Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

There is nothing wrong with passive sabotage. It is impossible to fight a war. It is better to fish for fish.

It's just that if I want to fish, I must first pass this battle plan through Clive's inspection.

"If there is a reason..." I lowered my eyes to think, tapped my fingers on the table, and said to my subordinates with a smile, "Sneak attack may destroy a few bases, but it will even scare the snake away, making them completely abandon their illusions and become our enemy. Go inland and seek the protection of Huaguo."

"But encircling and not fighting will make them look forward to it."

"They are never willing to give up the coastline, and they are even more reluctant to give up the abundant food resources brought by the ocean."

"In the process of their indecision, it is convenient for our scouts to explore the situation, and they can even divide them and let them fight each other. You know, in Southeast Asia in history, let alone monolithic, they almost beat each other to the point of fighting each other. Brains."

I raised my head and said seriously: "Just report this tactical idea to Director Clive and see what the boss has to say."

"Legion commander's opinion." The eyes of several army chiefs changed.

From looking at a shameless fisherman to watching an unfathomable boss.

It's not that their IQs are not good, but that Clive doesn't have many generals under his command.He is the head of intelligence, but not from the military. The two departments have completely different styles of work.

What's more, the Third Legion is not the elite of the base, a powerful mutant that can be transformed by Genesis particles, and may not have learned the art of war.

To sum up all the above reasons, the reason I made up is enough to convince the public, depending on Clive's reaction, he is the most difficult to deceive.

A day later, a message from Clive came from the base:

This plan is feasible, all actions are under your command, no need to ask me for instructions.

interesting.

I touched my chin, and I was more sure that attacking the world was not his ultimate goal. Clive actually didn't care about the outcome of the war.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that it is a virtue for the boss to be a hands-off uncle, not to order blindly, and not to be a major micromanager!

Of course, the premise is that the subordinates are not [-]-year-olds like me.

From that day on, the Third Legion and the mutation frenzy surrounded the coastline of Southeast Asia, and even leaped from the sea from time to time, crazily showing their presence, but they never had the intention of attacking.

During the first week, several coastal bases were frightened crazy. I could hear the restlessness in the air hundreds of miles away.

In the second week, they still persisted, and even sent scouts every now and then to investigate our situation.In this regard, my order is: let them see, remember to catch more pippi shrimp, grouper and stonefish.

That night, I ate Pippi shrimp as long as an arm, and it was still salt and pepper flavored. After all, the logistics supplies were abundant, and they were all carried on the whale's body.

In the third and fourth weeks, some bases began to move around, and they decided to send envoys to contact us to see what demands we had when the army was pressing down on the border and not fighting.

By this time, the Third Army was fishing for seafood in the Pacific Ocean every day. It had already eaten fat, had a ruddy complexion, and had finished resting.

"Legion commander's opinion," the subordinate praised again, "is this the book's 'waiting for work with ease'?"

Hey, you kid is really talented, you even know "Sun Tzu's Art of War"?

"Before the doomsday, I was just a student, and there were several Huaguo students around me. When I couldn't sleep at night, they told me many small stories." The overly young adjutant said with a smile.

I don't have a good impression of Clive, and by the way, I am also quite resistant to the Third Army.

Although I knew their basic information, I never thought of getting to know these people deeply.However, at this moment, I suddenly felt that I was a little biased.In the final analysis, it was all Clive's fault. These children were artificially mutated, brainwashed, and sent to the battlefield.

They are too young and immature, they only know that after gaining superpowers, they will stand at the pinnacle of the doomsday world, but they don't understand the meaning of war.

What is war?What is death?

Children who are still in school are forced to become soldiers, those who can become writers are buried in the mud, and dancers who pursue art are forced to become agents.They lay in a trench of mud and blood, dreaming a dream they did not want to wake up from.

In the dream, there are kites flying across the sky, in the dream there are foreign student roommates telling stories about the ancient East, in the dream there are cicadas singing in summer and boundless wheat fields, in the dream there is Lily Marlene waiting for him to look back under the lantern.

Until the bullet/bullet grazed his cheek, when the god of death gripped him tightly, in an instant, thousands of dreams were torn apart by flames and blood, outlining faces with only fear left.

There is nothing beautiful about war, only hatred, powerlessness and anger.

"Jeff, is that the name?" I asked softly.

The young child nodded with a smile. He had a rare baby face, and he looked even more immature when he smiled.

"You were recruited to the base after the doomsday?"

Jeff's smile faded away slowly, and his tone dropped a little: "Yes... sir, everything is ruined."

All his relatives and friends died in that horrible doomsday catastrophe, and he has nowhere to go back, and even the weak fire of life is about to be extinguished one night, until Clive's agents find him.

"I have been transformed by Genesis Particles, and I have a new life since then," Jeff said with pride on his face, "God chose me, Mr. Director chose me, this is my lofty mission."

"I will definitely do my best for this expedition, Legion Commander, please rest assured."

Me: ... No, not only am I worried now, but I really want to squeeze the water out of your mind.

Sober up!Think about it carefully, which kind of cub turned the beautiful life you should have into this ghostly appearance!

But to be honest, it is very difficult for you to reason with a person who has been brainwashed/brainwashed.

Maybe Jeff knew it in his heart, but he just didn't want to admit it.Because he has lost everything in his life, once he admits that he has been cheated and used by Clive, he will completely lose the courage to live.

There's more than one guy like Jeff.

In the Third Army, the former agents who really belonged to Clive's confidants accounted for less than one-twentieth.

This further strengthened my determination to catch fish and not fight.

I chose to meet a few of the base emissaries and show them some of the power of the Third Legion.When they saw the frenzy of mutants driven by mermaids, the faces of these Southeast Asians were extremely ugly.

I smiled slightly, and looked at the mutant army in the sea without any scruples, and there was a distant and ancient whale cry in the distance.

"We have been here for a month, do you know why we haven't done anything yet?"

I invited several envoys to eat seafood. Instead of releasing the octopus arms and legs, I pried open a few fat oysters with a knife and squeezed a few drops of lemon juice.

"Because it's unnecessary."

"I'm a pacifist. In the final analysis, Director Clive doesn't want to destroy the world. We still need allies."

No, the crazy boss just wants to destroy the whole world.

"But...we don't need so many allies." I pried up oysters with a knife and stuffed them into my mouth. The slightly salty seawater mixed with fresh taste, facing the sea breeze blowing slowly, really made me feel good. "Do you understand? ?”

After sending away a few poor messengers, I continued to pry oysters with a knife to eat.

Jeff on the side asked curiously: "Legion Commander, are you implying that they..."

"Ok?"

"You want them to fight each other?" Jeff exclaimed, and a little worried, "But, after all, we didn't give any benefits, they may not betray their companions and choose to join us."

Me: ... I didn't expect them to join us.

I'm just stalling for time, anyway, Clive also said, everything is up to me.

As Jeff said, although the Southeast Asian countries are not united, they are not fools.

If you don't see rabbits, don't spread eagles, and don't give some benefits, how can you hook up with two or five boys?With only threats and a few specious words, they will never feel at ease.This is also my purpose, let this group of guys quarrel and discuss, it is best to quarrel for three to five years, until news of the battlefield comes from the other legions.

My judgment is not wrong.

This group of guys had indeed been arguing for ten days and a half months. The surrender faction, the death-fighting faction, the rescue faction, and the scumbag faction were so quarreling. If it weren't for the third army guarding the sea, they would have almost staged a full-scale martial arts at home.

News from the other four legions also came one after another.

The good news is that Europe has finally decided to join forces with China to fight against the First and Second Legions. This is another epic alliance after World War II.

The bad news is that the First Army Corps is progressing smoothly, and there are leaders in Huaguo. They have suffered heavy losses and are retreating inland.

The good news is that the Huaguo base has been reborn from the ashes. With the help of this blow, the internal obstacles have been successfully cleared away, and they are preparing for a counterattack in an organized manner.

The bad news is that Nuwa's plan has not improved, under the pressure of war.Likely to stop the study.

The movement in Eurasia has also affected the situation in Southeast Asia. Those grass-roots bases once again fell into hesitation. They sent people to show their loyalty to me for a while, and sent people to China to seek assistance and alliances.

Their attitudes are more changeable than ocean climates.

And not long after, the terrible news came from the First Army, which made me no longer care about complaining about the Southeast Asian base.

Bei Ansheng is dead.

He died in Chuchu's hands.

The military briefing was vague, and it was impossible for me to know what happened on the battlefield in Huaguo.

But because of the passing of Bei Ansheng, the attitude of the Southeast Asian base reversed again.This time, three or four bases directly expressed their surrender. They could no longer stand this repeated situation, nor could they bear the Third Army's daily blockade of the coastline, which prevented them from going out to sea and fishing, and could only live by farming and gathering.

After the apocalypse, farming is not a good option, especially for small and medium bases.

It's not that the climate and land have changed, but that the wild mutants like to ruin crops, just like ancient beasts.If someone is sent to guard and drive away, it will consume a lot of manpower and even cause casualties.

"Legion commander, in the past two months, our people have almost figured out the situation of the coastal base, look..."

Jeff was a little excited. Ever since he learned about the results of the First Army Corps, his desire to "make contributions" became even hotter. He wished he could take the lead in the charge and flatten those Southeast Asian bases that refused to surrender.

I glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

Finally the day has come.

I sighed, and the tentacles released to enjoy the shade slapped the sand restlessly. Obviously, they didn't want to carry out the subsequent plan.

Bei Ansheng's death is bad news, but also a signal, a signal for me to act.

I recall a time not so long ago when we recuperated in the Caribbean.

"Are you sure?" I frowned, showing disapproval in my eyes, "Clive is not easy to deceive, are you sure we didn't deliver the goods?"

Chu Chu fiddled with the fire calmly, the night sky of the island was not polluted at all, the stars were shining brightly, and the sky and earth were vast.

"You have to try before you are reconciled. Ordinary means can't deal with Clive at all. He is a person who does not play cards according to common sense, and following the rules will only make it easier to fall into his trap."

"This is no longer an adventure, but death."

"He may not kill me."

"But he will definitely transform you, and even brainwash/brainwash you. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I know that there are people in the base who have relevant abilities."

Chu Chu raised her eyes to look at me, and said seriously: "That's okay, it won't affect the future plan."

"Before I left the motherland, the North Bureau told me: If necessary, we can sacrifice everything. Without this awareness, I would not join the intelligence department, let alone come here to perform tasks."

"I can sacrifice, and other comrades are also ready to sacrifice, and the same is true of the North Bureau."

That night, I saw Chu Chu's eyes, which were brighter and firmer than the starry sky.

"Clive is not invincible, he has two Achilles' heels."