text [Caller: Old Captain]
Old Captain: Hey-daddies, you're finally back! Want to come by the shop and sit for a while?
Lier: Need something?
Old Captain: Ah, nothing major. First, I wanted the daddies to check out our newly opened business.
Old Captain: As for business, there is one thing. Daddy, did you guys steal a Militech vehicle out in the Badlands?
Lier: We just had a little sparring match.
Old Captain: Daddy, take a look. Is this your vehicle? [Image]
The image wasn't very clear. All it showed was a vehicle leaping over Militech soldiers under the moonlight, with a muscular man on top of it, ready to jump.
Lier had seen this photo at Meredith's, too. Militech had circulated some false information internally, mixing truth with lies to cover its tracks.
The main goal was to hide its defeat. After all, something as big as the Border Wall being blown up was hard to cover up. On the other hand, they wanted to mislead other companies and organizations into thinking the cleanup had been effective.
Most of the photos going around were fake, altered ones, but some were pretty authentic. This one was real, just blurry.
However, there was one thing anyone could tell: this vehicle definitely wasn't a Mackinaw, and it wasn't even a Thorton.
Lier: It was us. What about it?
Old Captain: Well, Thorton saw this photo, and they said they want you to keep using their company's vehicles.
Lier: What's the endorsement fee?
Old Captain: Of course it won't be small. What kind of figures are you daddies? You can't work for free, can you?
Old Captain: Actually, Thorton is freaking out. Because of this, the stock exchange even created something called a Mackinaw concept stock, specifically to fleece idiots. They can dump