Chapter 1838: Persuade

Sherlock, dressed in Uncle Fur, sat peacefully at a round table in a wooden house. Next to him were several cold-armed soldiers with guns, staring at him with inexplicable eyes.
There is a stove in the cabin, or an old simple heating stove. Several pieces of dry wood were burning in the stove and crackled. Sherlock stared at the stove with interest for a while, and smiled at the soldier who guarded him and asked, "Your life is not as good as I thought."
The soldier with the gun obviously hated the Jew in front of him. The muzzle in his hand brushed Sherlock's head from time to time. But he was still leisurely under the gun.
The soldiers didn't speak, and Sherlock didn't bother himself. He waited for three or four hours in the wooden house, and patiently played with a large diamond ring on his finger.
From day to night, the door of the cabin was opened suddenly. A dozen men in military uniforms came in with a cold wind, sitting one by one in front of Sherlock.
"Damn Jew, do you know you are wanted?" Slightly settled, one of the men in military uniforms wearing the rank of major general spoke. Everyone was staring at Sherlock, looking pale.
Sherlock is in his 40s and 50s, and he is well maintained compared to those soldiers. One year ago, he was the middleman, contacting the newly rebelled Colonel Wolfe to sell all the equipment of a heavy brigade to the Aurora Army. This sale gave him the friendship of Zhou Qingfeng.
The friendship of the head of the legion made Shylock's status soaring, which was more valuable than how much money was made. His success inspired more Jews to join the tide of cooperation with the Aurora Corps.
Now Sherlock hopes to gain greater appreciation from the regiment leader. He took the initiative to go to the US-Mexico border to persuade the Baath party to confront a dozen infantry divisions at the border with the Aurora Corps, hoping that these troops would surrender.
Sherlock shrugged smirkly about the question of the major general's implied threat, "Major Major, you can give me to Dr. Osborne to prove his loyalty, but that will not help. The Osborne monster will sooner or later die. Now. "
Sherlock's taunt seemed to anger the major general, and he snorted: "The party leader has stabilized the situation, the rebellion has been annihilated, and everyone is united with him again. No one believes the rumors you have spread, and we are a little bit I don't like outsiders to smash the American territory. "
"Hahaha ..." This drew Sherlock's constant laughter, and he patted the table music: "Forget it, we all know the dilemma Osborne faces now.
Although the flames of San Antonio were extinguished, the temperature of the entire Baathist territory increased. All mutants and zombies across North America are looking for Osborne's revenge, and now they only need one Mars ... "
Sherlock made a gesture of a lighter, with a sound of "拟" in his mouth, "The entire Texas will be burned, and many people will be burned to ashes. Does your lord want to be ashes?"
Mutants and zombies, this is a heavy topic. Both of these human variants have suffered miserable human biochemical transformations, and they are intolerable and have no future. Slowing humans are hunting them. But everyone knows that they are innocent.
Morally, Dr. Osborne should have died!
And no one knows exactly where Dr. Osborne's research has reached. In fact, many people in the Ba'ath Party live in fear, fearing that they will be transformed into mutants that day-a large part of these people. They are soldiers of the Ba'ath Party.
The major general tightened his face and stared at Sherlock.
And Sherlock continued: "I think we should be honest and say something meaningful. First of all, there are millions of white people in the Aurora Corps, and these people are living well.
You can say that the chief of the legion does not like religion, restricts human rights, and is extremely autocratic. Yes, that's right. Such is the case of the legionnaire. But the leaders of any organization in North America do so.
I also don't like the captain's suppression of religion, but I must admire his ability to rule the world. It was this extraordinary ability that made tens of millions of people willing to accept his rule. "
When it comes to Victor Hugo's ability, that's indisputable. At present, these senior Baath military officers must also admit that their opponents have some incredible magic, which tens of millions of people love. This magic is extremely stressful, as if irresistible.
After Sherlock's arrival, hundreds of senior officers in the Baath Party's southern military region actually knew the other party's intentions. They have actually been arguing for several hours in a meeting, and these dozens of people are actually here to negotiate.
"We have deployed more than 50 divisions and more than 100 advanced fighter planes at the border. And your deployment plan has even been mastered by us. From logistics supply to the command center to the frontier layout, we are very clear. We have long mastered Everything for you. "
Sherlock said as he took out a laptop computer and projected a military map after launching the virtual screen. Compared to ordinary maps, this map with contour lines and complex road conditions and marked with various security facilities, its appearance is too scary.
This is simply the battlefield transparency, losing half without having to fight.
Baath party officers who participated in the negotiations immediately ran into an uproar, watching a series of military garrison information on the map, and their heads were full of cold sweat. If this fights, the first wave of offense will have to suffer. Especially the various command posts ~ EbookFREE.me ~ will definitely be bombarded with bombs.
"How did you get these?" The major general responsible for the negotiations asked in surprise.
"Because some of you have decided to uprising, the rest can only surrender, or they will be captured." Looking at the dozen cold sweaty faces across, Sherlock smiled very proudly. Be generous, depending on whether you can take advantage of this last opportunity. "
The major general was frightened and asked urgently, "We can only count on sincerity now? There is no chance of an uprising?"
This buys up but not buys down, people have the same character. If the Legion keeps increasing the price, these Baathist forces will continue to sell at the price, but now the treatment has actually declined, which has to be anxious.
"Unless a dozen of your divisions immediately drop their weapons collectively within 24 hours, we can only count on you to surrender."
"No, twenty-four hours is too tight. We can't agree."
"Then we don't care. Let me remind you again that the treatment of uprising and surrender is very different. Especially for your senior officers, the difference will make you regret why you did not make a decision quickly."
"Wait ... we don't accept such persecution."
"That's too bad. You have chosen to die or be captured. Victor Hugo's commander never has mercy, we will always attack. Life or death depends on your decision."
When he said this, Sherlock was almost as happy as ever. This feeling of surrendering against a powerful force against the back of super forces is so refreshing!
The opponent was more than a dozen infantry divisions, with more than 200,000 people full, but now they were bargaining uneasily. Sherlock felt that today is the pinnacle of his life-there is Victor. Boss Hugo is in the background, talking hard, and life is different!