Before dusk fell, the war was over.
Soldiers who stormed the parliament building found Cao Jinsong's body in the meeting hall.
There was blood flowing from his temple, and a pistol lay next to his hand. When failure was a foregone conclusion, the old man chose to commit suicide.
Seeing that their boss had been killed, the recalcitrant soldiers dropped their weapons and chose to surrender.
The crimson Chamber of Commerce flag was torn down by the soldiers who scaled the building and thrown into the fire.
"Dead? He was really given an advantage." Cursing, Zhao Chenwu limped beside Jiang Chen. He was shot in the leg. Although it has been dealt with, it is still a little inconvenient to move.
At this moment, the two were walking side by side in the corridors of the Parliament Building.
There are only five people left in the ten-member committee, and an impromptu meeting is about to be held.
There is so much to discuss.
"Thank you so much this time. If it weren't for your people, that old guy Cao Jinsong must have succeeded. I will try my best to fight for your benefits in the parliament." Zhao Chenwu said with a smile.
"You're welcome. As for the benefits... I think I can get them myself as before?"
Zhao Chenwu stopped, and the smile froze on his face.
Jiang Chen smiled, pushed open the door of the meeting hall, and walked in.
... ...
Because the round table had been destroyed, Jiang Chen ordered the soldiers to drag a long table from somewhere else.
The five congressmen were lined up on the left and right sides, and Jiang Chen sat unceremoniously at the top.
Seeing Jiang Chen's actions, Zhao Chenwu seemed to have expected something, and just sighed without saying anything. However, the other four congressmen were not so generous. If they had not looked at the two soldiers holding rifles and wearing mechanical exoskeletons guarding the door, they might have jumped up to express their dissatisfaction.
"I am deeply sorry that such a tragic tragedy has occurred."
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, the congressmen present sighed in their hearts.
There was no expression of regret on his face.
"But life has to go on. I guess you are all busy people, so we'd better get started quickly." Jiang Chen spread his hands and said with a smile.
"I agree, the radiation in the inner circle must be cleaned up. The reconstruction work must start as soon as possible." A tall and thin congressman nodded. His name is Kong Zhe, and he is the boss of the Double-Headed Niu Chamber of Commerce. Although he had just received a communication from the front line that his "trump card" - the Chocobo Mecha had been destroyed by the Crimson Chamber of Commerce's Prowler tank, there were still more than 30 soldiers who survived and were now heading towards the Sixth District. retreat.
"Agree."
"Seconded."
Zhao Chenwu said nothing. However, he still looked a little lonely.
In this civil war, his losses can be said to be the greatest among all members of Congress. Two spider tanks, twenty power armors, Tianjie-32 cruise missiles, and excellent soldiers. Now the only remaining combat power of the Zhao Group is the five units of powered armor and fifty infantry that were sent to build a defense line outside the city.
"First of all, let's hear the good news." Jiang Chen took out a graphene card from his pocket and put it on the table, "This was found from the old fox. The content recorded in it is roughly the same as the declaration of war. The time was three years ago, and due to internal reasons, their plan to advance eastward ultimately failed."
All the MPs present breathed a sigh of relief.
After experiencing such a tragic civil strife, if the Northern United District came here and didn't have two or three years to recuperate, they would have no chance of winning.
"This is indeed good news. If this is the case, the defense can be relieved." A congressman with a beer belly wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. His name is Fan Cheng, and he runs the largest construction company in the Sixth District, the boss of the Metal Shell Chamber of Commerce.
Since the original combat effectiveness was very weak, in this civil war. His personal casualties can be said to be the smallest, but the economic losses are the largest of all.
The West District of the Inner Circle was almost reduced to rubble by nuclear bombs. As the largest real estate developer in the Sixth District, he suffered direct economic losses of up to two million yuan.
But there wasn't much frustration on his face. Because being able to survive is always good.
"Yes, bringing back the soldiers on the front line will also help stabilize the situation in the Sixth Block. Regarding the commotion in the inner circle, the mercenaries and bandits attached to the Sixth Block have begun to become a little restless. We must restore the tenth district as soon as possible. We will use the authority of the People's Committee to control the situation." Kong Zhe said solemnly.
"Don't worry about this. My people have already controlled the situation in the outer circle. After test-firing a 10kg-class mass bomb against a small mercenary group trying to take advantage of the situation, everyone has obviously become more at ease." Jiang Chen spread his hands and said.
The meeting hall was silent for a moment, as quiet as if a pin dropped on the ground and could be clearly heard.
"Speaking of which, can your plane leave..." Kong Zhe said with difficulty after the silence lasted for a long time.
"In order to stabilize the situation, my helicopter will patrol the sky regularly. Believe me, I am doing this for your own good." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Our soldiers will be back soon. As long as the parliament is reopened, the situation will be under control soon... That's right. Let's discuss your remuneration first. The treasury of the Sixth District will spend 50,000 Ya Jing, as compensation for your sending troops to assist." Fan Cheng's face was a little ugly, but he still squeezed out a few smiles and suggested in a low voice.
"Fifty thousand? Are you sending beggars away?" Jiang Chen laughed.
"What do you mean by Mr. Jiang?" Kong Zhe's face turned cold.
"It's nothing, just taking what I deserve." Jiang Chen leaned on the chair with a relaxed expression and crossed his fingers. "For example, since I snatched this parliament building back from Cao Jinsong, then it should be It belongs to me, doesn’t it?”
"That's crazy, you can't do this!" A council member stood up and glared at Jiang Chen.
"No one will obey your orders."
"There are only over two hundred people. Don't you think your appetite is too big?"
Quietly waiting for these indignant congressmen to vent their dissatisfaction, Jiang Chen coughed lightly.
Seeing everyone looking this way, Jiang Chen slowly spoke.
"But you didn't have a choice, did you?"
Everyone was speechless.
"My people are outside, there are even two at the door." Jiang Chen raised his chin towards the two at the door. The two soldiers holding rifles immediately gave him a military salute and then continued to stand guard.
"And I don't know how many of your people are still alive."
"The air defense headquarters in Block 6 has been overrun by our men, and my helicopters can easily silence any opposition."
"I'm not discussing with you, I'm just announcing this fact to you."
"From now on, this is my territory."
"I will use my own way to bring stability here." (.)