Chapter 14: Blackwatch: shit!
The more than one hundred capitalist countries of the Blue Star civilization are distributed with thousands of consortiums, whether bright or dark, large or small.
These "monsters" closely connected by wealth, power, blood, etc., are the true behind-the-scenes chess players of the capitalist system.
To name a few famous names, America's Morgan, Rockefeller, First National City, Mellon, Texas...
Whether it is energy, military industry, medical care, aerospace, or clothing, food, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, news media, and the Internet, the "free" public is arranged clearly and clearly by these "monsters" that monopolize a certain industry from birth to death.
The operation of the "adopted son, kimchi" consortium of America can only be said to be "a witch seeing a big witch" compared to its "biological father."
The Umbrella Corporation, which was once a member of the "monsters," still possesses considerable influence after its dismantling.
Thousands of capitalist wolves used the satellite network to spread the secret consultation of the Umbrella conference, racking their brains to use rhetoric to invite capitalist wolves from all walks of life to join their chariot of dividing the cake.
No one is a fool, and consortiums that rose to power by gnawing on capitalist blood are even more so.
The sun still rises and sets, and the world seems so peaceful.
After three days and three nights of fermentation, the top predators discussed and verified from many sides, and finally could not suppress their craving for transcendence and longevity.
……
A network conference hidden in the dark was held silently.
The members participating in the conference were basically old people who were on the verge of death, and the youngest was over seventy years old.
Skin filled with corrupt spots and wrinkles, and hanging IV drips were the norm.
"Cough, cough!!"
With an extremely violent cough, an old man propped up his emaciated body with his elbows, greed and viciousness rising in his turbid eyes, curling his dry lips and saying: "Regarding that video file, and the rhetoric of those 'lobbyists', what do you think?"
"After verification by many parties, there is no sign of artificial synthesis in the video file."
In the dark, the audio device in front of a display screen transmitted the same old voice.
Next was a long silence.
Finally, someone said: "The opponent in the East has an old saying: Better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."
Like greedy and cunning evil ghosts from the Avici Hell, someone proposed.
"For the sake of profit, give it!"
"For the sake of status, give it!"
"For the sake of power, give it!"
"I just want to live! I just want to live!"
"Those pieces of trash got our help, stood on the shoulders of Umbrella, and haven't researched any results for so long!"
"Sure enough! Sure enough! Only Umbrella! Only Umbrella!"
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough—!"
The overly intense emotion could not be borne by the old body, and the violent cough that seemed to want to carve out the lungs made the old man who was excited lie back on the hospital bed.
"Phew—, even if we really want to 'slaughter the donkey after the mill is finished', we have to wait until we enjoy the results!"
"Agree."
"Seconded."
"Yes."
"Then that's it!"
The conference has reached a consensus on the general tone.
"Regarding that 'Chairman White', what do you think?"
"It shouldn't be his real name. Saving the building from collapse and saving Umbrella from fire and water. He is a person with schemes, means, and talent, or he can truly be drawn into one of us."
Are these people satisfied after curing their illnesses and appropriately extending their lifespans?
No! Far from enough! They will only be more greedy.
Capitalist wolves know that scientists are the core driving force for technological breakthroughs.
'Chairman White' exposed his mastery of transcendent technology, and the people who least want 'Chairman White' to die are exactly these people in front of them.
No matter what 'Chairman White's' previous identity was, now the identity of Umbrella's person in charge is completely confirmed.
Someone echoed, and the conversation turned to continue asking: "Well, then that's it. What about the Blackwatch troops surrounding Raccoon City?"
Several old men who monopolized the military industry sneered: "A group of soldiers."
"Let Blackwatch make the best use of everything before leaving, and clean up the remaining infected bodies in Raccoon City."
"For one thing, it can show muscles to our 'new friends'; for another, it can be considered a disguised show of goodwill; thirdly, we can't go to the 'poison-raising field' where the virus is rampant ourselves, right?"
As the words fell, this statement caused widespread agreement.
"Old friend, you are still the most thoughtful."
"Not worth mentioning small things. As long as a person is alive, he has relatives, friends, and needs. Only 'God' has no weaknesses."
An arms giant said lightly.
Having lived to this age, they have long been tired of similar hypocritical flattery.
Now they only want health, longevity, and supernatural power!
"Regarding the matter of whitewashing our Umbrella Corporation's 'new friends', is it troublesome for you?"
"It should be."
"No problem."
"A small matter."
Several true behind-the-scenes black hands of the "media empire" who had lower status and less right to speak and were lucky enough to participate in this conference agreed to the errand.
"Who will handle the matter of inciting the legal department to amend relevant laws and help our new friends solve 'small' troubles?"
"I'll do it."
"Then I'll trouble you, old friend."
Someone asked, someone answered, the tone was light and breezy, as if asking what to eat for dinner.
"Then let's stop here today. In three days, send some family descendants who are more sensible and obedient to go to Raccoon City in person on our behalf. By then, we will continue to watch through the network and decide the next step."
"Three days? Alright, then I will pay some price and order the military's efficiency to be faster."
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Outside Raccoon City in the West of America, Blackwatch Command.
The general in charge of the Blackwatch troops hung up the phone, his face as gloomy as water.
"shit!!"
"This group of stupid pigs who eat and do nothing! Dirty and greedy vampires!"
The general was furious, cursing and venting his anger.
For a long, long time, after the movement in the command center subsided, the adjutant opened the door and walked in.
"General, are there any new orders from above?"
The general, whose face was flushed with anger, had blue veins on his neck, his palms gripped the edge of the table tightly, and he gritted his teeth: "Within two days and two nights, allow the use of heavy firepower other than high pollution, and at all costs, clean up all infected bodies in Raccoon City."
"shit!! They were the ones who issued the blockade order, they were the ones who released the experimental virus, and now they are the ones who announced the big cleanup!"
"Changing orders in the morning and evening, simply not taking the lives of the boys under my command seriously!"
If it were just this, the Blackwatch general would not be so furious; obeying orders would be the end of it.
The most important thing is the tone of those "vampires" when conveying orders.
For example: "You front-line soldiers just need to fight and kill, we have a lot of things to consider in the rear..."
Another example: "As long as one infected body is missed, then we will see each other in military court." ===== CHAPTER 15 =====
"General, have there been any new orders from above?"
The general, his face flushed with anger and the veins on his neck bulging, gripped the edge of the table tightly and gritted his teeth: "Two days and two nights. You are authorized to use heavy firepower, excluding high-pollution weapons. Clear all infected entities in Raccoon City at any cost."
"Shit!! They were the ones who issued the blockade order, they were the ones who released the experimental virus, and now they are the ones announcing a total sweep!"
"Changing orders as soon as they are issued—they simply don't give a damn about the lives of my boys!"
If it were just that, the Blackwatch general wouldn't be so furious; he would have just followed orders.
The main issue was the tone those 'vampires' used when conveying the orders.
For example: "You frontline soldiers just need to do the fighting and killing; the things we have to consider in the rear are much more troublesome..."
Or another example: "If even one infected entity escapes, we'll see you at the military tribunal."
End of Chapter
