"Two months ago, the Scunner attacked the Hong Kong, but it wasn't actually killed by the Crimson Typhoon; rather, the monster mysteriously disappeared upon landing..."
"Afterwards, I informed governments around the world that this might be a wormhole experiment deliberately conducted by aliens behind the monster."
Old Pan's words immediately reminded everyone of this matter.
The popular version of events claims that the invasion was a false alarm, and that the monster was killed prematurely by Crimson Typhoon.
Although the story of the monster's mysterious disappearance has circulated, it has been treated as an urban legend, and only a few locals have vaguely heard of it...
Even the other two bases belonging to the PPDC were not informed of the true situation.
Now, Old Pan has revealed the truth in just a few words:
"Actually, I lied to them. After my verification, the monster was banished to outer space by an organization."
Sasha and her husband, along with Herc and his son, were at a loss for what expression to make to accurately convey their feelings.
The monster was banished to outer space?
How could something like this happen?
However, Old Pan didn't stop. He wiped his nose and continued:
" The Parallel Spacetime Mutual Aid Society —I came into contact with this organization through that incident."
"This is an interdimensional organization that travels between different parallel universes to save humanity. They reached out to us, and we joined them."
"Wait, wait, wait..." Herc raised his hand and held the conference Mike in front of him. "We've joined them, what does that mean?"
His son Chuck, standing beside him, also leaned in, his eyes full of skepticism towards authority. "Are we filming a science fiction movie?"
Although Sasha and her husband remained silent with cold expressions, it was clear that they had little trust in the Mutual Aid Society.
Old Pan calmly replied, "Mr. Chuck Hansen, this is a real organization, although it is indeed incredible."
"As for us joining the Mutual Aid Society..."
"According to the latest agreement, PPDC will be placed under the jurisdiction of the Mutual Aid Society after the Plan to Nuke the Wormhole ends, and all mechs and bases will be transferred together."
Upon hearing this news, even the three Crimson Typhoon brothers, who had been calmly watching the show, could no longer remain composed.
Because they were unaware of this information beforehand.
Old Pan understood their hearts very well.
Affection.
"You may find it hard to accept being controlled by an unknown and unfamiliar organization, but there's no need to worry, because it's not a bad thing."
"Alright, that concludes our Q&A session. If you still have any questions, please feel free to ask me later, and I will answer them one by one. Now, let's get back to the main topic."
Chuck slapped his forehead, only then remembering that the topic of this meeting was to develop a combat plan against Rampage.
Everyone was a professional warrior, and they knew it was time to focus; the most important thing right now was to deal with the monster.
Old Pan held a document in his hand. " The Mutual Aid Society agreed to provide us with wormholes for this mission."
"So the battle plan is simple: after we locate the monster, you will use the wormhole to reach the vicinity of the deployment point and engage the monster with superior numbers..."
"If you have no objections, please open the package I forwarded earlier and sign the documents inside."
As early as the day Mako Mori left, Old Pan had already sent a batch of Mutual Aid Society member applications to the two bases through his own channels, just in preparation for this day.
None of the three combat teams spoke.
Faced with this mode of combat, they didn't know what to say.
Soon someone opened the package of application forms that Old Pan had sent earlier, took out the application forms inside, and distributed them to everyone.
At the Hong Kong Base, Old Pan also prepared application forms for Crimson Typhoon's team.
"This might be the most prestigious organization I've ever joined in my life..." Chuck took the application form, glanced at the terms briefly, and jokingly exclaimed "Wow!" before signing his name on it.
Herc whispered from the side, "Your old man is just like you."
In just three minutes, the entire combat teams of the three mechs had become members of the Mutual Aid Society.
Next, Old Pan designated two people as beacons, which were the location indicators for the opening of the Spacetime Tunnel, before finally putting the three mechs into combat readiness.
All we can do now is wait.
Waiting for the monster to appear.
The exodus continues in cities along the Eastern Pacific Ocean coast.
Neither the statements issued by PPDC nor the official announcements from various countries have been effective.
Most people only trust their own intuition.
Without mechs, and invaded by monsters...
This situation is exactly like San Francisco.
A replica.
In this situation, Zhang Tianyuan can only stay in the Pacific Rim Spacetime, while the work in the "2012" spacetime is carried out through system communication.
A day passed quickly.
Just as everyone was getting impatient, Tendo Choi suddenly jumped up.
Monster sighting!
"Where?" Old Pan rushed over immediately.
Tendo Choi pointed to the trajectory point on the holographic screen. "It, it's currently heading towards... Los Angeles!"
"850 kilometers to go!"
"Immediately disseminate this information, alert Los Angeles residents to evacuate, and notify all mechs to prepare for a joint mission."
"Yes!"
Emergency alerts and evacuation information related to the monster were immediately sent to the North America continent.
Taylor, upon seeing the news in Washington, cursed inwardly, but immediately alerted Los Angeles, requesting local authorities to initiate evacuation efforts.
How much longer until the mechs arrive?
Once everything was arranged, Taylor immediately thought of the mecha.
The secretary replied, "General Pentecost indicated that their mechs will definitely arrive before the monsters land."
Upon hearing this, Taylor felt no joy; instead, he assumed Old Pan was just trying to appease him.
"How could their mechs possibly arrive before the monsters land, given that they're supposed to cross the Pacific Ocean?"
This is so fake, they're treating him like a three-year-old!
That black guy!
Taylor harbored a deep-seated hatred for Pentecost, having mentally drawn countless circles around his eyes.
What are the chances that the Anti-Kaiju Wall can stop the monster?
"The defensive wall is not yet fully completed; there are still gaps, and it will most likely be breached by monsters..."
Taylor grew increasingly agitated.
He waved his hand, instructing his secretary to go and coordinate, ordering their troops to use all available firepower to stop the monsters from landing, just like the fierce battle in San Francisco years ago.
The secretary acknowledged the order and left, leaving Taylor alone in the office to ponder other solutions.
Especially after this crisis, how should we deal with the demands to restart PPDC...?
That old fox on the other side definitely won't let this opportunity slip by!
Just as he was thinking bitterly, the office door suddenly opened again.
The secretary rushed in with a delighted expression:
"Mr. Taylor, good news!"
"The mechs have been deployed to Los Angeles!"
Taylor:???