The wind was blowing hard at sea, and the sound of helicopter rotors spinning behind him made Connor a little nervous as he got off the helicopter.
Behind him was Lewis, who was trying to protect his thinning hair, but his hairstyle was still a mess from the strong wind.
In addition, the two also brought their respective secretaries and necessary security personnel.
Of course, now that they're on these aliens' ship, Connor doesn't expect his bodyguards to be of any use, unless they're really making a movie, and his bodyguards are the main characters, while he's the heroic supporting character who single-handedly ventures into the lion's den...
Thinking of this, Connor glanced back at his bodyguards, none of whom looked like movie protagonists.
Sigh!
My heart grew increasingly heavy with worry.
Connor can only look forward.
This is an aircraft carrier, and also the command ship of this Joint Fleet.
Although in actual combat, the command ship of an aircraft carrier fleet is never an aircraft carrier, this kind of visit mission is different.
The aliens on the aircraft carrier looked not much different from humans on Earth; quite a few people were already standing on the deck, all looking at him.
Seeing this, Connor quickly quickened his pace, a smile on his face, and tried his best to maintain his composure as he walked over.
Lewis, standing behind him, seemed somewhat uncomfortable.
The wind on the sea was so strong that he could only press his hair down with his hands, which was clearly not polite, but he should put his hands down...
Lewis tried it out and felt his hair instantly swaying like seaweed in the wind. He wondered what would happen if his hair was still like this when he shook hands and took photos with the aliens later...
This is worse than just pressing it down with your hand!
Lewis gritted his teeth, ignoring the slight embarrassment, and quickly followed Connor's pace, while secretly glancing at Connor's head.
The hairstyle above remained motionless in the wind, like a towering mountain.
It's hairspray!
He used hairspray!
Lewis regretted not having thought of that earlier.
But by then it was too late.
They had arrived before the aliens, and the damned sea breeze hadn't stopped.
Lewis managed to calm himself down and analyzed the current situation.
There were quite a few of these aliens, and their uniforms seemed rather inconsistent, with many wearing distinctly different styles.
Some people even wore exoskeletons.
skeleton.
Can this thing really be worn as a military uniform?
Moreover, the age and nationality of the people present were clearly stratified.
Lewis could tell at a glance that the people here came from at least three continents and more than six countries, and that they included middle-aged and elderly people, as well as some young people. Especially in the center, a young Asia man stood out and was the focus of everyone's attention.
It's a mess.
This was Connor and Lewis's first impression.
What the two didn't know was that this was also Zhang Tianyuan's first impression of them.
Lewis's old gentlemanly, unkempt, spiky hair was truly eye-catching.
Because of his unusual hairstyle, Zhang Tianyuan didn't look away until Connor came over to shake his hand.
Lewis awkwardly rubbed his nose, then pretended to be nonchalant and pressed down on his hair with his hand, but it was no use; his hairstyle was already in disarray again.
"Hello, sir."
How should I address you and everyone else?
Connor put on his simultaneous interpretation headset and shook hands with Zhang Tianyuan briefly.
"I am currently serving as the interim president of the Mutual Aid Society headquarters."
Zhang Tianyuan introduced himself and then smiled, "Our current identity is the Cross-Spacetime Joint Fleet. The 240 warships you see now, excluding nuclear submarines, comprise 30 aircraft carrier fleets. They come from four parallel universes."
At this point, Zhang Tianyuan paused, exchanged a glance with Connor, and said, "We previously entrusted Mr. Meng to send you our visit request, but since we haven't received a formal rejection from you, we've begun our visit."
"..."
Connor hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.
Because they hadn't formally rejected the visit request, did the president bring the Joint Fleet to visit?
This sounds more like intimidation, doesn't it?
He had never heard of anyone bringing a fleet of thirty aircraft carriers on a friendly visit.
how?
Does this custom exist in parallel universes?
And they formally rejected the Cross-Spacetime Joint Fleet's request for access?
Although Meng Anping did send a letter at that time inquiring about whether they would accept an interview.
but...
One day, your enemy suddenly asks you if you agree to let an angel descend to earth to meet you.
This obvious
When something like this happens, does anyone actually give a serious "yes" or "no" response?
You can probably guess that, right?
Therefore, Connor had been struggling with Meng Anping's true intentions...
But he truly didn't expect that if he had simply replied "disagree" to the so-called visit request after receiving the letter, he could have avoided today's situation...
Connor felt a pang of regret. Although he knew that even if he had done that, he might not have been able to avoid the interview, he couldn't help but feel annoyed at his mistake.
During this period, commanders from various units of the Joint Fleet also arrived at the command ship by helicopter.
Then Connor and Lewis became human handshake machines, forced to force smiles and shake hands with these commanders. Zhang Tianyuan also introduced the backgrounds of these commanders to the two of them, and asked these commanders to introduce the situation of their respective fleets to Connor.
It must be admitted that this Joint Fleet was indeed very disorganized, and some of the carrier fleets were not very capable in combat, even far inferior to the fourteen fleets under Connor's command.
For example, the fleets in the Legend Spacetime and 2012 timelines are like this. These two timelines have long since passed away, and their nuclear arsenals have been given away to the Precursors. Naturally, their aircraft carrier fleets are just for show.
However, there are also strong ones; the fleets of the Pacific Rim Spacetime and Snowpiercer Spacetime are prime examples.
Therefore, this Joint Fleet consists mostly of warships from these two timelines.
Connor knew a bit about military matters, and after hearing the fleet's data, his attitude quickly became much friendlier, no longer showing the vague stiffness he had just displayed, as if he were being coerced into forcing a smile.
Damn it!
Not only are these fleets large in number, but their warships are also just as capable as our own. If we don't put on a good show now, we might never have a chance to smile again.
Even President Zhang and the commanders of the various fleets were infected by Connor's sincere smile and laughed along with him.
In this pleasant moment, Connor quickly welcomed the Joint Fleet to his home, making amends for his previous somewhat lukewarm attitude.
Lewis, still sporting his signature swaying hair, played the role of the swaying balloon man on the sidelines.
As the old gentleman watched Connor being surrounded by people taking pictures, he suddenly had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he had encountered the Four Nations... no, it should be the Four-Dimensional Alliance...