Almost all representatives of the country were whispering and deliberately lowering the volume. Those with loud conversations were guards responsible for the security of the banquet hall and surrounding areas. They were wearing brand new US military uniforms and their expressions were full of resentment. Due to the special structure of the base, these conversations were enough for many people to hear.

Gao Liquan glanced around and did not see any "friendly" gaze in the crowd. Even the representatives of Germany and France, who had formed the Allies, remained silent without saying a word. They were no longer Lord Luken and Major General Tracia that Su Hao had seen, but a group of strange faces. After all, the reinforcement people are not evolutionary people, and they do not have the same longevity as the "worker bee".

The British should be regarded as the closest ally of the "bee swarm". After all, Scotland is still controlled by the "bee swarm", and many places in the British Isles have "bee swarm" bases. On the faces of these Yanggelu Saxons, Gao Liquan did not even see a smile, only indifference and hostility, and vague anxiety.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, far from Gao Liquan, there was another group of strong men with fierce faces. They were about twenty, with extremely burly figures and tall. Although they were wearing suits, their chests were bulging high by strong muscles, and their arms and thighs were much thicker than ordinary people. These people were shaved with flat heads, uniform dress, and all of them were wide open, glaring at Gao Liquan. The strong men stood in a circle of not too big and not too small, surrounding several men with obviously stronger auras than them. Everyone wore badges of the same style on their chests, and the pattern was the radiant sun.

Gao Liquan turned his gaze back to the angry lieutenant colonel and watched for a long time. Silence is often considered a symbol of timidity and retreat. The pride that runs through the bones of Americans is indeed a reality that existed more than a century ago. Especially in terms of the number of people smashed, except for the two guards, Gao Liquan has only three on the side. What they have to face is the entire corridor and the continuous walk from the banquet hall, hundreds, or even more.

Admiral Cecil finally straightened his body. From the first second he saw Gao Liquan, he kept his upper body tilting slightly forward. The tilt was very small. If he had not carefully observed, it would be difficult to see that he was deliberately bent down, and would only subconsciously think that it was a common move by the elderly.

The general's actions attracted Gao Liquan's attention. He turned his head, looked at Cecil for a few seconds, and asked seriously: "Is this what you arranged?"

Gao Liquan refers to the US lieutenant colonel standing in front of him, but General Cecil's face suddenly became ugly.

As an invited guest, Gao Liquan is indeed qualified to ask questions like this. Just like someone accepts an invitation to go out for a guest, but when he enters the owner's door, he is barked by a vicious dog that suddenly pounces on the spot. The owner not only does not stop him on the spot, but instead stands aside and watches with relish.

"Since it's not, that's right."

Gao Liquan showed unconcealed ferociousness and ferociousness on his face. He raised two fingers and forced this aura into Admiral Cecil with his words and eyes: "Drag this guy out and shoot him, or I'll leave now."

General Cecil suddenly raised his head, and the unique bravery and rage flames of soldiers were revealed in his turbid eyes. The cold light released from the depths of his pupils was like a knife, but Gao Liquan did not retreat at all, and still maintained a contempt and sarcastic expression. The two were very close, and he could clearly hear the friction sound of General Cecil's teeth clenching his lips, and saw the other party's eyes twitching constantly.

The general felt all the blood on his body rushing over his head at this moment, stimulating himself to pull out his pistol, and blasted Gao Liquan's hateful, hateful, abominable, and hateful, and wished he could pounce on him and hug him and chew back and forth until he sucked his brain's rotten face.

This is the United States, the Nevada base city, and our territory.

He had just ordered me to shoot the lieutenant colonel.

Yes, it was indeed in command. Admiral Cecil was extremely familiar with this tone of speech with a strong command tone since he joined the army at the age of nineteen. Regardless of any country, any race, the superiors always commanded the subordinates to speak the same verbal adjustment rhythm, and even the amplitude of muscle movement was exactly the same.

What's wrong with Lieutenant Colonel?

He is just protecting the interests of the United States of America.

From the perspective of national interests, the lieutenant colonel should be considered an absolute patriot. He does not retreat in the face of powerful enemies and faces shame. This is the real American soldier and the real warrior in the military.

However, from the perspective of national interests, the lieutenant colonel's previous passionate words would only bring more trouble and cause a series of negative effects. Gao Liquan had already made it clear just now: either shoot this person, or he would turn around and leave now.

Admiral Cecil's old brows frowned even more.

The national situation is no longer what it used to be. The large number of "moon tides" that broke out almost destroyed all the complete combat forces of the US military. The Joint Chiefs of Staff held hope for Gao Liquan to attend the conference. Without the help of the Chinese, the result would not only be that the United States would lose this biological war, but it would probably be that the country was directly destroyed by mutated creatures.

Thinking of this, the general walked forward silently and stood between the aggressive Gao Liquan and the angry lieutenant colonel. He forced a smile from his tight dough, turned his body, raised his left hand, made a "please" move, and said gently: "We should not waste our time on these irrelevant little things. Knowing that you are coming, all the officials of the joint meeting were waiting in there. We prepared very fresh lobsters, and the chef should be placing lemon juice seasonings. If it is delayed for too long, the fresh and delicious taste will be greatly reduced."

Gao Liquan ignored General Cecil's words. He looked at the lieutenant colonel who was separated from the opposite side in plain sight. His face sank, and he snorted clearly from his nostrils. Then he turned around and walked towards the large elevator that carried him when he came.

"Not this"

Seeing this, General Cecil rushed forward quickly, overtake Gao Liquan at an astonishing speed, then moved a few steps sideways, blocking Gao Liquan's way, his eyes flashed with rage and regret, and he said seriously in an unprecedented solemn tone: "Everyone has his own different way of understanding everything. If what just happened angered you, I apologize to you now."

Gao Liquan looked directly at the general and slowly shook his head: "This is not a problem that can be solved by apology."

"That's just a young man, let him go"

Through the physical gap between Gao Liquan and the guard next to him, Admiral Cecil glanced at the US Lieutenant Colonel standing not far away. His tone was earnest and a little begging: "I can understand your feelings. I can promise to give you more compensation in other things. It can be strategic materials or technological materials. Too many people have died in biological wars, and everyone has the reason and qualification to survive. They may die, but they are definitely not here, nor should it be for such reasons."

Gao Liquan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the murderous intent and coldness on his face were no longer as deep as before. This change made General Cecil's heart slightly fall, and his nervousness became dull. Just as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to lead Gao Liquan back to the banquet hall, he heard a voice that almost completely collapsed in his ears.

"Why should I let him go?"

Gao Liquan's pupils were filled with viciousness and murderous intent, and a devilish sneer appeared on his lips: "My rank is a general, he is just a lieutenant colonel. The following is a taboo in the army. Now is a special period. If he can appear in such a place, he should be very clear about the responsibilities he shoulders. I don't know what the selection criteria for your country's officers are, but he must pay the price for what he says and what he does."

After saying that, Gao Liquan raised his right hand and pressed on Admiral Cecil's shoulder heavily. The general felt an extremely powerful force coming from his shoulder, as if a heavy truck coming from the side was pushed hard and staggered. He shook it several times in succession before he could barely hold the wall to stabilize the balance. When he turned around, Gao Liquan and the two guards had already walked to the elevator and were reaching out to press and turn on the button.

"Don't come back" Admiral Cecil's shout had a clear begging element, and he was almost roaring, and everyone present could testify for it.

Gao Liquan did not order the guard to stop the movements. With the sound of electronic sound, the elevator door slowly opened. Just as the three people walked in in sequence, Gao Liquan heard huge and violent gunfire sounds coming from behind him.

"Bang----"

He slowly turned around and found that the lieutenant colonel had fallen to the sky, all the facial features on his face were blown up, and his head was like a terrifying flower of flesh and blood blooming. Only his limbs were twitching under the traction of the nerves that had not yet lost their function. It looked like a frog that was heavily stomped by the buffalo's hoof and feet, lying on death in the mud, but his limbs were kicking back and forth.

Admiral Cecil's arms remained flat, and there was a faint smoke coming out of the slightest revolver muzzle, and the air was filled with gunpowder. His expression was confused, full of regret, and indescribable bitterness. The killed lieutenant colonel had a lot of blood splattered on the other people next to him, especially the closest ones, almost covered with scattered flesh and blood on his face and chest. The crowd of onlookers did not get confused, and no one expressed his opinion on this. The entire corridor was silent like death, and even the music in the far-off banquet hall was completely stopped.

Admiral Cecil slowly turned around. His movements were very slow, his steps were staggering, and his whole body seemed to have lost strength. He instantly grew older for decades. Just as his eyes were intersecting and colliding with each other, Gao Liquan clearly felt that General Cecil's eyes were sprayed with a strong flame of hatred, but it quickly disappeared in just a few microseconds. Instead, it was a numbness that had never been seen before.

On such occasions, killing an officer for such reasons will only make General Cecil the target of everyone except Gao Liquan.

But he had to do so. Otherwise, the US military would have to fight against the terrifying mutant creatures alone. They occupied almost the entire United States, and without military aid from China, the remaining US military would likely not be able to survive the next "moon tide".

Admiral Cecil slowly put his pistol into the holster. When Gao Liquan walked past him, he heard the general's tired voice: "He is dead, I killed him with my own hands. Is this what you want?"

Gao Liquan's tone was still cold: "I don't believe that he was not instructed by anyone, and he took the initiative to jump out. If the truth is just as simple as it seems, he would be either an idiot or a mentally ill person. These two types of people are often the most damn and die the fastest."

Admiral Cecil was trembling all over, and his tone was obviously a bit out of voice: "Why, do you want to continue pursuing it? You, you, what do you want? Do you really want more people to be buried with him?"

"That's your own business."

Gao Liquan replied without hesitation: "As for now, you have to consider another thing."

"What?"

"Removing the furnishings in the banquet hall. I said that I don't have much time and I must hold a conference now."

Of course there is no need to replace the banquet hall, and the venue was prepared long ago. Although the temporary decision to hold a meeting in advance made many people dissatisfied with this, they did not raise any objections. At least, it was not revealed on their faces.

Gao Liquan's will was implemented again. Representatives of Japan and Canada were excluded from the standing countries and did not attend the meeting. However, as former executive members, representatives of the two countries were given partial privileges. They could attend the peripheral areas set up in the conference venue, and could express their opinions on a certain issue, but they did not have the right to vote for the final resolution.

The representatives of the military headquarters and Gao Liquan were arranged in a common seat. They were two elderly brigade generals, with humble smiles on their faces. Although they belonged to the same camp in name, the military headquarters did not recognize the legitimacy of the Southwest Military Region. However, in front of outsiders, especially in such occasions, internal disputes will never be disclosed, and unity will become the highest existence that overwhelms all problems.

There is only one topic in the conference: I hope that China will send troops to all countries that need help to eliminate local mutant creatures as soon as possible.

Although the biological warfare has ended, it is only for about two-thirds of the land area on the earth. This is a narrow concept. As long as the area of ​​the cleared area exceeds 51%, it can be understood as a victory in the war.

This concept cannot be said to be wrong. Just like the earth's society in peacetime, the Middle East, Africa, and South America, dozens of countries of all sizes have varying degrees of civil strife and nationalist disputes, hundreds or thousands of people are killed every day, but no one has ever thought this was a world war, just underestimating the "local regional dispute"

"We will send troops."

Gao Liquan's first sentence clearly showed his attitude. Then, the second sentence turned into a naked demand for interests: "There has never been a free lunch in this world. Remuneration is of course essential. Otherwise, there would be no need for discussion between us."

When General Cecil entered the venue, his frown had never let go. He had already understood the strength and indifference of Gao Liquan, and did not think that the other party could give in to the interests. The initial reply to sending troops relieved General Cecil's worries by half, but what followed was his worries about Gao Liquan's difficulty in filling his greedy appetite.

How much does he want?

What do you want?

Gao Liquan clicked on the small light brain he carried with him, and a huge holographic image of the United States map appeared in the center of the venue. He used a laser pen to draw a vertical ellipse on the left and right sides of the map, and said in a clear tone: "Let's talk about the East Coast of the United States: Starting from Seattle, Portland, Sacmento, San Fransco, Fresno, and to Los Angeles, all abandoned cities along the railway must be rented by us. Please note that it is an abandoned city occupied by mutated creatures, not a base city under construction or has been built."

Representatives of Russia, Britain and France were also present. Like Admiral Cecil, they also showed incredible expressions on their faces.

"General Gao, are you kidding?"

The French representative was a middle-aged man named Elaze. His thin face was filled with obvious doubts: "Perhaps your secretary and staff failed to understand the intention and were too whimsical when making plans. The graphics you just drew cover the entire East Coast of the United States. Also, you mentioned a very sensitive word: rent."

"You can score a hundred points in your listening skills."

Gao Liquan glanced at Elizer and nodded: "That's right, it's just a loan."

"This is impossible"

British representative Newman suddenly shouted: "Of course there is no problem with renting a certain area between countries. But you seem to be wrong: the area you are talking about is too big. This has never appeared in world history and does not comply with relevant UN regulations."

“I’m asking for more than that.”

Gao Liquan replied calmly, raised his arms again, and continued to draw a circle on the right side of the holographic map. This time, the area included is larger and the range is wider.

“All abandoned cities in the area will be rented from Boston, Buffalo, Cleveland, St. Louis, Memphis to New Orleans.”

His words were very short, without long speeches, and were concise and expressed their intentions, but did not arouse responses from other representatives, and the venue fell into a dead silence.

It took a long time for British representative Newman to come back from his shock, shook his head, and murmured: "It's unimaginable that this must be a joke. This must be a joke."

"I'm never kidding. Especially in such things."

Gao Liquan retorted: "In addition, we need to add one more thing, that is, the lease period."

Newman reacted quickly: "Fifty years? Or ninety-nine years?"

Gao Liquan calmly raised his left hand and stretched out his five fingers: "Five hundred years. This is all my conditions."
Chapter completed!