Chapter 440: with translation of chapter title

In the meeting room, everyone pricked up their ears.

After hearing the chief of staff's "plan," everyone's face was full of displeasure.

It really is fifty percent.

Feeling that if we all die together, it wouldn't count as a loss!?

Seeing Wang Meng's gloomy expression, almost about to drip water, the chief of staff gave a wry smile.

If it weren't for so many people, given the commander's usual temperament, he would have already started cursing.

What a damn plan!

He felt somewhat wronged inside.

The chief of staff lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Commander! Watch your image!

It was you who told me to say it.

I'm just a lowly chief of staff, a Rank Zero Awakened One; what can you have me do?

You didn't see Colonel Huang Yan's expression?

When he heard about Lin An's... he wanted to strangle the newcomer who asked the question.

You can't possibly expect me to grab a knife and go hack Lin An, can you?

Even if he stood still and let me slash, I couldn't kill him!

To be honest, he actually thought coming up with two plans was already not bad.

Modern technological weapons were originally designed to fight ordinary people, to fight wars without spiritual energy.

Electronic interference, land-air coordination, strategic bombing.

But for Awakened Ones, that is naturally unsuitable.

Awakened Ones—only Awakened Ones can counter them.

Every Awakened One is essentially a mutant possessing wisdom.

They can assassinate, infiltrate, know how to poison, and even use weapons.

Their methods are strange and endless.

How are you supposed to make modern weapons fight them?

As long as their speed is up, or their skills are a bit weird...

Awakened Ones have plenty of ways to toy with and kill modern troops.

Let's not talk about anything else; take, for example, a spirit-power Awakened One.

Such an enemy, if they casually infiltrate an armored corps, that's a disaster.

Your cannon is my cannon, and you still don't know who fired it.

Let alone someone like Lin An, a pervert.

He could figure it out with his toes.

Once Lin An disguises himself and infiltrates the military region, not to mention assassination—

He could casually control the artillery and fire a shot straight at the headquarters; what could you do?

Send Awakened Ones to intercept him?

Whoever you send would just be sending them to die; wouldn't that just mean relying on area-of-effect explosions so we all perish together?

They'd die without even knowing how they died.

This is also why the high command of the Huaxia war zone increasingly values Awakened Ones, to the point that the old-school military faction, once stubborn, is now privately disliked.

They always want to have nuclear weapons, strategic missiles.

Against zombie tides, against mutants, Awakened Ones are just consumables who rush in with explosives.

After all, at this stage, aside from the Capital Military Region and a few other military regions that have secretly modified Awakened Ones,

the others are actually just like that.

Spiritual energy is scarce, mental strength insufficient, defense low.

The only thing worth praising is their bizarre methods, which often produce surprising results.

Before an Awakened One of Lin An's caliber appeared, Wang Meng, though not particularly fond of this argument, couldn't refute it.

But now?

He couldn't help but think, if there were a few more Awakened Ones of this level, how great that would be.

The Wangjiang Military Region sees deaths every day.

Nuclear bombs cannot be lightly used; each strategic missile fired is one less.

After the artillery is expended, there's none left; even bullets are beginning to be hand-assembled.

Going on like this, it truly isn't a solution.

For a moment he felt some regret, and also some relief.

Relieved that he hadn't spoken his words absolutely.

At least Lin An doesn't know what he just said.

The message sent, though its wording was a bit cold, at least left room for explanation.

Setting aside other things, I am official, I am the military region.

Give me at least some face, will you?

In a flash, Wang Meng squeezed out a stiff smile and plopped down beside Gao Yan.

"Cough cough."

"Um, Miss Gao Yan, Uncle Wang wants to ask you something..."

Everyone listened to the commander's suddenly changing tone, feeling embarrassed for the commander.

What were we just saying?

Is Lin An arrogant and overconfident? Too young? Or overestimating himself?

Even thinking with their toes, they could guess what the commander intended to say.

As expected, Gao Yan looked at Wang Meng, who called himself uncle, with a half-smile, calmly gazing at him.

"Uncle Wang, what do you want to say?"

Really a slap in the face.

Wang Meng's old face rarely lost its composure.

He hesitated for a moment, then acted as if his previous words had never been spoken.

"Your relationship with Lin An, is it really as you said?"

"In this way, uncle is also concerned about you."

He sighed.

"It's not easy; I also have to consider the entire Wangjiang Military Region."

"Besides that, the conditions we proposed weren't excessive at the time."

"That's just how the world is."

"If you have strength, everyone respects you. If you lack strength, I naturally couldn't ignore so many people in the Military Region and do something just for Lin An."

"I also hope you can understand, uncle."

The words were sincere.

As a soldier, Wang Meng, while having his own stubbornness, more so truly wanted the Military Region to survive and let the protected survivors survive.

He admitted, admitted that he had previously underestimated Lin An.

Underestimated Lin An's strength.

Thus he subconsciously thought that Lin An, no matter what he did, was wrong.

Different angles, different cognitions naturally lead to erroneous judgments.

Conversely, if he were to command the armored corps to fight to the death for Long'an Base just because of Gao Yan's words.

Or rather, from the start he could have lowered his stance, even begged Lin An to join.

How could that be possible?

If Lin An didn't have sufficient strength, he would be playing with the lives of the millions of survivors in Wangjiang!

Providing help in the snow is too difficult.

If the bet is right, it's fine; if wrong, it's eternal doom.

Seeing Wang Meng's weary face, Gao Yan's heart also involuntarily softened a bit.

She understood the commander's meaning.

Although she isn't really Gao Yan, she could also sense that Wang Meng previously, to some extent, also thought Lin An was unreliable, having deceived her or something, which is why he spoke that way.

Basically, Wang Meng actually cared about her quite a bit.

But.

Gao Yan let out a bitter laugh in her heart.

Wang Meng's words, both explicit and implicit, all meant hoping she could navigate between Lin An and the Wangjiang Military Region, even saying...

Simply, using her identity, everyone could cooperate, and all would be happy.

But only she knew.

That set of excuses was completely made up.

Chu An's plan wasn't like that.

No harmonious coexistence, no integration.

Even in Chu An's plan, her mission was to stabilize the Wangjiang Military Region, then wait for Lin An to complete his task, and then with thunderous force, directly seize the Wangjiang Military Region.

The subsequent control measures were then carried out by Chu An 'threatening' the besieged Gao Wang Commander in the capital, and then she, disguising herself as Gao Yan, indirectly controlled the Military Region.

Finally, by replacing the Military Region's main positions, thus thoroughly digesting the Military Region's strength.

Thus, in the harshest plan, Chu An even discussed with Lin An.

Kill all the high-level officials of the Wangjiang Military Region, then falsely claim, using Gao Wang's order, that the Wangjiang Military Region's high-level officials had rebelled!

They, Long An.

They came to take over!

For a moment, Gao Yan's heart was filled with mixed feelings, not knowing how to speak.