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Chapter 628 Changes in Pakistan! (Second Update!)
Following Lin Yi's words, Leng Yun, in the context of the powered exoskeleton, imagined what it would be like to add armor to the powered exoskeleton.

As Lin Yi said, the biggest challenge was not the so-called defensive armor, but the protection of people.

Based on current calculations of powered exoskeletons, if such a powered exoskeleton were upgraded to powered armor...

The performance will definitely be very strong.

But the people inside became that only weakness.

Explosions and bullet attacks will cause vibrations inside the power armor.

At that point, the people inside the power armor will be like the yolk of an egg; after being shaken wildly, they will turn into a pile of egg yolks.

Forget it, it's still too dangerous.

Moreover, the cost is high, so the current powered exoskeleton is a perfect fit.

With sufficient strength, sufficient carrying capacity, and sufficient firepower, the army, in its current state, is invincible, provided it receives adequate training.

Moreover, it is highly applicable, and can be used not only by the army, air force, logistics, armed police, and navy.

Universal is good, universal is wonderful!
After discussing the feasibility of power armor, Leng Yun stretched:
"After two consecutive strikes, any terrorist with a brain should know that we are not to be trifled with. They should quiet down for a while and focus their attention on the Middle East."

"I'm preparing to return to Yanjing. What about you? Will you stay here for a couple more days, or go back to Suzhou?"

"Back to Suzhou!" Lin Yi stretched his neck and said, enjoying the breeze beside him.
"They contacted us in Shanghai, wanting to collaborate with us on some industries."

"I have to go back and check!"

"Good luck!" Leng Yun encouraged him, then turned and walked towards the command center.

The outer roots have been pulled out; now, it's time to weed the inside.

When weeding, you also have to pay attention to the rice seedlings; this is not something to be taken lightly.

Those who started this whole thing seemed very calm, while everyone else who noticed it was terrified.

The Pakistanis had the most complete information and were the most terrified.

Pakistan, Iran, and India are all related by blood.

Therefore, Pakistan is also a natural in abstraction. Although it is not as abstract as India and Iran, it is still somewhat abstract.

The various political parties and regions within them also have their own inclinations.

However, after the incident at the Lakedock mine was resolved, these factions, who used to fight each other whenever they met, sat down together peacefully and greeted each other with smiles.

Although they sat together, no one spoke. After a long time, it was someone from the Northern Federation's directly administered tribal district who broke the silence:

"Have they always been like this?"

They were not explicitly identified, but everyone present knew who they were.

No one answered.

After a long silence, the people from the tribal area spoke up again: "If our army were to solve this problem, how long would it take, and how would they be able to do so?"

This time, instead of remaining silent, everyone looked at the military representative standing to the side. Under everyone's gaze, the military representative chuckled, touched his nose, and prepared to interject.

Unfortunately, everyone watching him seemed determined to succeed. When he laughed, they laughed along; when he looked away, they looked away too.

Seeing their wretched state, the military representative could only cough and say:

"If it were our army going to annihilate those five or six hundred people and capture their leader, we would need at least 2000 men!"

"This is still a conservative figure, and all of this is based on the premise that our soldiers can follow orders and execute commands completely."

"But in reality, everyone knows that's impossible!"

"Right?"

A small rhetorical question was thrown back at those who had just asked the question.

When the military representatives stared back at them, they quickly lowered their heads.

We have to admit this fact.

Apart from most of the plains, the remaining mountainous areas of Pakistan are mostly tribal areas.

Thanks to the great tyranny of England in those years, the chiefs of these tribal areas wielded considerable power.

After Pakistan gained independence, the central government reached a compromise with these tribal areas and agreed to the terms they proposed.

Although adjustments were made in subsequent constitutional amendments, the overall direction remained unchanged.

The tribal chief has the power of life and death over the tribe.

The people in the tribe have little concept of a nation.

There's no question of loyalty either.

Joining the army doesn't necessarily mean defending the country.

In a war, they would naturally have little fighting power.

As for those who are more powerful in Saudi Arabia, they have even more reasons: they are paid more and receive better treatment.

Why risk your life for a few hundred dollars a month!

After a long silence, the people from the tribal area cautiously spoke:
"Is it possible that these people are modified humans, that this is unsustainable, and that they are very few in number?"

"Hmm...once it's used up, it can't be replenished!"

After cautiously asking his question, the man from the tribal area noticed that everyone else present was looking at him as if he were an idiot.

That look...

They completely treated him like a fool.

Just as they were about to speak in their defense, the military representative preemptively began mocking the people of the tribal area:
"The federal government has always encouraged you to read more books, especially you young people. You must read more books and value education."

"You were afraid of having your rights taken away, so you didn't value education. Well, now you're showing your foolishness!"

"If you took more medicine yourself, you would know how absurd this whole thing about reforming people is."

"As a supporter of this operation, I can tell you definitively that the 100 people who participated in the operation were just ordinary soldiers."

"We can't say they're ordinary soldiers; we can only say they're above average among Chinese soldiers."

"The truly terrifying thing is yet to come!"

"And then, our next-door neighbor has 13 billion people!"

"Any probability is extremely high when considering a population of 13 billion!"

"Even if it's one in ten thousand, there would still be 13 such people. Just imagine how terrifying an army of 13 like that would be!"

These words left the person from the tribal area speechless.

100 people like that is already terrifying.

Then you tell me that there might be 13 people like that.

That's not how you joke!
After a long silence, the people in the tribal area looked at each other, whispered a few words, and then the one who had spoken first said in a low voice:
"Um... for any future collaborations within our tribal area, as long as they aren't too exploitative, we'll agree."

This unexpected surprise left several high-ranking officials in the federal government somewhat dumbfounded.

They never expected that a casual operation would lead to such an unexpected surprise.

If I had known these guys were such cowards, I should have...

No, that's not right. We've suppressed them several times before, and each time they've been suppressed, these guys have become even more difficult to deal with.

It seems that this time, we really did get a good deal from the neighbor.

The people from the tribal area fell silent, and another silence fell over the meeting room. After a long while, the military representative asked in a low voice:

"Speaking of which, could we..."

Before he could finish speaking, a high-ranking official from the federal government interrupted him:
"Don't even think about it, giving you those equipment would be a waste."

"Now let's talk about the most important issue, which is the direction of our policies going forward."

"Judging from this operation, our neighbor is more reliable than America."

"I think it's time for us to fully side with them!"

"What do you think?"

Another silence fell over the meeting room. After a long while, an official who was more inclined to side with America spoke softly:

"We can lean in one direction, but we cannot lean in one direction entirely."

"Because we still have a lot of weapons and equipment that come from America, we cannot fully express our attitude until these weapons and equipment are replaced."

"That's my opinion!"

"I agree with Sharif!"

“I agree. We should send someone over immediately to find out what they’re thinking. If they’re willing to export similar equipment, we can get a batch over, at least to give our army some fighting capability.”

"I think the focus of our military development should still be on the air force!"

These people argued amongst themselves, and it took them most of the day before they finally reached an agreement.

Let's put the trouble in the tribal areas on hold and work together to attract investment companies and develop the domestic economy.

The federal government sent personnel to China to express gratitude for the incident and, at the same time, to explore the possibility of acquiring some new weapons and equipment.

If we can get our hands on it, we should replace these weapons in China as soon as possible.

Ideally, we should be able to get enough airplanes; if airplanes aren't possible, tanks and armored vehicles will do.

Reaching a consensus means that this meeting has yielded results.

After the meeting, everyone returned to their posts to handle the follow-up matters.

Stepping out of the building, Ali Sharif, the director of Pakistan's Inter-Services Intelligence (ISI), felt the temperature overhead before stepping into the sunlight.

He didn't go back to the Inter-Services Intelligence (ISI), but went home instead.

As soon as he returned home, the servants brought him a person who clearly looked like America.

Upon seeing the American woman, Ali nodded naturally:

"Tell me, what price are you willing to pay to obtain this intelligence!"

"$10 million!"

"That's too little, add another zero!"

The person on the other end remained silent for a long time, gritting their teeth and thinking for a long time before finally nodding slightly in agreement and adding another zero after the $100,000.

That is, $100 million.

After receiving the other party's consent, Ali did not rush to speak, but instead gestured for the other party to bring over the money first.

The other party also intended to get something for free, so they started arguing with Ali. After arguing for a long time, the American woman eventually backed down.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

About half an hour later, Ali's servant led another American into the room, who was carrying a large suitcase.

As it moved, the wheels of the box pressed heavily against the ground, making a loud thud.

The man approached Ali, bent down, and opened the box.

Inside were bright green US dollars, stacked perfectly, and all of them were old bills.

Ali personally bent down and took out all the banknotes, counting them one by one.

Finally, he put the million dollars back into the suitcase, zipped it up, and sat down opposite the two American women.
"The amount of banknotes matches. If you have any questions, you can ask them now. Five questions, think them through before you ask."

"Who is the other party?"

"Chinese people!"

"Is there anything special about them?"

"Have!"

"Is he a cyborg?"

"It looks very similar!"

"Can you get your hands on their weapons and equipment?"

"Can't get it!"

"Can you get their blood samples?"

"Can't get it!"

"What the hell are you good for?"

"I've answered your questions. Okay, now that you've asked all five questions, you can leave!"

After a few words, the American woman opposite him suddenly stood up, wanting to pounce on Ali and beat him up, but the people next to him held him back:

"Although it was a bit of a loss, we asked almost all the questions we wanted to ask. We'll go back, organize the information, and send it back to China."

After being stopped, the American woman who had just been angry bowed to Ali and apologized. After apologizing, the two of them walked out of the courtyard together, led by Ali's servant.

Once in the car, the passenger in the front seat—the same guy who had initially wanted to beat up Ali—said to the driver, "You shouldn't have stopped me, and we didn't get anything out of you!"

The driver turned his head: "Actually, I've already found out!"

He started the car and drove towards the other city, his voice rising with the engine's roar:

"You heard this guy say it himself, those people of unknown origin are Chinese."

"But according to the intelligence we have, those people look more like us, and we heard they are Tajiks."

"The fact that they are all cyborgs of Tajik origin is quite intriguing."

"You know, the recessive genes of each ethnic group are slightly different, and when modifying humans, the first thing to deal with is these recessive genes."

"If there is a problem with a recessive gene, then the whole person will have problems."

"Guess what caused the emergence of cyborgs who are all Tajiks?"

The passenger's eyes lit up after being reminded by the driver.

The genes of different sexes vary among different ethnic groups, but only Tajiks have been modified. This means that their modification surgery or related drugs are only effective on Tajiks.

The Chinese people would never do such a thing themselves.

The genetic technology used on Americans will not be targeted at Tajiks alone; it will be targeted globally.

Therefore, this so-called gene technology is very likely the work of a powerful country with ties to the Tajiks.

Historically, there has only been one country with which Tajikistan has maintained good relations: the former Soviet Union!
The area where the Tajik people live is adjacent to China, so the purpose of the Soviet Union in manufacturing this targeted gene-enhancing drug is self-evident.

However, for some reason, those things have now fallen into the hands of the Chinese.

(End of this chapter)