The security situation in the Balkans is complex, populism is rampant, and coupled with the impact of NATO's eastward expansion, Salomon does not believe in the military coup capabilities of the wild group. The genetically modified soldiers gathered on the Latovian border will be divided into three parts, one of which will be led by Hammurabi, taking assault transport boats to attack Sirkaria in an assault transport boat to ensure that the subsequent internal departments can safely accept their territory; the other, led by Victor von Dum, took an armored personnel carrier, a small number of assault transport boats and a large number of air defense missile vehicles, and occupied the uranium mine forcibly acquired by the European and American military-industrial complex; finally, the largest number of people, these genetically modified soldiers will go to the part of the northeast border with Hungary, and begin to launch a devastating blow to the NATO military facilities in the Balkans.

Regarding the origin of these genetically modified warriors, Salomon also explained to Victor von Doom.

"Do you remember the work done by the Immortal City in the Middle East and Afghanistan?"

Victor von Dum discovered that although some of the genetically modified soldiers' facial bones became wider due to their growth again, they could still see their Anglo-Saxon bloodline. Even if some of the soldiers underwent genetic modification surgery, the facial features of the Middle East and West Asian races were still obvious. "Every time they saved the locals, the Immortal City can harvest a group of extreme ethnic groups without the control of the CIA and the United Nations soldiers of the European and American Army. After interrogating the relevant information, those people still refused the possibility of re-education, so they could only be sent to the Biological Gene Laboratory. The Immortal City cannot waste any resources." Salomon's tone was as plain as describing what dishes there were for dinner. "What these people did before were carrying out peace tasks for the purpose of war, and now they will carry out war tasks for the purpose of peace. I have to say that this is indeed a bit ironic."

"This thing can be done without war." Ramish Diaz swore, "If you want to convey this message through us, we will do it, but it does not mean that you are right in supporting the civil war in Latovigna. In any case, we cannot support the war, and we have witnessed too much suffering."

Luis El Salvador's expression was distorted, and he seemed to be laughing. In fact, he was assigned to his superiors to his current job because he always said something out of place. "I've read your resume, Ramish Diaz." He said in a complimentary tone, "We know all of you well. In fact, you're not occasionally going to Latovigna, but an invitation from us. You have followed NATO troops deep into the Afghan battlefield and the Middle East battlefield, and have made anti-war remarks privately, but who here hasn't received a warning from the FBI? Have your anti-war remarks played any role?"

"We are not here to make you mock us, El Salvador."

"I'm sorry, it disturbs your self-feeling mentality. But you underestimated the determination of my Lord. Our goal is to completely end the war between human races, and not just talk about it." Luis Elvado signaled the press team to keep up with him. "Skin color, culture, wealth, language, religious belief and other factors are the main reasons for the constant disputes in the birth of human civilization. However, in my Lord's eyes, we only have one identity, that is, human beings. Only by concentrating all human beings under a powerful regime, controlling the originally uncontrollable capital, eliminating all superstitious religious cancers, and promoting unified language and writing can we combine the power of the human race to deal with the threat of outer space. As long as some of them are not completed, even the formation of alliances will only lead to inefficiency and division again. Just like the United Nations, huh?"

The sergeant led the Battlefield reporters into a larger room, which also had a holographic projection desktop, but it was larger and more refined. Louis Salvador whispered with a man with a clear body transformation for a while, and then activated the holographic projection desktop. The Battlefield reporters saw that the walls of the room were filled with a large number of giant computers, and thick cables were neatly tied together to provide energy for those high-tech equipment they could not understand. Suddenly, extremely realistic black smoke filled the entire room, and the Battlefield reporters subconsciously took a few steps back - as the thick smoke of the holographic projection dissipated, they saw that under the smoke were stacked, the war-ridden ruins and various disgusting broken limbs and broken arms.

Above the ruins is a giant wearing golden armor. Beside the giant is an iron-faced man in a dark green robe, a giant wearing a firm helmet, and a large group of women wearing black iris power armor. Below these people are a large group of prisoners kneeling on the ground, as well as the Latovian Rebels that the war correspondents once met. Ramish Diaz was about to ask what this was, but the golden-armored giant with a blurred face in the middle of the holographic projection said the first sentence and stuffed his questions back into his stomach. After watching that video, Ramish Diaz felt that a cold stone was stuffed into his stomach, but his heart was ignited by an inexplicable flame. This strange feeling made his face look very bad. Most of the people in the group had this feeling.

“It’s not just Latovinia?”

"Of course it's not just Latovigna. Our primary target is NATO. We have to liberate the Balkans from NATO's control first." Luis El Salvador understood what Ramish Diaz meant, "You can work here and post what you see and hear in Latovigna in your own name. Just now, all the homepages of social media were put on that video, and the whole world would hear the voice of my Lord."

"I admit that you have a lot of high-tech, but this will not force NATO to withdraw from the Balkans at all."

"This is not something you need to care about, my dear journalists." Luis El Salvador said with a smile, "Go to work now, your dinner will be the famous cosmic food Sandal Snail. When you finish your work, you will be able to return to Earth!"

Louis Salvador did not lie, and all social media platforms' headlines were forced to be replaced with the speech in the Royal City of Latovia. New social media efforts in Silicon Valley failed to remove the video. Tony Stark, who had just walked out of Washington, was called back again, and this time he met an acquaintance just after leaving the apron.

"Agent Hill." He forced a smile, "I remember the day you received the inquiry was two days later."

"This time is different, Stark." Maria Hill said with a cold face, "Congress intends to pass an emergency plan."

"What does this have to do with me?" Tony Stark shook his head. "Is it because I didn't feed those bureaucrats just now?"

"You open any social media and you can see what's going on," Maria Hill pointed to the officials running around in the White House corridor, "everyone is dealing with the same thing."

Tony Stark did as he asked AI to play the hottest topics on social media today on Friday. His face became worse and worse as the video was played, until the video was played and the comparison results were released, his mood was already quite bad. "What's going on?" he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Why would Salomon do this?"
Chapter completed!