boyutpedia Chapter 262 Sima Zhao's Intentions
Chapter 262 Sima Zhao's Intentions
The communication was established very quickly.
There was no image on the screen, only a series of waveforms from an encrypted frequency band jumping around.
"This is the North American Joint Emergency Command Center."
The moment the connection was established, a voice came from the other end, speaking in English with a heavy official tone.
"Please verify your identity."
Lin Fan didn't speak, but glanced at Mark.
Mark understood immediately and pressed the answer button on the communicator.
"Umbrella Corporation, Raccoon City branch, what brings you here?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
Then a new voice broke in, speaking quickly, with a tone that Lin Fan recognized very well…
arrogant!
And it's the most American kind of arrogance.
"I am Greg, the federal government representative."
We have noted that you have established a considerable amount of defense infrastructure in Raccoon City. In light of the current state of emergency, we request that you open your communication channels, share defense technology data, and accept unified command from the federal government.
Require?
It's not a request, it's not a discussion.
It is a requirement.
Even Mark, a local, had a complicated expression after hearing this.
He turned to look at Lin Fan with a speechless expression.
Lin Fan sat in the chair, and after hearing these words, the expression on his face changed from "somewhat interested" to "not very interested".
"Mark, my English isn't very good. Did he just say 'requirements'?"
"Yes, boss."
"Oh." Lin Fan nodded. "Then it's nothing. Tell them for me... get lost."
mark:"……"
Okay.
This guy really doesn't give you any face at all!
However, before Mark could speak, Greg's voice rose from the other end of the communicator: "What did you say?"
This time, Lin Fan spoke up himself. Although his English had an accent, every word was clear.
"Mr. Ge, please get one thing straight."
You contacted me using an unencrypted channel; I didn't contact you first.
You're telling me your 'requirements'?
The other side remained silent.
Lin Fan leaned back in his chair, his tone extremely calm.
"If that's your attitude, then I don't think we have anything to talk about. Mark, cut off the communication."
"etc!"
A chaotic sound came from the communicator, as if people were fighting over the microphone.
Then a woman's voice was heard saying:
"Sir, please wait a moment. I am Monica, the acting administrator of the Federal Emergency Management Agency. My colleague used inappropriate language just now, and I apologize on his behalf."
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. Why is a woman in charge here?
"Ms. Monica?"
"Yes."
"Alright then, I've always respected women. You have thirty seconds, please begin your performance."
After a brief silence on the communication channel upon hearing this, Monica quickly replied:
"We know what you did in Raccoon City."
Your spore defenses, your troops, your biotechnology... we know all about them.
And we're not here to order you around; we're here to seek cooperation.
Lin Fan smiled slightly, his tone softening a bit.
"That sounds like something a human would say."
On the other end of the communicator, Greg was speechless and turned ashen-faced, but Harrison shoved him into a chair.
Monica, holding the microphone, continued:
"Currently, we have seventeen senior officials and approximately 12,000 military personnel stationed at Cheyenne Mountain base."
Our supplies can last for a while, but we lack effective means to combat the infected.
"So you want me to help you?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Lin Fan nodded.
As soon as those two words were uttered, several people on Xia Yanshan's side breathed a sigh of relief.
But his next words made everyone on the other side hold their breath again.
"But I have conditions."
"Please speak."
Lin Fan thought for a moment and said:
First, supplies.
Please send me a list of strategic reserves for each of your bases, including ammunition, medical supplies, food, fuel, and all other categories.
I'll pick out what I need, and you're responsible for shipping it to Raccoon City.
Monica didn't hesitate: "We can discuss it."
Chatting with smart people is so relaxing, Lin Fan nodded and continued:
Second, personnel.
"From your twelve thousand men, select those who are physically fit and send them to Raccoon City to be under my command."
This caused a few seconds of silence on the other end, but Monica still replied: "In principle, we can talk."
These hawks are truly willing to do anything to survive.
However, this was fine, and Lin Fan immediately made one last request.
"third……"
He paused for a moment.
"I need you to provide the actual locations of all nuclear facilities."
This includes the precise coordinates and current status of decommissioned nuclear warheads, active strategic nuclear weapons, and all nuclear power plants.
As he spoke, a sudden burst of noise erupted from the other end of the communicator, as if someone had pressed the wrong volume button.
"Are you crazy?!"
That guy named Greg shouted it out almost at that moment, drowning out everyone else on the other side.
"Information about nuclear facilities is a top state secret! What right do you, a foreigner, have to...?"
"Greg!"
Harrison lowered his voice and stopped him.
But Greg just wouldn't stop:
"Harrison, did you hear what he said?"
He wants our nuclear weapons information! That's treason!
Anyone who hands over these things will be charged with treason!
The arguing on the communicator lasted for about ten seconds.
Lin Fan remained silent until the other side quieted down, at which point he slowly began to speak.
"Gentlemen, why don't you discuss this some more? I have plenty of time anyway."
"I'm not afraid to tell you, I want the coordinates of your nuclear facilities, not your nuclear missile launch codes. I don't plan to use your nuclear weapons; those things are useless against infected."
"Then what do you need the coordinates for?" Monica asked curiously after hearing him say that.
"Based on my guess, your nuclear power plant is probably already in a state of neglect and unattended operation, right?"
The moment those words were spoken, the argument on the other end stopped abruptly.
It's not that they hadn't thought of this, it's just that no one was willing to think about it, or rather, no one dared to think about it.
Lin Fan continued:
"If I remember correctly, your United States has fifty-four nuclear power plants throughout the country, right?"
"Given the current situation, how many nuclear reactors do you think are still being maintained? Or how many are simply waiting to leak nuclear material?"
This culture, which strikes at the very soul, immediately silenced the communication channel.
No one answered his question.
"I guess you don't know either. Because your intelligence network has been cut off."
Lin Fan's tone was not sarcastic; it was as if he were stating a fact.
"I'm not a good student, but I know that a nuclear power plant might be fine for a short time if it loses maintenance, but in the long run... it will definitely be a problem."
"Of course, this is assuming it is not destroyed."
His words may sound alarmist, but they could also be true.
At this moment, only heavy breathing could be heard through the communicator.
"So I need these coordinates to assess the risks."
If any nuclear power plant is already in a critical state, I need to know in advance so I can avoid it.
Otherwise, no matter how strong my spore defenses are, a nuclear leak would render everything useless.
Is this reason... reasonable?
reasonable.
That's perfectly reasonable.
But could he really be that kind?
At this moment, Lin Fan's intentions were crystal clear to the group of people opposite him.
But even if you know, what can you do?
Faced with reality, they...
While everyone remained silent, Greg suddenly spoke up:
"Impossible, don't even think about it."
Even if what you say makes sense, I can't give you all the information about nuclear facilities.
We can provide the coordinates of the nuclear power plant, but the location of the nuclear weapons storage...
"Mr. Ge, you're quite the show-off."
Before the other person could finish speaking, Lin Fan interrupted,
"I said, that includes all nuclear facilities."
I also need to know the location of nuclear weapons, for the same reason as with nuclear power plants.
If an unguarded nuclear warhead falls into an area controlled by infected individuals, it's not just a nuclear leak; it's a ticking time bomb.
Lin Fan's words silenced the entire conference room across the room.
General Burns slowly began to speak:
"He has a point. We've already lost control of most of our nuclear arsenal. If those infected individuals were to use nuclear weapons..."
He didn't continue.
But everyone's face paled at the thought of the consequences.
However, Greg remained adamant: "No. Nuclear weapons information is the bottom line; it must not be handed over to a foreigner."
Monica looked at Greg, her voice flat: "Greg, you're holding onto this bottom line, but what do you plan to use to deal with those monsters outside? Your bottom line?"
"you--"
"Enough." Harrison slammed his hand on the table and looked at the communicator. "Mr. Lin, we've heard your conditions. We'll discuss it internally and then give you a reply."
Lin Fan nodded without any surprise.
"No problem, you can discuss it slowly, I'm not in a hurry."
However, I must remind you of one thing... time is not on your side.
After he finished speaking, he made a gesture to Mark.
Communication was cut off.
The command center fell silent.
Mark looked at Lin Fan, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
Ask whatever you want.
"Boss, do you really need information about their nuclear facilities? Or is it...?"
What do you think?
Lin Fan picked up a bottle of water from the table, unscrewed it, and took a sip.
"The coordinates of the nuclear power plant are indeed important; that's not a lie. But the location of the nuclear weapons..."
He didn't continue.
Lin Jianguo stood to the side, arms crossed, expressionless.
But his eyes showed that he had fully understood his son's intentions.
nuclear weapon.
In the apocalypse, whoever controls nuclear weapons will have ultimate power.
Even without using it, the mere fact that it "exists" is enough to make any power feel inferior at the negotiating table.
"They won't agree. At least not this time," Lin Jianguo said.
"I know."
Lin Fan put the water bottle down.
"The first negotiation wasn't expected to succeed anyway. But the seed has been planted, let them deal with the headaches themselves. Especially if the situation outside worsens further..."