Chapter 28 Meetings

"The four-star general of the United States, Joseph Brooks, has participated in many famous battles and is currently the oldest general in the military."

"He has a lot of experience in leading troops. If the military enters a state of combat readiness, he is the most likely candidate to be promoted to a five-star general."

"He and his good friend Williams once joined the army to fight together, but the other party was injured in many battles, and his body did not survive, and he passed away half a year ago."

"Williams has never been married in his life. It has been verified that Survivor No. 3 is related to him, but they are older and can even be traced back to World War I."

"...According to the estimates of the intelligence department, the chances of us getting back Survivor No. 3 from the old guy Joseph Brooks are infinitely close to zero."

In the dim conference room, a dozen men in military uniforms fell silent.

After a long time, a voice sounded: "Where is Survivor One? Did our people catch him?"

"The latest news, traces have been found, but..." The middle-aged man said after walking around for a week: "There are other people staring at Survivor One. Just the mercenary team, our soldiers found seven indivual."

"Can you find out who is behind it?"

"What's the use of that?" The middle-aged man asked back.

The room became quiet again, and many violent organizations could disguise themselves as mercenary squads. Even if the people behind them were found... they were probably on the same level as them.

Can't move at all.

They will not forget that this is America, a society where capital comes first.

As long as you pay, some lunatics dare to take orders.

"Tat-tat-tat~"

Tapping the index finger on the table, "Survivor One is to be chased. Even if we don't get it, we have to tear the flesh off of that group of people. In a few days, we can talk to Brooks, who has checked his body In name, take a tube of blood from No. 3 for a test."

Everyone else looked at each other, everyone knew it was a bad idea. Unless Brooks' head is caught by the door, he will safely hand over Survivor No. 3 to them for a "physical examination."

"Survivor No. 3, will he hide there forever?"

Everyone's hearts froze, and some people had already retreated in their hearts. They didn't want to wade through all the muddy waters.

"Smith, watch your words."

"Everyone." The man named Smith stood up, "If you don't get Survivor One, will you do it?"

No one answered, and the scene fell into silence.

"Bang!" Smith slammed his two big hands on the table, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he said seriously: "You will, even if one out of ten dares to do it..."

"You know what I mean? In this world, it's not a big deal for a person to have an accident."

Sitting at the end, the man with the star shining on his shoulder sneered, "Brooks will check you until there is no underwear left, and then nail you to the pillar of shame forever. Then you will appear in a military exercise like that A little accident, believe me, he will do it, and he has the ability."

"you......"

Before Smith could say anything, the man with the star on his shoulder stood up, "I don't know anything about this matter, and I don't know how to do anything. I'm still on vacation in Hawaii."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door, and when he was holding the doorknob in his hand, he half turned around again, "Gentlemen, you can do it yourself."

 …

The meeting room fell into a bewildered silence again, until a lieutenant general with white hair coughed, "What did we talk about just now?"

Sitting next to him, the younger man immediately took over the words, "The Stark Group still hasn't completed the delivery of our weapons order."

"Yeah, and Tony Stark's latest weapon, which has been waiting for so long, but he keeps delaying it."

"I asked about it from Obadiah, and they said it was the latest type of missile, the kind used on a large scale."

"Sounds good doesn't it?"

"I don't care about that,

I just want to know how those terrorists got the Stark Group weapons? "

The sound of fingers tapping on the table sounded again, "Tony Stark is not that kind of person. His genius-like brain can no longer hold anything other than weapons and pretty girls."

"And burgers."

"..."

No one would have thought that a group of military leaders were talking about these things here.

"As for who is selling the smuggled weapons, I believe you all know it in your heart, just sell it, anyway, no one can touch him now."

"All the wealth has been embezzled by him, so I have to find a way to cheat him in the future."

"Yo~ Smith, aren't you afraid of Tony Stark's anger?"

"What can I do?" Smith spread his hands. "There is only so much money allocated every year. Without money, the soldiers won't hang out with you."

"You support Hanmer Industries, but you still can't make money every year? Are you kidding?"

"Stop, when have I supported Hammer?"

"Dumping so many weapons every year is like a nouveau riche. Didn't he give you some tribute money?"

"...Okay, don't talk about that, which one of you is clean?"

As soon as the veteran spoke, everyone stopped talking.

"Let's talk about Umbrella first, how is the news investigation going?"

Smith glanced at the others, and said, "I suspect that Umbrella did the little red dress virus that ravaged the world not long ago. Their funds are too mysterious, and there is no way to start."

"Some capitalists can do that too."

"Then what is their purpose?" Smith frowned, "Spend so much working capital, just to compare with Tony Stark? Who built a taller building? More artistic?"

"Smith, you are too suspicious. They are a biological company that focuses on medicine."

"Oh." Smith chuckled, "It seems that they are quite ambitious, do they want to monopolize the market?"

"Hahaha....."

There was laughter in the conference room, and everyone knew in their hearts that this was simply impossible. Even Stark Industries, which is the leader in the arms industry, dare not say that it has a complete monopoly, let alone the current "hundreds of flowers blooming" medical industry.

"Those capitalists never lose money."

The voice came from the veteran's mouth, and it seemed to be a little more convinced, but Smith wanted to jump up.

"Then why don't they just buy a pharmaceutical company? Wouldn't it be easier? Sneaking around like this..."

"They are building openly, just opposite the Stark Tower. Moreover, a biological company has network technology that can beat Internet giants, but they don't focus on the Internet. Isn't this a funny thing? "

"Perhaps, they want to study biological viruses to destroy the world."

Smith sat down without speaking, looking sullen, as if the whole world owed him millions.

"Everyone, I hope you won't be too surprised." A younger man stood up, "Behind Umbrella, there is the shadow of Brooks."

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