My Clone Empire

"You are inhumane! I have the right to choose freely!" Lisa shouted hysterically, her voice was hoarse due to too much force.

"Let me ask you, who brought the safe environment that allows you to stay at home and play games without worry? It's the federal government!"

"Who made the game that made you famous? It's our second world! Who put you on the throne through propaganda? It's our second world! Your current fame and money are all based on the federal government and the second world." The world works hard!"

"Without us, you wouldn't even be a fart!" Tang Shizhe slammed the table down.

"However, you have flinched in the face of the crisis of the entire civilization! Indulging in a luxurious life!"

"Now, we take back everything we gave you. You have been removed from the Second World, and the reputation you once gained through our propaganda has also been destroyed by us."

"Then you only have two choices!"

"One! Be sent to the asteroid belt mining area, where you will spend the rest of your life, but it is indeed not an area that our federal government can shelter. All your labor income there will only be exchanged for your survival Supplies!"

"Two! You join our Space Force Death Squad, a secret special column!"

"If you choose the second option, as long as you can make enough contributions to the federal government and mankind, then we will give you back the comfortable life and huge wealth you once had, and even more!"

"Think about it carefully!" Tang Shizhe stepped forward and squeezed Lisa's chin. The face that was originally as beautiful as an angel has become a little haggard because of this accident.

"I...."

"I...."

"I choose the second one!" Lisa closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, a few tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she made her own choice.

After all, if she was sent to the asteroid belt to mine, that kind of hard life might as well let her die.

Although joining this Death Squad may cost him a sacrifice, at least there is still a glimmer of hope. If he can survive, then the fame and money he lost may come back!

"Very good, you are very sensible this time!" Tang Shizhe let go of his hand and straightened Lisa's collar.

"Rest,

I will send you to the Eighteenth Column to report tomorrow! "Tang Shizhe patted her on the shoulder, turned and walked out of the room.

In the evening of the next day, Lisa, who had suffered from insomnia for two days and two nights, was sent to a seemingly ordinary van by the soldiers.

The sofa, coffee table, and TV are all in the cargo box of the truck, which looks like a luxury car.

"Your substitute will be sentenced to death today, and your original identity will be completely erased from the federal archives with the death of the substitute."

"Now you only have a new identity, a member of the eighteenth column, an ordinary soldier recruited from the countryside!" Tang Shizhe handed over a new identity document to Lisa.

"The eighteenth column you serve is a special force jointly funded by Titan Group, Victor Investment, Sman Group, Sun Shadow Group, Black Mask International, and Second World."

"The six major groups will equip this army with their top technologies that have not even been tested in detail! Moreover, you can also see its mission from the name of this army!"

"Eighteen! It means eighteen layers of hell! Your column will carry out the most dangerous! The most difficult! The most difficult mission! No one will even know your death!"

"However, there are still advantages. All the missions you perform are double the military merit! Your allowance is ten times that of ordinary soldiers! In addition, if you can live to be discharged, you can also enjoy the retirement benefits of ministerial officials!" After Tang Shizhe finished speaking, he handed over a stack of materials.

"What is untested technology?" Lisa caught a key word in Tang Shizhe's words and asked in confusion.

"You'll understand when you arrive!" Tang Shizhe closed his eyes after finishing speaking and began to rest his mind.

"If I remember correctly, you should be the chairman of Second World, why did you recruit me yourself?" Lisa asked again, not intending to let Tang Shizhe rest at all.

"Because you are the seedling selected by our second world? What's the reason?" Tang Shizhe got up and walked to the cab after speaking.

More than two hours later, the car drove into a large abandoned chemical plant.

As the floor of a warehouse sloped downward, the truck drove straight into the ground and disappeared.

"Here, here is the surface headquarters of your eighteenth column, and your space headquarters is still under construction." Tang Shizhe opened the cargo box door of the truck from the outside.

Lisa jumped down from the warehouse lightly, and found that she was in a dry reservoir, and a puddle of water could still be seen on the ground.

When Tang Shizhe and Lisa came to a moss-covered wall, the wall slowly opened to both sides, revealing an entrance and exit for vehicles to enter.

The interior of the entrance and exit has a completely different style. The white floor is matched with the light gray soft-covered walls, and the LED lights above the head emit soft white light.

At the end of a long corridor is an open hall. There is a reception desk in the middle of the hall. Behind the reception desk are two beauties in white uniforms.

"These two are bionic robots, used to protect the entrance of your base, ignore them." Tang Shizhe said, pulling Lisa past the reception desk.

"Welcome back, Mr. Tang." The two robots bowed slightly after seeing Tang Shizhe.

Passing through the reception desk is a hollowed-out hall with five floors above and below, in which hundreds of staff members in overalls are shuttling.

"The 18th Column is actually at the military level, with 30,000 service personnel, 5,000 front-line combatants, and 25,000 logistics personnel in charge of assisting you."

"The vast majority of these 5,000 fighters are still ground fighters. They are responsible for protecting the security of you and the base, as well as fighting in some special locations. There are only 100 fighters flying the fighter planes!" Tang Shizhe leaned on the railing and watched the hall shuttle back and forth. The crowd explained to Lisa.

"What can a hundred fighters do? I guess they can't handle a few warships. If the opponent's warships have strong anti-aircraft firepower, a hundred fighters will be killed!" Lisa complained. Blue Star's ground combat may still be considered a considerable combat power, but it is obviously not enough in space warfare.

When she was in the Second World, the largest battle involved more than 50,000 sorties of fighter planes and thousands of warships. The dense anti-aircraft firepower on the battleships was simply not something that a small-scale fleet could break through. Even if they broke through, there would be heavy casualties. .