Blackstone Code Chapter 994: What the people want is justice

Watching Lynch come back with nothing changed, Vera asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing...", Lynch picked up the knife and fork and continued to enjoy a hearty lunch, "Someone had a little trouble with the business, and I've had someone correct them."

Sounds like a little trouble, but at least two or three hundred people died from this little trouble.

Vera sensed a change in Lynch's mood, she couldn't tell how, but she did.

She did not continue to ask, but continued what they were doing before, eating, and chatting, and the laughter appeared again.

After lunch, there will be a lunch break, which is a time to sleep.

People only saw Mr. President running in the park at 5:30 in the morning and arrived at the company at 7:00 to start work, but they did not see him falling asleep after lunch.

No one will report these things, because there is no value in reporting. Instead, they keep telling the public "People who have succeeded work harder than those who have not succeeded. Why don't you work hard while blaming fate. Injustice?"

"It's time to work hard for the capitalists to prove their worth!"

It was so touching that I almost cried!

Well, that's just a digression.

The two left the little boy's room after watching the little boy return to the room and lie in bed with Lynch and Vera saying goodbye briefly.

"Thank you very much for staying with us for a day, I can handle it myself.", standing in the living room, Vera looked at Lynch, "I know you have important things, don't worry about us."

Lynch didn't hypocritically say anything in line with the situation at this time. He stepped forward and hugged Vera before leaving quickly.

He does need time to resolve these issues.

By the time he arrives at Blackstone Security Headquarters, all of the company's top executives are gathered.

Lynch looked at the latest report and did not speak. The only silence in the conference room was whether he made the sound of flipping the document.

"Two hundred and thirty-nine people, which is a little higher than what I heard at noon. Is this the final number, or will it continue to grow in the future?" He looked at the executives, no one was at this time Give him the answer, because no one can guarantee that the next fight will not be dead.

Lynch's eyes were like knives at this time. Everyone was avoiding looking at him. He looked around and put his eyes on the document in front of him. There are many people, I have to explain to the families of the deceased, this is a troublesome thing.”

“How is the discussion on the scene, is there any new battle plan?”

The director of the First Operations Office, who was seated first on the left, nodded, "Yes, they plan to reorganize the attack after placing the wounded."

Lynch nodded, "I'm listening, go ahead."

The director of the first action office looked at the others, no one met his gaze, he could only bite the bullet and continued, "They have sent a simple battle plan, and they intend to launch a new battle this evening. A round of attacks."

"Before this, they had six hours to cut off the city's water supply, power supply, television stations and other public and communication facilities, and then when it got a little darker, they entered from another direction..."

The plan is actually quite detailed, which is also made by the newly appointed commander based on his experience in Amelia.

As long as water and electricity are cut off and communications are cut off, it will be difficult for the enemy to organize a large-scale, prepared and coordinated battle group.

Then go in when it's dark, and the city has no lighting capacity when the water and electricity are cut off, and the locals are likely to misjudge the shadow.

Under the premise that there is a possibility of misjudgment, the local people's desire to attack will be restrained, and the darkness will bring fear, so that the attack will be less than that in the daytime, and people's desire to actively attack will also be weaker.

Besides, they carry flares and lighting equipment that can also function when needed.

After listening to the director of the First Operations Office finish their battle plan, Lynch shook his head, "This is stupid."

He slammed the battle plan mercilessly, "Your men sent so many people to die during the day, and I have to pay all the follow-up costs for these people's stupid decisions, and now they're going in again. Can you tell me why?"

"Is there someone who doesn't want to live, or thinks it's faster to make money by taking a pension?"

The director of the First Action Office was at a loss for words. After looking at the others, he said, "Mr. Lynch, I don't understand what you mean."

Lynch raised his finger and pointed at him, "It's not that you don't understand, it's that you don't understand."

He is clearly sitting in the chair, but he gives a sense of oppression when he is standing, "Those people in Mariro don't understand!"

"You can't dogmatically use some training methods on the actual battlefield. I thought you had a lesson in Amelia, but it seems that you haven't figured it out yet."

"The most important reason for our casualties is that we cannot distinguish between the local residents who are really ordinary people, who are the subordinates of warlords and extreme racists."

"They are the main cause of our casualties, not anything else. We have to deal with these people who are hiding among ordinary people, understand what I mean?"

Everyone nodded, they understood, but at the same time there was a bit of confusion as to how to separate these... well, warlords and extreme racists from ordinary people.

Lynch looked at them and shook his head again, "Looking at your stupidity, I suddenly feel that it's not bad news that only 200 people died, at least not too much."

He was very rude, "divide our current manpower into two parts, those who are injured, I ask them to maintain law and order on our offensive line."

"Tell those locals through TV and radio that they must stay at home, not allowed to go out on the street, close their doors and windows, and if anyone violates the rules, it must be a subordinate of a warlord and an extreme racist..."

The head of the first operations department's eyelids jumped, "Mr. Lynch, if they insist on coming out..."

Lynch raised his hand to stop him, "I have a question for you and you."

Everyone's attention is focused.

"If there is a war in the city you live in, and now a group of people is ready to come in and have a fierce battle with another group of people in the city, will you run away when one of them asks you not to leave the house? Go outside?"

Everyone gave their own answer without thinking, an answer that can be said to be instinctive, that is no.

Anyway, the war that happened had nothing to do with them, plus someone had already asked them not to go out, so why go out?

Freedom?

Freedom under the threat of death is not worth a penny, only living can have freedom, dead only has a coffin, or an urn.

Lynch spread his hands, "Look, it's not difficult, we can even directly tell them we'll attack any target on the street after we've informed them, and those who insist on coming out are not warlords. Terrorists are extreme racist haters."

"I trust you, my staff know how to handle this situation, you are professional, right?"

There is a strong smell of blood behind these words. They have already become invaders and attacked other countries. What kind of justice and peace are they still thinking about?

God, if there were such things then those soldiers wouldn't be in Mariro!

Too naive, that's the problem with these people, who always feel like they're righteous and never understand that in fact the Commonwealth has been playing the role of the executioner.

When the executioners feel they are doing the right thing, either they are crazy or the world is crazy.

As things stand, the world isn't crazy, only they are.

"Mr. Lynch, if we inflict a large number of civilian casualties, then we may be condemned by the international community..."

Lynch decisively refuted his words, "No~IndoMTL.com~ Those people are not civilians, they are armed rebels who have caused more than 200 casualties!"

"It is our responsibility to kill them, and no one can accuse us of anything!"

"Furthermore, don't hide this news, I want to let the media and the public know what we are doing as soon as possible, and take the initiative before the international public opinion pushes..."

"We have lost more than 200 lovely young men who have sacrificed for justice and peace. This is a huge loss for Blackstone's safety, and it is a loss shared by the Federation and all peace-loving human beings!"

Looking at Lynch's calm and seemingly hidden anger, the First Action Office Director nodded, "I know what to do."

Lynch pointed to him again, "No, you don't know, your expression tells me you don't know how to do it, then I say, you take notes, and then do it."

At 4:00 p.m., Blackstone Security suddenly called Bu Payne and important federal media to hold a press conference.

Everyone is very puzzled about Blackstone Security's sudden move to hold such a press conference. Amelia is now in a stable situation and nothing major has happened. Why is this press conference so sudden?

However, some gossip soon spread. It is said that Blackstone Security's operation in Mariro today was sniped, causing heavy casualties. Suddenly, the media arrived at the conference site ahead of schedule.

When the time pointed to five o'clock, the head of the First Action Office stood in front of the media. He slapped the table, his face was full of pain, and he shouted loudly——

"Today is a sad day for all peace-loving Commonwealths, because we have two hundred and forty-five young men who have fallen forever in the path of advancing the process of world peace!"

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