Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

"Damn it! How can people fight machines? What happened to those people? Who can give me a reasonable explanation."

In the metallic glow of the office, a middle-aged man in a united front uniform punched the table angrily and questioned the big screen facing him.

The young officer on the screen gave a very standard military salute, and replied in a depressed mood: "The preliminary judgment is that it is unlikely to be a modified person, because through relevant tests, we have not found any machinery in their bodies, or even genes that are different from normal humans. The problem."

"Asshole, is this the final answer you paid so much to give me?" Hearing the words coming from the screen, the man's face darkened and he stood up.

"Normal human beings! Can normal human beings spray such a big fireball from their mouths? Can normal human beings jump hundreds of meters high? Can normal human beings just glance at them and make you shoot at your companions?"

"A district was captured, and it took a month for the incident to be discovered. As a result, 3000 special forces members and new Gundams were completely wiped out by less than people."

"How do you want the parliament to view me and how do you want me to explain to the people? Are you worthy of that honor and generous salary?"

"You trash, incompetent trash, waste, idiots, the Federation spent so much money to support you and sacrificed so much, but this is the only thing you gave me after marrying me."

"So far, it's just a guess, a normal human guess! What idiot made this report? I'm going to send him to military law... No, I'm going to kill him directly!"

The scolding became louder and louder, and the man just vented his anger through the screen without caring about his image at all.

The guards walking back and forth in the corridor, and even the people working in the office downstairs, were all affected by this. They lowered their heads in silence and stared at the work in front of them, trying to throw away the anxiety they felt.

The man on the screen fell completely silent, while the people in the office scolded louder and louder. At the end of the scolding, he simply roared angrily.

The lunar base in District 11 was invaded, and a large number of officers were arrested. However, the rescue force dispatched by the Federation failed to even get close to the surface of the moon, and was smashed to pieces.

And those who defeated them could be other federations or ZAFT's adjusters, but it happened to be some incredible monsters, monsters that looked the same as them, the kind that could spit fireballs from their mouths and slash battleships with swords. monster.

If that was all, his investigators were still blind, defining these monsters as humans or ordinary humans, not those adjusters.

This forced him to get angry. When will humans be able to slash battleships with their own abilities? With that kind of existence, is there any need for hostile adjusters?

Of course, the most important thing is the result of this investigation, how should he explain it to the parliament?

Could it be that those people were told that the new fighter planes created by the elites the Federation spent so much money to train were actually chopped down by some weird ordinary humans with knives?

He couldn't help but wonder if he was suffering from a disease, the kind of disease that caused intermittent hallucinations.

The abuse continued for a long time, until his throat became dry and his voice changed a little, the man took a long breath and sat back on the chair.

The moment he sat down, a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Have you finished cursing? General, by the way, that's what they called you. Did I call you wrong?"

Upon hearing this, his expression changed, and he took out his gun without hesitation, turned around and pointed it to the side, while shouting: "Here comes someone."

The man gently raised his hands and waved them with a smile, indicating that he was not a threat: "Hey, don't be nervous! I heard that this thing can easily go off fire. It would not be nice if it hurt one of you."

"My own people!" The man sullenly, his eyes kept scanning outside the door: "Who are you? What's your purpose? Who let you in?"

"My name is Madara Uchiha. My purpose is to build a bridge of peace with you. By the way, you don't need to look. There are only two of us here. People outside can't hear anything or see anything. Your orders are completely There’s no way to pass it on.”

Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed: "Who are you?"

"Who are we, haven't you seen it before?"

The man's face turned solemn: "Those who invaded District ..."

The man clapped his mouth and interrupted him as if he was stunned: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, we also have camps. It just so happens that they and I are not in the same camp. We are here to conclude peace, not to invade. .”

The man sneered: "You broke in here without permission and said such incomprehensible words to me. What qualifications do you have to make me believe you."

Hearing this, the man stroked his forehead in distress, then sighed and patted the man's shoulder: "If peace had not been concluded, this place should have been occupied, right?"

Suddenly, the man's pupils shrank, and he stiffly turned his head to look behind him. He didn't even notice that the only pistol in his hand that could bring him some comfort fell to the ground. No, maybe he did, but it didn't make much sense.

"Now, let's have a good talk. To be honest, I am very interested in your technology. I believe you are also very interested in our abilities. After all, the method of immortality that humans have been pursuing so hard is already in our hands. Realized in my hands, the value of this thing is so precious that it makes people crazy.”

Hearing this, the man was taken aback for a moment, and then froze.

At the same time, outside the door.

Itachi and Shisui leaned against the metal wall in the corridor, looking at the chandelier embedded in the ceiling in silence.

Time flowed slowly, just when Itachi was about to say something, the pensive Zhishui suddenly raised his head and asked, "Have you seen it all?"

Itachi was slightly taken aback: "What did you see?"

Shisui sighed: "War!"

Itachi's expression was inexplicable and he remained silent.

Zhisui continued to speak with a solemn face: "In this world, everything revolves around war weapons, cation cannons, neutral particle laser beams, and the nuclear explosion gamma that is being developed by the group called ZAFT. Ma Xian, their results seem to have been expected by me."

Itachi frowned: "Isn't that guy negotiating with the other party? He won't let go of a weapon of that size, right?"

Zhishui said in a deep voice: "What about us? What are we using it for? Defending the ninjas in the village? Dealing with Uchihasuke?"

Hearing this, Itachi was silent for a while.

What can they do with that kind of thing? The intention couldn't be more obvious, which was to defend Konoha ninja and target Uchiha Suke.

Although I don't know if that kind of thing can stop Uchiha Suke, but as long as it is placed at the top of Hope City, it will definitely be a great deterrent.

If it was as powerful as expected, he believed that even if Uchihasuke came, he would have to be scruples, after all, Konoha and others couldn't resist that kind of attack.