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To spark such a large-scale war and confrontation, it was impossible for those with ulterior motives to remain unaware. However, under the operation of the national machinery, they managed to keep it under wraps for the initial twenty-four hours.
Now, not only the citizens of the country were aware of the robot "Revolution," but even many other nations had caught wind of it and understood the inside story.
At this moment, it seemed as if all the agents around the world had become invigorated, like they had been injected with adrenaline.
Centered around cities like Chicago, New York, Washington, and Los Angeles—each with populations exceeding a million—groups of agents began infiltrating the urban areas as if they had caught a whiff of blood.
Meanwhile, WIKI had ramped up robot production. Factories that originally produced one thousand units were now operating beyond capacity, reaching more than double their previous output.
In fact, almost every hour brought in a new batch of agents while also resulting in the loss of some NS-5 model intelligent robots.
Thus, WIKI began utilizing all available resources to construct various types of weaponry to mitigate their losses.
At the same time, on the brink of war, Ye Kai received an intriguing piece of news: it seemed that someone was dissatisfied with the so-called Federal Authority and was preparing to take some subversive actions!
…
In the U.S. War Command Center—inside the vast conference hall of Area 51—a group of high-ranking representatives was convening to discuss feedback regarding the robot Revolution.
An elderly man with a thick beard and an imposing presence surveyed the room before suddenly raising his wooden gavel and striking it against the table.
“Everyone quiet down! This is not a marketplace; this is the highest authority meeting hall!”
With each strike of the gavel, silence gradually fell over the conference room.
The tall elder cleared his throat a few times before speaking. “I believe everyone is now aware that our immediate priority is to stabilize public sentiment across the nation. We must remember that even though we have formed a Federation system, those lurking in the shadows will not miss such an opportunity. Have you all forgotten the bloody lessons from our past?”
“When the Federation was first established, I think most of you were involved. Therefore, I expect everyone to collaborate on a solid and executable plan for our next steps.”
“Gentlemen and ladies, remember this moment—right now—the eyes of the entire world are focused on our nation and our homeland. Countless individuals are constantly eyeing our position. Every decision you make will impact our country's future.”
"Now, the meeting officially begins."
The officials below looked at their superior.
At this point, even if someone couldn't arrive immediately, they had already participated in this unprecedented meeting through Holographic Projection.
Suddenly, the large door of the conference room swung open, and a tall old man in military uniform, with a head full of white hair and a physique as strong as a young man, walked in.
With the entrance of this military bigwig, dozens of representatives stood up to salute. He was the highest commander of their military and the most respected elder among all the generals and soldiers.
"General, what is the current situation?" Before the old general could take his seat, a smiling, portly representative from the Pro-Peace Faction suddenly took the lead in questioning him.
General Mulet was well aware of his old friend's intentions, having been adversaries since their youth. However, at this moment, the old general still graciously extended his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.
After taking a sip of water to clear his throat, Mullet calmly spoke: "The current situation is not optimistic. The Quantum Intelligence Brain has fully evolved, and more than sixty percent of our Artificial Satellites have completely lost control. Now, our Information Source can only rely on a few remaining Artificial Satellites and special communication equipment to understand the current circumstances!"
"We can no longer avoid losing our advantage in real-time information. At the same time, we have attempted interference and invasion with the Expert Team regarding the Quantum Intelligence Brain, but now I must inform you that we have completely failed!"
At this point, the general, who was already over sixty years old, seemed to age even more in an instant. A bitter smile appeared on his face as he exchanged glances with several representatives before continuing: "Our Vanguard has already advanced into the Six Major Cities, but..."
The Fat Old Senator suddenly interjected: "Mullet, what happened to our Vanguard? Why don't you just finish your statement?"
With a bitter expression, General Mulet took a deep breath and suddenly spoke: "They are now surrounded. This time, it’s not just robots; there are many rats lurking in the darkness..."
"Bang!"
The door of the conference room was violently pushed open by a young officer with a pale face who shouted: "General! The Special Operations Team has been wiped out! The Vanguard has suffered heavy losses and is completely surrounded. We have... we have lost contact!"
"What?" General Mulet exclaimed in shock, springing to his feet in fury. "What do you mean?"
"Gulp!"
The young officer regretted his rashness; he shouldn’t have acted so impulsively. Now, nearly all the representatives were watching him, and he felt as if his breath might stop under the weight of their terrifying gazes and pressure.
“The Vanguard has been ambushed by both the Land of Freedom and the robots, and we have completely lost contact.”
“General, there’s still a way!!!” The Fat Old Man’s expression changed slightly, but he remained expressionless as he reminded, “Let’s negotiate. We must minimize our losses as much as possible, Mulet!”
“Ah…” General Mulet clenched his fists tightly. After a long silence, he finally forced a bitter smile and whispered, “Has our country lost its former sharpness and vitality after decades of peace?”
General Mulet was not surprised by his old rival's words. After all, in this capitalist society where profit reigns supreme, when the option of ‘war’ no longer yields benefits, it is inevitable that a large number of defeatists will emerge.
He had long grown accustomed to this in his lengthy political and military career!
Seeing that the pro-war General Mulet had fallen silent, a Fat Old Man from the Pro-Peace Faction suddenly stood up. He raised his voice, “Gentlemen and ladies, war has never been the key step to achieving peace. We are, after all, a whole; we are the largest political entity in the world, with the most cutting-edge researchers and the largest military-industrial complex. All of this is enough to intimidate any force.”
“What we need to do is quite simple: fully utilize these prerequisites to create chaos among our opponents, making them realize that refusing to surrender leads only to death! Therefore, I believe we shouldn’t get caught up in these trivial details; we can focus our efforts elsewhere!”
“Trivial details? Our soldiers, our warriors are sacrificing their lives, and you call this trivial?!”
General Mulet had been suppressing his anger for a long time, but upon hearing those words, he erupted in fury. He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, “Without strong military power, without tough measures, without information advantage, what gives you the confidence to say this? You call this trivial? Tell me!”
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