffered defeat under the advantage of knowing himself and the enemy, and the soldiers withdrawn from North Korea have left a psychological shadow, and the game company has even developed "Resident Evil" according to the oral accounts of these veterans. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info So, everyone,"

The general raised his head solemnly, his deep blue eyes were wise and earnest: "It is a special country, and the people, nations, countries, and alliances that fought its ideas are all finished. Yes, it's all over. I hope that you will learn the lessons of history and not repeat the mistakes of stupidity. ”

Mrs. Clinton said quietly: "General Marshall, shouldn't the topic of the Joint Chiefs of Staff be to discuss how to win?" ”

"But the duty of the Minister of Defense is to be responsible to the citizens of the Federation!" The general could no longer stand the president's ambitions, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the president, and shouted: "Any preemptive war is a failure, because they don't have enough wisdom and sense of responsibility to fight for peace!" There must be no winner in this war, and when the Americas and Asia are on fire, think about who will benefit? It's the banker of Europe!! Is this what you want to see when the world returns to the pre-Hundred Years' War era in continental Europe? Let the pioneering of the fathers and the sacrifice of the president in the past two hundred years all be in vain! ”

"It was the other side who first telegraphed the world and issued an ultimatum declaring war!" Clinton raised his head and raised his voice an octave.

"Because our satellite has planted three big mushrooms on people's soil!" General Marshall glared angrily and shouted, he was not afraid to fight with the woman: "The message left 24 hours to mediate, because their leaders still maintain basic sanity!" Not like you! ”

Mrs. Clinton trembled angrily, her fists clenched on the table, her wrinkled old face rippled, her face turned from red to white, and finally she trembled and restrained her scolding, pursed her lips and said patiently: "I will consider your opinion." Please prepare for war, this is the duty of a soldier. ”

"I want you to do your part, dear lady." General Marshall was angry and polite, and sharply accused: "It's okay to turn over the Constitution, ma'am, it gives you the power to protect the citizens, and think about what you have done." ”

After Mrs. Clinton left angrily, Colonel Brown cleaned up the papers scattered on the table, handed them back to the general, and said softly: "Even if there is no light of trial, the military department has given a preliminary assessment, and the victory rate is about 63%. Maybe the other side is bluffing, so this is an opportunity. ”

"The United Nations Army, which is composed of five countries, also thought that person was bluffing." General Marshall sighed tiredly and sneered: "What happened as a result? More than 200 wounded shot themselves in the barracks after the first battle, simply because they learned that 'the fighting had just begun'. Do you know how many soldiers need psychological treatment when the UN forces roll out of North Korea? ”

Colonel Brown was silent. He knows some old things about crypto. At that time, General MacArthur's elite troops encountered a terrible force, and the whole army was psychologically shadowed. After the veterans returned home, based on their memoirs, the game company was inspired to develop the "Resident Evil" series of games that became popular all over the world.

Have you ever seen a zombie-like team? If you run out of bullets, take a knife and cut it. The knife was broken, and he grabbed it with his hand and bit it with his teeth.

If you have a broken leg or a broken hand, as long as you don't breathe, even if you squirm and crawl over, you will be bitten.

Why do "zombies" die after the first in the game setting?

Because unless the team is hit in the head, it can always maintain its combat effectiveness.

Why do zombies love to bite?

Because there were not a few GIs who were bitten to death back then.

Why are there often supporting characters who are bitten to death by zombies who jump out of the corpse team?

Because most of MacArthur's non-combat attrition was when they were cleaning up the battlefield after the battle and collecting numbers, they were bitten by the neck and thrown down by one or half of the remnants hidden in the pile of corpses. When the teammates next to him killed the remnants and rescued the people, they found that their necks had been bitten off.

Why do zombies bite people and love to bite their necks?

Because the ZY army of big TG bites the neck and has the highest fatality rate in the world!

Why don't zombies always worry about rotting and not being afraid of running out of rations?

Because the game company still hasn't figured it out, Shangganling has been without food and water for so long, why can the ZY army in the position still work with you in the dark.

It was such a heroic force that cast the vast majority of MacArthur's elite troops into a psychological shadow.

Many zombie movies feature survivors committing suicide, based on a horde of UN recruits who commit suicide after the battle - because this is just the beginning.

"General MacArthur not only believed in 100% victory, but also claimed to settle the battle in three months. The result? General Marshall mockingly flicked the ash of his cigar, "So what is 63%?" Colonel Brown, a good military man, must learn to fear your enemies, otherwise, one arrogant mistake is enough to ruin thousands of loyal soldiers, and then the whole world will remember your stupidity. ”

General Marshall's gaze drifted away, and the words were like chiselings. Colonel Brown knew he was resentful of the president. He took the bag and said softly, "You deduced a huge amount of information from a set of photos, so we need to re-evaluate." ”

"The win rate will not be higher than 36%." General Marshall closed his eyes and said, "This is my inference." ”

"I see." Colonel Brown packed up his things, saluted, and withdrew.

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"Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs Francis. Wharton's visit to China! Su Xiaomei held a roll of newspaper and happily knocked on the door of the section chief's office: "Section chief, the war is over, and the US imperialists admit it!" ”

"?" Zhuang Yan was overjoyed, put down the coffee cup and beckoned to Su Xiaomei: "Show it to me." ”

Su Xiaomei jumped in happily, and when she waved the newspaper, the two-page placket of the black and white-edged suit was open high, and the snowy zipper was shining in front of the waist. Under the small suit, he actually wore a youthful and vigorous white T-shirt, and his thin waist was wrapped in elastic fabric, so that he could enjoy the beautiful and smooth feel with his eyes. The glamorous groove of the navel looms under the taut T-shirt, while the shiny belt is low under the navel, and the white trousers with a straight black background hang down the buttocks. ”。 Fortunately, the white T-shirt is tucked under the dazzling belt, hiding the spring light, otherwise it can encourage people to break the criminal law.

This beautiful secretary was sent by his father to the civilian department to mix qualifications, so he dressed more diligently than a model, and Zhuang Yan could only turn a blind eye. He took the newspaper, tilted his head and looked at it carefully:

"Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs Francis's Urgent Visit to China - The Friction Between the Two Countries Is a Misunderstanding, and the Spear of God Floats to the Water."

Zhuang Yan nodded and said to Su Xiaomei: "Francis came in person, which is equivalent to lowering his posture to mediate peace, second only to a public apology." See what to say below. Then he took a sigh and wiped his glasses clean and looked at the text intently.

Su Xiaomei jumped and danced over, leaned over to read the newspaper on the table, and shared easily: "In order to clear up the misunderstanding, Francis brought the relevant records and archives of the Laredo incident, and made part of the files public, proving that the Light of Judgment firing was a conspiracy concocted by an organization called the 'Spear of God', you see, those photos are published here." The snow-white finger poked into Zhuang Yan's field of vision, and lightly clicked in the lower right corner of the newspaper.

"Hmm." Zhuang Yan glanced at the original copy of the archive, frowned, and said: "Even this has been made public, very sincerely-, exoskeleton power armor?" Zhuang Yan suddenly sat up straight, spread the newspaper on the table, and took a magnifying glass to carefully look at the burned wreckage of power armor on the photo. (To be continued.) )