Major Amoros burst into tears when he was pulled out of the crowd, although he had no idea that he was about to be miraculously released.
After being captured, he was severely repaired by Captain Cupata and the others, but the beating was not too bad. After all, Captain Cupper and the others had more important things to do, which was to please Count Togram. New master.
But after returning to the base on Lake Superior, the moment the ordinary pirates who had just come out of the cell appeared in front of him wearing orange prison uniforms, Major Amoros immediately fell into hell.
It was a miracle that he was still alive when Orgren Knight appeared, thanks to the fact that the situation in the air outside the base developed quickly enough.
Knight Ogren dragged the major out of the base on foot in his armor, wondering anxiously in his heart that this guy who was beaten so hard that he could barely walk didn't know if he could hold on until he handed him over to the natives as a gift to prove his sincerity.
Then the two people met a group of combat military police who came by car to conduct reconnaissance at the gate of the base.
"The Earl of Togram has now decided to agree to your negotiation requirements." Knight Ogren tried every means to force Major Amoros to recite this sentence in Highland language along the way, and he basically achieved his goal.
At this moment, when he saw a group of military police jumping out of the car and scattering to various shelters on the roadside, they immediately stopped, pushed the major forward, and repeated this sentence again.
"Don't shoot, it's me, Lieutenant Commander Amoros." The Major took a few steps forward in confusion before he remembered what he should do.
"Lord Count Togram has now decided to agree to your negotiation requirements." Knight Ogren repeated this sentence behind the major's back.
Even if the message was brought, Knight Ogren had no intention of moving forward unless someone answered him in Highlander. He wasn't sure what the weapon that could destroy the shield looked like, but he definitely didn't want to encounter it here.
"What's the message in that sentence? Major." The two soldiers carefully moved over to greet the major.
The major took a moment to understand what they were asking, "Yes, it should be, are you filming? You need to take a clearer picture."
"Keep filming, sir."
"That's good." The major finally relaxed completely and forgot the sentence he had recited for a moment.
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The video of Orgren Knight repeating this sentence repeatedly was quickly sent to Navy Captain Lisa Perot, of course, she only needed to confirm it.
Although the experts at the Lake Superior base cannot sit in their offices now, they are not unable to translate such a short sentence, and the command center is issuing translation machines.
The diplomatic corps composed of junior officers has now been reduced to two vehicles and three people, with Lisa, the highest ranking officer, becoming the commander.
It turned out that the Air Force captain who was riding with Lisa was left at Wolfsburg Airport to coordinate the rescue operation. Even the giant stars and stripes he hung on the Humvee were put back on the V22 and Lisa replaced them with two normal-sized ones.
The three people in two cars first left Wolfsburg Airport in a tilt-rotor aircraft, transferred to a Globemaster C17 at a nearby airport, and then flew straight to Lake Superior, but they didn't know whether or where they should land. They could only be on standby in the air, until now they finally had a clear mission.
"Captain, you go to Lake Superior immediately and convey a clear message to the alien count. An armistice must be reached before negotiations can begin. In other words, their ship in Boston must stop all piracy."
In the video call from the joint command center, the old colonel gave Lisa a big mission.
"Yes, sir." Lisa replied neatly. The task seems simple.
It's just a negotiation condition. She is not responsible for whether it succeeds or not, but are you talking about Boston? Fortunately, my father wasn't there, and I hoped that the small apartment I just left this morning wouldn't suffer.
"Be careful not to overstimulate those guys. The official delegation will be arriving in a few hours."
"Formal delegation?"
"Yes, we are not sure yet whether it is a civilian delegation from the government of country A or an international coalition of diplomatic attachés," the colonel in the video also expressed helplessness. "The point of disagreement is whether this is an alien attack on Earth or just an attack on Country A."
In fact, at the same time that the Orgren Knights set off to convey their willingness to negotiate, the air power controlled by the Joint Command Center was finally stretched.
The last few F16s symbolically strafed the surface of the asteroid with their 20mm cannons and then had to withdraw from the attack and return home.
The North American Aerospace Defense Command had to start thinking about what weapons to use to deal with the asteroid next, because judging from the current situation, if the asteroid is not dealt with, no weapon can hit the other spacecraft hiding behind it.
If Su Qin and the others were here now, they would tell the joint command center that this is basically impossible unless the asteroid is blown to pieces.
The core of the spacecraft cannot be destroyed, as the big fireball on Salter proves.
Although Baron Heaton is ready to push it outside the city's protective shield at any time, the big fireball may become the permanent artificial sun of Salt Planet.
The Joint Command Center also seemed to really want to blow up the asteroid piecemeal. Their opinion was to send ground forces and use ground artillery fire to attack.
The North American Aerospace Defense Command has expressed cautious support for this. It is not their business anyway. It has been an extraordinary operation for the North American Aerospace Defense Command to acquire a batch of fighter jets and attach heavy-duty rockets for both air and ground purposes.
You must know that the main areas under their jurisdiction are surface-to-air missiles and radars. If they continue to develop in that direction, the Strategic Air Force may need to dispatch the B52 Stratofortress next time. This is really beyond the scope of business.
No matter what the next step is, it will still take time to mobilize the troops. The joint command center discovered with dismay that if the enemy ship's protective shield can recover on its own as the intelligence said, this wave of attacks may be in vain.
At this time, the other party's sudden request for negotiation is really good news. At least in a short period of time, the target will not be running around.
The robbers took away every piece of meat on the chopping board, the freshly baked bread that was not yet cool, the last few bottles of wine in the wine cabinet, and even the opened bags of flour, but they did not bother to find the wine cellar. Cold storage and storage rooms.
But as government officials and local Internet celebrities on TV news and the Internet pointed out in unison that Boston was invaded by aliens today, the streets immediately became more lively.
Wave after wave of reporters and people who wanted to be Internet celebrities rushed towards the location where the Invasion landed, mixed in with several groups of people holding banners and having various demands.
