Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 151 T'Chaka's Farewell to Political Wisdom
"Father, Zhongguo's representative is here, just outside!"

In the Wakanda Palace, T'Chaka, who had just finished with Nick Fury, was sitting on the throne, rubbing the vibrating gold armrest next to the throne, with a complicated expression, and I don't know what he was thinking!
The young prince T'Challa hurried in and reported to T'Challa!

"Don't worry, let me ask you, T'Challa, do you know why I have to let Wakanda enter the World Security Council and occupy a seat?"

The old king looked at his son, the heir to the throne of Wakanda.

T'Challa shook his head.

A trace of disappointment flashed in T'Chaka's eyes: "Let me ask you again, do you know why Wakanda has been able to be independent from world disputes for so many years?"

"It's because of our Wakanda's technology and military strength leading the world for decades..."

T'Challa said confidently without any hesitation.

T'Chaka sighed: "You are wrong, T'Challa, what really keeps us from Wakanda's independence and world disputes is the camouflage barrier. It is our closed country, which is concealed enough!"

T'Challa didn't understand what his father meant.

In his impression, Wakanda is powerful and invincible. The reason why his father forbids Wakanda to communicate with the outside world is to protect people outside.

Why does it sound like they are protecting them instead!
"Father, it's not that I haven't seen the strength of the big countries in the World Security Council before.
That is to say, Zhongguo's immature electromagnetic gun has some deterrent power, and other aircraft cannons can't cause any damage to our Wakanda fighters at all!

If you hadn't kept us restrained, the coalition forces outside would have been beaten away by us long ago! "

The young prince said a little unconvinced.

"Wakanda is strong! Let me ask you, do you know how many people there are in our country, and do you know how many people there are outside?"

T'Chaka stood up from the throne, walked up to T'Challa, and patted his son on the shoulder:

"I participated in World War II, T'Challa, I have seen the strength of Germany in World War II, and they developed energy pulse weapons decades ago!
Those big countries are hiding their true strength..."

"But our Vibranium technology in Wakanda is not inferior to any country!"

T'Challa looked at his father stiffly, still confident in his country.

"Even if Father wants peace talks, he can do so after defeating the enemies outside, so that we can take the initiative in the peace talks!
As long as you allow me to mobilize the Zhenjin Fighter, I can wipe them all out within a day! "

"What if you push them into a hurry and the enemy blows up the Armas River?"

Looking at his aggressive, belligerent son, T'Chaka asked a question.

Blow up the Armas River?

T'Challa opened his mouth wide, unable to answer.

Why did the enemy blow up the Armas River? What would happen if the river was blown up? He didn't think about these issues at all.

"90.00% of our country's food irrigation and domestic water comes from the Armas River. As long as the Armas River is cut off and they don't attack, our entire country will be close to paralysis..."

T'Chaka looked at his only heir with some disappointment. He was more than brave, but lacked political wisdom.

Wakanda really let go of the national policy of closing the country. After his death, can this son really support Wakanda?

"Let's go, accompany me to meet Zhong Guo's representative, by the way, ask Susan to bring the prepared materials..."

"Father!" T'Challa looked at his father who seemed to be much older for a moment, a little at a loss.

"Do you know why I must let Wakanda join the World Security Council?"

"Because of rationality, since Wakanda intends not to hide it from the outside world, it must appear as a world power to scare away those jackals and hyenas who covet Zhenjin..."

"There's no better way to flex Wakanda's mighty muscle than joining the world's Security Council as a permanent member..."

"Reject, no, the five countries in the World Security Council are not of one mind, as long as there are enough interests, they will agree..."

On the way from the main hall of the palace to the living room, the old king tried his best to explain to his son his political intentions in doing this.

"The World Security Council says that there are five permanent members, but in fact there are only three in the true sense.

They compete with each other, check and balance,
We took out some of the Zhenjin technology decades ago,

Like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, for them,
Falling behind the other two countries in the development of Zhenjin is a failure. Only by mediating with them can we Wakanda gain greater benefits! "

"But, father, vibrating gold is limited! If we allow vibrating gold to be exported, what will we do domestically?"

"Yeah, vibranium is limited, T'Challa, even if I don't agree to the vibranium trade, how long can Wakanda's vibranium be mined!
In order to turn against Zhenjin and all countries in the world, once the resources of Zhenjin are exhausted, it will be a disaster for Wakanda! "

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Allied French Foreign Legion garrison
Baron Strucker inspected the barracks with an ugly expression.

Just now Alexander Pierce asked him for someone,
Yesterday, a Hydra special service team led by the Winter Soldier sneaked into Wakanda through the secret passage he provided.

As a result, one day and one night, they lost contact as if they had evaporated from the world, so Alexander specially called him to question him about this matter.

For this reason, the two quarreled and broke up unhappy.

As a branch of Hydra, Baron Sterak is not afraid of Alexander Pierce, the snake head.

However, it was the first time for Strack to be pointed and scolded by a junior.

The person who dared to do this to him last time was Adolf Hitler!

"Hi everyone, this is where our Foreign Legion is stationed. There are subsidies between wars, but not much.
It's about [-] or [-] a month!
This old iron wants to see the gun, yes, everyone, take the little gift away

This veteran wants to see M24 pressed with one hand...! "

Baron Strucker was patrolling the barracks, and when he came to a tent, he heard a burst of shouting in Chinese.

He wasn't surprised at first.

Because the French Foreign Legion itself is composed of about 136 volunteers from 8000 countries and regions.

It is normal to have some languages ​​from other countries.

But the more Strucker stood outside the door and listened, the more abnormal he felt.

As a German officer in the Third Reich during World War II, Baron Straker was proficient in German, English, French, Chinese and Japanese.

The noisy voice inside made him open the tent directly,

"What are you doing?"

Strack looked at the group of soldiers with a livid face, and his eyes fell on the fat Asian man with a round face holding a mobile phone in the crowd.

The fat man with a round face hid his phone in his arms in a panic, and saluted Strack:
"Sir, we are connecting to the outside world through the network, and we asked a group of field commanders to help us analyze the situation on the battlefield!"

"Hand over your phone!"

Looking at the hand with black leather gloves stretched out, the round-faced fat man handed over his mobile phone with a bitter face.

"Sir! Captain Kane wants to see you!"

Just when the cell phone of the round-faced little fat man was about to put the cell phone in Strack's hand,

An adjutant came in and saluted Baron Sterak.

"Kane!" Strack was a little puzzled, but he had been coveting this talent for a long time and had always wanted to be under his command.

Strucker showed the attitude of Cao Cao welcoming Xu You with bare feet, ignored the round-faced little fat man and the group of soldiers, and turned directly out of the tent.

.....................

The French Foreign Legion is stationed in Strucker's private tent.

Baron Sterak made two cups of coffee for Kane himself, and before he took a spoon to stir the coffee evenly, he heard Kane's intention.

"Kane, you're leaving East Africa!?"

　My laptop will arrive tomorrow, and I finally don't need to code with my phone, my hands hurt.

　　The notebook bought for 1000 yuan may not be able to do anything except codewords. I hope I can codewords

　　
　
(End of this chapter)