Chapter 1825: So Far, It Has Become Eternal

The two communities who have more than a hundred years of community are the highest -level chiefs. Although they want to cry with headache, they can't do such a thing before their subordinates. Moreover, it is really not crying now.

"At all at all costs, you must save the president back! At all costs!"

They all thought of all the measures that could be arranged, maybe they could work or not work, but they all dared not breathe.

They actually know that no matter what they do, they are now late, but they can pray that the spirit of the universe can still have a little hope for themselves.

At this moment, when Prime Minister Guard suddenly thought of himself when he was twenty years old, he was still a civil servant who had just entered the government. He was arranged by leaders every day to make overtime to make a group. Now, he is already over sixty years old. He is still the Prime Minister, but he still has to run like a small civil servant, and he can't help but be sad.

"What kind of sin did I do in my last life, to suffer this kind of suffering?"

Vice President Yeluo screamed almost: "舅, don't you say that the president is gone? Didn't he say he had left the earth?"

"But he appeared again! Still appeared before us."

"He was wrong, he was wrong! He was not right every time! He obviously made mistakes."

What does it mean to say this? The Prime Minister of the Guards pulled the vice president's hand test to let him calm down: "Will Mr. Mao think that it is because we are too slow? So he was robbed of the first hand?"

Vice President Ye Luo froze for a moment, and he really screamed: "This is unfair! This is completely unfair! This is not fair! I am vice president, but not his servant! Brother Mao, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you You must save me!

Compared to the death of Mr. President, these two are of course more concerned about the attitude of Mao Yuanzhang.

And this big man, of course, has received new news from the presidential palace at this time, and it is inevitable to show a surprise expression.

"OK is President Nishita himself?"

"Our people were at the scene, but I didn't find any flaws for a while." His housekeeper meticulously replied: "Basically, it is certain that the president has a real entity and is by no means remote projection. Of course, you can't, you can't Excluding the possibility of a mysterious phenomenon, but this is not the long item of its subordinates. "

Mao Yuanzhang looked at his colleagues in the snake in the world.

The middle -aged man who still wears a police officer uniform groaned: "Just what I know, there are at least four methods to realize this phenomenon, but they are all mysterious methods of high -ring."

He suddenly showed a malicious smile: "Of course, it can't rule out that the president is true."

Mao Yuanxuan laughed: "Indeed, I just heard the news of his leaving, and couldn't keep the truth."

The "police" with unknown identity shows a full -scale expression: "That is to say, this president is really a tough guy who is bent? Just like what he shows?"

"Hahaha, who knows? I said that the mask is worn for too long, and I can no longer face my real face. But if this mask can't be removed, will it become true anyway? No matter what you want to do now , Lost. However, it was difficult for this smile to be mad, but it was difficult to avoid.

"Your other arrangement is still over." Police officers said quietly.

"The old man's mask worn for a lifetime. If nothing can be done, how can others know what mask I put on?" He smiled, but his expression gradually crazy, as if he really put on a piece The mask is like.

If it is seen by outsiders, no one will doubt the identity of his snake head.

Nympho

Regardless of whether Mr. Mao, who is crazy, is the vice president and prime minister who is crying with headache, President Nishita, who has no one to stop, still stands on the balcony on the balcony. His strong body and dazzling face seemed to have a real statue as shore against the light of the fire.

Of course, compared to the standing posture of the martyr who seemed to be a martyr, his speech was really a bit epilepsy, perhaps more epilemored than the current expression of Mao.

"In short, the Qi of the Blue Star Community has been exhausted! My politicians either only know the power of playing with or in order to compromise! Our businessmen only know the figures that pursue profits and take pride in acting as an agent abroad! And there is also a proud of foreign power! And proud of it! And there is also a proud of foreign power! And proud of it! And there is also proud of foreign power! And proud of it! And there is also proud! Our army, the army brought out by Marshal Li, has already fallen into a road specimen that has floated by people. The heroes who fought in the new outer ring and the new continent are just a minority of this group, and their best to delay the arrival of the disaster.

"Everyone shouted freedom and democracy. To maintain our republic civilized lighthouse, they never thought that they had to take responsibility for a qualified citizen. You followed us and said that he was going to the tyranny of the empire, but However, he gave the right to the public politicians without blinking.

"Our industry is regressing, our agriculture is declining, your jobs are getting harder and harder to find, and your income is getting lower and lower. Only fifty years later, the country founded by Marshal Li and his comrades has degenerated into this state. The income and average life expectancy of the people are not even as good as during the imperial rule.

"What qualifications do we have to continue this war? How can we fight against the Galactic Empire's war of annihilation? "

"But why has no one ever thought of overthrowing all this? Where are your rights? Is the citizenship you are granted to attack the presidential palace with these weapons? "

President Nishita's voice was as loud and clear as ever, full of appeal and motivation, even more touching than when he gave a remote speech at the Union Congress.

This is probably because his expression is very sincere now.

At this moment, many people were really moved by President Nishita's speech and couldn't help but put down their weapons. Of course, there were also many people who were still confused. After all, they were mobs. As long as they participated in this kind of activity, it was equivalent to abandoning their brains and letting all their actions go with the flow.

Of course, many people with ulterior motives hid in the crowd, which was more than a simple rioter. The people seemed even more at a loss.

Damn, is this something I can listen to without paying?

Is it okay for a president like you to flip the table? This is to scold the whole country, from politics to business and even the people?

More importantly, what does "luck has run out" mean? Is it okay for a president like you to directly deny the legitimacy of the country?

After today's speech, it is uncertain whether President Nishita can survive, but his life as a politician and even as a social person is definitely over.

However, even those soldiers of the unknown armed group who came to the scene with malicious intent could not help but You have to stand in awe.

This is a real man! If someone can commit suicide in front of tens of thousands of people, what else can he be but a man?

But in reality, of course it is not economical at all. It is just tens of thousands. Following the president's husband, several drones that have been operating around the city also flew to the scene. They were originally filming the riot scene, and now they have discovered bigger news, so of course they must rush to the scene as soon as possible.

They even arrived at the scene faster than the police riot drones of the public security department.

This is probably because the well-equipped armed groups hidden in the rioting crowd have never regarded the media's use of drones as Target.

So, at this moment, the image of President Keith Nishita standing in front of thousands of people and flames was captured by the camera, compressed and transferred, and quickly spread to all the terminals in the universe that were affected by the source wave terminal.

Then, in the stunned eyes of tens of thousands of people at the scene, and in the eyes of countless people in the universe, they clearly saw that the president raised his fist high above his head, and his expression had changed from the previous grief to the current excitement.

He also changed from a sarcastic critic to an impassioned fighter.

"Yes, the Empire is already at the gates of the city, but we are here helpless and furious. In your eyes, I can see the fear from the bottom of your heart, which is of course exactly the same fear as mine. Indeed, in the face of the overwhelming power of the Empire, we are so weak. The courage of the people of the earth will be completely exhausted, and they can only abandon their dignity, break their pride, and pray for the forgiveness and mercy of the slave owners! But that shouldn't be today! Maybe one day, the invaders will break through our city in one fell swoop, and the civilization and history of the earth will be extinct, but that is not today! "

"Today, we must fight to the death! Fight for everything you cherish! Fight for a possibility! Our founding fathers worked hard to this day for this possibility. They wanted to prove to the whole universe that human beings should be born as independent and free individuals! Now, as the last president of the Blue Star Community, I order you to stand up and fight to overthrow all the slave owners in the universe!"

Such a shout seemed passionate, but it did not attract the response of the audience.

The mob, who had long lost the ability to think clearly, looked at the president with a red face, and the last bit of rationality slowly dissipated.

The mercenaries hiding at the scene were impatient to squeeze through the crowd.

"He doesn't think it's useful to talk at this time, right?"

"Hahaha, maybe the president thinks that he is the 'truth guide' of the Nine Rings, and he can make us all turn against him with his mouth? "

"We can't let him continue his speech."

"What did the higher-ups say? Are they going to be alive or dead?"

"Bullshit, of course there are alive ones. Even if they are going to be dead, they can't be left here!"

The cold malice was brewing in the crowd, but before it could directly affect reality, President Keith Nishita on the third-floor balcony had already lowered his arms, and then, in everyone's sight, his body suddenly shook and he stopped speaking.

In the close-up shot of the drone, a moment of dullness flashed across his face, and he instinctively raised his hand to cover his chest, then lowered his head, watching the blood oozing out from between his fingers with a little surprise.

Everything was quiet.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Everything became so slow.

"Blood, blood is hot." The president was about to collapse to the ground, holding his chest, but he still raised his fist with his last strength and shouted to everyone.

Silent shout.

Fight!

Fight!

So far, it has become eternal.

When President Nishita's hand slowly dropped, his guards and cabinet members rushed out from behind him, trying to hold him back to the inside of the presidential palace. But at this moment, the drone in the sky also fired a series of bullets at the balcony.

I don't know when, the drone equipped with the Vulcan cannon has been mixed in with the drones used for filming.

As the figure on the balcony was completely covered by the crazy and deadly dense barrage, the chaos in the courtyard of the presidential palace also intensified. Some people screamed, some were at a loss, some wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, some tried to rush forward, and some roared in the crowd.

"The conspiracy of the empire!"

"The conspiracy of the traitors!"

"Fight!"

Also confused were the unknown armed groups mixed in the crowd. They were even more confused than the mobs they had incited. It was not until the crowd's retreat and chaos turned into a disorderly fight that they reacted from their brief confusion and quickly tried to squeeze through the crowd to retreat.

As well-trained mercenaries, they certainly knew that if they did not retreat, the situation would be very delicate.

Of course, after all, everyone is doing business. Professionalism is professionalism, but they still can't take the blame. During the retreat, they did not forget to check the accounts: "So, the sniper is your man?"

"I didn't arrange it that way. It was you, the drones cut in very timely!"

"Of course, this was not done by me. We didn't bring any drones. But why didn't the sniper hit the head? You actually let him throw a few punches?"

"I said it was not my man! But why did your drone open fire? Isn't this escalating the situation?"

"It was the president who instigated it first! What can I do? I am also desperate... Wait, I said we didn't bring any drones to Earth. The imperial army is about to land on Earth. Are you looking for death by bringing military drones?"

Of course, these leaders from different mercenary organizations have no subordinate relationship after all, so naturally they can't make any serious accounts. If they were not busy evacuating, they might be busy shirking the blame first.

At this time, they couldn't even figure out whether their actions were successful.

Fortunately, as a well-trained illegal mercenary group, they naturally considered the worst-case scenario before taking action, and of course prepared various evacuation routes. Soon, the core personnel escaped from the chaos of the Presidential Palace and retreated to the outside of the island along the small paths in the city.

Compared with the Presidential Palace courtyard where tens of thousands of people gathered, although there were small-scale battles everywhere in the city, there was always room for evacuation.

However, if you encounter a long-awaited oriole during the escape, that would be another matter.

After all, everyone belongs to different mercenary teams, and even if one or two "colleagues" lose contact, no one will care.

Gan Jiang and Moye looked at the bodies of the unknown armed group lying scattered on the ground in the alley, and for a moment they actually felt a little guilty.

"We seem to have hit them too hard."

"But, we haven't even tried our best, how come they fell?"

"But there is still someone alive here." Moye pulled up a gray man from the ground, who was also the only psychic among the mercenaries. Although he was beaten so hard that his bones were deformed, he was still alive with difficulty.

"Very good... Then the question is, who should we report to now?"

The twin girls of the Spiritual Research Association looked at each other and fell into a state of confusion.

...

At the same time, on the He'an cruise ship in Xinchang'an, President Zhen Nishita and his wife and his staff on the bridge, as well as the crew members wearing community uniforms but full of alliance flavor, stared at the screen with their eyes wide open. The Eternal City and the Presidential Palace on the screen were disappearing in the flames and explosions, and the disorderly turmoil formed a grand picture of destruction.

However, although the arm raised high did not have much power, it waved in everyone's heart.

All the people on Earth who remembered that scene felt the courage and will that would never run out.

"What a heroic spirit, what a tragic and majestic... A real man should be like this!" President Keith Nishita murmured, with a flash of longing and yearning on his face.

Your reaction is wrong! Mrs. Melalie glanced at her husband, but she only saw the passion of a 14-year-old in her 44-year-old husband, and was speechless for a while.