He Lei stepped forward, took out a fibrous note from his left breast pocket, read the writing on it in a deep voice, "Mu Fei, Liu Yucheng, Neo, Fan Yong... Those who are named stay here. Come down and be investigated, the rest of the small-eyed combat unit must be evacuated from the planet's surface within half an hour."
He looked over the iron ruler-like shoulders of the madman Li, and looked at the gray sky. He nodded slightly and said, "The fleet's response ship is about to land."
Nine names from the Joint Investigation Unit were called and asked to stay, in addition to Director Berry, six senior investigative officers and two commanders of the Small Eyes Special Forces. All of these people participated in the investigation of the NTR units of the New 17th Division, and directly planned the cold-blooded and shameless framing.
The New Seventeenth Division did not accept Director Berry's request to surrender to the gendarmerie headquarters, but strongly asked them to stay and accept their own review. Why did it behave like that before.
A dangerous atmosphere pervaded the arena, flowing slowly and refreshingly along the edge of the cold steel mecha and firearms, as if to freeze all the heat and noise, Director Berry's face turned pale, looking at Madman Li's face, hanging down. The fingers on the edge of the pants trembled slightly.
He is afraid that it does not mean that everyone in the department is afraid. The joint investigation department has rare high-level authority and is directly responsible to the president and the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Over the years, the officialdom and judicial circles of the capital star circle have been ravaged, and he has never encountered any real The challenge, especially the high-ranking officials from the Charter Bureau, has long been accustomed to standing indifferently on the highest hillside, looking at the object of his own censorship like a winter antelope.
Neo, who was named, was one of them.
After graduating from college, he directly entered the Charter Bureau. In addition to the joint investigation department who has been in contact with ordinary federal society in the past three years, he has been working in that mysterious institution. He has been bathed in the sacred and inviolable charter for too long, and it is natural to become a Charter Bureau official. The same concept of sacrosanct.
He walked past Director Berry, looked at Madman Li's face, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I can't stay as you asked, because my personnel relationship is still in the Charter Bureau, although Mr. Li, your family background is amazing, But I think you still don't have the authority to arrest Charter Bureau officials."
His expression was a smile, and he said sorry, but in such a situation to say such a thing, there was a sense of pride and contempt from the inside out.
The mysterious and powerful Charter Bureau is the cornerstone of the entire Federation. No matter how powerful the government is, no department dares to go against the wishes of this institution. Even Parliament Hill and the Presidential Palace must show enough respect for this existence.
This is a deeply rooted tradition or rule of the Federation, and even the federal military has to abide by it a little foolishly, watching those technical officers stay in the base like uncles, commanding the Charter Network with contempt. Refactor and start.
In countless years, only a few years ago in the 3320 battleship, Xu Le, who had the highest authority, once arrogantly arrogant to the entire Charter Bureau.
In today's base Y3, who has the authority to deter the Charter Bureau
At the mine in Donglin, Feng Yu once educated Xu Le. In the wetlands on the outskirts of the capital, he also gave Xu Le advice. Although the charter is powerful and authority is terrible, it is people who execute the charter. It means that the powerful upper limit of the brilliance of the charter depends on the upper limit of the executor's ability.
Madman Li did not know that the uncle who fought against the charter Guanghui all his life had a very precise design for this situation. He simply and simply implemented the highest principle in the army: whoever has a gun is the boss.
So he raised the gun in his hand, aimed it at the Charter Bureau officer named Neo, and pulled the trigger with a blank face.
With a crisp gunshot, Neo suddenly spurted a blood flower from the back of his head, and then a deep blood hole slowly appeared between his eyebrows, like the third eye of a monster who was shocked and confused.
With a muffled thud, the body of the Charter Bureau official fell heavily to the ground like a sack full of graphite ore, and was stiff and unconscious when he bounced.
The clear and curling gunshots echoed in the base, not very loud, but the eardrums of the four or five hundred people who were shocked were a little numb, and a storm broke out in their minds.
The officers and soldiers of the New Seventeenth Division did not expect to see this scene, but after the shock was a little flat, they immediately felt an unprecedented joy, pain for those innocent brothers who died in the southwest theater, and for the bloody price of these insidious censorship officials. quick.
Hua Xiaosi in an MX mecha in the northwest corner carefully watched the movement in the arena through the optical system, the corners of his lips grinned slightly, and he laughed silently.
In the division headquarters, Li Lunzi once told them that in order to be the commander of the new 17th division, and to become a true member of the new 17th division, one must be ruthless, and the deceased official of the Charter Bureau is a proof: ruthless.
After just saying two words, a high-ranking Charter Bureau official turned into a cold corpse under the muzzle of Li Lunzi. The feelings of the elites of the small-eyed army were naturally completely opposite to those of the New Seventeenth Division.
Most of them looked at Madman Li's face in shock and inexplicable, trying to find a trace of violence or perversion on the face of this young teacher, but they couldn't find anything, just calm or indifference.
Under this mental shock, a few elites of the small-eyed troop who had not been disarmed tried to pick up the firearms beside their feet, but they heard a sudden shock in the air behind them, stabbing into their backs like steel needles.
Dozens of black MX mechas slightly adjusted their postures like icy steel giants. The fuselage leaned forward, and the Darling cannons on the mechanical arms began to rotate at high speed at the same time. Evil.
The attitude of the New Seventeenth Division is very clear. If the small-eyed special forces dare to fire back at this time, then the mecha group that has an absolute advantage will definitely not mind using tens of thousands of bullets thicker than a finger to cut them all into meat scum. .
Director Berry was cold.
From the moment Madman Li stepped out of the military vehicle, the famous conspiracy expert officer, who has frightened countless big figures in the federal government and all walks of life, began to feel fear and cold, until the cold penetrated his chest and abdomen, occupying his back, and began to Make those sweat beads gradually congeal.
At the very beginning, he didn't understand why the New Seventeenth Division was reluctant to talk to him and why Madman Li ignored him. Only then did he realize that who would want to talk nonsense with a mortal person
The new 17th Division broke into the base of the Federal Command so frantically, not to let the joint investigation department hang down their noble and proud heads, but to cut off their heads directly...
They just want to kill themselves these people so simply? Don't they need to investigate, don't need to interrogate, don't even arrange a crime, and don't need to rely on torture to extract some evidence, or to forge some evidence
Director Berry stared, looking at Madman Li not far away in front of him, and the officers and soldiers of the New 17th Division who were in a state of excitement and danger. He could not understand this phenomenon that went against his aesthetics and political philosophy.
Under the threat of death, his slightly trembling right hand stretched to his waist uncontrollably, almost touching the handle of the gun.
At this point in the development of the situation, everyone in the room has confirmed a fact, a fact that is cold and cruel and cannot be denied: the nine people named by Herre just now will definitely be bloodily killed by the New Seventeenth Division today.
One of them was dead and fell to the ground.
Two of the people named were commanders of the small-eyed special forces. As soldiers with equally strong mental and physical strength, they were unwilling to die just like that. Facing this cruel prospect, their eyes drifted to the field.
When their eyes fell, several die-hard commanders stared at the ground under their feet. They didn't seem to have any communication, but their bodies suddenly tightened, and they rushed out like a ferocious tiger, holding the military thorns that were drawn out at some point in their hands.
Their goal is Madman Li, who is standing at the forefront. As long as this person is subdued, the small-eyed combat troops can regain control of the current situation, at least they have room for bargaining, and they should be able to save the life of the commander.
Several tiger shadows rushed towards him, in exchange for a few crisp bursts.
These guys who didn't know whether to live or die were struck by lightning with one leg, and they were shaken more than 20 meters away. They vomited blood and fell into the dust, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Killed like a ferocious tiger, and then turned into a few sick cats, that's because the young teachers they attacked were real tigers, fierce tigers with the spirit of Xilin's skinny tiger between their chests and belly, who grew up on the iron-blooded battlefield.
Madman Li withdrew his right leg expressionlessly, turned his head and stared at Director Berry's face coldly. He didn't look at the hand he stretched out to his waist, but his eyes gradually became violent and burning, and he slapped him like a fiery whip.
"Kill us, how do you explain to the whole federation?" Director Berry asked in a trembling voice: "Even if you are Madman Li, no one can keep you."
"That's my problem. Of course, I brought the troops to the base to kill you. Do you expect me to send you to a military court and instill the spirit of legality in the troops?"
Madman Li said: "I said just now that the way soldiers solve problems has always been more violent and direct, let alone me."
The A1 area of the base was quiet, or deadly. After the New Seventeenth Division entered the base, all the federal troops seemed to have disappeared in the air, and all the heavy firepower weapons seemed to fail at the same time.
Director Berry looked in the direction of the headquarters, knowing that some people were watching this scene indifferently in the dark, he knew that no one would come to save him, he fell into real despair, and then he looked back to see Madman Li's fiery whip-like gaze .
Seemingly burned by the high temperature in his eyes, he held the gun handle uncontrollably with his right hand, and slammed it out to aim at Madman Li's body.
Second shot of the day!
The muzzle in Madman Li's hand was emitting wisps of green smoke. It was not to pity Director Berry, who was saddened by the blood on the ground, but to pay tribute to those comrades who should have died on the battlefield, but died at the hands of villains.