“…… What exactly is a human being? This question was answered after the discovery of the Ark, but a new question naturally arose - philosophically speaking, was the 'real human' a pure-blooded prehistoric human, or was it precisely the product of a genetic cross between a prehistoric civilization and an Homo erectus? The debate between these two views has lasted for more than two decades and is destined to continue......"

-- Alliance Weekend article, "Evolutionary Miscellaneous"

Chapter 230: The "Plan" of "Venom"

“…… What exactly is a human being? This question was answered after the discovery of the Ark, but a new question naturally arose with the state - philosophically speaking, was the 'real human' a pure-blooded prehistoric human, or was it precisely the product of a genetic hybridization between a prehistoric civilization and an Homo erectus? The debate between these two views has lasted for more than two decades and is destined to continue......"

-- Alliance Weekend article, "Evolutionary Miscellaneous"

"It's all ready, sir."

Lois. Canaris opened the electronic door and walked into the control room at the bottom of the building, although the body had been cleaned up, the room was still filled with a strong smell of blood because the exhaust fan was turned off.

Louise was holding a suitcase-style control table, obviously, she hesitated for a moment, but still walked to Marshall with a somewhat stiff movement. Colona sat next to the table and placed the suitcase in his hand on the table.

"Thank you, Louise."

Marshall sat at a table, and behind him was a giant control platform, from which the advanced quantum control system could control some of Icarus's key equipment around the clock, without obstacles.

Of course, the control authority here is not as high as that of Icarus. When the control equipment on Icarus was fully operational, there was no control over Icarus here, and even now, it was impossible to order Icarus to fall directly to the ground here.

But there is one thing that can be controlled here at this moment. That's the laser interception system of Icarus.

For the sake of division management, in case of a coup d'état or the fall of Icarus, although most of Icarus' equipment cannot be remotely controlled, the laser interception system can.

Since it can be artificially manipulated to hit, then it can also be artificially manipulated to miss.

This qiē only takes a few commands.

Theoretically, only a very small number of people knew about this function, and even including this ground control station, and only a very small number of station commanders and garrison representatives knew about this secret.

Pity. David. Morgan is one of the insiders.

Of course, the Alliance will not sit idly by and watch this happen, and if someone tries to send random orders here, the Alliance can remotely control the self-destruct device.

But the way to control the self-destruct device is through the radio, a radio that will be completely disrupted by a solar storm.

"Sometimes, I really think that Char is a god, and he says, there will be solar storms. There was a solar storm, and even the intensity and magnitude were the same as he predicted. Do you think it's just because he's smarter than all the scientists in the ACA and the League, and his eyes are more advanced than all the observation instruments? ”

Marshall looked at the suitcase terminal in front of him with a helpless wry smile.

This is the last link of the "candlewax" plan, the "program" plan carried out by the "Venom" squad, with the strength of several divisions. Draw the entire force around Pittsburgh, then break it into pieces, seize the ground control equipment, and finally empty the entire city with nerve gas, creating a death zone that even TF can't reach.

As for air or missile strikes. The underground equipment of the ground control center is probably able to withstand the intensity of the atomic bomb attack directly, and the barrier used by the Allies to protect this facility has become the best line of defense for the ACA, of course, thanks to the late Secret Service Director David Brown. Morgan's, including the code to activate the underground bunker, is meticulously supported by intelligence.

And when this is the center of attention, all eyes are focused here, on the other side of the world, the Kourou Space Center in French Guiana has long been restored by the ACA, and a large number of rockets smuggled from the Alliance will be launched into the sky to accurately hit Icarus - of course, these improvised patchwork rockets cannot completely destroy Icarus, not even injure them, but these rockets are equipped with small rocket engines, which will be attached to the side of Icarus facing the earth, When dodging a solar storm, Icarus is neither autobiographed nor is positioned slightly higher than the gravitational equilibrium point, so it only takes a few pushes to let gravity do the rest.

Icarus flies so high that the candlewax that sticks to the wings will melt little by little, and then the entire space station will fall to Earth.

That's the whole plan, an absurd, ridiculous, plan that no normal person would ever take into account.

The reason why this plan has come so far, almost successful, in the final analysis, is precisely because it is so ridiculous.

Because of the normal strategy, a few divisions of heavy units will not be sent to the beach to slaughter the enemy.

With a normal strategy, it is impossible to know the exact date and duration of a solar storm three months in advance.

Normal tactics are absolutely impossible to instigate against the top head of the opposing intelligence agency.

But these three points, Char did it, and, only, Charl. Pierre did it.

So the plan was successful, and this is something that the officers of the Alliance, who only think about things from a "normal" point of view, can never think of.

"I'm not going to judge my boss in private, sir."

Louise's answer interrupted Marshall's question, and Marshall naturally didn't mean to continue, he gently tapped the suitcase terminal, and a holographic keyboard popped out, Marshall tapped the space, and suddenly, a huge holographic projection screen appeared.

The "Scheme" program has all the facilities laid out and is ready to start.

Marshall nodded, and tapped the space again, but what was displayed was not the interface he had imagined, but another screen.

Warn. The "program" plan will cause more than 350,000 deaths, is it confirmed that it will continue?

"You made it, Louise."

Marshall looked at the screen, his fingers landing on the OK button, but instead of pressing it, he turned his head. looked at the pink-haired girl.

"Yes, sir, I don't think this is a sign of disobedience."

Louise lowered her head and looked away, in fact, the girl was indeed a little weak-hearted.

"You are a soldier, and it is your duty to obey orders, but you are not a butcher, killing so many innocent people...... It's shame and not pride. Marshall closed his eyes. He took a light breath, "Just like you are in Paris, only attack the other side's military equipment and armed personnel, I know everything you do." ”

"Allow me to explain." Louise sighed and gritted her teeth, "I don't think I've violated orders. ”

"No one said you violated orders." Marshall shook his head lightly and held out his hand. I looked at my watch.

"Ok, there was still an hour before the scheduled time. I'm not in a hurry to start this thing. The blonde Chairman of the Eyes of Unity raised his hand and closed the terminal, then gestured to the stool in front of Louise, "Sit down, I don't think you would mind talking to me about one of the biggest executioners in human history." Marshall. Colona chat. ”

"Yes, sir." Louise nodded and sat down on the stool.

"How long have you been in the army?"

Marshall's questions are rather formulaic, and seem to be just one of the formulaic questions that every boss and subordinate asks when chatting.

"Five years and four months, sir."

Louise sat on a stool in a standard military stance. Put your hands on your knees and answer bluntly.

"Why join the army? Are you having trouble at home? Marshall shook his head, "Not every parent wants to send their children to undergo a high-risk TF transformation...... And you should be after the age of 16, which belongs to the old age transformation, right? ”

"Yes, sir, I received a transformation when I was 16 years old, so my abilities are limited." Louise nodded, no regret on her face, "The reason I joined the army is that my parents both served in the ACA's army, and my uncle (my grandfather's younger brother) was a general in the Chilean Army. ”

"A military family." Marshall nodded and commented, "So you're supposed to be a conservative?" ”

"I don't have political tendencies, sir." Louise shook her head, "Soldiers shouldn't be involved in politics. ”

"But you know what? The reason why you are here is because of the political zhì. Marshall smiled compassionately, "All the people who came here, the members of the 'Venom' team, were abandoned by the ACA and were destined to die here. ”

"If death is part of an order, then as a soldier you should obey it." Louise was silent for only three seconds, and then gave the answer in a flat tone.

"But death shouldn't be meaningless." Marshall shook his head and raised his hand, "Let's not talk about it, Louise, I have something for you." ”

Marshall opened his pocket, pulled out a pair of glasses and an ID card, and threw them to Louise.

"This glasses can release a special frequency of electromagnetic waves to interfere with the ACA scanning device of the alliance standard, and this ID card can ensure that you can leave without hindrance."

"I'm not going to be a deserter, sir." Louise glanced at the equipment in her hand and frowned, "This is your equipment, whether it is combat power or strategy ability, you are much stronger than me, you should live even more." ”

"No, it should be the soldiers who will live, not the cultists."

Marshall raised his hand, stopping Louise from continuing.

The middle-aged man with blond hair and red eyes stood up, slowly opened the terminal of the suitcase, and was silent for a moment before giving an explanation.

"Now, all of you here, and Char, who is not here, is like a god. Pierre, apart from you, in fact, we are not soldiers at all. ”

"I don't understand, sir." Louise lowered her eyelids, as if she didn't really understand.

"My wife, Grant...... And the mother of my other child, is Italian. ”

Suddenly, without warning, Marshall changed the subject.

"We grew up together, we loved each other, but we couldn't grow old together." With his hands behind his back, Marshall turned around, his tone flat as if he were talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"She has hemophilia, theoretically she can't have children, but she still gave birth to two children, the first child, the delivery was very smooth, she survived the ghost gate, but the second child, that is, Grant, had a difficult birth and hemorrhage, and she finally died."

"I'm sorry." Louise shook her head slightly.

"In this era, this is not a tragedy, in fact, to have two children, she must be very happy before she dies." Marshall just smiled, "However, without TF transformation, this kind of thing would have happened to her two children as well." ”

"We all know that human beings on Earth, the product of this hybrid of prehistoric civilization and Homo erectus genes, were imperfect from the beginning, and our genes were contaminated from the beginning." Marshall raised his voice a little, and Louise finally clearly felt the fluctuation of the blonde middle-aged man's affection.

"In fact, ACA, or Evolutionist, our goal is to weed out this impure, impure gene, and the best way to do that is to make everyone accept TF modification."

Marshall turned, his blood-red pupils shining with a crazy light. (To be continued......)