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Chapter 265
chapter 0153 part 1
Chapter 153: Undercurrents, Kane Returns, Welcome Reception
"If you think this room is too dark and want to open a window here, the people living in this room will definitely not allow it. But if you propose tearing down the roof, they will come to mediate and be willing to open a window!"
T'Chaka patted the Vibranium armrest of the Throne, which was carved into the shape of a pouncing Cheetah, and asked T'Challa, who was full of doubt: "Do you understand the meaning of this story?"
T'Challa suddenly understood: "Father means that we first propose a condition to the countries of the world that they cannot accept, and then take a step back. They will naturally feel they've gotten a bargain and agree to our conditions."
T'Chaka looked at his 'foolish' son with satisfaction. Aside from his slightly lower political wisdom, he wasn't truly as stupid as those nominally related people outside.
Controlling East Africa would not bring practical benefits to the Wakandans. The limited output of Vibranium ore restricted Wakanda's intentions for expansion.
One must know that the entire known Vibranium veins in Wakanda only amount to a few tens of thousands of tons. If they were to truly interfere in East African affairs, within a few decades, this Vibranium would be consumed in the flames of war.
How could they possibly do that for those ignorant black people outside? The Wakandans have watched the African continent descend into chaos for hundreds of years. If they truly wanted to unify East Africa, or even the entire African continent, they would have acted long ago. Why wait until now?
"Zhong Guo and Britain have already agreed to our conditions. Once I meet with the representatives from France and Russia, I will fly to the Federation!"
T'Chaka told T'Challa his plans: "I have already had Nick Fury arrange meetings for me with some truly important figures who can influence the world's structure. Once everything is settled, Wakanda will become a permanent member of the World Security Council!"
"Father, what about those intruders, those Hydra!" T'Challa couldn't help but ask.
If it weren't for those Hydra, their Wakanda wouldn't have been drawn into this war, even though Father spoke lightly of it.
But after a series of negotiations, to put it bluntly, it was exchanging Wakanda's Vibranium wealth for peace.
This made Prince T'Challa feel quite stifled.
"Once our Wakanda becomes a member of the World Security Council, we will have the right to speak at the center of the world!"
T'Chaka laughed: "T'Challa, no matter how rampant Hydra is, they are just rats in a gutter. They are remnants of WWII, long classified as a terrorist organization. The first policy our Wakanda will propose after becoming a permanent member of the World Security Council is to propose preventing Hydra's resurgence at the meeting! T'Challa, prepare the evidence of those intruders invading Wakanda. I will have you represent Wakanda and speak at the meeting! Remember, the future of Wakanda is yours!"
"Father! I will do well!" T'Challa looked at the Crown on his Father's head and nodded in response.
Just as King T'Chaka was meeting with the French representative, in the Federation, Washington D.C., inside a safe house.
An Agent belonging to Hydra and also working for S.H.I.E.L.D. pulled open the thick bulletproof steel door of the safe house and welcomed in a sweating, blonde-haired old man.
"Where is the person?"
"Officer, the person is inside!"
The Agent guided Alexander Pierce into the inner room of the safe house.
Inside this safe house with two bedrooms and two living rooms, the front and back doors were filled with armed special security bodyguards! After seeing Alexander Pierce, the special security personnel wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges all saluted him! In the innermost bedroom of the safe house, a black person with dreadlocks was tied to an interrogation chair, his mouth fitted with an iron gag to prevent him from biting off his tongue.
Inside the room, two Agents wearing black suits were guarding him closely.
From the level of security, it was clear that these Agents placed great value on him.
"Officer!"
Seeing Alexander enter, the two Agents on duty stood up.
Alexander Pierce nodded at them and looked at the dreadlocked black person in the interrogation chair.
"Muffled sounds" The black person, seeing Alexander Pierce, glared at him with wide, angry eyes, cursing loudly at him.
Unfortunately, with the gag in his mouth, he could only make a series of muffled sounds.
"Officer, this is Erik Killmonger! He graduated from Annapolis University at 19, then earned a Master's degree from MIT, and after joining the Navy SEALs, he was sent to Afghanistan. According to our investigation, he has another identity: he is the nephew of the current King of Wakanda, According to the traditions of Wakanda that we understand, he is eligible to initiate a King's Challenge against the current King, And the victor will become the new King of Wakanda!"
Alexander Pierce looked at the dreadlocked black person glaring with wide, angry eyes before him, his face showing he had found a treasure.
"Immediately arrange for him to be brainwashed. As long as we control Wakanda, we can obtain a uniquely advantageous base! Wakanda's Vibranium technology is enough for us to realize our long-cherished wish since WWII! Hail Hydra!"
"Hail Hydra!"
"Hail Hydra!"
The two Agents wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges responded to Alexander Pierce's slogan with excited expressions.
"Muffled sounds——" Erik Killmonger looked at the two fanatical Agents with a face full of despair and anger.
"Baron, I received information that the King of Wakanda is secretly visiting the Federation. This is not good for us! I'm not sure how much intelligence he has on us. The Winter Soldier might have fallen into his hands. I need you to awaken the other Winter Soldiers! We must keep this Old Black Panther in the Federation forever!"
Leaving the safe house, Alexander Pierce, protected by several Agents, got into a black bulletproof car!
——————
New York Airport, a white plane landed on the reserved runway.
Several black cars were already parked not far from the airport runway. In front of the leading black Mercedes-Benz, Lane stood quietly waiting, dressed in a black tuxedo and wearing white gloves.
After greeting Yuri, Kane led several Paper Soldiers down the aircraft stairs.
These Paper Soldiers, in pairs, carried wooden crates that looked very heavy——
"Looks like you had quite a harvest in East Africa!"
Lane looked at the boxes being carried by the Paper Soldiers and greeted Kane.
"Some Vibranium ore, I presume the Boss will like it!"
Kane motioned for the Paper Soldiers to lift the boxes containing Vibranium ore into the trunks of the cars. Of course, the boxes didn't contain only Vibranium ore. Some raw diamond ore and gold were also among East Africa's special products.
"The Boss is already back! He's waiting for you at the Manor! Let's go!"
Lane opened the car door and got into the driver's seat himself, acting as the Driver.
Chapter 153: Undercurrents, Kane Returns, Welcome Reception
"If you think this room is too dark and want to open a window here, the people living in this room will definitely not allow it. But if you propose tearing down the roof, they will come to mediate and be willing to open a window!"
T'Chaka patted the Vibranium armrest of the Throne, which was carved into the shape of a pouncing Cheetah, and asked T'Challa, who was full of doubt: "Do you understand the meaning of this story?"
T'Challa suddenly understood: "Father means that we first propose a condition to the countries of the world that they cannot accept, and then take a step back. They will naturally feel they've gotten a bargain and agree to our conditions."
T'Chaka looked at his 'foolish' son with satisfaction. Aside from his slightly lower political wisdom, he wasn't truly as stupid as those nominally related people outside.
Controlling East Africa would not bring practical benefits to the Wakandans. The limited output of Vibranium ore restricted Wakanda's intentions for expansion.
One must know that the entire known Vibranium veins in Wakanda only amount to a few tens of thousands of tons. If they were to truly interfere in East African affairs, within a few decades, this Vibranium would be consumed in the flames of war.
How could they possibly do that for those ignorant black people outside? The Wakandans have watched the African continent descend into chaos for hundreds of years. If they truly wanted to unify East Africa, or even the entire African continent, they would have acted long ago. Why wait until now?
"Zhong Guo and Britain have already agreed to our conditions. Once I meet with the representatives from France and Russia, I will fly to the Federation!"
T'Chaka told T'Challa his plans: "I have already had Nick Fury arrange meetings for me with some truly important figures who can influence the world's structure. Once everything is settled, Wakanda will become a permanent member of the World Security Council!"
"Father, what about those intruders, those Hydra!" T'Challa couldn't help but ask.
If it weren't for those Hydra, their Wakanda wouldn't have been drawn into this war, even though Father spoke lightly of it.
But after a series of negotiations, to put it bluntly, it was exchanging Wakanda's Vibranium wealth for peace.
This made Prince T'Challa feel quite stifled.
"Once our Wakanda becomes a member of the World Security Council, we will have the right to speak at the center of the world!"
T'Chaka laughed: "T'Challa, no matter how rampant Hydra is, they are just rats in a gutter. They are remnants of WWII, long classified as a terrorist organization. The first policy our Wakanda will propose after becoming a permanent member of the World Security Council is to propose preventing Hydra's resurgence at the meeting! T'Challa, prepare the evidence of those intruders invading Wakanda. I will have you represent Wakanda and speak at the meeting! Remember, the future of Wakanda is yours!"
"Father! I will do well!" T'Challa looked at the Crown on his Father's head and nodded in response.
Just as King T'Chaka was meeting with the French representative, in the Federation, Washington D.C., inside a safe house.
An Agent belonging to Hydra and also working for S.H.I.E.L.D. pulled open the thick bulletproof steel door of the safe house and welcomed in a sweating, blonde-haired old man.
"Where is the person?"
"Officer, the person is inside!"
The Agent guided Alexander Pierce into the inner room of the safe house.
Inside this safe house with two bedrooms and two living rooms, the front and back doors were filled with armed special security bodyguards! After seeing Alexander Pierce, the special security personnel wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges all saluted him! In the innermost bedroom of the safe house, a black person with dreadlocks was tied to an interrogation chair, his mouth fitted with an iron gag to prevent him from biting off his tongue.
Inside the room, two Agents wearing black suits were guarding him closely.
From the level of security, it was clear that these Agents placed great value on him.
"Officer!"
Seeing Alexander enter, the two Agents on duty stood up.
Alexander Pierce nodded at them and looked at the dreadlocked black person in the interrogation chair.
"Muffled sounds" The black person, seeing Alexander Pierce, glared at him with wide, angry eyes, cursing loudly at him.
Unfortunately, with the gag in his mouth, he could only make a series of muffled sounds.
"Officer, this is Erik Killmonger! He graduated from Annapolis University at 19, then earned a Master's degree from MIT, and after joining the Navy SEALs, he was sent to Afghanistan. According to our investigation, he has another identity: he is the nephew of the current King of Wakanda, According to the traditions of Wakanda that we understand, he is eligible to initiate a King's Challenge against the current King, And the victor will become the new King of Wakanda!"
Alexander Pierce looked at the dreadlocked black person glaring with wide, angry eyes before him, his face showing he had found a treasure.
"Immediately arrange for him to be brainwashed. As long as we control Wakanda, we can obtain a uniquely advantageous base! Wakanda's Vibranium technology is enough for us to realize our long-cherished wish since WWII! Hail Hydra!"
"Hail Hydra!"
"Hail Hydra!"
The two Agents wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. badges responded to Alexander Pierce's slogan with excited expressions.
"Muffled sounds——" Erik Killmonger looked at the two fanatical Agents with a face full of despair and anger.
"Baron, I received information that the King of Wakanda is secretly visiting the Federation. This is not good for us! I'm not sure how much intelligence he has on us. The Winter Soldier might have fallen into his hands. I need you to awaken the other Winter Soldiers! We must keep this Old Black Panther in the Federation forever!"
Leaving the safe house, Alexander Pierce, protected by several Agents, got into a black bulletproof car!
——————
New York Airport, a white plane landed on the reserved runway.
Several black cars were already parked not far from the airport runway. In front of the leading black Mercedes-Benz, Lane stood quietly waiting, dressed in a black tuxedo and wearing white gloves.
After greeting Yuri, Kane led several Paper Soldiers down the aircraft stairs.
These Paper Soldiers, in pairs, carried wooden crates that looked very heavy——
"Looks like you had quite a harvest in East Africa!"
Lane looked at the boxes being carried by the Paper Soldiers and greeted Kane.
"Some Vibranium ore, I presume the Boss will like it!"
Kane motioned for the Paper Soldiers to lift the boxes containing Vibranium ore into the trunks of the cars. Of course, the boxes didn't contain only Vibranium ore. Some raw diamond ore and gold were also among East Africa's special products.
"The Boss is already back! He's waiting for you at the Manor! Let's go!"
Lane opened the car door and got into the driver's seat himself, acting as the Driver.
