The gloomy room was incomparably quiet. These figures hidden in the darkness were most likely all important figures in the Federation. However, other than Vice President Byron, who was sitting at the head of the table, no one else could be seen clearly.
Many years ago, this loose organization had already existed. At first, it was just a high-level association that focused on the exchange of academic knowledge. Later on, without anyone noticing, it secretly relaxed the standards for joining the association. It gradually began to have specific goals and became incomparably powerful.
The association was incomparably powerful because every single one of its members was extremely powerful. These members who could call the wind and summon the rain in different areas of the Federation possessed intelligence and abilities that ordinary people could not imagine. Just like the wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning at the top of the dome of heaven, once gathered together, they would release extremely terrifying energy.
Only this group of people dared to weave such a conspiracy with no expression on their faces. Only this group of people dared to borrow the power of the Empire to murder a Federation commander!
In the entire plan, they had made meticulous arrangements for all possible contingencies. They had even noticed the problem of Xu Le's Sequence authority changing. However, everyone, including Cui Judong, had still underestimated the severity of this problem. As a result, they had paid a disastrous price.
Cui Judong was the future director of the Bureau of Proclamation and the most important member of the association. Now that he was under investigation, in order to protect him, someone in the association had to sacrifice themselves without hesitation.
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A day later, a clear gunshot rang out from a certain room on the top floor of the Federation's Department of Defense building.
A few years ago, in an adjacent room, a clear gunshot had also rang out. That day, the former deputy minister of the Department of Defense, Yang Jingsong, had committed suicide in anger because of the assassination at the Linhai state gymnasium. He had left behind an angry will.
The one who had committed suicide today was the director of the Department of Defense's Office No. 1, who was also the personal secretary of Minister Zou Yingxing, Lieutenant Colonel Jiao.
Secretary Jiao had also left behind a will.
Minister of Defense Zou Yingxing looked at Secretary Jiao who had collapsed in a pool of blood. He slowly took off his glasses, lowered his head, and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He then handed the will in his hand to the officer beside him.
In his last words, Secretary Jiao admitted that he had used the electronic code in the minister's office without permission and forged a secret military intelligence plan. He requested the Bureau of Proclamation to cooperate and temporarily stopped the investigation of the seed of the Empire. As for why he had done so, there was no answer in his last words.
At this point, the investigation of the attack on the Ancient Bell Ship had finally made a breakthrough, but it was also put to an end by the cold death of this person.
Cui Judong, the assistant director of the Bureau of Proclamation, was cleared of most of the suspicion and left the investigation camp that night. What awaited him was an extremely long vacation.
Minister Zou Yingxing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in his office and looked down at the Capital Special District. He was silent for a long time. His hands were behind his back, and he seemed to feel the blood stains from Secretary Jiao's suicide note between his fingers.
In just one day, he seemed to have aged a lot. Both his body and spirit had suffered an extremely heavy blow.
Secretary Jiao had been following him since he was the head of the department in the General Assembly Base. The relationship between the two had long surpassed the relationship between a superior and a subordinate. However, who would have thought that this person had other intentions in his heart? Today, it was even more dismal.
"They are very powerful, and they are gradually becoming more powerful." Minister Zou looked at the heavy rain outside the window expressionlessly and muttered to himself, "Who can stop them? Or should we stop them? "
Over the years, the hardliners within the Federation government and the military were gradually rising. In the deepest undercurrent, there was even an extremely dangerous tendency of the military to interfere in the political affairs. Zhong Shouhu had noticed this serious problem, and Zou Yingxing had naturally smelled this trace of smell. He could even vaguely guess who the other party was. However, he did not have enough evidence, nor did he have the power to change anything. Because he did not know the real attitude of the President's Residence and the people in Philadelphia toward this kind of ideology.
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West Woods Region, Sunset State.
Dozens of dark green military vehicles were connected in front and back, moving slowly and silently on the streets. The red and white military license plates hanging on the vehicles were now covered by thick black gauze, allowing the people of the West Woods on the streets to guess the origin of this motorcade.
There was no rushing to tell others, no joy, no sobbing. The people of the West Woods stood in the windows of the buildings, in the bushes by the streets, and in the back of the small trucks, silently and sorrowfully watching the silent and sorrowful motorcade drive toward the old house in Latitude 2 District. In addition to the silence and sorrow, there was also endless frustration and emptiness that pervaded the streets and alleys.
The little princess of the West Woods had finally returned home, but under such circumstances. Although the little girl in the motorcade had inherited the proud bloodline of the Zhong family, she was still a little girl. How could her thin and timid shoulders bear so much pressure?
In the back of the bulletproof military vehicle, Fatty Tian looked at the little girl beside him and said gently, "Don't sleep. Watch TV for a while. We're almost there."
This strong man, who had been retired for many years, naturally took over the heavy responsibility of taking care of the little princess of the Zhong family. Perhaps it was because of the pressure and anger that caused him to overeat, he appeared to be fatter than before. His eyes were slightly narrowed, like the cracks on a white wall. There was no mischievous or comical expression in those cracks, only cold and valiant.
Zhong Huoyan's eyes were actually not as big as Xu Le remembered, but they were unusually bright and fresh. She sat quietly in the back seat, and under her black hair that slowly rose and fell like a watermelon skin, there was a trace of melancholy and sorrow that did not match her age in her lovely crescent-like eyes.
"I don't want to watch TV. It's all about father's documentaries." She bit her lip and said stubbornly, "Those are all fake."
Immediately, she lowered her head weakly and stared blankly at the doll in her arms that was so old that it was about to break off. Her clear and childish voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were red as she said, "They all lied to me and said that they would take me home to see rabbits. Now that I'm back, where are they?"
"Brother Xu Le promised me that mom would be back soon, but now … even he can't come back."
The little girl turned her head sadly, and her shoulders trembled slightly. She was like a sensitive girl who was too proud and mature to show her true emotions to others. Only when she tilted her head slightly and gently rubbed her cheek against the old doll did she reveal her true age.
Mr. Tian silently looked at the back of the little girl, took a deep breath silently, and turned his head to the other side of the car window.
He looked at the remaining burn marks on the car window, and a trace of palpitating emotion flashed across his round face. He took out his phone and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?"
"Just ahead."
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Traffic control had already been carried out on the straight streets of the capital of Sunset State. The dark green military vehicles steadily moved forward under the complicated gazes of the West Woods citizens. At this moment, a series of heavy mechanical rumbles suddenly sounded in front of the streets, and the vibrations caused the leaves on the streets to begin to tremble.
Hundreds of armored vehicles surged in from all directions and quickly approached the military vehicles. The earth trembled!
The two sides met in an extremely short period of time, and the order was extremely good. However, the overwhelming aura of iron still made the onlookers feel an uncontrollable panic.
At this time, the dark green fleet finally tore off the exterior of the tarpaulin camouflage. The heavy firepower weapons in the rear compartments of dozens of military vehicles were clearly visible, displaying their power without any concealment. The thick, cold, black metal pipes were vigilantly aimed at the sky, the ground, and every corner of the streets.
The heavily guarded fleet moved forward three kilometers, and another 70 or so black MX mechas of the latest model joined the fleet with a roar.
Forward, forward, forward. The silent and valiant army escorted the little girl in the center of the fleet as they moved forward toward the old mansion in Wei2 District.
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At the same time, the two reorganized machinists stationed in the southwest military camp of the capital of Sunset State had already left their station. They silently, brazenly, and murderously entered the city. Tens of thousands of fully armed soldiers, thousands of various war vehicles, and hundreds of heavy alloy mechas became an irresistible iron stream, paralyzing the entire city's traffic and daily operations.
Immediately after, the reorganized machinist master announced on behalf of a certain party that from that day onward, the capital of Sunset State, within a radius of 80 kilometers around the old mansion in Wei2 District, would become a military control zone.
No entry without permission.
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The phone calls from the West Woods Office of the Department of Defense and the West Woods Military Staff Department kept ringing, but the two machinists did not respond at all. Finally, these calls directly reached the dark green fleet that was slowly returning home. On the phone, the angry general sternly questioned Stick Tian what he was going to do.
"You know why." Stick Tian glanced at the little girl beside him, the fat on his lower jaw trembling slightly, and said, "This is for the safety of the little girl. If you don't dare to come and disarm, then pretend you didn't see this scene."
"I know, His Excellency the President will be here soon. I left half the city for you to prepare for the ceremony. Is there any other problem?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
No matter how angry the general was, after hearing this incomparably valiant announcement, he still could only remain silent. Because the one who said this was Fatty Tian.
Even though this Fatty Tian had long retired from the army, even though he was only a colonel when he retired, he could still command the military strength of three divisions with just one phone call.
No one in the West Woods dared to doubt this.
After Stick Tian hung up the phone, he shook his head. He was not used to being arrogant, and letting three machinists ignore the military order of the Federation and enter the city in large numbers had long exceeded the meaning of arrogance on the surface. But he had to do this. Only in this way could those who had bad intentions be more honest.
The commander was dead, so the little girl could return to the West Woods. This was very sad and very infuriating. But what was even more sad and infuriating was that on the way home, in the space station at the border of the region, they actually encountered an accident that was definitely not an accident. If the Special Task Force staff sent by the President had not gotten the relevant information, things might have been a little troublesome.
He glanced at Zhong Huoyan, somewhat clumsily picked up the school bag beside her, and said, "Do you still have to do homework today?"
Zhong Huoyan turned her head, and there was no expression on her young face. She nodded and said, "Yes, I have to study harder in the future, because I have to take care of myself."
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