Naming the "Pioneer"

Tonight was destined to be sleepless.

Xie Yushan saw Colonel Lin Huixin drunk in front of the tombstone. Her eyes were complicated, and after a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward to help him up.

Xiao Shou naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. He also stepped forward to help support him, though he couldn't quite understand the strange relationship between this peculiar father and daughter.

On the White Eagle side, due to the death of the "Wanderer's" pilot, the Black man Dyson, and the severe injury of Jacob, Chuanpu inevitably faced some public condemnation.

After all, the pilot could be said to have died by their own people's hands.

When making decisions on major issues, no choice would satisfy everyone.

If they chose the "Wanderer," then the city of San Francisco would be destroyed.

If they chose to save the city, the "Wanderer" along with its two pilots would suffer misfortune.

Of course, Chuanpu was a bit too hasty. If they had waited a little longer for "Taishan" and "Cherno Alpha" to arrive, perhaps the situation wouldn't have been so dire.

Everyone had their own considerations; he only cared about his own position.

Therefore, he was bound to bear these bitter consequences.

Of course, he wouldn't bear them himself. The upper echelons had their essential grand methods and a masterful skill in shifting blame.

That is, all responsibility was pushed onto the "enemy," the third-in-command, the Speaker of the Grand Assembly Hall, Pei Luoxi.

It was she who, in league with all the representatives, impeached Chuanpu and jointly passed the weapons deployment bill.

Well, that was perfectly reasonable.

Furthermore, Pei Luoxi's husband and son were also suspected of economic corruption.

Pei Luoxi had used her position to amass a fortune.

Even the dog she kept, named Bling Bling, which only knew how to gnaw on bones, was kept plump and healthy. (You understand.)

As long as enough dirt was dug up on a person, no one would question it, nor would anyone pity them, even if the world's destruction was blamed on them.

Thus, the blame-shifting plan succeeded.

Under Chuanpu's instruction, Foboler broke into Pei Luoxi's mansion overnight to arrest her.

At that time, Pei Luoxi was "dining" with her eighteen-year-old, robust young boyfriend. The scene was unbearable to witness.

At her age, she was still quite playful.

Pei Luoxi was arrested on the spot.

"Oh, shit! Open your damn eyes and look! Do you know who I am? I am the Speaker of the Grand Assembly Hall, the third in line for succession, an elite figure of high society! Who gave you the right to arrest me!"

"Elite? I arrest elites! You are suspected of murder, corruption, and abuse of power. And third in line for succession? Even if you were the little boy who peed next to God, he couldn't save you."

Pei Luoxi's departure was not peaceful. Even her dog, Bling, which only knew how to gnaw on bones, was kicked twice.

Without its owner's support, it would soon become a stray dog.

Today, representatives from various countries and regions gathered.

Of course, this was done via holographic projection.

My lord, times have changed. Who would still run themselves ragged to attend meetings?

The main reason was that the increasingly frequent Kaiju attacks had made the PPDC somewhat overwhelmed.

The true enemy coveting Earth had been identified: the shadowy figure behind the Kaiju, known as "Them."

They were named "Pioneers."

Then, support for the PPDC was increased, encompassing multiple aspects and being all-encompassing.

All-encompassing meant that all countries and regions would participate.

The Pan-Pacific Defense Line was not just the responsibility of the countries along the Pacific coast.

Even landlocked countries could not stand idly by.

Multi-faceted support included funding, manpower, and technical assistance.

In simple terms, either give money or give people.

Funding would not be a fixed amount but would depend on the circumstances of each country.

For example, setting a hundred billion US dollars for Eagle Country would be excessive if applied to Zimbabwe...

Generally, it was about 5% of each country's GDP.

This was reasonable and within the tolerance of each country.

Rest assured, it wasn't an exorbitant tax, not that excessive...

Or it could be manpower and technical support.

This was easier to understand. Not all countries and regions along the Pacific coast had sufficient personnel.

Some small countries and regions were simply unable to afford the construction of Jaegers.

Funding is an issue, and there aren't enough personnel to mobilize.

Take Iceland, for example; they struggled to even field a ten-person team for the World Cup.

They had students and office workers, but no professional footballers.

Yet, their results were impressive. Even though they lost, at least they weren't shut out.

Frankly, their performance was much better than the men's national football team.

One of the world's three greatest failures is the men's national football team. Despite several reorganizations and players earning tens of millions annually, they couldn't even advance past the group stage.

This "old six" is truly something else.

Oh, there's another option: donating Jaegers.

Inland countries can also build Jaegers, and their pilots can be selected from within the country, but they must obey the deployment orders from PPDC headquarters.

This is also a good option. Compared to directly donating money down the drain, this at least offers some visible return.

In short, remaining indifferent and watching from the sidelines like before is no longer possible.

This time, all countries are truly united.

Because of the threat of the "Pioneers."

"You've all been doing well lately. You get a day off, but you can't leave the city, of course."

Mao Shucheng said this to Xiao Shou and Xie Yushan from behind his desk.

Xiao Shou was quite moved by this. Time truly flies; it's already been over a month since he arrived here.

He really should go back and visit the orphanage. The elders must be worried after such a long absence.

Thinking back, it's quite a change. Just over a month ago, he was still a restaurant server.

Now, he's become a Jaeger pilot, a qualified warrior, well, just barely qualified.

After all, he's been through two major battles. His mindset and combat experience are worlds apart from what they were then.

He hasn't reached the point of being unrecognizable like Lu Bu, but he is indeed improving.

And his rank has also been promoted.

Xie Yushan was previously a Second Lieutenant and has now been promoted to Captain.

Xiao Shou was a Private and has now been promoted to Corporal.

This is also progress. A non-commissioned officer is still an officer, after all. Don't look down on a corporal...

Xie Yushan hasn't changed much. Holidays or not, it makes no difference to her; she's too lazy to go out anyway.

She's not a shut-in. In Xiao Shou's eyes, she's more like a powerhouse. It's training, training, and more training.

She has more muscle definition than Xiao Shou.

Hiss, terrifying.

Fortunately, she hasn't reached the "she-hulk" level