National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

"Of course, your Excellency the rotating chief, we are very sober."

"You... why! This can't be your domestic doctrine!"

Down below, dozens of researchers from various regiments stood up one after another, looking at the stage with dignity.

And some other researchers who were at a loss watched the change of the situation on the spot with a dazed expression.It's like saying again: Didn't you say it was good to play "play house", how come it's true?

"Ms. Mott, according to the rules and regulations of the alliance, as long as one-third of the researchers jointly propose it and two-thirds of the researchers pass it, the proposal should be sent to all member states in the form of a declaration."

"So, please hurry up and copy it!"

These researchers stared at Mott on the stage, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Mott was stunned, and after nearly ten seconds, seeing that the door of the meeting room was still closed, and she had pressed the emergency button, she finally understood.

"Hehe..." She laughed miserably, and then said hysterically, "You are committing a crime!"

One by one, they took a step forward: "Yes, but you are forced, and no one will embarrass you."

Mott was silent for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "What's the point of doing this? You should know that the alliance has no real power to control member countries. It's just..."

Halfway through her words, she stopped herself, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"Could it be!"

Looking at the researchers below in amazement, seeing the calmness on their faces, as well as a touch of perseverance and self-confidence, she sat down on the chair with a plop.

April 2026, 11, Chinese time.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, a newsletter was sent from the headquarters of the Western Union, targeting all member countries and major media around the world.

Half an hour later, the Z world around the world was shocked, and the press began to report overwhelmingly.

"'Shock! The Western Union Passes the Uniform Act!'"

"Under the Global Crisis, the Pros and Cons of Western Alliance Unification!""

""The History of the Western Union and Today's Shocking Changes!""

The major news media have no morals. Within ten minutes, they produced countless articles and exported them to the outside world in order to attract people's attention.

Only the official news outlets, with extreme restraint, said they were not yet aware of the timing of the Western alliance.

Some experts also stood up and said that since the emergence of the system, the Western Alliance has long existed in name only after several crises and disasters. It is just an empty shell without any real power.

In the information bombardment, people are dazzled, but more people still believe what experts say.

After all, if the Western Alliance really wanted to unify, why hadn't there been any rumors before?

Sure enough, at four o'clock in the afternoon, the leaders of dozens of member states of the Western Alliance spoke together on their respective media, saying that there was no unified preparation, or even such an idea.

They are also very puzzled by the text message sent by the alliance, and they are contacting the researchers at the alliance headquarters.

The member state where the headquarters is located has sent commissioners to investigate.

When the news was updated, people all over the world felt relieved, it turned out to be an oolong.

"Let me just say, how is it possible for the West to say that reunification means reunification? It's not realistic at all."

"That is, in order to unify, the existing ruling class of each regiment must first be wiped out. They have rights to bind, and it is impossible to hand them over."

"But this matter is really weird. The headquarters of the Western Alliance should be researchers from various regiments, right? How did you come up with such a message?"

"Who knows? Maybe the Western Alliance is anti-Western? (dog head)"

"..."

On the Internet, people recovered from their astonishment and began to tease Qi Xilai. The atmosphere was very happy.

And just when everyone, including most teams around the world, is not clear.

In the western world, in a certain combat base.

In the huge underground base, the high-level lighting illuminates the wide space. Chariots and rows of heavily armed regiment members stand majestically.

These regiment members had firm gazes on their faces, and the scars everywhere seemed to prove that they were not recruits who were constantly training in the barracks.

tread!tread!tread……

There was the crisp sound of leather boots hitting the ground.

A figure in military uniform stood on the high platform.

He opened his arms to the team members below and shouted loudly: "Brothers! It's time for a great team to reappear in this world!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The voice of the mountain echoed continuously in the base.

Ouzhou, Western world.

The time is low in November, close to Christmas, and hard of winter.

For most of the team, there was already snow falling, under the cold wind and ice, there were few people on the road, and the shops were closed one after another, showing a little depression.

Afternoon, Faguo headquarters.

Inside the commander's mansion, the lights are bright.

The new year is not long, and taking advantage of the holiday, the current head of the group invited people from all parties to gather together to predict next year's general election and negotiate the distribution of their respective interests to avoid scandals.

At the banquet, the Z guests were dressed in suits and leather shoes, with smiling faces, pushing glasses and changing glasses, and the atmosphere was exhausted.

"Oh! Mr. Leader, believe me, the situation is tense now, and you will definitely be re-elected next year." In front of the leader, a member of the party faction narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Of course!" The group leader replied with a smile, "As long as I don't make mistakes, I can succeed. People don't like to change managers at this time, it will only stimulate their nerves."

The two of them winked and looked very serious on the surface, but in the next second, they burst out laughing.

When the wine was half full, the researcher blushed and went to the bedside to get some air.

He opened the window, took a deep breath against the cool wind, then stared at the street outside.

"what is that!"

He shook his head, concentrating.

In the distance, outside the guardrail door, the guards were standing, and if they continued to look up, they could find a large machine coming out of the transfer.

The guards guarding the mansion were also alarmed, and they whispered to each other to express their doubts.

beep!beep!

A guard captain ran a few steps forward, took out his binoculars to look at it, and whistled at the same time.

But the sharp sound of the whistle only lasted for a few seconds, and then the whistle fell from the guard's mouth.

He seemed to have turned into an ice cube in the snowstorm, and he was frozen in place.

The next second, the captain of the guard turned around suddenly, his face was full of horror, and he shouted loudly: "It's Leclerc! It's Leclerc!"

The guards around the mansion were all stunned, but they quickly reacted and ran in a panic.

Someone ran into the guard booth to make a phone call, someone rushed into the mansion to sound the alarm, and someone dragged sandbags hidden in the bushes and piled them at the door.

The researcher stands in front of the window, watching as everything is blinded directly.

"Leclerc? What is that?"

He felt that he had heard this word somewhere, but he couldn't recall it for a while.