Osborne Megacorp

Harry was standing at the window looking down at Manhattan.

A group of young men wearing homemade camouflage gear were skateboarding, looking like imitations of Osborne's private security.

On the ground not far away, there was a big placard that read: We need flying skateboards!

"Are they role-playing?" Hurley walked to Harry holding the tablet.

"It looks like this. I'm thinking about putting some trial pieces in the science and technology exhibition hall."

"Are you serious? Weapons used to fight aliens? Put them in the exhibition hall for civilians to try out?"

"Of course the castrated version."

It is certainly impossible for these aircraft to carry weapons. A fully equipped Green Goblin aircraft is an out-and-out killing machine.

However, the launch of civil aircraft also faces various problems - such as how to control traffic?

Although Harry has some ideas, the most difficult thing in the world to predict is the impact of a certain new technology on society. This matter will have to wait until Norman takes the stage.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's start preparing for the general election."

The bipartisan meeting is about to begin. Norman is not a member of either political party, so he can go directly to the next stage.

That's advertising campaigns, campaign speeches, meetings with voters, press conferences, public debates and the like.

Thanks to the nuclear bomb, Norman's approval rate has been ridiculously high, and he can think about the next step on the premise that Norman will definitely become president.

First of all, the NSA, CIA, and FBI all have big problems, and you have to find a way to deal with them.

If the goal is global unification, what the NSA and CIA did is really outrageous.

.....

Frank has been researching things about Kandahar since he took leave. He wants to know who wants to kill him and his family.

Although his wife and children are now alive, he still has no official identity and is still a gangster. Even his daughter does not know about it.

After he finds out all this, they will regain their identities.

Revenge must still be avenged.

It all started with a videotape.

In the video, the Cerberus team captured a local police officer and interrogated him.

The police officer tracked down clues to several local drug transactions, but was caught by the orange agent who commanded the Cerberus team. Cerberus tied him up within a few days and used a lot of interrogation techniques on him. Kill this young man.

Except for Garner, the other Cerberus team members were already accustomed to obedience. Even if they knew there was something wrong with this matter, they suppressed their inner emotions.

This video was recorded by Garner. Not only that, he also sent the video out, hoping that someone would know what happened here.

It turned out that someone did know, but the other person's hands and eyes were all over the place.

Now Frank needs to find this comrade who may know something.

Garner has been living in a suburban woods since returning to China. This is also where Frank asked Garner to meet.

This young man is a believer and has been troubled by this matter since he returned to China, and he clearly knows that someone will deal with him.

It was quite desolate here, and Frank walked for a long time before he saw the cabin in the woods.

Not only that, there are many old-fashioned mechanical traps around here.

"A devout believer and a crusader."

Frank recalled the past. He and Garner met in the Cerberus team, and the young man joked with him that they were the Crusaders.

"Gana! Are you there!"

After Frank finished speaking, he shouted towards the cabin.

"Gana? It's me! Frank!"

I called a few more times, but still no one responded.

Frank cautiously opened his coat to show that he did not have any weapons under his coat.

Then he slowly approached the cabin. He needed to get closer to see what was there.

After walking around, it seemed that there was really no one in the house, but judging from the situation inside the house, someone had definitely lived here, and he must have found the right place.

Frank confirmed that there was no one in the cabin, and when he was about to turn back, a sharp arrow suddenly shot through the air!

Snapped.

Frank held the arrow firmly.

A big, fat man came out with a bow drawn, looking quite alert.

The big man was covered in camouflage, no wonder he couldn't be spotted.

Frank slowly raised his hand and dropped the arrow in his hand.

"Garner, look at me, Frank, we're brothers, remember?"

"I was never involved in any of this, you recorded it and they thought it was me and my family died because of it."

"I'm just trying to figure out what's going on behind the scenes."

Frank slowly knelt down and put his head in his hands to show that he meant no harm.

Garner obviously still couldn't trust Frank, and he had no intention of letting go of the bow in his hand.

Frank could only continue to talk, hoping that the brother would believe him.

"Gana, listen, we know you feel guilty, you are scared, you are angry, and you don't know who to believe, but so do we, we are on one side." Frank stood up slowly.

"I'm going to walk over now. I don't have any weapons on me. How about we give you a hug? It's been a long time since we last met..."

Before Frank could finish speaking, Garner shouted: "Stop!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"The way you say that sounds so gross, Frank. It's nice to meet you, bro."

After speaking, Garner loosened the bowstring and slowly pulled down the hood on his head.

Frank let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry for shooting you, bro, but I didn't know who to trust. And your family, I'm sorry."

Garner put away her bow and the two hugged.

Frank asked, "Me too, bro, I just want a name. Do you know his name? The Orange Agent?"

"No." Garner shook his head.

Frank continued to ask: "Then why did you record that video? What do you know?"

Garner's expression was a little stiff and his eyes were a little wandering, as if he was recalling the past.

"There was a kid at the base, very young, about 19 years old. My knife was missing and he lent me his."

"... Later, when the child was killed, I thought about going to the morgue to return the knife to him - the knife is a very sacred thing."

"Then I saw - saw what they did to the kid, they disemboweled the kid and stuffed drugs into it -"

"Like he was nothing but a bag of medicine."

Garner's words silenced Frank. The Orange agents used the dead soldiers as hollow men to transport medicine, but in fact, weren't these soldiers hollow men when they were alive?

Especially Frank, he didn't realize this fact until all his family members died - the war turned him into a hollow man who only knew how to obey. His family was everything to him, not those shiny medals.

He didn't know what expression to make. He always knew that what he did was not a good thing, but stuffing drugs into the stomachs of soldiers and killing civilians wantonly...

He should have seen all this clearly. He was not a soldier with outstanding achievements, but a loser.

Just when the two wanted to continue talking, the sound of a helicopter came from the sky.

Garner stopped, turned back to get his bow and asked, "Are they yours?"

"No." Frank was in a bad mood. "But they're barking up the wrong tree."

Garner was stunned. Is this brother so crazy?From the sounds of it, there are several armed helicopters!

Not far away, the Green Goblin aircraft came through the sky.