Mu En stared at the skinny young imperial officer through his bloodstained vision. From the man's dark eyes and the black hair under his military cap, he was sure that the man was a noble. He might even be a member of the royal family, but he did not know what his identity was.
He forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, coughed a few times, and said scornfully, "Although I don't know why a master like you insist on going to the Federation to die, do you think that I will really send you there just because you want me to?"
Because of the ubiquitous The Glory Of The Charter, it was impossible for the Empire to infiltrate the Federation with intelligence personnel. Similarly, because of the chip on the back of the Federation's neck, the citizens of the Federation could not enter the Empire's territory, except for Xu Le. But now, because of the cooperation between the Federal military and the Empire's underground resistance, there seemed to be some possibility of infiltration.
Mu En finally understood why so many of the empire's elite troops would appear on this Mo Hua planet, and why the underground base of the organization would suffer from the enemy's relentless and terrifying attacks. All of this was because the empire's royal family and military had keenly grasped that gap in the universe.
Only by pretending to be a negotiation member of the underground resistance could this young noble officer enter the Federation. Mu En did not even think about why the other party would take such a big risk, and directly rejected the other party's request. This was related to the long-term cooperation between the Federation and the underground resistance, and related to the end of the bloody lives of the Empire's slaves. He did not care about any threats.
"My name is Huai Caoshi." The skinny imperial noble officer calmly looked at the blood-stained face of the underworld boss, and said slowly with her hands behind her back, "Most people call me Su Meng. I rarely make requests to people, but as long as I do, no one will reject me."
Hearing the other party's identity, Mu En's pupils shrank, and he tilted his head in disbelief, trying to let the blood in his eyes out so that it would not blur his vision.
He stared at the dazzling princess in front of him, and after a long silence, he said with a hoarse voice, "I refuse."
"I've said it before. No one can reject me. At least … in the Left Heaven Starfield." Huai Caoshi narrowed his eyes and calmly sized up the prisoner. He suddenly said, "I don't want to use your mother, your wife, or your children to threaten you."
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This city was the most famous tourist destination on the Ink Flower Planet. The main colors of the city were yellow and rose red, and they looked particularly charming under the blue sky. Unfortunately, in the past few months, the fierce battle between the Empire and the Federal Army and the explosions of countless missiles had made the most beautiful bay buildings in the city look exceptionally desolate, with huge gaps appearing from time to time.
Huai Caoshi walked up the old-style limestone stone steps to the balcony of a building by the bay. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the white seabirds on the sea in the distance. She was calm and silent.
In the building behind her, Mu En was undergoing the most professional interrogation by the Empire's Military Intelligence. Further behind, in space, a high-speed battleship was approaching from the Tianjing planet. On it was Mu En's family.
Her silky black hair fluttered wildly in the sea breeze. She stuffed her hair into her military cap with her fingers, then took out a light brown lens and put it into her eyes. She thought to herself that she still needed to dye her hair before she left, but she didn't know what color she should dye her hair to make it look good.
Would that important leader of the underground resistance agree to take her to the Federation? The proud and expressionless princess wasn't worried about this problem at all. She didn't think about those Mu En's family members who were escorted over. Just based on the extremely professional methods of the old experts of the Intelligence Department, she believed that no one in the universe could withstand it.
Oh, except for that small-eyed man.
Huai Caoshi's eyes narrowed even more. She looked at the white beach under the white balcony and was speechless. No matter how exaggerated it was, it could only be described as delicate and pretty, but there was actually a rare hint of worry and heaviness in her eyes.
The seabirds in the waves flew over, breaking through the waves and hiding behind the clouds. They landed nearby like ink dots, completely covering the white beach. Not a single grain of sand could be seen. Looking at this scene, she silently thought to herself, Once you cross paths, it won't be easy to meet again.
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The terrorist attack on Parliament Hill, the bizarre assassination of the Federation's vice president, the continuous losses at the frontlines, and the Federation's hero suddenly became a wanted criminal. Such stories played out one after another in the capital ring in the 72nd year of the Constitutional Calendar. It was like white clouds drifting over with cold faces and piling together to form an ink cloud that was about to break through the city. It made the citizens feel depressed, nervous, sad, and uneasy.
Then someone had to come out and take responsibility.
The political factions that lost in the election shouted like this. The families that didn't live too comfortably for the past five years pushed the puppets on the stage and shouted with cold eyes. The presidential candidates that were in the midst of an election that they were bound to lose shouted angrily at a gathering. All of the Federation citizens angrily banged their chopsticks and shouted at the white meat in their own cafeterias.
Who was going to take responsibility? The Federation government or the wanted Colonel Xu Le? Different people had different opinions in their hearts. If one had to make a vague definition, the older citizens who were more willing to believe in the government and loved the glory of the Federation from the bottom of their hearts insisted that Xu Le, who had an association with the terrorist suspect and the traitor Yu Feng, who had ignored the summons of the Federation government and insisted on fleeing, causing the entire Federation society to fall into a state of disintegration, should naturally take full responsibility.
However, for the youths and students who were full of hot blood and dared to parade shirtless on the streets in the cold weather of Linhai, the Federation government's persecution of war heroes and fabricating a mess of crimes was obviously to cover up the conspiracy that Colonel Xu Le hinted at in the press conference. Thus, they came up with another f * cking disgusting conspiracy. If this filthy government didn't take responsibility, then who would take responsibility and who would step down?
Fierce arguments occurred on online political forums, in tea houses and bars, and even in classrooms and families. Respected professors and indignant losers in the election for president of the Federation, a middle-aged manager who had just returned from work at the white meat factory and his son who had just entered his first year of high school. Countless arguments erupted in every corner of the Federation society.
Bad news of failure came from the frontline again. More than half of the Mo Hua Planet fell into the hands of the Empire. The Federal forces seemed to be forced to give up the late spring offensive. The people in the arguments fell into silence.
Two days later, the three major Federation unions and the Veterans Association announced the launch of the largest strike in the history of the Federation. At this most dangerous time, they fully supported the Federation government and the frontline troops.
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(A sad thing happened in the circle. A book friend specially sent me a message to tell me about it. Sigh. Everyone needs to take care of their health and cherish the people in front of them and the elderly at home.
The cold is not a big problem, but my whole body is sore and my head is spinning. These two thousand words are really hard to write. Even Kontec, who is eating Red Box, I heard that it's fiercer. I hope it's true. I have to lie down as a corpse again soon.
I've been so miserable recently. Let's not talk about other things. Anyway, there are still ten days left in this last month of the year. I still have time to prove to you and to myself that as long as I make up my mind. Cats are actually very hardworking, crazy, powerful, and awesome animals.
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