Hafizuo Siming had no way to avoid it, and instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for death.
After an unknown period, the expected pain never came. Hafizuo Siming tentatively opened his eyes and saw Jing Mingqiu, wearing a Silver Dragon mecha, standing in front of him. He lifted his faceplate and looked at him with a half-smile.
Hafizuo Siming was stunned at first, then fell into ecstasy, "Professor Jing, Professor Jing, why are you here?"
"If I didn't come, you would be gone today. Just as I guessed, these scoundrels led by the United States will use dirty tricks like assassination during the fight. Look down!"
Jing Mingqiu suddenly roared, and then with a flick of his wrist, threw the shrapnel he had just caught into Hafizuo Siming's side.
The shrapnel drew a graceful arc, turning the assassin behind Hafizuo Siming, who was trying to sneak attack, into a sieve.
"Tsk tsk," Jing Mingqiu patted the nonexistent dust from his hands, "Director Hafizuo, you need to do some serious cleaning around you. Even your personal assistant has been infiltrated. If this is the case, how can Afghanistan have any secrets from the United States?"
Hearing Jing Mingqiu's suggestion, Hafizuo Siming's face was filled with bitterness, "Professor Jing, I want to clean up too, but Afghanistan is really poor. Faced with the United States' financial offensive, most people have no ability to resist."
"Poverty has never been an excuse for treason," Jing Mingqiu shook his head forcefully. "Our Long Country's martyrs were also very poor, but they did not yield, fought to the death, and paid a huge price in casualties, which is how we have today's Long Country."
"Director Hafizuo, you now have two choices. First, Long Country sends troops, and it will take at most three days to expel all the United Nations forces led by the United States. However, in this case, Afghanistan will be completely tied to Long Country's war chariot."
"Second, we do a deal. Long Country will sell you a batch of weapons and equipment at cost price. I guarantee that these equipments are more advanced than those in the hands of the United Nations forces, but whether you can win depends on your own decisions."
"This..." Hafizuo Siming fell into hesitation after hearing this.
Jing Mingqiu waved his hand, "Don't worry, the United Nations forces have only entered the vanguard, and the main forces are still assembling. You have at least three days to prepare and can hold a national congress to discuss it carefully."
"After all, this concerns the national destiny of Afghanistan for the next two hundred years, and the survival of countless Afghan soldiers and civilians."
"Thank you for your understanding, Professor Jing. I will excuse myself for now."
After Hafizuo Siming left, Jing Mingqiu put on his faceplate and was about to leave when he was met by Captain Chen Long of the security team, who had just cleaned up the enemy. Chen Long strode in with a bloody corpse and asked in a gruff voice.
"Professor Jing? Why give them a choice! Those who are not of our kind will have different intentions. Now Afghanistan is cooperating with us under the threat of the United Nations forces. When they become powerful in the future, they will act against us like the little devils."
"What you're saying is not wrong, but," Jing Mingqiu raised a finger and gently shook it, "the little devils dared to invade our China because we were weak first. If we had always been a dominant celestial empire, they would never have dared to harbor any ulterior motives."
Chen Long was unconvinced, "But no one can guarantee that the motherland will always be prosperous. Instead of supporting enemies later, why not nip them in the bud?"
"You are wrong again," Jing Mingqiu pointed to the sky, "our enemies are never Afghanistan or the United States. Earth is very large relative to Long Country, but it is truly minuscule when compared to the universe."
"We can eliminate Afghanistan, we can eliminate the United States, but we cannot eliminate all civilizations in the universe. No one knows what kind of civilizations exist in the universe. We need partners, friends, and experimental subjects."
"Broaden your horizons, and don't always focus on this small patch of Earth. Remember, our journey is to the stars and the sea!"
"I see," Chen Long suddenly understood, "Professor Jing, I was too narrow-minded. If you need anything, just say the word, and I will do my best to pass on all the knowledge I know."
"However, whether it's mechas or other high-tech equipment, these require a long time to learn to operate proficiently. The United Nations forces led by the United States have already begun to invade Afghanistan. Is there really enough time?"
Jing Mingqiu chuckled, "This is easy. As long as we give them simple, crude, and powerful weapons. Afghanistan has experienced so much war that its soldiers' combat capabilities are sufficient."
"What we should worry about now are countries like Mobai and Shat, and other Middle Eastern countries. If the United Nations forces go mad and attack those countries, that would be real trouble."
"After all, the soldiers there are already useless. Give them the latest fighter jets, and they can perform a crash landing on the spot. Give them heavy tanks, and they'll show you continuous breakdowns. Even with the simplest AK, in their hands, it can become a fire poker!"
"Without qualified soldiers, the best weapons are just scrap metal. I hope the United States and the others are not so insane as to ignite a war throughout the Middle East. Otherwise, I can only use secret weapons to let them know why the flowers are so red..."
That night, Hafizuo Siming made a decision. They were unwilling to be subordinates forever and chose to trade the mining rights of thousands of domestic mines for weapons and equipment from Long Country.
"I am very happy that you could make this choice!" Jing Mingqiu nodded gently, "Various latest model weapons have been loaded onto the aircraft and will arrive tomorrow morning."
"I will stay in Afghanistan to personally train you and teach you how to use these weapons!"
Hafizuo Siming did not expect Jing Mingqiu to stay and was overjoyed. Before he could express his thanks, he suddenly remembered that the United Nations forces had already invaded Afghanistan's territory, and his brow furrowed instantly.
"Professor Jing, the United Nations forces led by the United States are about to attack our heartland. Is it a bit late to start training now?"
"Don't rush," Jing Mingqiu waved his hand, "I will personally go and talk to the United States. I believe they will be willing to give me face and temporarily cease hostilities."
Hearing Jing Mingqiu say this, Hafizuo Siming was stunned, "The United States especially likes to play dirty tricks. It's too dangerous for you to go alone, Professor Jing. I'll arrange for a few people to accompany you."
"No need to trouble yourself, I'm leaving now. For the rest, you can discuss it with Chen Long and the others!"
After speaking, Jing Mingqiu refused Hafizuo Siming's suggestion to arrange troops for protection and single-handedly broke into the US military camp.
As soon as Jing Mingqiu landed, he was immediately discovered by the guards. Hundreds of muzzles pointed directly at his head.
Facing the threats, Jing Mingqiu was fearless and shouted loudly, "I am Jing Mingqiu. Who is your supreme leader? Make him come out and see me immediately!"