Life Copy Game

Chapter 1127: Team, Faith and Betrayal (please vote for this huge chapter)

Hearing He Ao's words, the faces of everyone sitting at the desk were shocked.

“I want to tell you that we are living in a glorious era now, an era where people live and work in peace and contentment, and society is prosperous.

"In an era like this, all we at the FBI need to do is arrest some inherently vicious criminals and receive our Medal of Honor as people cheer."

He Ao's eyes swept across everyone's cheeks one by one, and the bloody smell spreading in the conference room poured into everyone's nostrils.

"But unfortunately, I think you all know what kind of era we live in now.

"Quick's body is now at our feet. He was once a passionate FBI agent who was full of hope for the future.

“And now, he can cooperate with the followers of the evil god for his own benefit, and he can sell the glory that he was proud of before.

"Some people may think that it is his personal problem, but,"

He Ao paused for a moment and lowered his eyes, "From Dawn City to Wetland, from the east coast to the west coast, such characters are common. One person, we can say that a bad guy accidentally got mixed up within the FBI, but ten , what about a hundred?

“Artificially cultivated honeydew melons in the southeastern part of the Federation, in places with abundant sunshine, are huge, delicious, sweet and honeyy, but on the edge of the ice sheet in the north, they are small, hard, and even fruitless.

“We all know that under sunshine, it is easier for fruits to synthesize sugar and become sweeter, and their leaves are easier to grow larger and wider. However, in cold areas with heavy clouds, it is difficult for fruits to grow.

"A person may have excellent qualities, but if he grows up in a harsh environment and is corroded by distorted foreign objects, can he still maintain his humanity?

"I'm honored to be able to sit here and talk to you,"

He Ao looked at the faces of everyone with different expressions and said softly, "You are all people who can still try your best to maintain your whiteness in the dark dye vat of Mingte City.

"I think you know the power of the two major consortiums better than I do, and you also know better than me how much benefit and leverage the two major consortiums can offer."

He paused for a moment, "I asked Hull to summon the remaining thirty or so FBI agents. Some of them 'disappeared' directly, and some could still be contacted. After seeing the security guards of the two major consortiums, When he was in the army, he also 'missed'.

“Only you have finally arrived here.

"I don't believe that you didn't encounter any arrangements or obstacles from the two major consortiums on the way here, but you still came.

"But I don't want to deceive you. I can tell you clearly that death is in front of us now.

“Once the two major consortiums are ready, they will mercilessly purge the entire FBI building and purge all FBI agents who are still trying to resist the consortium.

"You all have been dealing with the consortium for several years, and I believe you all know that in the eyes of the consortium, there are only two ways to surrender and be a dog, or to resist and die.

"I don't want to talk about the future with you,"

He Ao stood up slightly and looked at everyone present, "Only the living are qualified to talk about the future."

His voice paused slightly and he straightened up, "Now, please raise your hands for the agents who are local to Mingte City, or have already married in Mingte City."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, wondering why he asked this question.

In order to avoid being influenced by local forces, the FBI is keen to send agents to other places. Of course, it will also retain local employees to a certain extent.

After a brief hesitation, eight people slowly raised their hands, including Hull, who was sitting next to He Ao.

Fifteen people, including Hull, a total of sixteen people, half raised their hands.

"OK, thanks,"

He Ao nodded slightly, indicating that everyone could put down their hands, and then he continued,

"Everyone, you have an easy way out, that is to leave here, cut ties with the FBI, or look for an opportunity to surrender to the two major consortiums.

"In this way, after this incident, there is a high probability that you can continue to work as FBI agents, and you may even get a 'well-paying' part-time job.

"I think you may think I am sarcastic or mocking, but I can tell you clearly that this is indeed my suggestion. I do not like or even hate this suggestion, but I will not avoid the real situation."

He looked at the crowd,

"Of course, besides this road, I also have a 'way of survival', a 'way of survival' that can preserve your own glory.

"Although, I would rather call it 'Dead End' because it looks almost the same as seeking death."

He put his hands on the table and said word by word, "This road is very simple. Stay here, raise your sword and sword, and say to the two major consortiums, 'Get out'."

His eyes were slightly lowered, scanning the faces of the people who had just raised their hands.

"Walking on this road, you may die at any time, and even all of us may die. Even death will not be the end. Your family members may also be retaliated by the consortium."

After hearing these words, the expressions of everyone who had just raised their hands changed slightly.

"Chief of Staff Sauter, you are ready to resist the two major consortiums,"

At this time, the red-haired man who initially objected to why He Ao didn't catch 'Quick' slowly said, "What do you rely on? Is it just us?"

Then he paused slightly and continued, "Are you confident?"

"My reliance is not limited to you, and my enemies are not limited to the two major financial groups,"

He Ao said calmly, "And if you ask me about my confidence, I believe that we will win in the end, but we may not be able to see the victory."

"Why?"

A figure in the crowd asked in confusion.

"For death is before us,"

He Ao glanced at that figure, then turned his eyes again, looked at everyone, and replied calmly, "Not only in front of you and me, but also in front of thousands of people who are burdened by this decadent era. forward.

"When people no longer fear death, then nothing can threaten them. When people have nothing to lose, they no longer fear loss."

Hearing this sentence, everyone's expressions were shocked.

Some were horrified, some sighed, and some were helpless.

For some reason, none of them felt that this sentence was alarmist. They were just surprised that this sentence came from the mouth of a core senior FBI official from Irons.

"So victory will come, I never doubted it,"

He Ao lowered his body and looked at everyone calmly, "But in the darkness before dawn, many people will die. We may see the dawn, but it is more likely that we will die before dawn and become the ones who ignite the dawn. One of the firewood.”

He paused for a moment, raised his bracelet, and glanced at the time, "We don't have much time, so you only have three minutes to think about it.

"In the next three minutes, I will not stop you from leaving this office or this building. If you meet on the battlefield in the future, I will not hold back.

“Of course, even if you really want to join the consortium, I still suggest you think about it after this incident.

"Don't go snitching at this time and stand opposite your former comrades. During this period, the consortium's attention will only be on us and will not implicate you.

“And in three minutes, for those of you left in this office, I will assume that you have made your decision.

"If there are still thoughts of colluding with the consortium, I will have no mercy on the traitors."

With that said, he put down his bracelet, turned around, walked to the window, and looked out the window again.

An invisible silence spread around the desk.

Everyone sitting at the desk looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The fact that they can ignore the blockade of the consortium and come here actually has a certain tendency.

But this tendency does not seem so firm and pure in the face of death.

In the end, four of the sixteen people stood up and bowed slightly to He Ao's back in these three minutes.

Then he turned around, crossed the pool of blood, and left the conference room.

Each of them swore solemnly that they would not join the consortium or leak any information about tonight's meeting. They just hoped to survive.

He Ao did not look back or respond to them.

He seemed to have never seen these four people and let them leave.

When three minutes passed, He Ao returned to the conference table again.

His eyes scanned those who remained.

Two people with family members in Mingte City left, and two people without family members in Mingte City left.

There is still a balance between the two.

The red-haired man who had been questioning He Ao stayed, and so did Hel.

He Ao looked at the agents who had family members in Mingte City and asked slowly, "Have you prepared an emergency plan?"

"I asked my family to hide it before I came here."

The red-haired man spoke.

He is not a native of Minter, but has family members in Minter.

As he spoke, the remaining people also spoke one by one.

Among the six people, two had already hid when they arrived, and three had prepared emergency plans. By contacting them by phone, their families could quickly hide in the safe house.

The remaining one is Hull, who has been letting his family hide in the safe house he prepared to prepare for accidents.

None of the agents who have survived Quirk's rule to this day is simple.

He Ao took a look at the remaining people, and divided them into three groups with four people in each group.

This time the grouping went very smoothly and no one had any objections.

After He Ao's 'high-pressure speech' screening just now, the rest of his will is relatively firm.

Of course, it may be that you think you are firm.

But this is enough for the team to form initial cohesion due to a common goal.

This is why He Ao wants to 'screen people'.

In a high-pressure environment, a small team composed of several teammates with the same ambition and stable mentality is better than a large army with a larger number of people but a mixed bag of good and bad.

Those who are not determined will be easily overwhelmed when faced with high pressure. Even if they do not surrender, their entire morale will be destroyed.

The more headwind the situation is, the better the elite team will be.

After completing the grouping and allowing each group to communicate briefly, He Ao glanced at everyone, "The second and third groups will stay here temporarily. The first group took advantage of the fact that there are few people in the two major consortiums and climbed out of the back window. Try not to let anyone find out.”

There are four people in a group. The red-haired man is the group leader. He is the head of the whole group. He is also the most capable among the information left by Quick.

"Quick betrayed all your information to the consortium a long time ago,"

He Ao looked at the group of people,

"When you came in, you should have been noticed by the consortium. I need you to hide near the buildings of Note Intelligence and West Steel respectively, whether through informants or observation, to find out the situation of the decision-making levels of the two major consortiums. Is there a problem?"

"no problem,"

The red-haired man said without hesitation, "This is our strength."

The remaining three people in the group also nodded slightly.

"Please note that the informant information you released may have been given to the two major consortiums by Quick."

He Ao reminded him slowly.

"rest assured,"

The red-haired man stood up slightly and said with a smile, "We didn't trust Quick either."

The people in the first group left quickly, and the people in the second group were good at controlling equipment. He Ao asked two people from the third group to join the second group, a total of six people, to check and control the defense system, and also find a cleaning robot to clean up the meeting. The room was cleaned.

In the end, only two people were left in the three groups.

One is Hull, the leader of the third team, and an agent related to the construction project.

"Mr. Sauter?"

Heer looked at He Ao with some confusion, wondering why He Ao wanted to stay with them.

"I need your help to explore a place."

He Ao raised his hand, and he sent Hull an architectural drawing that Eve dug out from the bottom of the FBI system in Minter City.

Hull was a little surprised when he received the drawing, but he nodded quickly to express his understanding.

When he was about to leave, he asked hesitantly, "Do you need to stop the four agents who are leaving? Although they may not necessarily join the consortium, they know our current situation after all..."

"No, let them be."

He Ao shook his head slightly.

After the crowd dispersed, He Ao returned to the director's office, leaned on his seat, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into thought.

——

Mingte City·Downtown Villa Area

An old man with gray hair was sitting on a soft leather sofa, flipping through the information in his hand.

"gentlemen,"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over quickly and said quickly, "The latest news we just got is that there are only twelve people in the FBI building."

"Um?"

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, "Where did you get the news?"

"That Sauter summoned the remaining FBI agents, but in the end only a dozen people came. He also carried out some random mobilization and scared four people away. In the end, only twelve people were left."

The middle-aged man said quickly and proudly, "I tried to bribe one of the four people. He told me the specific situation inside. Sauter killed Quick and Quick's men, but he had no one left. ”

His eyes were shining, "Sir, the building is empty at the moment. We don't need to wait for the mercenary group to come in. We can handle it quickly ourselves."

"Then you can beat Quick?"

The old man withdrew his gaze and continued to look through the information in his hand.

The middle-aged man's expression froze and he whispered, "I can't beat you."

"Then you still firmly believe that you can defeat Sauter who can kill Quick?"

The old man said calmly.

"That Sauter has suffered so many battles. He must be dying now. He is no longer what he used to be. I will definitely kill him if I go there."

The middle-aged man said immediately.

"Quick probably thought so before he died."

The old man said casually.

The middle-aged man choked on his words, and then he immediately said, "We still have so many security members and so many weapons. Even a C-class person can kill him directly with artillery fire. They have fewer people and we have more people."

"The FBI has built a war fortress and automatic defense system for so many years. Do you think it is just a decoration?"

The old man continued to flip through the information, "The past directors of the FBI in Mingte City are only greedy, not incompetent. They have never stopped strengthening the defense system."

"But there are few of them..."

The middle-aged man hesitated.

"Your thinking should be quite adaptable in the early stages of the Cataclysm Era,"

The old man answered calmly, "After all, there were no hot weapons in those days. Fighting relied on the muscles that grew into the brain. As long as there is a machine gun, the tribesmen who are rushing around can be swept into a sieve."

The middle-aged man fell into a brief silence, and then he asked hoarsely, "Should we just let this opportunity go?"

"You think this is an opportunity?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at him, and said calmly, "Saote had the ability to easily kill Quick, and he also killed all of Quick's men mercilessly. Why did he let four agents who might betray him survive? He suddenly Did you abide by the law?"

"You mean,"

The middle-aged man was stunned, "Is this a trap?"

"The defense system of the FBI building is enough to prolong the time. When the news breaks out, the group and the board of directors will be in a passive position, which will give him a chance to fight back and survive."

The old man said calmly, "Sometimes you have to use your brain when doing things."

"Is he deliberately attracting us to attack? Well, what should we do?"

The middle-aged man hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"A trapped beast still fights, just to make people laugh,"

The old man threw the information in his hand on the table in front of him, "Send more people to surround the FBI building. Time is on our side. As long as we and West Steel's mercenary group enter the city, he will It is useless to have all the wisdom and wisdom.

"Your information tells us one thing. This guy Sauter has retreated into the FBI building again."

"ah?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, "Has he left before? Hasn't he always been there? My people have been watching the gate carefully and haven't seen him leave."

The old man raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man silently.

After a brief moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said, "Seal all exits, doors, windows, and rooftops. Send extra manpower. Don't let anyone leave that building, especially Sauter."

"Yes! I'll do it immediately."

The middle-aged man responded immediately, then turned and left.

Seeing the back of the middle-aged man, the old man took a few deep breaths again, then he raised his bracelet, made a call, and said hoarsely,

"Lockett is getting greedy, let's meet and talk,"

Having said this, he paused slightly, took a long breath, and continued, "Also, after this is over, let the person above you use his strength to transfer his nephew to Irons or Wetland. Don't let him do it to me."

——

At this moment, outside the villa, the middle-aged man raised his bracelet and said viciously, "Where is that informer? Waiting to get paid? You dare to lie to me! Hang me up and beat me! Beat me hard!" I want to know the real news! What is that Sauter planning?"

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