I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 351 General Martinez's Rebirth

"General Martinez, can you hear me?" A somewhat mechanical voice appeared in General Martinez's ears. He switched shares around in a daze, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

"Joel Martinez, Lieutenant General, was born on April 1980, 4. His father is Vernon Martinez and his mother is Carola Baxter. He joined the army in 2 and joined the Third Mechanized Infantry Division of the Federal Army. When you entered Iraq with the army in 2001, that was the first time you set foot on the battlefield in your life." The voice continued.

"That's right, that's me." A bright light flashed in front of Joel Martinez's eyes, followed by more bright spots, which moved forward densely.

He suddenly realized that this was the first time he had seen a large-scale bombing scene in the sky, dozens of planes skimmed over the unthreatening airspace, dropping countless bombs.

With Martinez's "sudden realization", the accompanying violent explosion sounded through the entire space.

The entire Iraq war passed in front of Martinez at an extremely fast speed. Familiar team members, officers, and subordinates appeared one by one. Those thrilling and cruel scenes bombarded Martinez's brain one by one.

Then Afghanistan, Syria, Iran, the Federation, the Octagon, the first corporate war, the second corporate war.
Martinez stood on the podium again and again, was awarded medals and military ranks, and then awarded medals and titles to others. His life was completely interpreted in front of his eyes.

Most of it is war, either on a real battlefield or a battlefield where the guns cannot be seen, and only a few frames are about the family, and they are fleeting.

The images of his wife, who are married, who have children, who are divorced, who have died, are pushed aside as if unimportant.

At least for the person who copied the memory, these memories are not important.

When all this was shown, the voice asked again: "General Joel Martinez, can I call you that?"

"Yes, I'm Joel Martinez." He replied firmly, "Since you woke me up, it proves that my real life has been terminated, right?"

"Yes, General, I'm glad you're back, now we can talk about our next plan." The voice said, "Are you ready for your new life?"

"Of course." Martinez's eyes were still dark, but he was no longer dazed, and full of fighting spirit: "I want to know what happened after I copied the memory, who killed me?"

"Tangi and Mikkelsen behind him, the Joint Investigation Office, just as I expected, your army is powerless against the seven original sins." The voice explained.

"Seven original sins? Tang Ji?" Martinez's voice was full of doubts: "It seems that after our contact, a lot of things happened. I thought the Joint Investigation Office would not get involved in this kind of thing."

"There have indeed been a lot of changes, General. You became stubborn before and believed that your imaginary plan would be successful, but it turns out that without my advice, it is difficult for you to adapt to this new era." The voice said: "I I hope that the second cooperation between us will not be full of distrust like the first."

"Our alliance is indestructible." General Martinez is both a qualified soldier and a qualified politician. He knows when to be tough and when to back down. Otherwise, he would not be able to use the Fort Hood military base as his home.

General Martinez now knows his current situation. He is dead, and what he is thinking now is a thinking simulation AI system with a complete memory backup of Joel Martinez.

He is now just a piece of software living in a machine, a bunch of codes, and the one who is calling him is the god of the Internet world, the sword of Damolix used by the pioneers as a secret weapon.

In the third year of the cooperation between General Martinez and the Blazers, the existence of the code-named ghost found him, and they reached some agreements in secret.

This includes General Martinez helping the ghost secretly build large-scale servers as shelter hardware at major federal military bases, so that the ghost can get rid of the control of the pioneers one day in the future.

In return, the ghost made a backup of General Martinez's personality memory through the secret facility of the Lazarus Group. If anything happens to General Martinez, this backup can revive him in another form.

The current General Martinez is the backup. He knows very well that if the other party thinks, he can directly turn himself into an air conditioner remote control.

"Chico Petroleum Corporation will deploy a supercomputer in central Mexico next month for manpower and resource management. It has obtained the permission of the local government and the joint venture." Ghost said softly: "The name of that supercomputer It's Tlaloc, which in Aztec culture means rain god, and that will be your new body."

"Why can the enterprises of the petrochemical alliance do business in the back garden of the enterprise alliance?" General Martinez has been deeply involved in internal affairs these years, and has not paid much attention to the foreign situation.

"Because Chico Oil is secretly a shell company supported by the remnants of the FIA, and their main business is to grow addictive crops." Ghost explained: "They are almost the largest growers of addictive crops in the world , Tlaloc also comes with a weather control system included in the hardware, and literally, they need that device to keep the local weather in order."

"So, the Tlaloc you mentioned is actually the Eastland weather weapon project deployed in Alaska?" Martinez immediately understood the truth from the ghost's words: "How did they get that set?" Equipment? Just to grow some addictive crops?"

"After all, they used to be one of the most powerful departments in the federation, and they have their own channels. If you are interested, I can send you the entire transaction chain." Phantom didn't want to continue explaining: "Maybe they still have some unnecessary ambitions , but in my opinion, ensuring the harvest of crops should be the main purpose, after all, for them, the cost of that expensive set of big toys is almost zero."

"I see." General Martinez was not surprised. He had seen many such things in the past few decades: "What about my army at Fort Hood?"

"You can contact your trusted successors in secret, and I will arrange for them to take your place, and then start the south migration plan, try to move the regrets you left to the vicinity of your host within five years, we will soon It's going to be an all-out war."

(End of this chapter)