At Gefra's federal embassy, the Gefran ambassador was entertaining the ambassadors of the other Allied Countries. The atmosphere in the room was somewhat tense.
The sudden appearance of such a weapon by the Federals made them feel intensely uneasy.
They did not believe this was all.
Who knew whether the Federals had hidden something else up their sleeves, such as more advanced models?
Everyone was deeply worried. Once the Federation completely overwhelmed the Allied member states in military equipment, it would mean the Federation could leave the alliance at any time.
This was no joke. Relying on its own advantages, it could form a new alliance whenever it wanted. If war broke out in the future, they might very well have to face bomber formations capable of blotting out the sun.
They believed the Federation could do it. Its industrial capacity was the strongest, and it had countless factories. As long as there were orders, its entire society could quickly transform into one enormous arsenal and produce countless weapons of war.
"...Therefore, we need to join forces and apply pressure!" The Diplomatic Ambassador of Gefra waved his fist, making his words seem especially forceful.
The other ambassadors nodded one after another. "We've already contacted our governments. There should be results soon."
With so many countries pressuring the Federation together, along with the benefits they had prepared, they also understood that the Federation was no longer the same Federation as before.
If they uttered a few harsh words, it would adopt an attitude of wanting to quell disputes and make concessions. The current Federation had tremendous military potential and powerful warfighting capabilities, especially its navy.
They did not dare say anything too harsh, either. What if the Federals took it seriously? Political means could still be used. It was the only