Black Book

Chapter 160 The advantage is mine!

After briefly introducing the rules of the competition, Wang Hua changed the subject.

"Currently, the ratio of our forces to the enemy is 6:4. We are at a disadvantage."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao felt inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, it's not me who died...

If you set a flag of vigorous vitality and everything competing, then I think you can invest directly...

"But the average strength of our players is slightly better, so the overall disadvantage is not as big as it seems."

Looking at Zhu Haomiao, Wang Hua excitedly uttered the bold words he had been holding back for a long time.

"And now that you're here, the offensive and defensive dynamics are different!"

"As long as you attack, everything will be fine!"

"The advantage is mine!"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

My body is so itchy, it feels like there are flags all over it!!!
The boy felt an inexplicable tingling sensation all over his body, and pursed his lips, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

However, without noticing Zhu Haomiao's abnormality, Wang Hua waved his fists excitedly, as if he had already seen the dream scene of capturing Seoul and driving the "United Nations Army" all the way into the sea.

Listening quietly to Wang Hua's comments and speeches, Zhu Haomiao calmly pulled him out.

Zhu Haomiao asked cautiously in a low voice only after the two of them left the command center and were out of the sight of hegemonic extraordinary people from other countries.

"Brother Wang, what's the situation with Li Zhenxi?"

"Well... this is a long story..."

Wang Hua instantly understood the doubts in the young man's mind. He pondered for a moment and then spoke in an orderly manner.

"The situation in South Korea is very complicated. It can be divided into three factions: pro-China, neutral, and pro-American. Is this easy to understand?"

Zhu Haomiao nodded, paced slowly, and motioned for him to continue.

"Among them, the neutral, or pragmatic faction, has the largest base, but they are also the easiest to sway. They will lean towards whoever gives them benefits. To put it bluntly, they are fence-sitters."

"The second is the pro-American faction. Although their absolute number is small, they control the puppet government and comprador chaebols, and control all aspects of the country, including politics, economy, military, culture, education, public opinion, etc."

"The pro-China faction has the smallest base. We have always wanted to cultivate and unite this part of the force, but due to the constant instigation, suppression and smear campaign by the pro-American faction, they have not been able to develop."

"After all, the hegemony of public opinion has always been in the hands of others, and we are very passive."

After a pause, Wang Hua smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"However, this [Ascension Competition] is an opportunity to divide and win over, because no matter how powerful the pro-American faction's hegemony of public opinion is, there is an even stronger national sentiment within South Korea - anti-Japanese!"

"This time, the Bald Eagle forced the two enemies into a battle at such a sensitive time, which directly caused the internal division of South Korea."

"You know, this is the Sino-Japanese War. Not long after this war, Japan annexed Korea."

"Even if you know that the illusion is just an illusion, what will happen if you stand with the Japanese at this time?"

"Imagine that in the fantasy world of World War II, a superpower wants you to fight alongside the Japanese Imperial Army. How would you feel?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao just fantasized about it for a moment and his brows couldn't help but knotted.

Wouldn’t that make me a traitor?
No!

We can give up the fantasy realm and our lives, but the Japanese Imperial Army must die!

On the other side, Wang Hua noticed Zhu Haomiao's emotions and smiled with gloating attitude.

"So, they are just fragile and sensitive, and their national sentiments cannot accept it!"

"So, after a big quarrel among the members, a large number of South Korean players gritted their teeth and stamped their feet..." "You're the one who's going to join the Communist Party!!"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

What kind of happy comedian is this?

"Li Zhenxi is the representative of their faction."

"This incident has caused a certain public opinion crisis in reality, but it was temporarily suppressed by their propaganda machine."

"But since some people have turned from darkness to light, even if it is just a helpless choice, we can't let them feel disheartened. Of course, we must increase our efforts to help them~"

Listening to Wang Hua's inexplicably excited words, Zhu Haomiao tasted a strong sense of evil taste in his tone.

Division, co-optation, internal disintegration...

Why does this move look familiar...

For some reason, Zhu Haomiao recalled that the three East Asian countries once wanted to skip the dollar settlement and conduct currency swaps directly.

Then, Trump used the two insignificant islands to stir up national sentiment, killing three people with two peaches, and instantly disintegrated this economic alliance that could shake the foundation of the US dollar.

At that time, Mei Nijian used an open conspiracy to change his mind. Now, I am openly prying people away from me, and I am using my own methods to return the favor...

It's all about national sentiment. You, the eagle, can play, but I, the rabbit, can't? !

With a gloating look on his face, Zhu Haomiao suddenly remembered something and asked softly.

"This is a faction battle... With so many South Korean players, aren't you afraid that they might have traitors?"

Hearing this, Wang Hua looked at the young man with a puzzled look.

"Both the north and the south have the same organizing committee, and the data is interconnected. Do you really think there is any secret?"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

"Besides, the competition system was designed to prevent cheating. Once cheating is discovered, the organizing committee will intervene. Otherwise, why do you think the command center has so much hegemony?"

Laughing and shaking his head, Wang Hua continued in a low voice.

"In the final analysis, only hard power can determine the final victory. Any other strategies and tricks are nothing but illusions and will burst at the slightest provocation."

He nodded thoughtfully, and when Zhu Haomiao raised his eyes, he suddenly realized that he had followed Wang Hua out of the building complex and walked into the wilderness without realizing it.

"Brother Wang, where are you taking me?"

"Didn't Senior Brother Feng tell you?"

"Ah? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't he say before that he wanted to introduce you to a friend? Before he left, he specifically asked me to take you to meet him."

Scratching his head, Zhu Haomiao thought for a long time and seemed to have a vague impression.

But at that time Feng Zhaobai just mentioned it casually and he didn't take it seriously at all.

With a hint of curiosity, the boy followed Wang Hua through the woods. In less than half an hour, a huge camp stretching for more than ten miles appeared in front of them.

"This is?"

"Qing army camp, let's go."

Without much explanation, Wang Hua took Zhu Haomiao into the camp as he knew the route well, and after checking, they arrived at the central military tent.

"Lord Wang."

The chief guard wearing heavy fish-scale armor and a long sword at his waist came up to the door and greeted politely, while at the same time glancing at the young man following behind Wang Hua without leaving a trace.

(End of this chapter)