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Chapter 490 Fight for justice!

While improving the time accelerator, Winston found time to create two pulse pistols for Lena Oxton.

Lena, who received the gift, was overjoyed, and often held two guns to compete with the Japanese ninja named Genji Shimada to test the stability of the time accelerator.

Today, Tracer and Genji competed in the training ground as usual.

Winston was busy adjusting the experimental values ​​in the upper laboratory, while Angel was assisting with work and testing.Second only to Zero's Rebellion, this is the biggest thing about Tracer and the Chronotron.Once successful, it means that Overwatch will gain a powerful fighter.

"How is she?" Commander Morrison came to the laboratory and asked.

"Unfortunately, we don't know much about her condition, but considering she doesn't have any negative symptoms, I think she can perform the task. We have to continue to monitor her condition to see how it goes." Dr. Ziegler said slowly , then turned to Winston, "It turns out that time travel isn't an exact science. Is it, Winston?"

When she finished speaking, Commander Morrison paced to the edge, where he could see the situation of the training ground.

"Is there a problem?"

Tracer, who was training, heard the commander's voice, turned his head, and responded a little nervously: "No! Uh...it's not a big deal, sir."

Winston walked over to Morrison. "Just a couple of stability issues that need to be addressed, sir."

"Is it really 'no big deal' for a man lost in time and space, Winston?" Commander Morrison kept his eyes on the training ground with his hands behind his hands.

"It's pretty much stable now," Winston said.

The perception and agility of the ninja have no advantage in front of Tracer, who can speed up or slow down his time flow at will. He can't throw a shuriken, and he can't cut a katana.For Genji, Tracer is like a haunting ghost. When your eyes catch her figure, maybe she is behind you at the moment, making it hard to guard against.

After watching for a long time, Commander Morrison rubbed his chin and said, "Not bad."

Winston was overjoyed, but luckily he didn't deny his research results. Although the stability was a bit lacking, Tracer would definitely not get lost in time and space again.

"Any news from London, Commander?" the angel asked suddenly.

"It's all bad news, and the Prime Minister has made it clear that we are prohibited from interfering."

Morrison looked very helpless with his arms crossed. Excessive arrogance is arrogance.The prime minister obviously doesn't know what the UK is going to face. There are tens of thousands of rebel omnics. If one is not done well, it will cause a small-scale omnic crisis. Once the zeros spread to the whole world, the second omnic The mechanical crisis kicked off.

This is not something that Overwatch would like to see. I believe people all over the world would not like to see it. It is this old stubborn who always holds prejudice against Overwatch.

"That means he's an idiot, there are thousands of people on King's Road in need of medical assistance? What will happen once Zero takes control of more urban areas? The events in Egypt will happen again, and we don't have the resources to deal with another humanitarian crisis .”

The usually peaceful Dr. Ziegler reacted more violently than the commander, as if he had changed himself.

"This is the original intention of Overwatch, we can save lives, instead of wasting time and doing nothing like this."

Morrison was also anxious, "I didn't say I disagree, doctor, but I don't have that much power."

"That's not enough reason, Jack, many people will die." Dr. Ziegler's words softened.

Commander Morrison turned to leave. "I understand, Dr. Ziegler. Tell Oxton I'm going to talk to her when she's done training."

Back in the office, Morrison sat weakly on the chair, took a break, put his arms on the table and supported his head, a mess.

Never has there been such a deep sense of powerlessness, the Omnic Crisis is over, and Overwatch has paid the most.But until now, there are still some old and stubborn people who do not recognize them, think that they should not leave the remaining omnics, and even transmit wrong ideas to the people, pushing Overwatch into the abyss time and time again.

He used to deeply agree that hard work pays off, but now he dare not say that again.He no longer expects anything in return, he only hopes that the country and the people can trust Overwatch, and believe that Overwatch can solve another crisis.

"Here's Lena Oxton, sir."

"Let her in."

Morrison rubbed his temples with the thumb and middle finger of his left hand, opened his eyes, and adjusted himself.

"Do you need me, sir?" Tracer saluted him from the doorway.

"You're pretty fast," Morrison said.

"I don't know if you've heard, but I've always been fast, sir." Tracer stepped forward cautiously and lightly.

"I've heard of it. I watched you train today. Many people would give up in a situation like yours, but you persevered. I'm very impressed."

Hearing the commander make such an evaluation of her, Tracer couldn't help but feel complacent, but the surface was still extraordinarily calm.The commander is different from Agent Harrison. He may not like subordinates who are out of their minds, so it is better to be cautious.

"I want to talk to you about your application for a mission. As you probably know, I have some concerns."

Tracer was attracted by the photos posted on the wall, like a war zone, and there are landmark buildings in London, so she pointed to the photos and asked, "Sir, is that London?"

Morrison nodded.

"I wonder why we haven't acted yet?"

Tracer can't figure out that London is like this, and Overwatch is still standing still, what are you waiting for?
"There is nothing we can do, the very wise prime minister has said he doesn't need us."

"But they really need us, sir. I've read the news that it's impossible to resolve this crisis with a few more weeks, until then Mundatta and all the hostages will die. And if we don't act, we will definitely There will be accidents."

Morrison did not interrupt her eloquent speech, but just listened in silence.

"Zero in central London destroyed everything we've done, thousands of years of our history a month ago. Sir, do you know why I've persisted? Why I've decided to leave the pilot program, accept Overwatch training? Because I believe that if I succeed, I can make the world a better place. I fought for myself, and now I want to fight for the world."

Seeing that the commander still didn't respond, Lina raised her hand apologetically, "I may have said too much, sir. But I won't apologize."

After a long silence, Morrison lowered his head and said: "I still remember when the omnic threat broke out in the United States. I joined the army and participated in the strengthening project. They are willing to do anything, Commander Reyes and I... what Tried it all. But politics, mismanagement, people's hearts... In the end, Overwatch was the only way to win that war, but we needed a chance."

"You still have a chance, sir."

"Thank you, Oxton, go back."

Tracer didn't say much, he saluted and turned to leave.

Afterwards, Morrison turned the chair and stood up straight, leaning against the table with a sad look.

After a long time, his eyes that had been dim for a long time finally shot out a few strong rays of light.

Maybe... this is Overwatch's chance, he shouldn't be limited by those rules.

The original concept of Overwatch was to fight for justice!

(End of this chapter)