Voting represented the political rights that the people gave to the members of parliament. Raising or lowering their hands represented their attitude. However, in Parliament Hill, some members were playing with their fingers in boredom, some were sleeping on their arms, and some were playing games on their phones.
The National Security Advisor was explaining the Homeland Security Law in detail, and the members of the Pak faction were asking questions with a serious expression. Occasionally, there would be warm applause, but in the eyes of these minority members, it was as if it didn't exist. Since the problem couldn't be solved through voting, then it was better to just silently resist.
"Members of parliament, Parliament Hill is the last bastion of justice for the Federation. In order to win this war with the Empire, in order to protect the greatest justice of the people, I hereby ask that you raise your hands and pass the Homeland Security Law."
The National Security Advisor ended his explanation and nodded with a smile, indicating that he should step down. The host of the meeting looked at the schedule and said into the microphone, "Next, let's welcome Lieutenant Colonel Yun Peng from the Department of Defense to speak."
On the pathway paved with expensive wooden planks, a wheelchair slowly and firmly moved up. The young officer on the wheelchair had a firm expression, as calm as the blanket covering his broken leg.
"Are you Colonel Yun Peng?" The host frowned as he looked at the wheelchair in front of the podium, feeling that this officer looked somewhat familiar.
The officer shook his head and replied, "No, I'm Major Da Vinci from the new 17th Division."
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Hearing this name, the members of parliament who were playing with their fingers in boredom stiffened. The members who were sleeping on their arms suddenly sat up straight, and the members who were playing games on their phones subconsciously looked up.
The originally lifeless Parliament Hill was suddenly filled with exclamations. A few members of the Pak faction stood up in shock. After hesitating for a moment to confirm the identity of this person, they began to shout for the guards.
The guards at the various entrances quickly rushed to the podium. Da Vinci, who was sitting in the wheelchair, didn't seem to notice the danger at all. He stared at the dense crowd of members of parliament below the podium and spoke at an extremely fast speed.
"Mr. National Security Advisor said that Parliament Hill is the last bastion of justice for the Federation. You are sitting here because the people have given you the right to sit here. Then why can't you take the time to listen to the voices of the real soldiers on the frontlines?"
The guards had already rushed to the rostrum. The guard at the front pulled out a stun baton from his waist. A guard grabbed his wheelchair, and a guard roughly grabbed his collar, trying to twist his two remaining hands to the handcuffs behind his back.
With his wheelchair overturned, Leonardo Da Vinci struggled with all his might. His military uniform that was densely decorated with military medals and decorations was torn apart. Lying on the ground, he looked at the distant dome of Parliament Hill and roared angrily, "Damn it!
"You bunch of cowards!"
Faced with this disabled officer's angry reprimand, some of the councilors frowned slightly. Then, they slowly lowered their heads and continued to play with their fingers. The other councilors stood up and waved their arms, cursing angrily in response. They also booed him mercilessly.
At this moment, the councilor who was playing mobile games frowned. He slammed his mobile phone on the table and said, "Wait."
"Wait for the rebel officers to deliver a vicious speech attacking the Federation on Parliament Hill?"
"Larry, you have to remember that this is the sacred Federation's meeting room, not the gathering place of some hooligans! Please remember your identity and don't do anything stupid. "
Da Vinci was pressed to the wooden floor by the guards. In his eyes were the magnificent crystal chandelier hanging in the dome and the rostrum high above. He was still sad, but he did not have the tragic feeling of a desperate person. He gave up resistance and laughed loudly like a lunatic. "The Federation News Channel is broadcasting the meeting room live! The whole Federation is watching how you treat a disabled major! Mr. councilors, it seems that you are really not worried about being abandoned by the voters! "
No one believed the threat of this officer. Indeed, there were twelve cameras set up by the Federation News Channel in front and behind the rostrum. However, this was the usual practice of the parliament mountain. There was no news broadcast today.
At this moment, the main light screen behind the rostrum suddenly lit up like a white wall!
The quality of the light screen was very poor. Only a few blurry faces could be seen, but the logo of the Federation News Channel clearly appeared in the upper left corner of the screen. Under the logo, there were two clear words: Live Broadcast!
The whole parliament mountain was in an uproar. The councilors who had just sat down after satisfying their anger and curses stood up again in shock. They looked around for possible surveillance cameras as if they had seen a ghost.
The picture gradually became clear, revealing a handsome but extremely violent face. Next to this face, there were seven or eight officers wearing the uniform of the Federation.
The parliament mountain gradually quieted down. All the councilors' eyes fell on the light screen and recognized the identity of this officer.
It was a video email from the forward base of planet Inkflower, from the frontline of the war.
In the video email, the young and proud colonel of the Federation frowned and stared coldly at the camera. He said, "As a soldier of the Federation, I should not be involved in politics. However, because of the request of a woman I love, I will make an exception and make the following explanation to the parliament of the Federation and the people. There are three sentences in total.
"I am Colonel Li Feng, the current commander of the 17th Division of the Federation's First Military Region. The officers next to me are all officers of the 17th Division.
"I don't know what Major Da Vinci wants to say when he enters parliament mountain.
"I only know that he is definitely not a rebel officer.
"That's all I have to say."
After a few simple sentences, the video email ended. The projection of the parliament mountain master returned to the live broadcast of the news channel of the Federation. In other words, it returned to the scene of the parliament mountain.
Hundreds of councilors looked at themselves on the light screen with complicated expressions. Looking at the eye-catching live broadcast logo, thinking about the testimony of Colonel Li Feng, they fell into a long silence.
In any case, the simple testimony of a colonel of the Federation was definitely not enough to overthrow the command of the Federation military. Not to mention, the way he gave his testimony was so ridiculous and comical that it showed such disrespect to parliament mountain.
However, this colonel was called Li Feng. He was the hero of the Federation, Madman Li, the only son of Chairman Lee Jae-do, and the direct successor of the Lees of Philadelphia. Therefore, the weight of these three simple sentences was different.
The silence of parliament mountain was broken by two uneasy councilors. They looked at the confused military police below the rostrum and shouted, "Why aren't you arresting him? What do you want to do?!"
At this time, sitting at the highest point of the rostrum, the old man who seemed to be in a deep sleep for the past three years and had almost never opened his mouth except when he had to speak suddenly opened his eyes slowly.
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(In order to achieve an earlier speech than yesterday, this chapter was only written at two thousand words.
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