The communication between Lieyang's father and the Minister of the Interior was much calmer than Song Lan had imagined.

He had to admire the endurance of the politicians, and when he was under house arrest by the Barossa group for a week and almost lost his life, Lieyang's father did not kick the Minister of the Interior more than ten meters away after seeing him, but picked up a glass of wine and seemed to meet the minister cordially.

"Thank you for all these years for the Twelfth Country, you have worked hard."

"It's time to rest, too." ”

For the sake of working together for many years, he decided to give the Secretary of State a dignified exit, and today's dinner was also to see off the other party.

Too much has happened in the twelfth country recently, and the whole country has reached a critical period of transformation.

No longer a vassal of the coalition government, but an independent state.

"Your decision was wrong."

The Home Secretary glanced at a drunken Essinger, whose sub-image had already attracted the attention of many people, "To cooperate with the rebels is nothing more than a repetition of the mistakes of the past." ”

Even, this ally is not as good as the coalition governments of the past.

Only he is the most sober person, and what the Twelfth Country really needs is not a backer, but an opportunity for them to grow stronger with their own strength.

Clearly, only the genetic research of the Barossa Group can really help them move into the future.

"By the future, do you mean CTEA-32?"

Lieyang's father asked rhetorically, "Turn the soldiers who are loyal to the country into monsters, and then put them on the battlefield as suicide weapons?" ”

"Research is bound to face failures and sacrifices, and what policymakers need to do is find a way to lead people to the future, and if they invest more, sooner or later better drugs will be developed."

"If you really think so, why hide the existence of CTEA-32 and the fact of cooperation with the Barossa Group?"

Although the tone of the two was still calm, the smell of gunpowder between the words became obvious.

The Minister of the Interior's face was gloomy, and he accentuated his tone, "Because there are too many short-sighted people who rule this country, if you want to tide over it, someone must be this wicked person!" ”

He knew better than anyone that once the news of CTEA-32's existence was made public and widely used in the Twelfth Nation's military, it was bound to set off unprecedented public opinion pressure in the country.

But even then, he had to.

"What you have done in the past has proven to be a complete failure, when the rebels came to the city, the coalition government abandoned us, and even your precious daughter was almost recovered by them, which is why the rebels were able to enter our capital with almost no soldiers!"

If CTEA-32 had been used in the army at the time, it would have cost them dearly in attacking, even if they could not repel the resistance.

"But the Barossa Group is not the right answer, you should know what kind of people they are."

……

Song Lan exerted his extraordinary hearing, and the battle of ideas between the two unsurprisingly reached the point where no one could convince anyone, and as a melon-eating crowd, he saw the current dilemma of the Twelfth Country from this conversation.

The most fundamental reason is that they have empty financial resources and very weak military strength, and the combination of the two makes them a big fat sheep in the eyes of people.

The Twelfth had hoped that the coalition government would shelter them, but the rebel attack left them completely disappointed with the coalition government.

Not only did not send a single soldier, but even recovered their generals before the war.

From the perspective of Song Lan's irrelevant neutrality, the series of operations of this coalition government can be called a textbook-level backstab, and it is no wonder that after getting rid of the control of the parasite, they would rather turn their heads and form an alliance with the rebels than withdraw from the alliance.

The leaders and the Home Secretary have reached a consensus on the matter of withdrawing from the Covenant, and their biggest disagreement at the moment is how to deal with themselves after withdrawing from the Covenant.

The Home Secretary recognized the development of genetic drugs and determined that CTEA-32 was the only way to significantly increase the military power of the Twelfth Nations in a short period of time.

It's just that the way this ascension is subtle, and it turns them from a neutral country into a state that practices terrorism.

If CTEA-32 is really put into the army, then whoever goes to war with the Twelfth Country in the future will drop monsters injected with genetic drugs on the battlefield and even in the enemy's cities to slaughter indiscriminately, which is a proper strategy of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and losing 800.

The drawbacks of opening the cities of the Twelfth to the rebels were also quite obvious.

This would bring their diplomacy with the coalition government to a complete end, and no one knew whether the rebels would abandon them at any time and leave them to fend for themselves in the event of a future war.

After recently seeing genetic monsters, prosthetic modifiers, and psychic people, Song Lan realized that equipment such as exoskeleton armor would hardly be effective on a higher-level battlefield.

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In fact, this is also the problem that the law enforcement department of the 17th district is currently facing.

The special operations team can only deal with some local crime groups in peacetime, and once it is involved in a real war, even if it wears exoskeleton armor, it can only play the role of cannon fodder.

Song Lan listened very carefully, and he hoped to find a clear way from the battle of ideas between the two.

Unfortunately, the two people who had been arguing no longer seemed to be obsessed with the answer to the question, and when neither of them could convince the other, the argument gradually escalated to the level of solving the problem by force.

The Secretary of State for the Interior shook his glass, and the axemen who came with him took out the CTEA-32 injections they had prepared.

Seeing this, Song Lan could only sigh.

As they stormed the banquet hall, the Interior Minister's cronies injected needles into the veins, and Princess Lieyang and the Praetorian Guards prepared for battle.

Just as the atmosphere of the dinner was about to be pushed to its climax, the cronies dropped the chain.

After being injected with CTEA-32, their bodies did not change in any way, and all of their cronies maintained their previous movements slightly awkwardly, clubbing in place in full view.

Because they knew the side effects of the drugs in advance, they didn't even wear weapons.

The genetic agent is ineffective.

There were a few more people in strange poses in the hall, which made the atmosphere of the dinner party fall into a dead silence.

After a few moments, the cronies finally found out where the clue was—the needle tube was covered with a thin layer of ice at some point, and the biting chill stretched down their palms all the way to their bodies.

Even the blood, as if it was about to be frozen by this sudden low temperature.

They tried to shake off the needle, but found that their hands and feet had lost control, and they could only maintain their current position, watching the Praetorian Guards walk towards them.

The Praetorian Guards had to stop because the crystal clear ice had imprisoned the Home Secretary's cronies before they could make their arrests, turning them into several strangely shaped ice sculptures.

The temperature in the banquet hall plummeted, and Song Lan opened her mouth and exhaled hot air visible to the naked eye.

The woman beside Essinger got up, and she walked over to the Home Secretary, who was standing still.

The Secretary of State looked at her coldly, and her right hand reaching into her chest.

The next moment,

A new ice sculpture was born.