I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 375 Secret War?you sure?

"Although I don't want to hit you, this is a fact. At least in the 40 years since you disappeared, you have been replaced, and no one remembers you anymore."

"People now only know Vault, they know the Homelanders, they know the Sevens."

"Soldier boy?"

"I'm afraid only an elderly person like me will remember you."

"But the world always belongs to the young, doesn't it?"

Mallory smoked gracefully: "I want people to remember you, unless you make people remember you again."

"It sounds so sad."

The soldier boy muttered, then he didn't know what to think, and stopped expressing his opinion, but concentrated on eating the burger.

After eating, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and looked at Mallory.

"So, the deal you want to negotiate with me is."

"You found my former team members for me, and I killed the guy who replaced me for you?"

"Is that right?"

Mallory nodded: "Yes, that's it."

"Well, it's a good deal."

"And getting rid of him puts you back in the public eye."

"The legends of the past appear with a new look, and you will become people's idols, heroes."

The soldier boy leaned back on the chair: "And then, was it controlled by Walter Company again?"

"I saw their ad when I was in Midtown, and goddamn Walt still exists."

Mallory exhaled a smoke ring and said: "But Edgar is gone, and now the boss of Walter Company is a native of the motherland."

"He's dead, and Walter's company will be leaderless."

"And I assure you, as long as the people of the motherland are dead, Water Company will be dissolved soon."

The soldier boy laughed and said, "Your guarantee is worthless, sorry, no offense, but it is what it is."

Mallory thought for a while and said, "What if it is the current Mr. President who made this promise?"

The soldier boy raised his eyebrows: "Who is the current Mr. President?"

"Rick Archibald." Mallory put out his cigarette in the ashtray.

The soldier boy narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want to say that all the activities you are doing now are authorized by the president?"

Mallory nodded with a smile. "Obviously, isn't it?"

The soldier boy thought for a while, and held up two fingers.

"Two conditions."

"If you meet my two conditions, I will make this deal with you."

Mallory leaned forward slightly: "Let's listen."

"First, I want to meet with President Rick Archibald."

"Face to face."

"It's not a substitute, it's not a phone call, it's a living Mr. President."

As soon as the soldier boy made this request.

Mallory said on the spot: "Impossible."

"Mr. President will not accede to such a request, it is too dangerous for him."

The soldier boy spread his hands and said, "What you have to deal with now is the most dangerous person in the world, and I also have to bear the risk."

"So I don't think that Mr. President can pick the fruits of victory without doing anything and without a drop of blood."

"This is a prerequisite. If you don't agree, or Mr. President doesn't agree, then there is nothing to say."

Mallory closed his eyes and said after a moment, "I'll make a call."

"You please." The soldier boy in a loose blue T-shirt stood up, turned on the TV, and watched a movie about himself.

Mallory walked out of the room, and blinked at Frankie, indicating that he was optimistic about the time bomb.

Frankie nodded, and after the door closed, he coughed dryly.

"gentlemen."

"Can I ask you a question?"

The soldier boy said lazily: "Tell me."

"I don't promise an answer."

Frankie shrugged his shoulders, and then said: "Your super power, I mean, the intense radiant energy you emit from your chest."

"I remember you didn't have this kind of super power before."

"Did it come about later?"

Listening to Frankie's words, some pictures flashed before the soldier boy's eyes.

A Soviet Union scientist in a mask pours loads of compounds into his mouth, as if it were venting into the Pacific Ocean.

With a cruel smile on the face of the soldier with the rifle, he stuck the muzzle of the gun into his mouth and shot into his throat.

Nurse holding a scalpel, pinching his eyelids with a camera, trying to cut off his cornea
Those noisy voices, those hideous faces, those unbearable past seemed to catch up with him again.

"Do not."

"No!"

The soldier boy held his head, his chest was getting brighter and brighter, and Frankie said in fright, "What are you doing, buddy."

"Calm down, there are no enemies here."

The soldier boy grunted and took deep breaths. He had begun to master the power and calm the restlessness it caused.

A few seconds passed.

His chest returned to normal.

He gave French a fierce look: "Don't ask such silly questions again!"

At this moment Mallory came in and looked at the two people in the room: "What did I miss?"

Then she said to the soldier boy, "I'm going to Washington now, and I'll make your request to Mr. President in person."

"So you'd better say the second request, and I can raise it with Mr. President together."

The soldier boy didn't know what to think, he smiled.

To be honest, he is handsome and has a very attractive smile.

If Mallory had been a girl of seventeen or eighteen, she thought she would have been attracted to soldier boys.

"That request has nothing to do with Mr. President."

Mallory said 'oh', and pulled a chair to sit down: "Then tell me what it is, so I can be mentally prepared."

The soldier boy pointed at Frankie: "Get out."

Frankie looked at Mallory.

Mallory said without looking back, "Frankie is the only person I can trust, and I don't think it matters if he stays."

The soldier boy laughed: "That's what you said."

He cleared his throat and said, "The second request is you."

"I want you to stay with me, at least for one night."

Only then did Mallory and French know what his request was.

Frankie looked puzzled.

He admitted that Mallory was the most charming elderly woman he had ever met.

But no one wants to spend the night with an old woman.

Especially the soldier boy, who seemed to be in his prime and should be interested in young girls.

Do not!
He just hasn't changed in appearance, but the guy hasn't looked the same in 40 years.

That is to say, normally speaking, the soldier boy should be an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Older than Mrs. Mallory!
Suddenly, Frankie understood.

Co-author of The Soldier Boy Wants an Evening Romance with Mrs. Mallory.

Mallory looked at the soldier boy quietly: "Are you serious?"

The soldier boy laughed. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"When I was on the battlefield back then, I thought you were very tasty."

"It's a pity that you were so fierce back then, far less tasteful than you are now."

Mallory laughed: "I really have a good taste now, I didn't expect that your taste is so strong."

The soldier boy shrugged his shoulders: "So, you refuse?"

"Frankie."

Mallory stood up and said, "Go to a movie."

Frankie was only short of a question mark appearing above his head.

Mallory had already started undressing: "Unless you want to stay and visit."

Frankie thought 'Damn' in his heart, jumped up and left the room.

Not long after he came out, he heard some movement in the room.

The Frenchman shook his head and left hastily.

the next morning.

Washington, the White House.

in the President's Office.

Mallory met President Rick Archibald as he wished.

Mr. President smiled and said, "You look pretty good."

Mallory blushed and said, "It's all right."

"Mr. President, let's get down to business."

"But before that."

She took out an instrument and pressed it.

The monitoring system of the entire White House was paralyzed, and even the communication system was cut off. There was a burst of electronic noise in the Bluetooth headsets of many people, including the president's secretary.

The president glanced at the secretary, who said in a low voice, "There's something wrong with my earphones."

Then there was a knock on the door, and then the White House security director came in and said: "Mr. President, our surveillance system and communication system have been cut off."

The President suddenly looked at Mallory, and his eyes fell on the remote control in her hand.

Mallory put the remote on the table and said, "Just in case."

"Don't forget how former Defense Secretary Mr Wilson stepped down."

"His phone calls with people from his homeland were monitored and stolen. I'm just worried that the same thing will happen again."

"This is also the reason why I want to talk to Mr. President face to face, so as not to be discovered by the people of the motherland."

Rick Archibald nodded: "You are right to worry."

"So what did the soldier boy say?"

Mallory said straight to the point: "He hopes to talk to you face to face like us."

Before the president responded, General Mike stood up and said, "No!"

"It's too dangerous!"

"Soldier Boy can easily destroy a building, and if you put him face to face with Mr. President, it is as dangerous as facing the people of the motherland."

Boss Mallory: "That's what I said, but the soldier boy insisted that it was a condition of his agreement to the deal."

Thinking of the soldier boy's 'second condition', Mallory actually had the urge to return to New York as soon as possible.

She hadn't been this happy in a long time.

Mr. President simply nodded and said: "Okay, I will ask someone to arrange a place and time to meet the soldier boy."

"If there is a decision, someone will notify you."

General Mike and the other officials looked at the President immediately.

"Mr. President, this is too dangerous. No one knows what the soldier boy will do."

"Yes, Mr. President, what if you are in danger."

Rick Archibald raised his hand, signaling for everyone to be quiet, and then said.

"War requires risk."

"There is no sure-fire war in this world."

"Now we are engaged in a secret war with the people of the motherland. If I am not even willing to take this risk, how can we defeat the people of the motherland."

"Right now, we can only pin our hopes on the soldier boys."

"So be it."

Seeing that Mr. President has made a decision, others have no choice but to give up persuasion.

Mallory picked up the remote control, restored the monitoring system and communication system of the White House, and left.

Outside the presidential office, a few sparrows landed on the window sill, chirping.

The people in the office didn't care, the president had already started discussing with General Mike about meeting the soldier boy.

Outside the window, no matter what a sparrow was doing, its little head was always looking into the office.

If someone observes this sparrow with a magnifying glass at this time, they will find that the eyes of this little thing are actually extremely fine precision machines.

at the same time.

Azu, who was far away in New York, was in his room, watching the president and others in the White House office on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Secret War? That's just for you."

"For me, there are no secrets."

"Trying to use soldier boy against me."

"I guess that's the only way you can go."

"Shall we meet at Yellowstone Park?"

"Thank you for thinking it out."

Azu chuckled.

Mallory was indeed cautious and cautious.

But she would never think of it.

When he went to Washington to participate in the honoring ceremony last time, Azu had already used the 'reform sight' he plundered from Staro to leave a lot of eyeliner near the White House.

Many birds or other small animals have already been transformed into mechanical life forms by him.

These things loyally monitored every move of the White House for him 24 hours a day.

Mallory went to see the president, and he knew it right away.

In the audio screen, the president set a date for the meeting to be Friday morning.

Azu found Ashley.

"Help me organize a press conference." Azu said.

Ashley looked at Azu in surprise.

"What, is there a problem?" Azu asked.

Ashley said quickly: "No, no, no problem."

"It's just a bit of a surprise."

"So, sir, what is the subject of this reception?"

Azu said with a smile: "About the future in-depth cooperation between me and the Federation."

"Wow, this definitely catches the eye."

Ashley quickly took out a notepad and wrote it down: "When do you plan to hold it?"

"This Friday morning."

"Well, that's right."

"Prepare a few helicopters for me then." Azu did not forget to order.

Ashley froze for a moment: "Helicopter?"

"Will a helicopter be used for the press conference?"

Azu nodded: "Of course, I will use it when the time comes. As for what it is used for, I will keep it a secret."

Ashley laughed: "It sounds mysterious and interesting."

"No problem, I will prepare in advance."

"Is there anything else?"

Azu shook his head: "Not anymore."

After Ashley left, Azu left the center of New York and came to his Eden base.

It is now beginning to take shape, and some of the facilities are already in use.

For example, a training ground for transhumans.

When Azu passed by, he saw Ryan and Cindy doing combat training in the training ground.

In a blink of an eye, Azu came to the experimental building.

This building is the heart of Eden, where different fields of research are carried out on each floor.

Everything from infinite energy sources to biological weapons.

During the previous New York War, the alien life "black skeleton" captured by Angelina was thrown in the biological weapons research and development center as a research object.

Every day, a group of experts in the biological field circles around it.

With the support of Angelina's group and Azu, the Eden Base has gathered a large number of experts and talents from various fields in the Federation.

This base will become the top research center in the world, and Azu will be its most solid backing!
(End of this chapter)