Fangzheng did not intend to do anything about the alien races that suddenly appeared on Jupiter, nor did he intend to leak this information to the Earth Federation.
After all, everything had to be done one step at a time. The Earth Federation had not yet recovered from the devastating blow of the Reapers. If they were to be exposed to the news of an alien invasion at this time, even the higher-ups of the Federation would line up to jump off a building.
Therefore, Fangzheng planned to hide the news for now. He would discuss the issue with the Earth Federation when they had the strength to fight back.
But what pleased Fangzheng was that after the war with the Reapers, the humans of this world finally began to pay attention to armaments again and began to research more powerful weapons.
In his spare time, Fangzheng also took the time to hack into the Earth Federation's weapon database and gained a certain understanding of their future weapon research.
The Eurasian Federation seemed to have decided to go all the way with the MS. They were currently developing an MS with more powerful firepower … .but wasn't that still an MS?
The Chinese Federation, on the other hand, had the flexibility of Fangzheng's hometown. They were currently developing an MS that could transform between a fighter and a robot. This reminded Fangzheng of the saying "a Viking is worse than a chicken". Well … .good luck to them.
The Atlantic Federation was the most miserable one. The consequence of their monopoly on Cherry Rock was that no matter how much they researched new bodies, they could only improve on the current MS. This was their own doing. Because Cherry Rock was monopolized by Brittania, neither the Eurasian Federation nor the Chinese Federation wanted to be choked by the other party in the energy field, so they naturally worked hard to develop a new MS. But on the Atlantic Federation's side, due to the ample supply of Cherry Rock, they could not develop a new MS. They could only use Cherry Rock as the foundation to modify it.
At present, the biggest dream of the Atlantic Federation, no, it should be said that Brittania's biggest dream was to at least be able to create an MS that could engage in space warfare like the Chinese Federation and the Eurasian Federation.
This goal was really …. Forget it, what was the difference between a man and a salted fish if he had no goal?
For Fangzheng, these were all trivial matters. But right now, the first thing he had to deal with … .well, naturally, it was the matter in Area 11.
"These guys are really making a big fuss."
With his hands behind his back, Fangzheng stood in front of the window and looked at the protesting crowd not far away. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he revealed a mocking smile. The others also looked out curiously. Then, You Ji said.
"In this way, there should be no problem, right? Brother Fangzheng? "
"Oh? Why do you say that? "
"Because you see, everyone has started to protest. Not only the Japanese, but also the Britanians. In this case, Britannia probably won't do what they did before."
It was not without reason that Youji said this. After the incident, the governor's office of Area 11 threw all the blame to the commander-in-chief at the scene, claiming that he had deliberately misinterpreted Governor Clovis's words and that the commander-in-chief was originally hostile to the residents of Area 11, so he deliberately issued the massacre order. Of course, the unlucky commander-in-chief was directly dragged to the military court to appease the public's anger.
Not only that, the news also reported that the governor of Area 11 was negotiating with the demonstrators. At present, the two sides had reached a preliminary agreement. The governor's office of Area 11 promised to establish a Japanese autonomous special zone in Okinawa, which would be governed independently by the residents of Area 11. The Eurasian Federation and the Chinese Federation would provide a certain degree of assistance to ensure that they could build houses there and live a peaceful life.
The curly-haired man (who actually became a representative) and the other representatives of Area 11 were very satisfied with this proposal. In the eyes of Asuna and the others, this was also the best result. Although they were very angry at first, they had now figured it out. As the curly-haired man said, the people of Area 11 did not have enough strength to fight against a large empire like Britannia. For now, it was already good enough to fight for an autonomous special zone for them.
At least it was much better than the concentration camps.
However, in the face of Arji's words, Fangzheng just chuckled.
"Let's keep watching. We'll know when we keep watching."
"… …?"
Hearing Fangzheng's words, the girls looked at each other in confusion. For some reason, they had a bad feeling ….
At the same time, the curly-haired man, who had returned to the hotel, looked refreshed.
"Fan!"
Seeing the curly-haired man return, his companions hurriedly gathered around him.
"How's the situation?"
"Britannia has agreed to our request. We can establish a Japanese autonomous special zone in Okinawa, and they can use our flag!"
"That's great!"
Hearing this, the others also clenched their fists happily and cheered loudly.
"Our struggle is meaningful. We have won!"
"No, we haven't won yet!"
However, at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded. Then, the heavy door opened, and a few men in old Japanese military uniforms strode in. Seeing their appearance, the curly-haired man was taken aback. He hurriedly stood up.
"Lord Katase!"
The one who appeared in front of Fan was the representative of the Japanese Liberation Front and the leader of the central organization of the resistance against Britannia, Katase. He had a determined face and was a trusted leader.
"I've heard everything you've done, Fan. You've done a good job."
"Yes …."
"I have something I want to talk to you in private. Is that okay?"
"Of course, please come with me."
As a member of the resistance, Fan respected Katase very much, so he nodded and led the group to his room. After entering the room, Katase coughed and looked at the curly-haired man again.
"You've done a good job. I've seen your hard work during this period, but …"
"But?"
"But it's far from enough!"
However, just as Fan smiled, he saw Katase suddenly clench his fists and roar.
"Our goal is to recover Japan! To completely drive the damn Britannia invaders away from our land! How can you give up just for a little benefit? Do you want us to give up our ideals and aspirations just because of Okinawa? We're the glorious soldiers of the Empire, not those foreign worms in Okinawa! Why are we exiled to Okinawa! "
"But, but Lord Katase …."
Faced with Katase's roar, the curly-haired man hurriedly tried to explain.
"We don't have enough troops and manpower. It's impossible. If we establish an autonomous region in Japan, at least we can …."
"No, we have a chance now."
Having said that, Katase stretched out his hand and pressed on Fan's shoulder. He gestured to the left and right, and soon, the others left the room.
"I heard that you've reached an agreement?"
"Yes, we'll sign the agreement in three days at the governor's office …. Governor Clovis will be there in person."
"Very good."
Hearing this, Katase smiled.
"This is our chance."
"… Lord Katase, I don't understand what you mean …."
For some reason, the curly-haired man suddenly felt his heart start to beat violently.
"We'll enter the venue with you. When Clovis signs the agreement with you, we'll kidnap him! Then we'll use him as a hostage to force Britannia to withdraw from our land! "
"That's too reckless!"
Hearing Katase's words, the curly-haired man's eyes instantly widened.
"That won't do, Lord Katase. That's impossible …."
"This is an order, Fan."
However, before Fan could finish, Katase interrupted him coldly. He stared at the curly-haired man and said word by word.
"Are you not willing to serve your motherland?"
"No, but if we fail …."
Even if the curly-haired man did not have much political IQ, he knew that if they failed, the consequences would not be something they could bear.
"We are soldiers of the Empire. We live and die with the Empire. If we fail, then let us apologize to our ancestors together! Remember, soldiers of the Empire only need to die honorably in battle. You're not allowed to drag out an ignoble existence! "
"Yes …."
Hearing this, the curly-haired man finally lowered his head.
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