"This world can't handle another war", Stephenie tells you. "The population loss was too great last time".
"What would you have me do?", you ask grimly.
"Deploy the gas, prevent another filthy male from being born into this world!", she demands.
You had your geneticists working on this gas since you started your conquest. It's goal was to prevent males from ever being about to produce another Y Chromosome Sperm every again. But it was a long term solution for after you had invented cloning or the capability to turn eggs into sperm. To use it now will save the most amount of lives but it could risk everything if the technology isn't invented. Also in the meantime it doesn't end this war.
"How would that help us win?", You ask puzzled.
"We don't, we surrender conditionally, allowing women to go back to the rest of the world while also pulling our soldiers out if New Zealand and Papa New Guinea. If need be you go into hiding and we wait for the gas to have its affect. 16 years from now you'll be stronger than ever".
"A risky plan, I might not last that long", you counter. "But you're sure it will prevent most of the bloodshed?"
"Our analysts assure us it will", Stephenie states firmly.
You take a deep breathe before making up your mind.....
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