"What's going on with you Marines? In eight hours, even if it's a climb, it's time to climb to Celtic Lake! In his office, Morant was annoyed by the Marines' meteoric progress.

"The enemy's air defense system is too strong, and we will not be able to gain air supremacy in a short time......"

"Don't give me a reason, I don't like a reason, I want measures, what are the measures to solve it?"

There was silence on the other end of the radio. "We need more air power...... can do ......"

"Okay, that's what you said. The day after tomorrow is President Cassius's birthday, and I want to give him a big gift. I send you the most elite aviation brigade, don't let me down! ”

Morant hung up the call in a rage. Leaning back in his chair, sulking alone.

"Sir, there's someone out there who wants to see you."

"What are you doing with me?"

"I don't know, I just said it's a very important thing."

"Give him two minutes, start the timer now, I don't have the time to deal with the chore." Morant glanced at his watch and rolled his eyes at the door.

After a while, the assistant brought a man with him. This person was tightly wrapped in a black coat, a black mask covered half of his face, a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a black leather case on his right hand, and his fat body, walking with a trembling posture, looked very funny.

Morant was also interested in this man, so he said, "I'll give you ten minutes and see what you can say."

The man in black was not in a hurry, he took off the black outfit one by one and put it on the sofa. When he lifted the black mask, Morant was stunned, isn't this Palmer's business, what is he doing here secretly? Is it here to surrender?

So, Morant straightened up, straightened his collar and cuffs, and looked at him with a victorious attitude.

Palmer stepped forward slowly, carefully placing the black suitcase in front of Morant. It looks like they did come to surrender. However, there is one thing Morant can't figure out, he has ordered the army to set up a surrender point, why does he go to the trouble of disguising himself and making it so mysterious? Fear, yes, must be fear, he is afraid of himself. Thinking of this, Morant's heart blossomed, immersed in the joy of victory, and he couldn't extricate himself. Palmer, Palmer, you and your League of Nations were once so powerful, and now you have to whisper and beg me for mercy?

Palmer bent down, sat down in the chair across from him, and said unhurriedly: "Commander Morant, I admit that my team and I made a bad decision, and the victory belongs to Olympus, there is no doubt about it."

"Palmer, don't be euphemistic, tell me the purpose of your trip." Morant's face was almost up to the ceiling.

"I'll make a deal with you." Palmer said.

"I only accept unconditional surrender. Hand over your land and people, let Olympus take over the government, and we will both have a bright future. ”

"I'm not here to surrender."

"Oh, yes, Palmer, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me. Don't forget where you are, I can break you to pieces with my fingers. Morant leaned over and said in a threatening tone.

"What if I have what you need most?"

"Don't kid, Palmer, I don't like the poor family of the League of Nations. You're a bunch of rubbish carrying decades-old antiques that only talk about at the conference table. Let me tell you, I don't lack anything but your dog's life. ”

A sly smile appeared on Palmer's face: "Commander Morant, you are so interesting."

This old fritter! Morant couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out a gun and pointed it at Palmer's head: "Tell me what the hell are you going to do!"

Palmer tilted his head forward and pressed it against Morant's gun, "Kill me, and you'll never get them."

With that, Palmer smiled even brighter.

Morant had never been insulted by this, and roared and pointed his gun at the ceiling, "bang, bang" and emptied the magazine.

The guards outside the door heard the gunshots and rushed in, and a dozen submachine guns were pointed at Palmer's head.

"Get out!"

"But, sir......"

"I said get out!" Morant yelled at the guards, who hesitated for a moment, but eventually exited the door.

Palmer laughed as he watched the guards exit the door.

"Mr. Morant, you are a very learned man, you should know what this is." With that, Palmer opened the black leather case and took out a rectangular metal box 50 centimeters long and 30 centimeters wide. Opening the metal box, a mist rises, and a transparent amber gem lies inside. This gemstone takes on an irregular polyhedral shape that shines in the light.

Morant's eyes lit up, and his annoyance was swept away: "Kuiper Yuanjing, where did you get it?"

Kuiper Source Crystal is an extremely rare mineral in the solar system, which only exists in the distant Kuiper Belt. The Kuiper Belt is located beyond the orbit of Pluto, more than 10 billion kilometers from Earth. Not to mention the long round-trip cycle, there are risks in storage. As soon as the temperature exceeds 40 degrees Celsius or a violent collision occurs, the Kuiper source crystal will have a chain reaction, resulting in a completely uncontrollable violent explosion. As a result, the large-scale mining of Kuiper source crystals has always been a challenge. It just so happened that Morant was in charge of a top-secret project that required the use of a large number of Kuiper Source Crystals, which Morant had been worrying about for weeks.

"There has been a breakthrough in the study of Kuiper source crystals. Mr. Morant, you can't say no to this epoch-making ore. ”

However, Morant immediately realized that something was wrong and asked sharply: "Say!" How do you know I need this ore? ”

Palmer laughed, stared at Morant's face and said, "Mr. Morant, I said it, no one can refuse this ore."

This old fritter! Morant secretly cursed in his heart, but considering that the confidentiality of the project was personally supervised, and it seemed that Palmer did not seem to know very well, there should be no problem.

After a moment of silence, Morant said: "Okay, transfer all the technical information to us, I promise, after gaining the sovereignty of the League of Nations, I will give you a position of supervising the director, it is an idle position, and you will have a very easy life."

"Deal!" Palmer said briskly.

After handing over the technical information, Morant asked Palmer to send another box of gold bars. Palmer didn't shirk either, picked up the gold bar and walked out the door.

About ten minutes later, when Morant wanted to see Palmer again, he was told by his subordinates that Palmer had left under the escort of bodyguards and his whereabouts were unknown.

"This old fritter!" Morant couldn't help but curse.