Doomsday Game.

"General Williamson, what do you mean?"

That morning, a call was made from the Self-Defense Forces headquarters to the office of the commander-in-chief of the Japanese Army Base.

Williamson picked up the phone expressionlessly and replied calmly:

"Pay attention to your attitude, Captain Inukai, and I don't understand what you are asking."

The other party was the captain of the island country's Self-Defense Forces, the highest-ranking officer in the island country's military.

However, in front of him, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese Army, he was still a little inferior.

After all, if their Self-Defense Forces wanted to make any arrangements, they had to get his consent first. Their Japanese Army could be said to be the master of their island country's Self-Defense Forces.

If he hadn't known that this captain Inukai Yorito was also a fourth-level player, a transcendent saint who needed to be respected, he would not just remind him now, but directly scold him.

Because of his reminder, the other party obviously reacted, his momentum weakened a bit, and he suppressed his anger and asked:

"What I want to ask is, what exactly does the newly appointed Section Chief MacArthur's order mean today?"

Williamson pretended to be stupid and asked knowingly: "Did he issue any orders?"

"He wants all of our departments' real decision-makers to listen to a junior's meeting. This is not in line with the rules. How can he, a level 3 player, be so confident? Did he get your instructions?"

Williamson laughed. He didn't expect these guys to be so impatient, but he asked jokingly:

"Strange, is there any procedural problem in asking you to go to the Supervision Department for a meeting? He has this power. I didn't deliberately instruct him on what to do, but I can tell you that he is the Section Chief of Supervision selected by me personally. I will unconditionally support all his decisions. Do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as these words came out, the voice on the other end of the phone fell silent.

After a long while, he replied in a deep voice: "I understand. We will attend this meeting."

He then hung up the phone.

Williamson smiled slightly, but instead of hanging up the phone, he made another call:

"Hello, Mr. Chairman, there is something I want to report to you in advance."

"Yes, that's right. Recently, I plan to give those guys a good beating, because I feel that they are starting to stir again."

"According to my analysis, it should be the failure of the last joint action that made them change their minds. Now it is not ruled out that they are secretly contacting Daxia and trying to turn sides. At the very least, they must have the idea of ​​leaving a way out."

"Of course, I don't have any concrete evidence now, but you should also know their nature. I think at this critical period, we must strengthen our control over them and keep this vicious dog firmly in our hands."

"Well, since you have agreed, I will let it go. Don't worry, in my hands, they can't turn the world upside down."

...

After hanging up the phone, Williamson finally stopped suppressing the smile at the corners of his mouth, and smiled very wickedly.

You dare to have any objections to me?

Then don't blame me for beating you to death!

…

On the other side, Inukai Yorito, the chief of the Self-Defense Forces who had tested Williamson's attitude, immediately made the real heads of the major departments anxious and held an emergency meeting.

Time was limited, and he immediately got down to business as soon as everyone arrived.

However, this fierce-looking, fleshy island saint slammed the table and said in a serious voice:

"Gentlemen, our situation is not good now! Although those damn Americans have never really trusted us, they have only been secretly wary of us in the past, and maintained cooperation on the surface."

"The personnel changes in the Supervision Department and the attitude of the new section chief are clearly intentional, trying to put pressure on us. This is a very bad signal."

When he said this, a senior defense official at the scene asked:

"What are they trying to do? They can't suppress Daxia and start blaming us? I think they are really panicking."

Someone else analyzed: "We should follow It is related to the failure of the joint operation. After all, only Feng Xuanjun managed to escape last time, and all the other saints who participated died. "

Feng Xuan, who was listening with a samurai sword in his arms, frowned and scolded dissatisfiedly:

"What do you mean? They suspect that we are secretly colluding with Daxia? Do I have to die in Daxia to prove my innocence? I can escape back entirely because of my own strength. They died because they were too weak!"

"We naturally know this, but who knows what they think. Anyway, the facts are in front of us. They should use various ways to make things difficult for us and test our bottom line. Everyone should be mentally prepared. "

"We must attend this meeting, and no matter how they insult us, we must endure the humiliation, otherwise it will give them the opportunity to further control us by force. "

"Baga! It's so humiliating! At worst, we can fight them! I don't believe they dare to completely break up with us at this critical moment!"

"Shut up! Do you want to kill everyone? We will be the only ones who will suffer in a head-on confrontation!"

"I have said it several times, the United States and Daxia will have a war next, and there is only one thing we have to do, that is to try our best to preserve our manpower in the cracks, and wait until they are both defeated, and then we will have the hope of rising up!"

"Gentlemen, for the glory of the empire, we must carry out the Ninja Way to the end!"

"Hey!!! "

……

The senior officials of various departments of the island country who had made up their minds finally came to the headquarters of the Supervision Department with their noses pinched, and appeared in front of Chu Yan, waiting to be dispatched.

After being introduced by a special person, Chu Yan was very happy.

These powerful players in front of him are the ones who truly control most of the lifelines of the island country, and each of them is a real boss.

In terms of strength, they are at least senior players at the peak of the third level, and there are several fourth-level saints among them, some of whom are fourth-level in the open, and some of whom are hidden in the dark;

In terms of status, they can at least communicate with Williamson on an equal footing, and in theory they are at the same level as him.

In the past, even Qingmiya Reina could not see them, but now they all gathered in front of him, sitting down obediently waiting for him to hold a meeting and scold them.

They must be feeling very frustrated right now, right?

Chu Yan even had this thought more than once. If he suddenly went all out and wiped them out, the entire island nation would be in chaos, and it would no longer be able to threaten Da Xia's safety in a short period of time, right?

But Chu Yan finally held back, because what he wanted was for the entire island nation to be devoured by him, leaving it in name only.

In this case, these guys in front of him still have value and need to be dealt with slowly.

Moreover, he was not completely sure that he could kill them all. After all, there were three fourth-level players among them, and their specific abilities were unknown. If one of them ran away, his subsequent plans would all fail.

He also didn't know if there were more fourth-level players in the island nation.

To be safe, it would be better to create opportunities to deal with them one by one.