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After entering the elevator, they soon reached the top floor—the VIP room. Aron stepped inside, followed by Rosie and Daniel, who stood behind him. As they entered, they were greeted by eleven men, all dressed in black suits, exuding the air of wealthy businessmen. They stood up as Aron approached.
"Good morning, President," they greeted in unison.
"Good morning," Aron replied calmly.
"President, how is your health now?" one of them asked with concern.
"I'm fine. Let's begin the meeting," Aron responded.
With that, the meeting commenced, focusing on strategies to recover the losses the company had suffered during this difficult period. As the discussion progressed, Aron asked for updates on the global situation, particularly in other countries. From the reports, he learned that the United States was under attack by the Axis powers, including the Nazis.
Upon hearing this, Aron was puzzled. According to the original Marvel story, the United States was never attacked by the full Axis powers (Germany, Italy, Japan), only by the Nazis led by Germany's General and Red Skull, a conflict fought by Captain America. His brow furrowed as he processed the information.
Aron ask " So , what is the situation "
Then they tells that United States may lose it very badly .
"Wait," Aron said, breaking the silence. "Doesn't the United States have a new super soldier created with a serum?"
One of the men replied with a grave expression, "Yes, but the situation is far worse than we expected. Even if a super soldier has been created, he alone can't stand against the combined forces of three countries' armies. The scale of the attack is overwhelming."
Aron nodded, realizing the severity of the situation.
Aron fell deep into thought, piecing together the strange circumstances. After a moment, it hit him—this world was a fusion of both the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) and DC. In the DC universe, there had been a war where the United States and France fought against the Axis powers, spurred by Ares, the god of war. During that conflict, America had been aided by Diana—Wonder Woman.
This realization made things clearer. *It must be because this is an Amalgam Universe*, Aron thought. *That's why the United States is now facing the combined forces of three countries, along with Red Skull.*
His expression grew serious. If things continued at this rate, the United States could be on the brink of collapse.
After a moment of silent contemplation, Aron's eyes sharpened with resolve. His voice cut through the room like steel. "I want immediate development of new weapons—focused specifically for the United States."
The boardroom fell silent, the weight of his command hanging in the air. Then, he rose from his seat and paced slowly, his mind working through every possibility. The directors watched him closely, sensing that a plan was forming in the president's mind.
"Stage 1," Aron began, his voice measured but firm. "Our aim is to aid the United States in striking a devastating blow to the Axis Powers."
Murmurs rippled across the table until one director hesitantly raised his voice. "But sir, what benefit will we gain from this? Developing new technology at such a rapid pace is no easy feat."
Aron stopped pacing, turning his sharp gaze toward the director. "The United States is desperate," he said, his tone confident. "They have no choice but to buy from us. They'll pay whatever we demand because they need these weapons to survive. And once the Axis Powers feel the sting of our technology, they will come to us as well—because we'll be the only ones who hold the key to this new power."
The directors exchanged glances, intrigued by his bold vision. Aron, seeing their interest, pressed on.
"If the Axis wants to buy, we'll sell. But the price?" He allowed a sly smile to curl his lips. "It will be astronomical. And before the United States can brand us as terrorists, we'll go public. We'll make it clear to the world that we sell to whoever offers the highest bid. As businessmen, we operate on profit—nothing more, nothing less."
The room buzzed with realization, the directors leaning forward as Aron's strategy unfolded like a carefully crafted chess game.
"When the United States returns to us—because they will—they'll ask for stronger weapons to counter those previous weapons. And we will have them ready, but at an even steeper price. This cycle will continue, and in the chaos of war, we'll profit more than any nation involved."
His voice lowered, laced with quiet intensity. "This war can be our greatest advantage. We can turn the tides of global conflict in our favor, using this strategy to its fullest."
The room sat in stunned silence for a heartbeat. Then, as if a dam had broken, the directors stood and began to applaud, the sound of their approval echoing off the walls. Aron remained still, his gaze distant but focused, already planning his next move.
Aron's mind raced as he considered the type of weaponry that could shift the balance of the war. His expression hardened as he addressed the directors once more.
"For the next phase, instruct our scientists to focus their research on the electric field and magnetic field. We will develop weapons that exploit these forces—these will be sold in a later stage to counter the first wave of technology we introduce."
The directors exchanged puzzled glances, clearly intrigued but unsure where this was heading. Aron, sensing their hesitation, continued. "Additionally, I want them to create a signal jammer, one based on radio frequencies—and another using electromagnetic frequencies."
One of the directors leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "Electromagnetic frequency, sir? I don't think we've heard of this concept before."
Aron's gaze remained calm, but a knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "That's not your concern. Simply pass on the message to our researchers. They'll understand."
The room filled with the soft murmurs of understanding, the directors scribbling down notes, though many were still baffled by the technical terms Aron had mentioned.
Then, Aron straightened up, his voice carrying a subtle note of finality. "As for the weaponry we will use in Stage 1, I'll personally provide the blueprints soon."
Suddenly Aron expression took sudden change like a terrifying beasts he ordered "And remember anything of the meeting should not leak outside , if anything leaks you will know the consequences"
The directors nodded in unison, sensing the gravity in his words. They knew Aron wouldn't make such promises and orders lightly. There was always something deeper behind his plans—something only he could see.
With his orders given, Aron allowed himself a rare moment of satisfaction. His strategy was set in motion, and the pieces of this grand game were beginning to move. Now, it was only a matter of time before the world would witness the force of his intellect and ambition.
While Aron was giving all instructions , Daniel saw Aron in new light , as he never saw such confidence in Aron and to make such brilliant plan while Rosie seeing Aron's handsome demeanour had stars in her eyes .