Chapter 149 The Final Ultimatum

Upon hearing her voice, Lu Jin didn't react much, and the other person didn't seem to care either, simply continuing, "Give me some terminal access. I know you have it; Yu Yu must have granted you some before he left."

The other party laughed and said, "No problem, but we'll have to exchange it for something else."

No one knows exactly what kind of deal they made, but Sheehan did obtain terminal access to the Operations Department.

Ten minutes later, Gore brought over some new stuff, which included all sorts of atrocities Los Angeles had committed in the last twenty years—assassinating council members, burying infected alive, failing to report extermination operations, and privately raising forbidden objects, etc. The information was thrown over like a pile of unwanted old toys; that bastard always manages to get some inside stories.

Sheen delegated control to Lu Jin, and the two decided to edit together—it was going to be a fucking high-class piece.

Soon, a video exposing corruption within the Los Angeles Euubs jurisdiction was produced—in less than ten minutes; these days, having some technological expertise makes things quick—they imported a lot of diverse materials. I had originally considered taking a dig at the entire Americas branch, but then decided against it; anyway, the subject matter was creepy enough.

Midway through, Lu Jin suddenly asked, "He's still your former employer, what grudge do you hold against him?"

She just smiled, opened a new box of hallucinogenic drugs, poured it directly into her mouth, and replied, "None of your business."

"Great, that's awesome, bro."

He just assumed he was drunk and that he was actually concerned about the past of a crazy woman.

The piece of music isn't long; the video's content is more important than its style—she incorporated terrifying events she knew about but had never been able to reveal before. As she began working on it, she suddenly realized that she had always remembered those nightmares, so many deaths, so many tragedies happening around her, yet no one noticed.

She included those innocent deaths and those who should have died long ago—and cleverly incorporated the events of the Los Angeles massacre, which they would eventually discover anyway—those heroic sacrifices, those nobles cowering under the throne, who deserved to be discovered by the world.

Sheen had seen far too many things like this in her life. She had tried to get an explanation... to explain to those higher-ups how cruel these devils were... but it was no use. People usually just glance at it and then throw the file into the recycle bin, press the delete button, or simply block it. For the sake of all humanity, isn't it? So your deaths are necessary, nothing more than a stumble in the long journey of life.

—This video was sent directly to the terminal databases of all branches across the United States. The moment it was successfully received, the entire American Congress was in an uproar. Countless high-ranking officials stared wide-eyed, asking their subordinates what the hell this was. They may have tolerated the deaths, but that did not mean they could accept someone putting negative news on the table like this.

Less than a minute later, the technical department quickly initiated the shutdown procedure, but to no avail—half an hour after the information was leaked, the senior executive in Los Angeles died.

As someone who has long controlled the flow of forbidden items, that important figure is even a core member of the council's internal trials. He is by no means a low-life who can be killed at will.

But he did ascend to heaven, and the video of his death was also sent over.

He died a very tragic death; before and since, probably no other high-ranking member of the parliament has died in such a despicable manner.

The funny thing is that the perpetrator worked at the Los Angeles branch, and he didn't even take action when the man was negligent, such as turning on his terminal or escaping to the New York Fortress—he just shoved the grenade into the poor guy's mouth after watching the video.

After killing the person in charge, this "hero" destroyed all defense permissions and activated all the missiles stored in the armed forces' bases—a total of 327 missiles. The target was set as the deliberation hall of the New York City Council, and after confirming that it was the right place, he just threw them there.

Fearing those idiots would realize what was happening, he turned up the maximum power of the satellite railgun controlled by Los Angeles before committing suicide by swallowing a bullet, setting the firing authority to indiscriminate range.

This included 123 radioactive virus missiles, 30 miniaturized thermobaric bombs, 50 self-destructing time bombs, and 38 forbidden substance suppression missiles; all the weapons of war roared out of the orbit.

The destructive power that erupted in that instant was so great that the entire missile base trembled. Even the most remote areas of Los Angeles could see the towering flames that shot into the sky. The flames turned the entire sky crimson, a color that was both artistic and dazzling.

It's unknown what the top officials of the New York City Council are doing or thinking at this moment, whether they find it absurd, or whether they have prepared any defensive measures, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Even the most powerful defense system couldn't withstand such a continuous bombardment. The intelligence station at Los Angeles headquarters and the residences of the responsible personnel were completely reduced to ashes in just thirty seconds, and even the artificial lake in the central area, intended for viewing, was turned into ruins.

The parliamentary headquarters first activated the forbidden objects that could be spatially transferred, sending them in one by one according to their level—of course, no one objected. With the current tense situation, who the hell would dare to be the first to stick their neck out? They'd probably be shot on the spot.

The high-ranking members who had reached the safe zone first immediately held an emergency meeting to discuss the next steps—who knew those idiots would self-destruct after being exposed? This mess not only had a huge impact on all Euubs branches in the Americas, but the citizens who had noticed something amiss were already preparing to revolt. Some civilian hackers had even managed to gain access and posted all the footage of the missile attack on the forums—damn it…damn it, where did these cyber experts come from? If we find them, we'll definitely kill their whole families, damn it… At this moment, all the surviving members of the council had a pained expression on their faces, as if they had swallowed a fly. They were even considering whether to have another massacre.

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