I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 332 Negotiations Broke Down
Due to the impact of the first wave of meteorites, the White House building has been damaged in many places and has become unsafe.

So many tents were set up in the open space outside the White House, and President Rick Archibald was in one of the tents, where he issued orders and tried his best to reverse the unfavorable situation.

At this time, the Secretary of Defense came over with a gloomy face and handed a tablet computer to Archibald: "Mr. President, you have to look at this."

"This is some fragments of the previous meteor shower attack on the Federation."

"In addition to those meteorites concentrated on our important cities, some meteorites also fell to other places."

"It's just that the number of these meteorites is not so large, and the trajectory is not so concentrated."

Accompanied by the Minister of Defense's explanation, Archibald flicked through one video after another.

Suddenly, he stopped at one of the videos.

In this video, it is a building like a base under construction.

This place was also attacked by meteorites. However, those meteors falling from the sky were intercepted by a protective shield that only appeared in science fiction works in the sky above the base.

The protective cover is composed of circles of diamond-shaped ripples, and the diamond-shaped ripples spread circularly, without end.

Let the meteorites falling into the area smash themselves into pieces as soon as they hit the shield.

As a result, the building under the protective cover was not damaged in the slightest.

Compare that to the rest of the Commonwealth, and compare it to what's happening in New York.

Such a picture made Mr. President a little unacceptable.

"Is this new technology?"

"Which company developed it, why not share this technology with the Federation."

"That way, we won't have to be so embarrassed!"

Archibald said angrily.

The loss tonight is too great, the property loss is second, and the most important thing is the loss of the people.

According to incomplete statistics, even though the Federation has tried its best to evacuate the residents of the city, there are still more than [-] residents in the entire territory who have died or lost contact.

And, this number is still rising.

The Minister of Defense coughed dryly: "Sir, look carefully."

He enlarged the screen on the computer.

So Archibald saw a man standing with his hands behind his back on the roof of one of the buildings.

The fiery red cloak fluttered in the wind behind him, and the man with blond hair and blue eyes had a faint smile on his face.

The demeanor is relaxed, as if watching a fireworks display instead of a deadly meteor shower.

Archibald gasped: "People from the motherland?"

"He didn't leave the country?"

"Where is he now?"

In the base named 'Eden' by Angelina, Azu has put away the 'Absolute Domain'.

After this talent has been upgraded by a level, the range that can be covered has been expanded. Let alone a base, it is not difficult to cover a New York.

After putting away the 'Absolute Domain', Azu looked in the direction of New York: "Well, it's almost time to welcome the guests."

He flew up, left the rooftop, and fell to the ground.

Walk into an indoor arena that has just been built but has not been fully renovated. According to the plan, it will be open to the employees of the base for their leisure and entertainment.

Now there is only one corner renovation completed.

This is a golf corner.

Employees can play golf here.

Of course, because it's indoors, don't expect a spacious venue.

At best, just swing the club and have a good time.

Azu picked up a club, swung it lightly, and hit a golf ball. He watched the golf ball roll into a hole.

After playing for about half an hour, he heard the sound of a helicopter spinning outside.

In the open space outside the indoor arena, several armed helicopters landed, and Archibald was escorted away from the helicopter by several bodyguards holding his head.

Then came to the indoor arena.

Walking in, the president saw Azu swinging his club.

He coughed dryly.

Azu just smiled, but didn't turn around: "It's really rare, Mr. President."

"I don't think you have time to come here now."

"Let me calculate how long it will take for the 'Destroyer' to arrive on Earth."

"Probably only 48 hours left."

Archibald refused to follow the bodyguards and other officials, strode forward and came to Azu's side.

"Because the 'Destroyer' is 48 hours away from reaching Earth, I should be here all the more."

"People of the motherland, the Federation needs you."

"You should be able to destroy that meteorite."

Azu waved his hand and said, "Stop joking, Mr. President."

"That's a meteorite with an area comparable to a state. What can I do?"

"Are you playing hand?"

He handed Archibald the club in his hand.

The president did not go to pick him up, and said solemnly: "People of the motherland, I know that it is my fault for not announcing the identity of your general to the people as soon as possible."

"Please believe that the post of general is of great importance. It is not only related to the Federation, but we also have to take into account the international influence."

"So there's a lot of upfront work going on at the federation before an announcement is made."

"I assure you, after destroying the 'Destroyer', I will immediately announce to the people and the international community that you have become a federal general."

As if Azu didn't hear it, he walked to a vending machine next to him: "What do you want to drink, I'll treat you."

"Motherlander!"

Archibald's patience was polished by Azu, and he said loudly: "Now, as the President of the Federation, I order you, immediately, immediately, set off to destroy the 'Destroyer'!"

Azu kept moving. He bought a bottle of drink that he endorsed from his own vending machine. With his back turned to Archibald and many federal officials, he gulped for several sips.

He just turned around, his eyes lit up, and the temperature of the entire indoor arena rose rapidly.

"Order?"

"How arrogant."

"Federal President?"

"In my eyes, what is the difference between you and ordinary people?"

"The reason why you can still breathe fresh air is because I don't hate the world yet."

"I like the buzz, the food and the entertainment."

"Otherwise, with your attitude alone, I can send you to see God without waiting for the 'Destroyer' to come."

Kakacha.

The bodyguards and soldiers raised their pistols and automatic rifles one after another.

"Oh, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have said such arrogant things."

"Please don't shoot."

Azu raised his hands high.

Then shrugged his shoulders.

Suddenly, two beams of light shot out from the eyes, and the beams swept across, and heads exploded one by one from the corner of the Minister of Defense's eyes.

Bodyguards lie down, soldiers lie down.

boom!
The last soldier's head exploded, and his eyeball fell on the shoulder of the Minister of Defense.

The deadly light beam stopped a few centimeters away from the minister.

It flashed twice and disappeared.

The Minister of Defense's legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Just at his feet, blood gathered into a trickle 'river', spreading to the vicinity.

Archibald turned around and looked at the corpses on the ground, his chest heaving.

"Why do you do that?"

"You know, they can't threaten you."

Azu glanced at him, and laughed: "Cockroaches can't threaten you, why do you want to trample it to death when you see it?"

He picked up the drink, took a few sips into his mouth, walked to the rest area on the side, and sat down on a sofa.

"It's not impossible to want me to make a move."

"But it depends on your attitude and what conditions you can come up with."

"The status of a general is far from enough."

Archibald's body trembled slightly, his voice hoarse: "People of the motherland, once the 'Destroyer' comes, everything you like will disappear."

"Even if it's not for the Federation, it's not for other people."

"Aren't you going to do it for yourself?"

Azu shrugged his shoulders: "I don't think floods or earthquakes will kill me."

"It is true that the 'Destroyer' has come, and I probably will not have food and entertainment in the future."

"However, it's also very interesting to think about watching survivors struggling in the end."

"So, yes."

"I don't mind 'The Destroyer' coming."

Archibald suddenly felt exhausted.

He sighed, suddenly a little older.

came over and said.

"Tell me about your conditions."

Azu smiled and said: "First of all, I hope that the Federation can hand over New Jersey to me."

"I want to have the autonomy of the state, the annual revenue"

Before he finished speaking, Archibald jumped up: "This is impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

New Jersey has a population of more than 800 million, and the average annual family income is about [-] US dollars. It is called the "Garden State", with pharmaceuticals, tourism and agriculture as its main industries.

Such a state actually has to be handed over to the people of the motherland, as well as management rights, fiscal revenue, etc.

If there are no accidents, fiscal expenditures will have to be supported by the federal government.

In other words, the Federation wants to give away a piece of fat for nothing.

How can Archibald accept this.

Azu shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you can't even agree on the first condition, then there's no need to continue the negotiation."

"Now you can go."

"I'll give you 10 seconds."

"109"

The president's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but seeing Azu's indifferent eyes, he got up quickly, and then left the indoor arena with the rest of the people.

After the sound of the helicopter outside gradually disappeared, Azu stood up and picked up the phone: "Angelina, send someone over to clean up."

Inside the helicopter, the Secretary of Defense wore a headset and said, "Mr. President, what should we do now?"

Archibald sighed, "I can only save myself."

"What does the aviation bureau say, how is their global meeting going?"

The Minister of Defense looked at his phone and said, "They haven't worked out a feasible countermeasure yet."

"Then don't wait."

Archibald said in a deep voice: "Start the backup plan, we are running out of time."

The Minister of Defense nodded and said: "Then let's go directly to the Aviation Bureau. That plan requires ground support from the Aviation Bureau."

"can."

As a result, the helicopters changed direction in mid-air.

It didn't take long.

Archibald arrives at NASA.

Walking into an office, Stephen Burton, director of the aviation bureau, greeted him personally.

"Good evening, Mr. President."

"It's waived if you exchange pleasantries. Can the alternative plan be started?"

Archibald sat down and said straight to the point.

The director of aviation said with a look of embarrassment: "Time is too urgent. Although we have prepared for this for a day, it still takes some time, Mr. President."

"When can we start."

"Tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Archibald nodded: "As soon as possible."

"I'm going to spend the night here tonight."

Stephen said quickly: "I'll prepare a room for you right away."

By the next morning.

Mr. President walked into the office with a tired face, sat down and said, "How about it, Stephen, can we start?"

"Okay."

Stephen turned the screen of a laptop toward the president: "The launch base is ready, and the personnel and supplies are in place."

"Now they're putting nukes on the spacecraft."

"Later, we will launch the spacecraft, and when they are in outer space, they will refuel at a Russian space station and fly to the 'Destroyer'."

"After arriving at the 'Destroyer', our astronauts will install nuclear bombs one by one into the gaps in the meteorite. After all the nuclear bombs are released, we can remotely detonate them on the ground."

"At that time, bang."

Stephen made an explosive motion.

Archibald crossed his fingers: "What are the odds of success?"

"This"

Stephen wondered: "It's hard to say, Mr. President."

"But now, we have nothing better to do, have we?"

Archibald couldn't help flashing the figure of the motherland in his mind, and the president has asked himself more than once.

Last night, should we promise better conditions to the people of the motherland?
But now, the motherland refuses to communicate.

He has no other choice.

"Yeah, we have no better way."

"We can only hope for this operation."

There was a knock on the door.

An aviation bureau official said: "Mr. President, Director Stephen, the 'Independence' is ready."

Stephen looked at Mr. President.

The president took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Let's get started!"

In downtown New York, a man was pushing a bicycle with a large box tied to it, and a golden retriever followed him.

The man stopped, and led the golden retriever into the open supermarket in front of him.

He rummaged inside for a while, and finally found a can of luncheon meat in good condition.

He smiled and left the supermarket with the dog.

One person and one dog sat on the ground next to the supermarket, the can of luncheon meat was opened, the man gave some to the golden retriever, and ate the rest by himself.

At this moment, a sound came from the radio on his bicycle.

"Just now, the White House spokesperson stated that the Federation has launched a spacecraft named 'Independence'."

"The spacecraft is carrying a large number of nuclear warheads. 'Independence' will fly out of the earth, fly to the 'destroyer', and use nuclear bombs to destroy the meteorite before it reaches the earth."

"The White House spokesperson claimed that this is an unprecedented space war, and the Federation and all mankind will win!"

(End of this chapter)