death of hope

Chapter 425 "Corporate Warrior" (336) Exonerated

50 hours after the end of the "Viking Tomahawk" military operation,
In view of the adverse impact of something, the coalition command temporarily decided to hold a special situation hearing.

There were seven people sitting on the high platform. They were a committee composed of the management of three large companies, McMillan Group, Blackwater Military Contracting Company, and Sakura Corporation.

The conference hall on the second floor was empty and full of empty seats, no media reporters were invited, and photography and recording were prohibited on site. The coalition command did not want to make this scandal a big deal, and wanted to deal with it secretly.

Because of his poor mental condition, Marcus Lynch himself was temporarily placed under house arrest in the hotel.

In addition to seven committee members and six on-site witnesses, more than ten people closely related to the incident came to the meeting.

It's 15:33, it's tea time, and half of the committee members stare at their watches impatiently and yawn,
Five witnesses have been questioned, and the low-ranking mercenary who is speaking is the sixth and final witness.

"Mr. Lerner, please continue your speech."

"It was really... terrible at the time, and I still have lingering fears when I think about it now."

"Just tell what you see."

"A hunk in power armor shot at unarmed Umbrella employees who had kneeled and surrendered! Scientists in white coats, cleaners in blue uniforms."

"Are you sure it's Captain Lynch? Can you see his face clearly?"

"Uh... the light was quite dark at the time, so you can find an expert to identify the bullets in the body and you will understand everything."

"Is it possible that someone else stole the captain's gun?"

"I don't think that's possible. It's not a mass-produced assault rifle. It doesn't look like a human can use it. It's a bit like a weapon used by those alien green-skinned barbarians.

The bullets we are most equipped with are 5.56mm caliber, and the captain’s gun fires 14.57mm full metal jacketed bullets.

There is no scope installed on the upper guide rail, and it relies entirely on mechanical aiming. A grenade launcher and a chainsaw bayonet are hung on the bottom. The style is quite brutal and rough, and ordinary people can't hold it at all. Only his giant body can hold the gun. recoil. "

"You seem to know Captain Lynch very well, and you have studied his guns quite well."

"Of course, he is a legendary hero of the Federation. Which big boy has never heard of the heroic deeds of the Spartan company commander. In my company, everyone admires Captain Lynch very much, because he can stand with the legend Excited to be fighting side by side, but now ... a lot of people are terrified that something like this has happened with such a bad impact, and they don't want to believe it's real."

"I don't want to believe it, it's because you don't see clearly at all, optometry and glasses, go get a pair of glasses, little brother."

Shaft stood up and hissed, "Hey! Get down!

When you come out to be a mercenary, you are afraid of this and that, you are not suitable for this bowl of rice at all, so change your career to make pancakes! "

"Silence! Who asked you to speak?" A senior executive of Sakura Co., Ltd. slapped the table and shouted.

"I'm complaining about my superior." Shaft twitched his middle finger and sat down. He felt someone push his side with an elbow. When he saw Mahmadi from the side, he whispered;
"Why push my waist, bearded man?"

"How dare you lie in this sacred hall, you know it's the boss's fault!"

"Huh? What's so sacred about this shitty place?" Shaft looked up at the ancient religious sculpture on the top of the conference hall: "It's just a conference hall transformed from an old church."

"Believe it or not, you will be punished."

"Hey, I'm just going to lie, I said bearded man, are you stupid for chanting scriptures all day long, aren't you? If you want to be a saint, you can move to the witness stand now and testify against the boss's sins. Go!"

"I'm not going..." Mehmadi turned his back.

"That's it."

Next, for every sentence that witness No. [-] said, Shaft was able to refute ten sentences.

He could tell lies without blushing and heartbeat, using the dirtiest vulgar language on the streets, the stupid and honest witness soon couldn't bear the pressure and went down in despair.

An executive in a kimono whispered to Major Ron beside him:

"This is the member of your McMillan's ace team, and the quality is too low."

"Hey, I made you laugh, but, low quality doesn't mean low combat effectiveness." Major Ron responded in a low voice: "It's all acting, don't take it too seriously, buddy."

"Of course I understand that it's acting. What annoys me is that this kid blatantly disrupted the order of the venue and prolonged the meeting. I want to eat sushi and sashimi."

"Haha, it seems that I am not the only one who is bored." Another member stretched his waist and said:

"Yawn... I'm sleepy after hearing this, it's nothing to do anyway, the dead are all Umbrella employees,
After such a big battle, Mr. Matsushita Juhei would not care about the life and death of a few traitors, and Mr. Maximilian would not send his trump card to the federal court for trial. Wouldn't that be self-cutting? "

"There will be no trial. Congressmen from the red and green parties are busy arguing. The generals and marshals of the Terran military are pretending to be stupid and watching from the sidelines. Federal agencies such as the FBI and CIA are also pretending to be blind.

In short, we are now a hot potato, and no one wants to participate in this corporate war. If the war escalates and leads to a full-scale civil war in the Human Federation, no one can bear this historical responsibility. "

"It's all mixed (huo) mud. The hearing is just a formality. All the committee members are waiting for the meeting to end for dinner."

"The evidence collected now shows that Captain Lynch is guilty, and it is difficult to explain the hasty ending. No matter what, we have to put on a show and find an excuse to excuse him."

"The witnesses have finished speaking, and the members of the Alpha team have also defended their captain. The reasons are a bit far-fetched, and it is not easy to smooth things over."

At this time, someone at the seat raised his hand. It was Comanche, the new goalkeeper who joined the Alpha team.

"Sorry, my lords, I haven't spoken yet."

"Allow you to say a few words, Corporal, please stand in front of the microphone."

"Thank you." The Comanche corporal got up and walked over.

Wang Hongye and others frowned and looked at him, Shaft said in a low voice:

"There was an unpleasant quarrel before, and I want to kick him out of the team. I'm afraid this guy is going to speak ill of the boss!"

"Don't be nervous." Johnny Blazer said: "This hearing is just going through the motions, saying what you say is right, Brother Lynch will be fine."

To everyone's surprise, Comanche, who had been arguing loudly with his teammates before, walked to the microphone, faced the committee members, and began to defend his captain.

It is said that those Umbrella employees had ulterior motives and pretended to surrender in order to buy time to activate the self-destruct device of the space station. The captain killed the killer in order to save the coalition landing force.

This kind of weird theory cannot withstand scrutiny at all, it is completely serious nonsense, and it is less reliable than what Shaft said before.

But to the members of the committee, it was extremely pleasing to the ears. Everyone wanted to end this farce earlier.

It is impossible to send it to the Federal Court of Terra. The result is to name and criticize, impose penalties, issue fines, and rectify military discipline.

Captain Marcus Lynch is released from his house arrest room and will return to the battlefield after receiving professional psychiatrist treatment. The coalition forces are eager to expand their advantages, and the CEOs will not allow such an ace to rest for too long.

When leaving the conference hall, Shaft and others stopped Comanche:
"Thank you... I was worried that you would report the boss."

"I was unhappy before, but one size counts for one size. The captain treats me well."

"Be careful! We'll be brothers from now on, take care of each other." Shaft laughed and patted Comanche on the shoulder: "I'll bring you one at the wine party tonight!"

"Who treats you?"

"Company reimbursement."

Comanche said he was going to the vending machine to buy cigarettes. After saying goodbye to everyone, he walked through the corridor alone, looking back from time to time to see if there were any stalkers.
After leaving the base, I came to a secluded flower garden in the suburbs. An old gentleman wearing a top hat sat on a bench and was feeding the pigeons with corn kernels.

Seeing Comanche appear, the old gentleman nodded:
"It's really strange, mercenary, you didn't reply to the message, but you showed up here on time."

"I've thought about it and hope to play for Mr. Lai Sheng Matsushita."

Without saying a word, the old gentleman threw out the last handful of corn kernels, clapped his hands, put on his gloves, and was about to leave with a civilized stick.

Comanche chased after him: "Your bag fell on the chair."

"That was the first commission."

Comanche froze, surprised by the weight of the leather bag: "There are so many..."

"Mr. Lai Sheng has always been generous, we will contact you later, work hard, you will quickly achieve a class leap and financial freedom."

(End of this chapter)