Ultra-dimensional Warfare

night.

In the hazy moonlight, a black car slowly turned from the main road into the road heading for a famous community. Along the way, from time to time you can see heavily armed slivers or riding motorcycles, or driving police cars slowly patrolling the roads. This is undoubtedly a privilege.

In this famous community, more than 70% of UNION’s leadership and councillors have gathered. Here, these high-ranking people have gathered their families here. Over time, a problem that cannot be ignored has established a certain privilege. Whether it's the official armed agency or the hordes of bodyguards who protect the internal security of the mansion, this well-known community has been described in private as a military base hidden in the dark by good people.

"Master, we're home." After the black car slowly left the road and drove into a gate that opened, the driver stopped the car and turned around to remind the man sitting in the back compartment.

"Well, rest early. Come pick me up at 6 tomorrow morning. We still have to go to the headquarters." In the darkness, the man confessed before getting out of the car.

"Yes. Master."

As the driver drove away the black car, the man was also surrounded by a few little guys rushing out from behind the gate, making it difficult to move around for a while. Finally, the mothers of the little guys couldn't see it, and after stepping out to relieve the siege, the man was able to walk into his own home.

Amidst the noise, the dinner ended amidst the laughter of the little guys.

The man returned to the study, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, walked out of the balcony, quietly watching the crescent moon on the night sky. A week ago, there was a huge star beside this crescent moon. The disaster caused by the meteorite of the mobile castle called Santa Claus by the little guys, so far, the Earth Federation has not been completed, no, even one-third of the disaster handling procedures have not been completed.

The impact of that disaster was too great.

The Pacific islands have since been erased from the map. On the west coast, nearly half of Dongying's territory was either smashed by meteorites or submerged by a monstrous tsunami. Under such circumstances, can the RIGF and AEU really fulfill that unreasonable request?

At this time, an old but very powerful voice came from the study. "Master, I'm very sorry to interrupt you. Now there is a call that needs you to answer."

"Who?"

"It's a young voice. He calls himself Livonz Almack."

"Oh? Put it on the desk, then go out and guard."

"Yes."

After hearing the sound of the study's door closing, the man turned back to the study and picked up the phone placed on the desk.

"I'm Asma. Hello."

"Good evening! Representative Asma. This is Livonz Almack. I hope it doesn't disturb you." A gentle voice came from the microphone.

"No. The leader of the changer." Representative Asma put down the wine glass in his hand, and after pulling his tie a few times, he said while sitting on the sofa.

"Haha. We are not leaders as changers. Representative Asma is serious." Livonz first denied the title of Asma, and then continued: "I don't know if Representative Asma has made up his mind. ?"

As soon as she heard the determination, Asma immediately remembered the thoughts she had just looked at Crescent Moon.

Ten thousand!

Ten thousand fighters!

If this is the kind of fighter from the old age, the Asma representative can boast that it will be produced within two years. However, the entire 10,000 fighters are from the technology provided by the Galactic Civilization, which has a technological level several steps higher than that of human beings on Earth.

GHOSTV9.

The various technologies contained in this unmanned fighter from an extraterrestrial civilization have made many technicians obsessed with it, and more importantly, several top MS development experts have boldly made a speculation from the technologies it contains. . This unmanned aerial vehicle is very likely to have the ability of a single-plane space jump, and this ability may be deliberately concealed. When the report on this speculation was sent to the Federal Headquarters, it immediately caused a sensation.

However, no matter how the news causes a sensation, the technological fortress still exists. The speculation is just speculation and cannot be confirmed in a short time. What's more, the man with the silver mask representing the General Iron Mask, Lau Lu Cruz still made it clear that all technologies except GHOSTV9 do not allow humans on the earth to touch. This disillusioned the Earth Federation, which hoped to obtain space jump technology from advanced civilizations.

"Your Excellency Livonz. Ten thousand, a total of ten thousand." Asma's thoughts gradually returned, and his voice seemed a bit bitter. "This is not a fighter from our old age, but a machine from an advanced civilization that can cross the galaxy. Even with the production line technology they provide, our supporting facilities and technical personnel are basically zero. This situation, let us How to meet their requirements?"

"It can be done." Compared to Asma's lack of confidence, Livonz's voice seemed much calmer and more powerful. "As long as the production line is handed over to VEDA for management and the technicians are provided by me, the Earth Federation can do the rest, such as various infrastructure facilities."

"Infrastructure facilities? Your Excellency Livonz, you laughed. There are as many as hundreds of industries involved in making a cutting-edge machine. If it is further subdivided, the number of related companies and factories will exceed a thousand. It's not a problem. Under such circumstances, how can our Earth Federation be integrated within two years?"

"Yes. Representative Asma." Livonz's voice seemed to lure mortals to fall like the sound of hell. "As long as the Earth Federation has the courage to make up its mind, our human potential will be more than that. Otherwise, the iron-clad general would not make such a request."

Asma's brow furrowed deeply, and while thinking, she raised her hand and pulled the tie completely away from her neck, and threw it aside. His expression was very irritable. Asma understands Livonz's words. Integrate all the industrial production capacity of the Earth Federation, integrate all technical personnel, integrate all resources, and distribute them in a unified manner to fully supply the production line set up for GHOSTV9. If this can be achieved, perhaps 10,000 GHOSTV9 can be done.

However, Asma knows that it is impossible for the current Earth Federation to do this. First, put aside the entanglement of various interests within the Earth Federation. Only the current West Coast and East Asia, Australia, the disaster situation in the Pacific Rim region is enough to make the Earth Federation suffer. In addition, in the battle a week ago, a small number of meteorite fragments also fell into the territory of AEU, which made the situation worse.

As if feeling Asma’s hesitation, Livonz said again: “Representative Asma. You should think about it. This may be the first step in the beginning. As long as we can meet this requirement, perhaps in the next In time, we may be able to obtain the technical information of the space transition in their hands, and even the technology transfer. This is possible in the view of VEDA."

"Space Leap?" The name once again occupied Asma's mind. This reminded him involuntarily that during dinner, the youngest son said with regret what happened in elementary school. A week ago, the younger son’s classmates went to the West Coast for a trip, and they have not returned. Although the younger son’s teacher claimed that the classmate was sick, Asma knew that the classmate had become one of the victims of the tsunami that ravaged the West Coast.

"Grasp!" Asma's hands clenched tightly. He thought of the smiling face of his youngest son, and also thought of the regret when he mentioned that classmate. If one day in the future, the disaster of a week ago repeats itself, perhaps his youngest son will become one of the undead like that classmate. As a father who loves his children, Asma will never allow this to happen.

"Your Excellency Livonz, how sure are you?"

"Seven percent. Representative Asma. There is no one in the world that is 100% sure."

"70%? Enough! Your Excellency Livonz, please help me! Although my current reputation is very high, but when it comes to group and personal interests, I am just a pawn!" Asma's A firm light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I am honored! Representative Asma. This is the first step to benefit mankind." Livonz made a sincere and serious promise.

"Really? Blessing, I'm not sure. However, I can foresee it in the future, but it will be a disaster." Asma's voice was low.

——Separator line——

On the other side, on the top floor of a luxury hotel, two imposing men are sitting at a table placed on the open-air balcony.

"Legion Commander, it seems that they are already heart-warming." Kluzer took his gaze back from the holographic projection on the personal terminal, and said to He inexplicably who was sitting on the opposite side.

"Haha. Of course. After all, the V9 drone is a cutting-edge body from another time and space. Although most of the AI ​​programs it carries have been abolished, its excellent performance is undeniable. What's more, I still Let Zhen do some tricks on it." Ho smiled inexplicably, and didn't feel a trace of pride because of Cruzer's words. At his hand, a smart cube was really slowly floating in mid-air and spinning.

"Such as space transition?"

"Well, it's just a small blind trick. Otherwise, with the exception of Professor Rafman, the only superscientists, they can guess that the V9 drone can be used in just one or two hours. Make a stand-alone space transition?"

"That's the case. Then, I will be responsible for the next thing?"

What an inexplicable gaze fell on Cruze’s face, and he smiled: "Law Lue Cruze. You who almost destroyed the world, don’t you want to taste that pleasure again? What's more, this world is very Soon there will be a spiral of contradictions like before."

"Oh? The adjuster and the natural person?" In an instant, Cruze's mind flashed. "Changemakers and humans?!"

"clever."

"Haha. Legion commander. I'm looking forward to it."

Looking at Kruze with a playful smile on his face, why inexplicably knew what this guy had already thought of. So, he didn't say much, he got up directly from his chair, looked at the crescent moon in the night sky, and said in a deep voice, "Then, Cruze. I will leave it to you on this side of the earth. I'm going to Go and meet someone. If we don't meet him again, maybe we will be in trouble."

Cruzer raised his eyebrows and replied nonchalantly: "Trouble? Most of our army's forces are in this world. What trouble can we be afraid of?"

"Yeah. It's really troublesome. According to my hometown, this person is the child of the world, the man of destiny who is favored by the world. Such an existence, we still have to be careful after all."

"The Man of Destiny?"

"Yes. The Man of Destiny who has slept in the cold freezer for centuries."