Hunter starting from Hunter World

Damn! That guy must be threatening us!

Yes! We all know he is threatening! But the question is, do you dare to take a gamble?

We have no leverage at all! Don't forget, we are here to seek reconciliation, not to press the button of self-destruction.

I don't think he dares to drop so many nuclear warheads in North America! As long as we insist on not giving in, his attitude will definitely soften.

Don't you dare? Are you blind? Several of the largest and most prosperous cities in the Atlantic Federation have been destroyed by nuclear explosions! They also include two financial centers! A manufacturing center!

But if we give in, are we really going to betray Murta Azrael and his family? You have to know that these people are all one of us! Once some precedents are set, there is no way to go back. ”

Now that things have come to this, do we have a better choice?

In difficult times like this, someone has to make sacrifices.

I agree!

I object!

…

Suddenly, these negotiators from the Atlantic Federation, Hugh, got into a quarrel in the hotel where they were staying.

Because bringing Murtagh Azrael and his family over from North America was not a trivial matter.

Just the opposite!

This involves and violates the bottom line of competition within the capital group.

Just imagine, if Murta Azrael and the family behind him can be betrayed today, will someone betray others in order to obtain better conditions tomorrow?

Once something like this gets started, the consequences that will follow will be very serious.

But just as these people were arguing, the communicator they carried suddenly made a harsh sound.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a very nervous expression appeared on the electronic screen.

He even omitted the greeting part and asked bluntly: Tell me, what happened during your negotiations? Why did Orb's troops deployed on the front suddenly start to move forward? We lost our lives in just one hour. One hundred and fifty mobile suits and more than three hundred fighters!

What? The Orb army has begun to attack!

One representative suddenly stood up from his chair, his face suddenly changed.

Not just an attack! The nuclear missiles that had not yet been dismantled were also invaded and hijacked again. The Ministry of National Defense had to issue a nationwide evacuation warning again, asking residents in all big cities to go to the subway and civil air defense facilities on their own. Middle-aged The man was roaring like crazy.

No one knows better than him what will happen if all these nuclear missiles that have not had time to be dismantled are launched.

To put it bluntly, more than 80% of the urban population will be permanently wiped out.

The Atlantic Federation's industrial capabilities, scientific research capabilities, and even the ability to sustain civilization will all suffer a devastating blow.

As for the remaining 20% ​​of the population who were lucky enough to survive, they were basically red necks living in the countryside.

It is better to expect these stupid, stubborn, anti-intellectual and white supremacist arrogance guys to rebuild the country than to expect the gorillas in the zoo to suddenly evolve an IQ on par with humans, and then directly start the plot of Planet of the Apes.

That lunatic! Is he really planning to grow mushrooms in North America?

The representative who had previously stated that he would not give in or compromise was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

He simply couldn't believe that there were such crazy people in the world, who would give up on the immediate benefits and would not stop until they completely destroyed their enemies.

I don't care about reputation, influence, or condemnation from the media and the public at all.

How on earth did this kind of bastard who knew nothing about international politics and had no scruples control the supreme power of the Orb country?

I don't care if he is a lunatic! You'd better complete the negotiations at all costs! Otherwise, the chips in our hands will only become less and less. If nothing happens, the front will push through Mexico in ten hours at most. A real threat to our homeland.

After saying this, the communicator clicked off.

It can be seen that the capital group behind the Atlantic Federation is really anxious this time.

Because North America is not a post-occupation zone like South America, Central America, and Mexico.

But where their true core interests lie.

If North America is destroyed by nuclear bombs, or is blocked for a long time and unable to trade with the outside world, the collapse of the government and the collapse of social order are almost inevitable.

By that time, the people at the bottom who are so poor that they have only one life left will inevitably set off an unprecedented wave of resistance, and they will be found and killed as the culprits.

Don’t think this is some fantasy!

The true beliefs of these descendants of white colonists from across the sea from Europe have never been about freedom and democracy, but about greed and cruelty.

silence!

Terrible silence!

The representatives here did not expect that Allen would ask Orb's army to stop repairing during the negotiations and directly start advancing the front line.

In addition, the kind of network intrusion and signal hijacking that is beyond everyone's understanding has once again enveloped the entire military system of the Atlantic Federation.

The direct result is that the information-based and electronic armies have all degraded to the level where they need to fight independently. Orders from superiors cannot be conveyed in a timely manner, and even if they are conveyed, they may be incorrect versions modified by the enemy.

As for advanced weapons, 90% are completely paralyzed.

Needless to say, missiles that require satellites and radars for guidance cannot even be launched.

Energy weapons are also unable to detect targets in advance due to the lack of computer assistance, and suffer devastating blows before firing.

In order to carry out effective resistance, some troops even began to try to dig deep trenches that could provide some cover for MSs.

Really dreaming back to World War II!

In this case, the Orb army that can withstand the comprehensive superiority of sea, land and air is a ghost.

Everyone! I think we need to seriously discuss how to bring Murta Azrael and his family over. This is related to the life and death of each of us! A man with a beard The old man spoke first to break the silence.

Immediately afterwards, everyone else also expressed their agreement, and not even one objected.

As Allen expected, the inherent weakness and compromise of capital makes them lack the courage to fight to the death when they are really facing disaster.

Especially after losing the trump card of nuclear missiles, it is basically meat on the chopping board and allowed to be manipulated by others.

About ten hours later, as a military transport plane landed at the Panama City airport, Allen once again met Murtagh Azrael and hundreds of members of his family.

Looking at the young man who was almost emotionally broken and with a distorted expression on his face, he greeted with a smile: Hi! Long time no see! Haven't you always wanted to talk to me face to face? Now I give This is your chance.

Why? Why did you betray me? Haven't I given you enough? Murtagh Azrael raised his head and asked sternly with two bloodshot eyes.

No! The conditions you offered are already quite generous, but it's a pity that we are not from the same place. In other words, money, power, and fame are not attractive to me.

As Allen spoke, he took out a bottle of malt whiskey from the wine cabinet, poured a glass for the other party and handed it over.

Murta Azrael, who had obviously suffered a lot along the way, took it, raised his head and drank it in one gulp without saying a word, and then licked his lips with unfinished content: Not attractive?

That's right! Maybe you won't believe it, but the reason why I am willing to actively participate in this war is actually to have fun. It is a game to me, and I like to challenge high difficulties. Don't you Do you think it would be very interesting and also very challenging to conquer the entire America with a small country in the South Pacific called Orb?

After saying that, Allen poured the other person another drink.

This time, Murta Azrael did not drink it immediately, but opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief on his face: Because of this? You gave up everything you owned in the Earth Federation, and My friendship, trust, and commitment?”

Sorry, everything you just mentioned is worthless to me. On the contrary, destroying your sinful capital that has been rooted in human society for hundreds of years will give me more satisfaction. Oh, I almost forgot. Since we are reunited after a long separation, let’s play a little game.”

Allen slowly took out an ancient revolver from the drawer, and then stuffed a yellow-orange bullet into it.

He fiddled with the wheel vigorously, and then said meaningfully: Now, choose a random person from your family.

You...what do you want to do?! Murtagh Azrael's pupils suddenly dilated.

He is not a fool, and the Russian Roulette game that often appears in many old film and television works immediately came to mind.

It's very simple! There is a bullet in this gun. Next, I will take turns pulling the trigger with the family members you selected until the bullet shatters one of them's head. If it is me who is hit, then When the game is over, you and your family can leave directly. But if the person you choose is hit, then the game will continue until everyone in your family is dead. How about it, isn’t it great? Fair, exciting?”

There was a chilling light in Allen's eyes.

With his control over the intensity, this so-called fair game is essentially toying with the heart of the young man in front of him until he completely falls into despair and collapses.

are you serious?

Murtagh Azrael stared at Allen as if he were a madman.

The latter smiled slightly, raised the gun and pulled the trigger toward his temple.

Click!

Along with the empty sound, the wheel automatically moved forward one space.

moment!

Murtagh Azrael's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

He couldn't imagine that the other party actually dared to risk death and pull the trigger.

It's your turn. Hurry up and choose someone. I can't wait to see the spectacular sight of blood and brains scattered all over the carpet. As he said that, Allen directly put the gun in his hand into the opponent's hand.

Murtagh Azrael was obviously panicked and turned around to stare at his family members, including his parents.

In the end, he chose the uncle who was the most distantly related to him and seemed to be the oldest.

The old man seemed to realize something. He sighed helplessly, hugged his wife and children, then stepped forward, raised the gun, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.

The next second...

boom!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the bullet being fired and the smell of gunpowder smoke filling the air, a bullet passed directly through his brain, bringing out a large piece of red brain wrapped in white brain tissue. The whole person fell to the ground with a plop. Dead as hell.

The astonishing power of the large-caliber revolver even blew half of his skull away.

The tragic way of death immediately caused many people to scream.

As human masters, they have never seen such a bloody and cruel scene.

Especially if they die as one's own relatives.

Oh my, this is such a pity. He died so easily without even surviving one round. Could it be that he had done too many evil things before, so he suffered retribution at the critical moment? And I I heard that in Christianity, people who commit suicide cannot go to heaven. Oh, I almost forgot. The Azrael family started in the opium business, and later turned to the fields of medicine, finance and arms. With what you have done , was originally supposed to go to hell, so there is no difference.”

Allen completely ignored the panicked and screaming crowd and stuffed another bullet into the runner.

No hesitation!

He once again aimed at his temple and pulled the trigger under the gaze of countless eyes.

Click!

As expected it was empty again.

It's your turn to make a choice, my dear friend. Allen handed the gun to Murtagh Azrael.

But before the latter could recover from the shock, the members of the Azrael family retreated in panic.

Some selfish men even try to huddle up in a ball and hide behind old, weak, women and children.

Asshole! What...what do you want to do? Many of them are innocent women and children! Murtagh Azrael asked angrily.

Innocent? Do you mean these ladies and ladies who incited and launched wars around the world, took the opportunity to sell arms, used financial means to plunder wealth, and lived a luxurious life that ordinary people could not imagine? If they deserve to be called innocent , What are the civilians who died in the war? What are the orphans who were displaced and had no food to eat because of the war? Allen asked with a sneer.

As he spoke, he raised his gun and aimed it at Murta Azrael's mother, who was mentally ill and twisted and full of malice towards the Adjusters group, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.

boom!

Another gunshot rang out, and the old woman who indirectly founded the Blue Cosmos extremist organization fell to the ground, clutching her chest that was bleeding continuously, and opened her mouth to say something.

But in the end nothing could be said...