I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 1345 - Surround The Base



Chapter 1345: Surround The Base

Jiang Chen was quite sure about Sumitomo Foundation’s influence.

When Celestial Trade chose them as a partner on the Global Power Grid, they were the ones that influenced non-governmental and civil rights organizations to protest and demonstrate at the entrance of the Prime Minister Residence. They were the ones that stated the threats of nuclear power plants, thus indirectly pushed the country’s connection into the global grid.

He planned to use the same tactic.

It was difficult to remove the UA military stationed in Nippon through the behind the scene effort of Celestial Trade alone; the situation required a catalyst. A catalyst that would ultimately end the security treaty, as well as turn the UA into a scapegoat. The catalyst had to be convincing, so that it would be difficult for them to prove their innocence, and could even cause suspicion among their allies.

There was no doubt the T-virus data was that catalyst. It just so happened that Nippon was one of the victims of the T-virus. After the country learned that the UA military stationed in Nippon’s role of restoring the T-virus data, it was not difficult to imagine the reaction Nippon and even the world would have.

The plan would be to use the public to pressure military bases and build momentum for the removal of UA troops stationed in Nippon. Then the Nippon government would take advantage of this momentum to raise objections to the security treaty. Finally, Celestial Trade would be the final straw. Even if the UA was determined to stay, it would be difficult to gain a firm footing on this Pacific Island.

As for whether the UA would use other excuses to justify its actions, Jiang Chen didn’t know, but regardless of their plans to defend themselves, he had plenty of ways to ensure they remained in the center of controversies...

...

The next morning.

Outside the Yokosuka Military Base, crowds blocked the main gate of the base. The soldiers on duty stared nervously at the crowd outside. They formed a line at the gate to prevent the emotional people from storming in.

A soldier, wearing a helmet and holding a rifle, silently spoke to the comrade next to him.

“Sh*t, what the hell do they want to do?”

“Who knows man?”

“I bet it must have been some idiot who brought a woman he had a one night stand with back into the base.”

“Who can read what’s on the sign?”

It was not the first time that they have encountered an incident like this. To be precise, it happened several times a year. But this time it was obviously different because there were too many people at the gate. Not only did non-governmental and civil rights organizations in Yokosuka show up, but they also saw groups that came all the way from Yoto.

Things clearly got out of control.

As the soldiers at the gate chatted amongst themselves, Major Admiral Howard, Commander of the Yokosuka Military Base, had already made more than a dozen calls to the Nippon government. He demanded the police to maintain order, but he only received ambiguous responses.

It did not take long for the police to arrive.

But it was not only the police, but also microphones and cameras from major news agencies.

Major Admiral Howard had a feeling something was wrong.

It was no longer an ordinary protest. Not only was Nippon media on the scene, but even reporters from Reuters, AFP, Xinhua News Agency, and other international news agencies made an appearance.

Good lord, three of the world’s four major news agencies were here.

It seemed that today’s incident could not be downplayed.

“What’s happening outside?” Thomas, Commander of the Seventh Fleet, walked into the room and stared at Major Admiral Howard. “The Department of Defense just called me and asked me to clear the trouble at the gate as soon as possible. I just want to ask what’s going on out there.”

“It’s those servers,” Major Admiral Howard rubbed his brows and dropped the phone on the table. “You can see for yourself. Also, I received a call from the Department of Defense...”

With a frown, Thomas picked up the phone.

On the screen was the interface of Future 1.0, and it was the news section.

[Shocking! The UA troops stationed in Nippon carried out such a horrific experiment at the Yokosuka Military Base...]

When he saw this headline, Thomas’s eyebrows twitched.

What is this article

However, after he clicked on title and read down the line of English, his expression became more and more serious. Especially when he saw the picture attached to the news, the look on his face completely changed.

The room in the picture was none other than the room they visited yesterday. And the person in the photo was no one else but, in the order of priority, Major Admiral Howard holding the key, himself standing at the back, and Frank next to him...

And the servers were in the middle of the room.

Thomas took a deep breath, took out the satellite phone, and called Frank...

...

“There is a mole in your people.”

“I know,” Frank said with a sullen expression.

He also saw the news.

Based on the angle of the photo, Frank knew who betrayed him immediately.

And just now, he personally killed his long-time confidant, and then immediately changed his hiding place to a place that only he knew.

There was no doubt that those photos were taken with CIB electronic sunglasses.

Although these photos were processed to some extent, with the specifications and resolutions modified, and even erased the passwords hidden in the photos to indicate the identity, the angle of the photo betrayed the identity of the photographer. Frank clearly remembered who stood in that position at the time and who pressed the shutter of the electronic sunglasses...

Frank just couldn’t believe how deep the Ghost Agents had penetrated the CIB, it was like putting a dagger right against his throat.

“The media asked us to verify the authenticity of these photos. After all, Major Admiral Howard and I are in the photos. It’s relatively difficult to deny. I want to ask your opinion on what we should do now.”

“Hmph, let them verify it,” Frank sneered, “Blame it on me if they find anything.”

All the servers were replaced with new casings, and the numbers of internal parts were all modified to other numbers by special means. Even if they dismantled the servers to pieces, it was absolutely impossible to find any problems. Before the technology experts in Los Angeles recover the formatted data in the servers, there was absolutely nothing they could find.

When Frank heard the news, he actually chuckled to himself.

Because in his opinion, Celestial Trade was already out of solutions, and it was their attempt at a last-ditch effort with a lack of intelligence.

The UA could easily prove that these servers had no problems and once they prove their innocence, would Nippon take Celestial Trade’s words seriously even if they found new evidence?

“You mean, open the military base to the media?” Thomas frowned, “But if...”

“Open with reservations!” Frank did not make anything certain. “Choose a few credible new agencies, allow them to send two reporters in, and assign an information technology expert to them. After that, you can send a few Hummers here to take them directly from the gate to the place in the photo.”

“Remember, keep a close eye on these reporters, from when they enter the door to when they leave the door! Prevent them from playing any tricks on the servers!”

“If Celestial Trade plans to use us as the scapegoat, they will definitely use this opportunity. And once their Ghost Agents fall into our trap, Jiang Chen will be the scapegoat!”

Frank squeezed these words through his teeth as anger gleamed in his eyes.


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