War was the catalyst for the advancement of human civilization. It generally included disputes, disagreements, violence, massacres, destruction, and so on. It was almost a collection of all the derogatory words. Every time this word appeared, there would always be many, many bad things, but … it was still the same sentence. You had to admit that after every war, civilization would greatly improve in all aspects, no matter how you looked at it.
How ironic … There is no other species in this world that is better at studying how to kill themselves than us. With such a violent and barbaric nature, after putting on the coat of civilization, we can openly dominate this world and talk about benevolence and morality … How ironic!
At this time, outside the border between the United States and Mexico, 17 armored divisions and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were waiting for the final order. As soon as the order came from Congress, they would cross the border and drive the Mexicans further south, just like they did decades ago. Of course, before that, it was necessary to come up with a comprehensive and highly executable strategic plan.
Fortunately, the American politicians were still clear-headed and did not intend to use tactical nuclear weapons in the first wave of attack.
However, just as the newly established command center was busy formulating tactical plans and marching plans, an unexpected visitor arrived.
The roar of a helicopter sounded on the helipad of the command center. Led by General "Thunderbolt" Ross, who had just arrived at the command center, the other commanders came to greet the high-ranking officials from Washington.
Yes, just as the war was about to start, General Ross, who had made outstanding contributions to the military, once again received the right to command. Nothing made this veteran happier than stepping onto the battlefield. However, after the Observer Group filed out, General Ross saw someone who should not be there. When he saw Professor Charles being pushed out of the cabin in a wheelchair, General Ross's face darkened.
"How could you allow such a dangerous mutant to enter my command center?"
He said to the Observer Group's commander in a deep voice, "I won't allow him to enter this important military base!"
The commander of the Observer Group was a high-ranking member of Congress. He glanced at General Ross, reached for his elegant gold-rimmed glasses, and took out a handkerchief to wipe them. He then replied in a low voice, "Professor Charles is a representative of the United States.
"Professor Charles came with us as the representative of the moderate forces of the Mutants. If you don't allow him to enter, I can only leave with him. General Ross, you have to understand that starting a war at this time will put a lot of pressure on the Congress. We must come up with a suitable excuse for war."
"So, he is the excuse for war? Can you guarantee that he can be trusted? "
General Ross asked. The councilman nodded. "Sure! Unless he is willing to throw away all his prestige and the efforts of most of his life, he is trustworthy. "
The old general nodded reluctantly. "If that's the case, then … come with me."
He turned around and led the Observer Group into the conference room. This old general, who had emerged since the Vietnam War, was not a person who cared about red tape. In fact, his concept of time was very strong, so he did not waste any time at all. He led these people into the conference room, where the general's secretary had already prepared a script for the presentation.
On the clear projection, the tactical map of Mexico was projected very clearly, as well as the preliminary movements of each army. General Ross personally held the pointer and introduced the battle plan to the people in front of him.
"This time, we are ordered to go to Mexico to carry out an intervention operation. If we receive instructions to go to war, then the initial goal of the operation is to expel the mutants forces entrenched in northwest Mexico, then advance south along the Mexican plateau until the ruling power of Mexico is returned to the government-in-exile."
General Ross' pointer in his hand marked a few points on the map. Because there were not many experts, his explanation was very concise and clear.
"To achieve this goal, frankly speaking, with the current military strength, it is quite difficult!"
The old general said in a deep voice, "According to the information we have collected in the past seven months, the enemy …"
Ross glanced at Professor Charles and changed his words.
"Well, what I mean is, the combat power of the radical mutants group is very impressive. From the initial scattered sand, after two months of training, they have the average combat power of the South American army, and considering the strange abilities they have in their hands, this battle will only be more difficult. We estimate that the first phase of the operation will take one to two months. The plan is to use excessive firepower to destroy and occupy tactics, which requires more air power."
"I have a question, general."
The senator did not seem to care about these strategies. He said with some impatience, "The command given to you by the Congress this time is already the largest military operation in the past ten years. You just said that you need more power, I can tell you directly that this is impossible! The international situation is not stable, and there are more and more abnormal events around the world, we can't put precious power on a border conflict. "
"Conflict?"
General Ross's voice suddenly rose by several degrees, "You call this a border conflict? The Third Mutant Army of Mexico only needs three hours of rapid march to break through any part of the national border and capture one or two states in seven days. If they send out their damn demon air force, with the flying speed of those monsters, it will only take half a day for them to drop bombs on the lawn in front of the White House! "
"You still call this a border conflict?! This is war! Mr. Senator, standing in front of you is a veteran of the Vietnam War, the Gulf War, the Afghan War, and the Iraq War. If you want to disagree with my opinion in this regard, then please tell me, how many wars have you participated in, and how many soldiers have you seen? From the end of World War II until now, this is the most terrible threat our country has suffered in terms of geography! "
"A powerful military group made up of Mutants is planning to build a country next to us, and our commander told me that this is just a border conflict. Perhaps Poland thought the same way back then! What happened to them? "
General Ross's fiery temper was undoubtedly displayed at this moment. In the face of his powerful aura, the senator was suddenly choked and could not speak. In the end, he could only throw out a sentence:
"I will convey your opinion to Congress, but I still insist on my opinion, you can't get more military support."
"I don't need so many soldiers!"
General Ross took a deep breath. After all, he was old. He sat on the chair and felt that his mind was clear. Under the surge of some kind of special power, he spoke his true thoughts without hesitation. He said slowly, "The rhythm of modern warfare has long since become very fast. We are no longer the barbarians of the Middle Ages who wielded large swords and spears to fight. In modern society, we have a higher level of decisive power on the battlefield. Now, it's just a matter of whether you are willing to take it out … to deter, or to fight!"
"I don't think modern civilization needs to win through hand-to-hand combat. The times are advancing, and civilization is developing. We can use a more relaxed way to solve all of this. Before those dangerous mutants really make offensive moves, we can completely wipe them out from the land that they don't belong to. Yes, this is the mode of war I imagine!"
General Ross's words were full of the meaning of a war fanatic, but for a veteran, this idea was not too wrong. At least in his opinion, the threat of the Mexican mutants had long surpassed their compatriots in the country. The sooner they were eliminated, the better.
"Then, General Ross, what do you mean by" higher level of decisive force "?"
Professor Charles, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. General Ross subconsciously wanted to answer, but he shuddered and shut his mouth tightly. He had almost forgotten that there was a mutant sitting here, but for the professor … such measures could not be kept secret.
"Nuclear weapons, right?"
The professor shook his head, his face full of a bitter smile.
"Forty years ago, Eric and I stopped the nuclear war between the Soviet Union and the United States in Cuba. We thought that by doing so, we would be able to bring peace to the world and continue the peaceful lives of our descendants. But look at what we got in return. Today, forty years later, a general who claims to be a free country is standing in front of me and threatening to use nuclear weapons to wipe out my fellow countrymen.
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with anger.
"This is the peace you promised to give us …"
"Professor Charles, calm down!"
The senator felt that something was wrong. He said loudly, "This is just General Ross's imagination, it will not become reality!"
"I'm very calm … Sir, in fact, I'm calmer than ever …"
Professor Charles put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and said in a low voice, "Someone once told me that I was too weak. I always imagined that humans and mutants could sit down and have a good talk. We have the same appearance, we have the same soul. I always felt that there was nothing that could not be solved through peace talks. I have also seen the scene of ordinary people accepting mutants. I stubbornly believe that peace will eventually come."
He looked at General Ross and the soldiers in front of him, who had already taken out their pistols, and said in a deep voice.
"But you! It is because of narrow-minded racists like you that we have prevented the real arrival of peace time and time again. I can't interfere with everyone's choice, but at least for today … I can stop you! "
"Go back! Go back to your country! "
Professor Charles raised his left hand, and his powerful spirit force swept through the entire military camp. Everyone in front of him, including the councilors, were like zombies whose souls had been drawn away. They stood up in a daze. The entire command center, as well as the several tens of thousands of soldiers from the 17 armored divisions, lost the ability to control their bodies at this moment. They could only face the desert behind them and walk into it step by step.
This scene was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle, and Professor Charles's power echoed in their hearts.
"Go back and tell your president, who is full of lies, that before I die, no one with ulterior motives can enter the country of the Mutants!"
"It does not need walls to protect its citizens. It does not need war to maintain its existence. The people who live in it will no longer be chased away because of their appearance. Every Mutant will enjoy their own freedom. We welcome everyone who is kind to the Mutants to enter, but that does not include you!"
"Go back and tell your warmongering soldiers, go back and tell those conspirators that the line under my feet is the limit of my patience … If you think I'm joking, then come! When the first nuclear weapon falls, I will bring all of you scum who want to see the world burn to hell with me! "
"Saber is gone, so I, Charles Francis Xavier, am the next guardian of the mutant utopia! If you want to destroy it, you will have to step over my dead body! "
This scene and the announcement were sent back to Washington in ten minutes. The politicians who were discussing the matter had to face an awkward problem. Saber's disappearance did not mean the collapse of the mutants' forces. In fact, after Professor Charles made his decision, the forces occupying Mexico were not weakened. Instead, under the influence of the professor's power, they became even stronger.
Who could guarantee that the people closest to them would not be controlled by the psychic power?
In other words, before they found a way to restrain the mutants, they could not stop the mutants from forming a group of forces.
Therefore, in the highlands of Mexico, when the not-so-cold winter had just passed, a new storm had already spread across this ancient land. A new power was being born, and an ancient power was awakening. In this chaotic era that was slowly unfolding, the most brilliant flash of light was about to arrive.
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