The parliament hall turned into a vegetable market again today, and the members were noisy. But at least they remained calm, only using their words but not using their hands. Instead of Wanwan, they just got on the chair and used the kitchen knife.
President Robert sat bored in his seat, playing with his mobile phone. Anyway, he had said everything he needed to say and done what he needed to do. The latest poll showed that his support rate had unexpectedly increased by 5%. As for whether the subsequent Congress would pass If you pass, it will have nothing to do with yourself.
The Speaker of the National Assembly sat on the rostrum and looked at the farce below indifferently. Judging from the current situation, there is basically no objection to the establishment of a superpower affairs department. However, there are serious differences among the people regarding the person in charge of this new department.
Some congressmen purely consider the overall interests of the country and believe that this newly established department of supernatural affairs should be managed by ordinary people, that is, civilian officials.
Just like the Paranormal Investigation and Defense Agency, the big guy with horns is not the boss, but Professor Bloom is fully responsible.
This is the tradition of the United States, where civilians are in power.
It's a pity that such people are rare among members of Congress. Most members still have selfish motives and desperately want to push their own people forward.
However, no one agreed to let Sherron become the head of the new department. There are only a few reasons, such as being too young and unable to bear such a heavy responsibility, and being a person with super powers who may harm the country in the future. Anyway, no one supports Xie Lun.
This is easy to understand. After all, Xie Lun is young and has almost no power on the surface. Even for James, the Ministry of National Affairs is not yet fully under control, and its energy has not extended to Congress.
Therefore, among these realistic congressmen, naturally no one will support Schellen.
But none of them would have thought that Sherron would not need to win over them because he already controls the most critical people in Congress.
The Speaker of Parliament looked calm on the surface, but in fact he kept sneering in his heart. Look at these smart fools who think that the outcome will be in your hands, when in fact everything has been arranged by the master of the master.
No matter how you argue, how you deal, how you compromise, in the end the person in charge of this new department will definitely be Xie Lun.
After more than four hours, everyone's throats were smoking, and they were too tired to argue anymore. The Speaker of the National Assembly picked up a small wooden hammer, banged it hard, and raised his voice: "Since we have not reached an agreement, then Take a day off and continue the discussion tomorrow.”
Although the other congressmen were reluctant, they had no choice but to secretly gear up and win over more people after the meeting. When the next meeting is held, they must take over the position of the new department head.
But they didn't think clearly, why does the Speaker of Congress need to take a day off
In the evening, it rained heavily at the National Heroes Cemetery.
A general decorated with badges, holding a bouquet of blooming flowers, walked slowly in the cemetery in the rain. From his shoulder straps with three gold stars, he knew he was a three-star lieutenant general.
The gray-haired general walked to a tombstone, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said nothing for a long time. He waited until the rain stopped and then murmured: "My beloved, I want to do something big, for the sake of this country, for the future of all the people, and especially for our children..."
With that said, he bent down and placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, kissed the photo gently, then turned around and strode away.
That night, at a military base located in the suburbs of New York, three off-road vehicles with military license plates drove to the gate of the heavily guarded base. The driver rolled down the front and rear windows and handed a certificate to the guard: "General Harris of the Ministry of National Defense, making a surprise inspection of the security situation at Base No. 215!"
After the guard's dutiful duty was verified through the process, he respectfully handed back his ID and saluted Harris who was sitting in the back seat: "Base 215, welcome the general."
Harris nodded calmly, raised the car window, opened the base gate, and three off-road vehicles slowly drove in. Just when the base guards were all attracted by the motorcade at the gate, a dozen black figures appeared silently from the darkness like ghosts, touched behind the guards, and inserted the needles containing the sleeping pills in their hands. Inside the opponent's neck.
At the same time, with the sound of "swish, swish" breaking through the air, several holes appeared in the glass of the sentry tower. The guards in the sentry tower stared blankly at the extra needles on their chests, without even opening their mouths to sound the alarm. As time went by, his vision went dark, and he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
The soldiers in the base were not aware of the invasion and allowed the off-road vehicles to wipe away the interior of the base. When passing through a pass, two black shadows will come down from the two off-road vehicles behind the convoy. When they arrived at the base command room, all key parts of the entire base had been quietly occupied.
"General, what are you doing?"
The base commander looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him in surprise.
"I'm sorry, but this is all for a better future for this country."
With that said, Harris pulled the trigger and shot the opponent in the neck with the needle. Looking at the fallen commander, Harris glanced at the time on his watch and said solemnly: "We only have fifteen minutes, everyone, hurry up, hurry up!"
Following his order, the black figures swarmed up, and when they came under the light, they saw clearly that they were all fully armed soldiers.
They picked up the base commander's magnetic card, entered the password they had stolen long ago, and opened the door to the base's underground vault. Behind the gate were steaming cylinders. The soldiers unscrewed the lids of the cylinders, took out fist-sized green glass balls, and carefully put them into the black boxes they carried with them.
"Be careful, if one of these things falls, there will be no living people in the entire base."
Harris stood at the door, cautioning.
But the more careful you are, the more likely it is that something will happen. One of the soldiers in the back slipped his hand, and a green glass ball fell from his hand. It landed on the ground, talked lightly for a few times, and then rolled to the side.
"Damn it, come out quickly, everyone come out quickly1"
Harris opened his eyes wide in horror. When the other soldiers heard this, they ran outside. But at this moment, the green glass ball had rolled to the corner of the wall. Although it was only touched lightly, the glass ball that was fine just now shattered with a "click".
A looming faint green mist rose from the glass ball.
At this time, only the soldier who accidentally dropped the glass ball was left in the vault and did not run out. However, Harris couldn't wait any longer and could only grit his teeth and close the vault door hard.
The soldiers who were locked inside were beating the door desperately. But soon, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He scratched his neck desperately, and the skin all over his body was like a toad, with large and small blisters.
Although there was no sound inside at all through the door, looking at the soldier's miserable condition through the glass on the door, he seemed to hear his shrill screams.
But there is no way. If the door is not closed, not only will he die, but the entire base will die.