The same morning light peak military camp is a more powerful enemy that even feels unshakable, and because of the tight control of the federation, those companions in the federation cannot provide him with mechas, and he only has an ACW.
There is no silencer installed at the front end of the sturdy barrel, because he believes that Du Shaoqing will only leave himself a chance to fire a shot. As long as the shooting occurs, the well-trained subordinates of the Seventh Iron Division will definitely find the sniper spot in the first time. , and then the mecha group rushing all over the mountains and plains.
In this case, it is very unnecessary to install a silencer. Instead of installing a silencer, it can maximize the armor-piercing and additional magnetic vibration capabilities of the original tungsten tail bomb to ensure the success rate of the first strike.
Lying under the boulder and looking up at the black-gray sky, Xu Le found that the morning light that had just appeared was quickly fading, and the lead clouds slowly squeezed from the north enveloped the sky again, and the wind gradually dimmed the light.
"An imperial person who came to the Federation not far away for tens of thousands of years... What kind of mental illness is this?"
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, a self-deprecating smile appeared, and he silently asked himself the question he had asked many times in his heart, but could not find the answer.
The probability of success in sniping Du Shaoqing is very small. Even if it succeeds, a famous federal general who is deeply loved by the federal people dies at the hands of the imperial prince, and no one knows what kind of riots and turmoil it will cause.
If he had a choice, Xu Le would never come outside the Seventh Iron Division camp.
If Congress passes the impeachment case, President Pabble is willing to accept this ending and step down peacefully, which is naturally the best development of the story.
However, he knew Pabul, because they were all equally stubborn and stoic Donglin Stones, and he also knew Li Zaidao well, because he knew that the brilliance of the Li family in Philadelphia was enough to distort the thinking and judgment of many people.
So Xu Le is very clear that there is no if in this story, and he has no other choice. Pabul and Li Zaidao will definitely not admit defeat, and when they start to mobilize the terrible power of the army, no one including himself can stop this. Everything, he can only choose to kill the most dangerous and powerful Du Shaoqing, and then continue to try to kill the other two people.
Li Zaidao sipped slowly with a cup of tea.
The federal military leader and top leader of the Joint Investigative Service has been quiet these days, whether it's the silent march into the capital, the seven-team raid on the Chundu nursing home, the Supreme Court's repeal of the Patriot Act, or the raging debate on Parliament Hill right now. In the impeachment case, he couldn't make the expression on his face change in the slightest, making the tea in the cup a little thick.
The federation is already in the dark, and it is about to be shaken, but he is still sitting like a mountain, calm in the joint meeting building, occasionally caring about the intelligence of the seven groups, but he doesn't seem to be particularly concerned, as if he can catch it. Xu Le and the seven groups were not important to him.
"Is there a letter from Feng'er?" He turned to put down the teacup and asked slowly.
The secretary officer quickly looked away from the general's gray temples and replied softly, "Sorry General, Colonel Li Feng didn't write."
All the officers felt that the general's behavior these days was a bit strange, and they wondered why he was so calm and confident in this situation.
Only the closest subordinates, remembering the war between Xu Le and the Federation more than three years ago, vaguely understood something.
At that time, facing Xu Le, who possessed the first order of charter and was invincible as if killing a god, Li Zaidao's performance was as calm as it is now. Strong confidence comes from cards that no one can imagine.
Li Zaidao looked at the tea leaves swirls slowly in the cup, and remembered that when his father returned to his home in Philadelphia from the front line when he was a child, he would often shake the tea in the cup with eight rice infuriating qi, trying to make himself happy.
He was really happy as a little boy at the time, but as he grew up and found that he couldn't have the magical ability like his father, he couldn't be happy anymore.
After getting married and having children, and discovering that his son has this ability, Lee Jae-do's complicated emotions reached a climax. However, he silently buried his childhood longing and sadness in the depths of his heart and never mentioned it to anyone.
"Father, your ability can make the tea spin, but now I don't envy you anymore in Dao, and I don't need to envy Feng'er anymore, because I found an incomparably powerful force in Dao, powerful enough to make the stars spin."
Li Zaidao said silently in his heart, and then dialed the number of the official residence.
"Mr. President, in Dao's opinion, it is time to make up your mind."
"General, this kind of determination is not easy. Our names will be recorded in history textbooks."
"Mr. President, history is written by the victors."
"Race the danger of civil war to an unknown future?"
"If you are worried about the outcome of these two wars, I assure you that we will win the final victory."
President Pabble on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and then replied in a tired voice: "General, wait a minute."
Across the street from the Joint Chiefs of Staff office building, there is a famous Bermuda-style restaurant, famous for its salty pork leg and dark beer. Beside the green table on the balcony, Magnolia slowly chewed sausages and bread, her eyes pierced from under the brim of her hat, and looked at the building in the distance, which was full of doubts and unease.
In the distant asteroid belt, in the black and broken spaceship cabin, the slender robotic arm kept swaying to and fro, murmuring to himself like a drunken woman: "Where are you bad bomb? Where are you?"
The huge two-dimensional beam chessboard was covered with black and white chess pieces, and the war with the scrap metal under the Charter Bureau continued to the point where the chessboard was nearly full, and Philip was already beginning to feel exhausted.
For him, the more important issue now is to find those bad bombs that may exist. From the calculation and analysis of clues on the Biqui Plateau to now, no suspicious traces have been found.
Bedman, with messy and dirty hair, looked thinner than a few days ago. He stared at his pale eyes like a madman, drank his coffee mechanically, and asked, "You won't say what you're looking for, I can not help you."
"This is the most core program, I can't tell you." Philip murmured and replied: "The problem is that I don't have a database now, and I can't find any historical materials, which means I have no experience. How can I find it?"
In the seventy-sixth year of the constitutional calendar, the federal political situation was in turmoil. Hundreds of thousands of silent marching demonstrators poured into the Capital Territory. Although these demonstrators tried their best to maintain a good order, so many people still caused many areas of the capital. Traffic and security have been greatly affected.
Fortunately, like most of the tens of billions of people in the Federation at this time, the citizens of the capital have basically stayed at home these two days, carrying noodles bowls, smoking cigarettes, drinking beer, or being nervous or excited or bored. Attracted by the live broadcast of news channels, it did not make the social order more chaotic.
The live broadcast on Capitol Hill entered the drama of the impeachment proceedings, and all the TV stations began to broadcast in parallel, so that some political nihilists smashed the TV screen angrily when they found that the remote control was basically ineffective.
At this moment, the Federal News Channel suddenly displayed a window screen in the upper right corner of the live broadcast screen on Parliament Hill. In the window screen, the host announced the latest news to the manuscript.
The Qixia state legislature passed a resolution, and the governor angrily announced on TV that based on the president's shameless behavior, Qixia state would no longer support the current federal government.
Immediately after, S2 Oak State announced much the same.
Next are the remaining three states in the S2 ring mountain four states.
During the fierce debate on Parliament Hill for the initiation of the impeachment process, the state legislatures of a total of 17 states in the federation passed a resolution declaring that they did not trust the Pabble government and asked the president to resign immediately.
By this time, with the exception of the anti-government forces in Xilin Region and Qinglong Mountain, all political forces in the Federation have clearly stated their positions.
The states of Donglin Region naturally chose to support the Pabble government, but unfortunately, as in the past many years, this abandoned planet is easily forgotten.
Not many people know that Zhang Xiaomeng has left the Capital SAR ahead of schedule and returned to Qinglong Mountain. Before the sickbed, she clearly explained her views to the leader of Nanshui.
In the dimly lit room, the leader of Nanshui with age spots looked at her, the old man's unique wisdom and inexplicable faint smile appeared in his vicissitudes of life.
Before she left, the old man murmured in a low voice, "... Radical revisionism is a must."
The next day, the Qinglongshan Central Committee issued a letter to all federal citizens through the Capital District Daily.
In the letter to all citizens, Qinglongshan demanded a thorough investigation of the explosion of the ancient bell, demanded that the president resign and face trial, demanded that the people unite, and sent the warmongers such as Li Zaidao to the Qingcheng military prison, and stated that they would not rule out the right time. , use force to preserve the true spirit of the Charter.
On the same day, a mechanic from the Federal Xilin Military Region entered the capital of Sunset State and surrounded the Venus Hotel, where the Liaison Office of the Ministry of National Defense is located. Another rapid response brigade airborne at the Changfeng Military Base seized control without firing a shot.
Eleven senior military officers of the Ministry of National Defense and more than 30 relatives of the Zhong family were declared unwelcome by Xilin. They were escorted into the spaceship by the heavily armed Zhong family troops and exiled back to the capital star circle through Changfeng Base.
The troops loyal to the federal government began to quickly gather for the battle, and the fastest mech force approached the capital of the Sunset State in the evening.
A civil war seems to be about to kick off, the situation in Xilin has deteriorated suddenly, and the tense atmosphere is about to suffocate. At this time, the little princess of the Zhong family, who was enthusiastically supported by the people of Xilin, walked out of the old house in Wei Er District under the setting sun.
In front of the red oil restaurant, Zhong Fireworks looked at the camera in front of him, squinted his bright moon-like eyes, smiled and said calmly: "About the explosion of the ancient Bell, about the deaths of my parents and Xilin officers and soldiers, if the federal government Don't give Xilin an explanation..."
"Then Xilin will give the federation a statement."