After all, Stewart is not the US Secretary of Defense and cannot know the losses and consumption of the entire country. He can only focus on his own experience and let Su Hao analyze the information he wants.

"Las Vegas no longer exists. It has become a paradise for monsters and a lifeless dead city. There are no residents in the whole city. Corpse hanging on the Ferris wheel, and the vehicles that fleeing outside completely block every road. The streets are full of dead people, some of which are killed zombies, and more of them are humans. I originally thought there was no opponent more terrible than zombies, but I didn't expect them to become the half-human and half-beast of the present. Even the hell described in the Bible is probably much better than here. Hell, I really don't want to believe this is true. But there is no way, the eyes will not deceive the brain."

In the bar, Su Hao is a strange face. He is very young, but he wears a prominent general uniform. Although the military systems of the two countries are different, the clothing specifications and military ranks are not much different. Stewart's existence has brought them closer together. Many drinkers left the table next to him and sat next to him, silently listening to the colonel's growing voice, occasionally mixing his own comments.

"I drove a helicopter to idling over Las Vegas last week, and it has become a dead city. Apart from mutant creatures, there are no traces of human activities."

"I think those monsters are nothing. The biggest problem is water shortage. The whole country is in chaos, the water supply system is completely stopped, there is no artificial rainfall, and many plants are thirsty. Even the rattlesnakes in the desert are dried into flesh. If this continues, everything will be over."

"Can we win this war? I really don't understand why we need to restrict the use of weapons? Why not use nuclear bombs directly on those monsters? I don't understand the so-called "strategy" of generals and big names. I only know that all my family is dead, and I have to avenge them. How much can I kill is best, and it's best not to let anyone go."

Su Hao was not involved in the discussion. He drank quietly and played the role of a listener.

After all, this is another country. Different languages, different ideologies, and different understandings and views on things are different.

As early as two years ago, Su Hao sent hundreds of "worker bees" to the United States. According to the latest news, they have developed a certain scale of "bee colony". Of course, compared with the "bee colony" in China and the neighboring countries in the south, the "worker bees" far away in North America are sparse in the number and the spread range is not very large.

However, as long as there is enough time, everything is possible.

Almost as the delegation boarded the plane and headed to the United Nations temporary headquarters in Nevada, a document issued by the General Administration Headquarters was also placed on the desk of the Military Chairman Zhao Zhikai.

The lights in the room are bright. Although it is summer, the fire in the office is burning with a strong fire. The raging flames keep making slight "crackling" sounds, swaying and rising in the violent high temperature, as if a excited elf who has been imprisoned for a long time and has finally been temporarily released.

Zhao Zhikai doesn't like summer and rarely goes out in this season. Long before the outbreak of the virus, the greenhouse effect had already turned the capital area into a natural stove in summer. Going out at a high temperature of more than 40 degrees is simply a torture. Zhao Zhikai attaches great importance to his image. He never wears military shorts, nor does he have the habit of wearing sandals. In his opinion, things like sweatshirts and short jackets cannot be regarded as clothes at all, but are uneducated and have no basic shape of a bad guy in appearance. Therefore, even at the hottest time, Zhao Zhikai always stays in a room equipped with air conditioning, sitting upright in a general uniform.

Especially in private offices, he always lowers the room temperature of the air conditioner very low, then lit the fireplace to neutralize the temperature of the hot and cold temperatures to achieve the most suitable connection point.

In this environment, those who walk into the room from outside will first feel the slight cold coming to their faces, and then the warmth of mutual integration will also gather on the majestic military chairman, creating instinctive fear and respect.

This is a document specifically targeting Su Hao. According to the Comprehensive Administrative Headquarters, the 505 Army has not been equipped with deputy positions since its establishment, nor has it set up a chief of staff, logistics quarantine officer, military law chief, and a series of related senior management personnel. This approach is undoubtedly wrong and will cause a series of chaos and problems in the logistics management affairs of the Group Army. To this end, the Comprehensive Administrative Headquarters proposed a complete management team and asked the Military Department to review the reporting personnel listed in the document and approve the latest personnel appointment of the 505 Group.

The document itself is just a replay of the old tune. From Zhao Zhikai's perspective, it is naturally not difficult to see that this is still Sun Zhan's actual action of controlling his desire for 505 Group. The elderly old bureaucrat's yearning for power was extremely strong, and even Zhao Zhikai was quite moved by his persistence and stubbornness.

In the eyes of the military headquarters and all those who are familiar with the inside story, the 505 Army is a bottomless abyss. No matter how much personnel and equipment is invested, it cannot change the current situation in the new Guiyang area. Su Hao is a bold and arrogant man. Although he does not have direct and tough orders to resist, he always fights against various methods, making the various regulations of the military headquarters unable to be implemented smoothly. This guy is very bold, and even directly attacks and kills officials appointed by superiors. However, he does not put such problems on the surface, and always does it privately, and maintains a certain degree of separation from the military headquarters.

Zhao Zhikai also installed people beside Sun Zhan. A few days ago, when the document was still being planned and revised, Zhao Zhikai already knew that such a thing would be sent for him to review. He could only sneer.

The list of delegations to attend the meeting at the United Nations Headquarters was selected by the General Administration Headquarters. In addition to meeting the candidates proposed by all parties, Sun Zhan certainly would not forget to appoint his confidants. A few months ago, Zhao Zhikai was surprised that Su Hao's name appeared on the list. He didn't understand why Sun Zhan gave Su Hao such an opportunity for nothing?

You know, going to the United Nations to attend the General Assembly is not as simple as the honor on the surface, and there is another crucial factor.

Sun Zhan’s statement was reasonable. He claimed that Su Hao was the first discoverer of Yinbo, and this honor must be won back by himself. In the face of logical and high-sounding reasons, Zhao Zhikai could not object and could only acquiesce.

It seems that Sun Zhan's old fox still has not given up. His ultimate goal is still the 505th Army. From selecting Su Hao to join the delegation to the document in front of him, it is enough to show his sinister intentions.

Su Hao is the core of the entire army and the highest commander in the new Guiyang area. Although he doesn't quite understand what level of reinforcement he is? There is no doubt that this guy must be Wang Qinian's test subject. Otherwise, he would not have strong power and gain the upper hand in the duels, and he would easily get the most out of the fallen army officers.

Through the texts on the document, it is not difficult for Zhao Zhikai to see Sun Zhan's plan - as long as Su Hao is transferred, the 505th Army will be hollow. This is Su Hao's own negligence. He only asked the military headquarters for specific positions of ten new divisions, but did not set up positions as deputy positions of the army, chief of staff and others. This is of course important for monopolizing power, but it is easy to create a power vacuum. Especially now, Su Hao and the delegation are heading to Nevada, the United States. Of course, he will leave a successor when he leaves, but no matter who the person who manages the power, there is not enough weight.

After all, the official appointed by the military headquarters and the "Agent X Chief" appointed by Su Hao are simply two different concepts.

The documents listed had hundreds of names, covering all administrative and military departments from top to bottom. It can be seen that Sun Zhan made great plans in this move. He obviously wanted to take advantage of Su Hao's absence to completely occupy all the management departments of the 505th Army with his confidants and confidants. Once the core of the army was stabilized, there would be enough excuses and opportunities to get involved in the combat troops below.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhikai smiled faintly, and a swear word that he never said in an empty opening came out of his mouth.

"This shameless old bastard, I think everyone is a brainless fool."

Even though he was scolding, Zhao Zhikai had no idea of ​​stopping Sun Zhan's plan. He took out a fountain pen with exquisite workmanship from his chest pocket and signed the word "Agree" fluently just below the document.

Zhao Zhikai didn't like Sun Zhan, but he had no good feelings for Su Hao. Although he had a good personal relationship with Wang Qinian, Su Hao had repeatedly opposed the military headquarters, which had left Zhao Zhikai with an extremely bad impression. Especially in Zhao Zhikai's opinion, a mere civilian became the commander of the army in just two years. To be honest, he really wanted to take Su Hao, a general who was inconsistent with his name, and throw Su Hao into a corner to a corner and become moldy and smelly. But the problem is here, Su Hao can always escape danger at the critical moment and gain strong position with various incredible means. Moreover, he cannot object with normal reasons, so he can only be forced to admit the reality.

If Sun Zhan’s plan really succeeded and brought Su Hao off the position of commander of the group army, Zhao Zhikai would of course be happy to see this ending.

Thinking about it now, Sun Zhan is indeed a bad intention. No wonder he kept silent about Su Hao leading hundreds of his subordinates to the delegation, and even offered to send a few more planes to the delegation. After all, those who are qualified to be selected by Su Hao must be his confidants. The more these people leave, the weaker the control over the 505th Army. At this time, Sun Zhan sent a large number of managers to receive their goals, and it would naturally be easier to achieve his goal.

It is not easy to appoint a full group of senior management. This requires half of the members of the Military Commission to approve it. On the last page of the document, Zhao Zhikai saw the names of the officials he was familiar with. Among them, it includes the name of Yuan Zhicheng, the commander-in-chief of the Northern War Zone.

Zhao Zhikai smiled again.

Just like what he thought, Yuan Zhicheng, an old bastard, was also involved. There is no doubt that they are the real behind-the-scenes commanders of the 505th Army.

Why should we oppose such an interesting thing?

However, Zhao Zhikai also has his own ideas.

He was not optimistic about Sun Zhan's action. He vaguely felt that he would still fail completely like the previous few times.

That's right, Su Hao is indeed far away in the United States.

But who can guarantee that he will not leave enough backhand as a precaution before leaving?

Zhao Zhikai is also a smart person. He only signed the word "Agree" on the document, but did not leave his name.

The plan to join Sun Zhan is going well, and he is also bound to have any benefits. At least, he can restore the right to order the 505th Army.

If you fail, you will not suffer any loss to yourself. Even if Su Hao really makes trouble to the military headquarters and makes the matter big, Zhao Zhikai is absolutely sure to stay out of the matter.

When cranes and clams fight, the fisherman is the one who ultimately makes a profit.

Base City, Nevada, USA.

In the early morning, as the electronic alarm clock in the room sounded awake, Su Hao woke up from his deep sleep. After a simple wash, he, dressed neatly, pushed open the door and walked through the empty corridor. When he arrived at the restaurant as indicated by the road sign, hundreds of accompanying guards had gathered behind him.

The female receptionist is an ordinary-looking lieutenant. Because she is too young, the freckles on her face have not faded, but her figure is extremely convex. Especially the ratio of her chest and buttocks to her waist is simply amazing. If you ignore your face and look at your back, it can indeed arouse the most primitive human desires.

In the corner south of the restaurant, Su Hao saw Colonel Stewart. This middle-aged man was indeed not suitable for serving as a receptionist. His interest in food was obviously much better than his interpersonal duties. Behind the large amount of steam emitted by the food, he was stooping a piece of meat sausage into his mouth, and there were several clean dishes in front of him, as well as a large plate of neatly placed bread, and a sliced ​​enema stacked on it, stacking nearly ten centimeters high.

Su Hao waved to the guards following behind him, signaling them to spread around and walked straight to Stewart's dining table to sit down.

“You have a good appetite.”

When Su Hao sat down, a restaurant waiter had already come over to ask him what he wanted. After ordering a few randomly on the menu, Su Hao began to shift the topic to the colonel: "This is the first time I have seen a guy like you who can have breakfast."

Stewart stuffed a freshly peeled egg into his mouth and replied vaguely: "If you don't eat enough now, you will probably be hungry at noon."

"Oh why?"

"This is the advice given to me by the officials who served as receptionist during the conference last year."

Stewart picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip, swallowing the food open, and said unhappily: "From the first conference after the outbreak of the virus, this year it has been the third session. Every conference is noisy like a vegetable market, and big people are quarreling in the venue for various issues. Throwing tables and benches and other things are endless. The chaos often lasts for a long time, and the restaurant has to postpone the opening hours, and we can only watch hungry when we are by the side."

The waiter quickly brought breakfast to Su Hao. He picked up the fried eggs with chopsticks and placed them on the surface of a piece of bread. While continuing to place the fried meat, Su Hao continued his unfinished conversation: "You can bring some food with you, such as sandwiches, or military rations, etc."

"No, no, no, you don't understand."

Stewart raised his fingers and shook his fingers back and forth, saying mysteriously: "Do you think I took the initiative to take on this damn position? According to convention, receptionists can enjoy the same food specifications as the attendees during the conference. This opportunity is not often available. Now the supply of supplies is tight, bacon and fruit are more precious than gold for civilians, and the ration of fat and cheese was suspended two years ago. Last year, I only ate eggs six times. Under normal circumstances, I would lead the troops to defend the area outside the base city, and the food supplies are mostly bacon and shredded bread. For eggs, cream, and juicy fried chicken and meat sauce, chocolate cakes and spaghetti, even if the reception task is boring, I will admit it."

This logical explanation made Su Hao feel silenced and shook his hair and laughed.

At this time, more than a dozen serious-faced men and women walked into the restaurant and sat down at several other empty tables. Their clothes were very solemn, and they were wearing the unique sun logo of Japan on their chests.

While drinking coffee, Su Hao looked at the people sitting diagonally opposite him.

He didn't sleep well last night, and the corridor outside was noisy and didn't fall asleep slowly until after midnight.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the accommodation areas of the delegations of China and Japan were arranged together. The Japanese delegation who arrived later expressed serious protests against this. The group of people had been making trouble until very late and the base did not respond. It is conceivable that anger and resentment are certain.

Colonel Stewart turned around, glanced at the Japanese people isolated by steam, then turned around and smiled at Su Hao: "Hey you're in big trouble."

Su Hao raised his head, not quite understanding.

"I've read your information and you found the silver bones. Is that true?"

Before Su Hao could answer, the colonel had handed over a cigarette, lit one for him, and slowly smoked: "The name of Silver Bone Discoverer is very valuable. It is said that the Japanese protested against it, believing that this honor should belong to them. Haha, don't say I didn't remind you, it's best to eat more now, and wait in the venue to have enough strength to talk to those guys."

“Is it that exaggerated?”

"This is a hell of a world. We can get everything for the sake of power and profit."

Stewart said seriously: "Although you are a general, you don't have the annoying things about big guys. I don't want to see you being suppressed by those bastards in the venue. You have to be tougher to get the treatment you deserve."
Chapter completed!