Gris hurried to the designated conference room, and after getting permission from his commander, he sat behind a long table in front of several generals.

The slender female soldier brought a retro-looking communication device.

An old general made a silent gesture.

A projection screen popped up in front of Gris, showing a familiar figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The slightly ferocious silver-white exoskeleton armor and the newly replaced light white tactical helmet with red insect prints are naturally the first line of white ghosts in the Bagua District of the Sherman Empire today.

The starry sky outside the screen made Gris feel slightly familiar.

This is a live interaction, and the title of the live broadcast room is ‘Captain Gris of the Special Forces comes in to chat’.

The live broadcast did not restrict the entry and exit of the audience, but because it was not a live broadcast of insecticide, the number of people in the live broadcast was not exaggerated.

It's just like an ordinary Sherman's top entertainment star.

When Gris came over, he saw the technical team fighting in the hall. They obviously wanted to locate the white ghost through live broadcast, but they had tried this many times, but to no avail.

"Ahem," Gris cleared his throat and said slowly, "I'm here."

‘White Ghost’ Yang Luo turned around, stared at Gris behind his helmet, and said slowly:

"A few minutes later than I thought."

/The base is very big, and we have to abide by the discipline. I have to run from a distant place to a place where I can connect with you." Gres said in a gentle tone, "Do we need to change the way we chat? There are so many people.

Look, some confidential information can easily be leaked."

"I think there are no real secrets," Yang said. "There are only things that can be explained to the public and things that cannot be explained to the public."

Gris felt the aggressiveness of the white ghost.

The experienced Captain Gris naturally understands that now he has entered a battle for the initiative in negotiations, and he must not be led by the white ghost.

"Why are you looking for me suddenly?"

Gris smiled and said: "Of course, I think I may have a little bit of personal charm, and we worked together to kill a swarm of insects."

Yang Luo smiled and said: "Yes, you played a vital role on the way."

"Oh, are you mocking me?"

Gris made an exaggerated expression:

"As an ordinary enhanced warrior, there is no comparison between me and you, a special transformer who is one in a million, or even only two in the galaxy."

"But we know your true identity, White Ghost."

Several old generals looked at each other.

Is Gris starting to cheat?

This strategy is really good.

Yang Luo smiled and said: "Does my existence violate the laws of the empire? You can't find my whereabouts."

"So, you don't even care about your own family?" Gris asked in a deep voice.

Yang Luo said calmly: "Will a powerful empire use the safety of my family to anger me? I doubt it."

The topic has reached a dead end.

Gris took the initiative to slow down his tone: "You are not looking for me today to kill insects. Do you want to negotiate with us? In other words, you feel the pressure from your superior life form and want to win the empire.

Support, rather than become an enemy of the Empire?”

"The Empire and I have never been enemies," Yang Luo's voice gradually deepened, "I just want to protect the glory of the Emperor Star in my own way."

"Why?" Gris' smile gradually faded.

"Because I feel very unhappy with the current empire," Yang Luo said calmly, it's that simple.

Gris' eyes became sharper: "Is it because the empire abandoned you?"

"If you have confirmed my identity, there is no need to test like this," Yang Luo said slowly, "On the contrary, it is you, Captain Gris. If I guessed correctly, you are already investigating the survivors who came off the test ship.

,Is it right?"

"Yes, this kind of thing is not difficult to guess," said Grace. "I have to say that that lady helped us a lot in finding out who you are."

Yang Luo fell silent.

Gris smiled and asked: "So, you are also here to test our reaction?"

"Well," Yang Luo said, "To be honest, I am a little uneasy and confused now. I understand the empire's behavior. The military will not allow uncontrollable forces to exist within the empire. Of course, I understand this, because freedom

Strength can protect people, but it can also be turned into a sharp knife to kill people."

Gris raised his eyebrows.

The white ghost is releasing kindness?

Gris asked: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to do anything," Yang Luo said, "I just want to see where your investigation has gone. If possible, don't disturb my family. They have nothing to do with this matter."

Gris was silent for a few seconds, deliberately showing a bitter smile:

"Although I really want to promise you, I am just a captain, a combatant from the special forces, and I don't have much say in the military system."

"Of course, I'm not complaining, I'm just stating a fact."

"White Ghost, I admire you very much. You investigated and exposed the New Federation's insect burial plan, saving the lives of countless people in the empire. You saved Zubin. If it weren't for your pressure from public opinion, maybe that planet would be

Another situation."

The generals opposite him looked unkind.

Gris immediately changed his words:

"But you have to understand, White Ghost, as a member of the empire, we should dedicate everything to this country."

"Whether it is for the purpose of protecting your family, or to make better use of your power and play more roles, you should take the initiative to find us."

"I know that some people in the Empire have failed you and abandoned you in the dark and dirty Cole Harbor Prison. They have taken the wrong approach towards you, but you have always insisted on safeguarding the honor of the Empire and the people of the Empire.

Decent, I actually admire you."

"Come here, you know where our station is."

"Although I can't make many promises to you, Captain, with your current influence on the country, they will definitely use you for political propaganda."

"Gris!"

A general frowned and interrupted Captain Gris.

The captain shrugged, and the live broadcast connection was forcibly cut off by the operator on the side.

"Captain Gris! Your words have had an adverse impact on the image of the army!"

"Sorry," Gris leaned back in his chair, "but I really want to persuade him to join us, General. Maybe I have already persuaded him."

"Gris, have you investigated anything?"

"Oh," Gris smiled, "hasn't my commander reported it yet?"

The female elder on the side looked embarrassed and whispered: "I always have to verify whether the information is accurate before reporting it to the generals."

"Then it's not my fault."

Gris stood up and said sincerely:

1/I hope that after reading this investigation report that I helped the commander complete, the generals can give White Phantom a certain amount of understanding and sympathy.

"If the information is correct, he was once an officer of the empire, served on the Kilgrove test ship, worked diligently for the empire, and tried his best to bring him back to the empire, but in the end, what he got was the abandonment of the empire.

And the relentless bombardment by the Imperial Dreadnoughts."

"If it were me, I would also feel resentful towards the empire."

"But after he gained this power, he did not take crazy revenge on us like the Valkyrie, nor did he switch to other countries to easily gain wealth and fame. Instead, he chose to protect the glory of the Emperor Star in his own way."

"I admire this young man very much."

"If you can, if you really respect the opinion of a veteran who has officially served in the special forces for nearly two decades, please send him a signal of goodwill."

"He will become the brightest new star of the special forces."

After saying this, Gris gave a military salute, turned around and walked out of the conference room.

He actually understands that no matter what he says or does, there is a high probability that he will not be able to change the behavior of the military's upper echelons.

But, what if.

Isn't this still a little unlikely?

Gris stood in front of the building, looking up at the sky made of metal structures, and thought of several pictures in the investigation report.

Captain Hanton.

Hope you are lucky.

"well."
To be continued...