Chapter 643
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The atmosphere in the palace dropped to the freezing point. The moment Chen Ling's bloated figure appeared at the door, disbelief froze on all the elders' faces.
"Wei Biao? What are you doing here? "The Emperor frowned as he looked at Wei Biao standing at the door and asked coldly.
"Your Majesty, do you still not understand? I thought Your Majesty is an understanding person. " Chen Ling's beady eyes scanned the elders and finally stopped on the Emperor's face.
How many years has it been?
He has always been excluded from the center of Empire's power. No matter how many times the throne was changed, the abdication of the throne was always out of his reach. But now, the gazes of these "important ministers" who held great authority were all filled with fear as they looked at him.
The Emperor stared into Wei Biao's eyes and said softly, "Take him down."
The commander who was once loyal to Empire was unmoved.
His reaction confirmed the Emperor's speculation. The Third Division stationed at the capital had rebelled. The brave and skillful army was the pride of Empire. However, the Emperor had never expected that the commander he had personally appointed would be standing here.
The Emperor's throat was dry, but he finally squeezed out three words.
"Why?"
"Invincible." Wei Biao's answer was also three words.
As a former Pan-Asia Cooperation soldier, his grasp of the battlefield was far better than everyone in the palace. When he saw the rockets that covered the sky, he already understood that this war was an asymmetric war from the beginning.
Empire's only chance of winning was to launch a general attack on NAC's military outpost while NAC was pouring ammunition on Guru Tribe.
But the smoke of the uprising ended Empire's last hope.
The slaves at Donggang Plantation revolted and the two divisions on the front line had to retreat. Federation waited for the opportunity to mobilize troops to the west of Gang River to restrict Empire's First Division …
Empire missed all the time to attack NAC's outpost.
When NAC's rockets were resupplied and the electromagnetic pulse cannons were reloaded, the Third Division stationed at the capital would only be waiting for death against the NAC with the absolute advantage in firepower. If they wanted to, they only needed 1000 incendiary bombs to destroy the entire capital.
Wei Biao believed they had this amount of ammunition.
"Just because of this?" The Emperor said with difficulty.
Wei Biao didn't look at the Emperor's eyes anymore as he looked down.
"Your Majesty, please abdicate."
"What if I say no?" The Emperor narrowed his eyes and gestured to the guard beside him.
"Sorry, I just want to lead my brothers to survive." Wei Biao raised his head and placed his hand on his waist.
The Emperor's pupils constricted.
Behind Wei Biao, spear wielding soldiers stepped into the palace with murderous intent …
…
The gunshots lasted for about ten minutes. Blood soaked the carpet of the palace. The guards and the soldiers engaged in a fierce exchange of fire, but the outcome was obvious. The difference in numbers could not be made up so easily with marksmanship.
When the gunfire stopped, all the elders had been killed by the soldiers of the Third Division.
The Emperor, who was sitting on the Dragon Throne, stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him, unable to say a single word.
Wei Biao and Chen Ling struggled over how to deal with the Emperor.
Wei Biao wanted to spare the emperor's life, but Chen Ling took out the pistol hidden in his pocket and personally shot the poor old man sitting on the throne.
Seeing that the Emperor was already dead, Wei Biao could only give up even though he was dissatisfied with Chen Ling's actions.
The Third Division sealed off the palace. The Emperor's sudden death didn't cause any ripples in the unstable Empire.
After sealing off the news, Chen Ling immediately found Zhao Baodong and used him to convey the intention of surrender to NAC. An hour later, it wasn't until NAC's steel airship arrived above the capital did the people of the capital realize …
The sky had changed.
"Is this the capital?"
Standing on the pod of AS Order, Jiang Chen overlooked the ten-square-kilometer stadium. The center of the stadium was filled with concrete buildings and simple shacks. Not too wide nor too narrow paths crisscrossed the buildings.
"That's right, this is the capital." Wang Zhaowu stood next to Jiang Chen. He looked at the palace above the stands with a hint of mockery in his voice.
The lift pulled by graphene ropes began to descend.
Bathed in the fearful gazes from all around the square, Jiang Chen led a dozen soldiers in power armor into the center of the capital square.
Empire's Third Division had all surrendered and surrendered to the NAC Expeditionary Force that landed first.
Empire's 11 survivor settlements were classified as NAC's economic zone. Managed by a democratically elected government, NAC sent out executives to supervise and control the defense of the settlements.
When Chen Ling saw Jiang Chen, his eyes lit up as he immediately greeted him with a flattering smile.
"I'm Chen Ling, I've been waiting for General for a long time."
Jiang Chen examined the last elder of Empire and then looked at the man standing behind him.
"I heard you're a PAC soldier?"
"It's history."
Jiang Chen noticed that when Wei Biao said this, he used the word "history" instead of "past."
Jiang Chen didn't say much more to him as he looked at Zhao Baodong, who had his chest puffed out, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Excellent, you did a great job this time."
"It's because of General's training," Zhao Baodong said with a flushed face.
After receiving such a high evaluation, he would definitely be rewarded with a promotion. In his excitement, Zhao Baodong didn't forget to flatter Jiang Chen.
"Okay, don't flatter me. If there's nothing else, go back to the airship. Your reward will be with the soldiers of the Expeditionary Force. "
"Thank you, General!" Zhao Baodong was overjoyed.
Chen Ling began to feel anxious as he was ignored by Jiang Chen. When Zhao Baodong found him, he promised: if you follow NAC's orders, when the capital of Empire is conquered, you will be rewarded with wealth.
Now that the capital was part of NAC's territory, when it was time for NAC to fulfill its promise, Chen Ling began to feel uncertain.
Just as he hesitated to remind Jiang Chen not to forget about him, Jiang Chen looked at him with a mischievous smile.
"Looks like you're the last elder of Empire."
"General, you're joking." Chen Ling smiled awkwardly. "The Imperium is already at your feet. There's no such thing as the Council of Elders."
To the elder's flattering attitude, Jiang Chen smiled and said.
"Of course there's a Elder Council, but from now on, you're working for me."
"Reporting to the Marshal … the other elders are all dead." Chen Ling said carefully.
"Dead?" Jiang Chen paused for a moment and looked at Wei Biao.
"Died from resistance," Wei Biao replied concisely.
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