Chapter 373: The wind and rain are dark (three)

Standing next to Zhong Fireworks was Tian Dabangzi, who was expressionless. Both of them were wearing ordinary civil uniforms, and behind them were dozens of Xilin officers dressed in well-developed federal officers.

Zhou Jin, the commander of the 7th Brigade, walked into the queue, stood attentively and saluted, and then left, followed by Wang Meng, the burly guard battalion commander of the Guards. These Xilin soldiers who vowed to protect the Zhong family with their blood of life, took the order and left in front of the people of the whole federal government.

Many years ago, when a certain ancestor of the Zhong family in Xilin was in a storm today, he left a famous saying for the whole Federation: Federalists do not fight federal people, but today these resolute-looking Xilin soldiers showed their attitude to the whole Federation, which seemed to be completely opposite to that sentence.

Will the first federal civil war begin? Will Xilin, who has been close to the capital's star circle for millions of years, ignore the charter and declare independence?

If the leader Xilin's strongest voice to the capital's star circle was an old man with a gloomy expression, the federal society and the media would definitely start to criticize him immediately, giving this person the hat of countless wicked and wild, bloodthirsty and murder conspirators.

But what appeared in front of the universe was an orphan whose parents had both died. At the moment when most people began to believe in the special issue of the Capital Special Zone Daily, believing that the Ancient Bell explosion was a conspiracy of the federal government. Facing the pitiful and helpless orphan, it was difficult for anyone to connect her with the ambitious conspirator, and no one could blame her in the name of morality.

On the contrary, the people sympathized with her and pityed her. So after the Xilin Declaration came out, anti-government marchs across the federal government gradually spread, with two additional items: opposing the civil war and demanding that the government give Xilin justice.

The governor of Qixia Prefecture arrived at the Capital Special Administrative Region in a special car, opened an extremely long light curtain banner on the Charter Square, and was arrested for violating the traffic bill. The governor did not resist because this was his plan. He believed that the people of Qixia Prefecture would definitely leave the apartment building and take to the streets when they saw the scene of their handcuffs.

In order to cope with the situation in Xilin and the increasingly tense atmosphere, the troops stationed in S3 began to prepare for war intensively. However, when a full mecha division asked the Yashan Assembly Base to distribute relevant components, it received no response.

Yashan Assembly Base is the largest logistics and material distribution base in the Federation. The base's garrison troops have increased their security levels. Two huge and heavy alloy doors are slowly closed, and countless heavy firepower base groups are ready to shoot at the outside world at any time.

In the base conference room, several federal generals did not hesitate to reject the fourth allocation request of the Third Military Region. In the dim front desk, the idle general who was removed from his post as Minister of Defense three years ago and sent to the assembly base turned around and looked at his subordinates who were loyal to him and said calmly:

"The army should not have its own ideas, but the charter is on it, and the federal troops... do not fight a civil war. The Federation is now in turmoil. Do we need the help of an imperialist to get back on track? As a federal soldier, I can't afford to lose this face, we must save ourselves."

With the tough statements of the Qinglongshan anti-government forces and the Xilin Zhong family, the terrifying shadow of the civil war spread everywhere like lead clouds in the sky. The invisible and powerful pressure made many people silently change their attitudes.

Many of the Iron Loyalists who support the government have become silent. The remaining forces of Ripapur, the three trade unions in the four states around the mountain, are no longer as intense and aggressive as they did in the past few days. Some members of the parliament also began to think about where the future lies.

After a night of fierce debate, Parliament Hill finally ended the procedural bargaining, completed three process voting, and officially entered the impeachment process.

Seeing the footage on the news, the silent marchers waiting in front of Federal Television in front of Parliament Hill burst out with the most excited cheers and screams. In sharp contrast, the presidential residence in the wind and snow was silent.

This is not the first time that President Pablo was impeached, but the impeachment proposal proposed by Tai Zhiyuan last time was not even approved for the first reading of the procedure, and it ended in a bleak state. Who would have thought that this impeachment this time has really entered the final stage?

The staff in the presidential residence had complicated expressions, feeling that the wind and snow outside the window seemed to have defeated the indoor constant temperature system, and the surrounding environment suddenly became cold.

"The evidence is still being submitted, and later it will be a two-hour self-defense time for both prosecution and defense. The defense lawyer and relevant personnel of the Ministry of Justice have arranged it."

In the Oval Office, Director Bryn looked at the President by the window with a nervous expression, his voice becoming a little hoarse and uneasy.

"According to the analysis of the foundation, research office and think tank, as well as the attitude of the MPs obtained by telephone follow-up visits, we now have 41% of the iron votes in our hands, and in theory there is no possibility of passing the impeachment proposal."

"All stories will have nothing to do with probability at the end. Things that cannot happen theoretically will often end up becoming the most real harm."

President Pablo replied, then raised his arm to signal him to leave.

The Oval Office was empty. The President poured a glass of wine, sat on the sofa by the window and sucked slowly, lit another cigarette, and looked at the snowy clouds outside the window and remained silent for a long time.

A child of a Donglin miner was extremely lucky to come to the capital's star circle, and then became a lawyer, a public welfare lawyer, a poor lawyer, and a stupid lawyer who almost could no longer practice. Then he became a lawyer consultant to the three major trade unions, a darling of the liberal media, a breeze in the federal political circle, and finally became the most powerful man in the federal government.

The turning point of this legendary life was a drunken incident in a tavern. Since then, Pablo has rarely drunk alcohol and has never smoked a cigarette.

"You used to have nothing, so what qualifications do you have to be low and lost today? Do you have to watch the Federation be brought into the abyss of despair by corrupt politicians, greedy families, soldiers who fight civil war? No, Pabur, you must stand up, it's time for you to make a decision!"

The man with dark and cold cheeks stood up, stared at the wind and snow outside the window coldly, and suddenly threw the wine glass hard to the ground, then turned around.

The first lady was silently beside the door, her eyes moving from the glass sheets on the ground towards his face, her eyes full of worry and anxiety, and a faint sadness and loss.

"I'm not for myself, I'm not for power, I'm for the Federation."

"You should know how much I love this Federation."

President Pablo pursed his lips in pain, walked towards his desk in response to his wife's gaze, picked up the phone and dialed the numbers he needed to dial.

The thick snow clouds are heavy in lead gray, but they still cannot completely block the sunlight from the atmosphere. The morning light has long turned into a bright light covering the fields. It is precisely because the light is everywhere that people often forget their existence.

Xu Le, who was stiff, lay quietly under a huge rock like a stone man, and monitored the movements of the military camp across the mountain through the mini light curtain next to his face.

After observing at the peak for a long time, he still did not find the barracks where Du Shaoqing might be. In fact, because the distance was too far, he had to wait until the other party walked out of the barracks if he wanted to snipe Du Shaoqing.

Suddenly, his pupils suddenly tightened, and his heartbeat, which was forced to be reduced by his true energy, began to beat rapidly at this moment, and then he returned to a smoother level.

Opposite the mountain range, there was some movement in the Iron Seventh Division's garrison.

From the outside, the layers of barracks and the mechas covered with rainproof cloth like statues did not seem to change from before. However, the right foundation valve of the warehouse on the west side was opened, and the personnel in the logistics camp seemed a little dense.

Xu Le stayed in the federal troops for too long. He knew that the right foundation valve was opened to clean up the water needed for the warehouse energy injection equipment. The logistics camp's personnel were in great detail, which showed that this was not a regular action. The warehouse energy injection equipment was under the ground and was responsible for replenishing energy for military mechas.

Through these details, he immediately judged that the Iron Seventh Division was preparing for combat, and the situation he didn't want to face finally happened inevitably!

Sure enough, countless low buzzing mecha self-test sounds sounded from the Iron Seventh Division's military camp, and these sounds became extremely dull and shocking in one place.

Xu Le narrowed his eyes and stared at the picture on the miniature light curtain. After a moment, he saw more than 100 black military mx mechas, lined up at high speed like more than 100 gods of slaughtering, and then drove out of the base in three directions.

It was noted that the mecha group of the Iron Seventh Division was extremely cautious in maintaining the queue, while the mecha group closest to the mountain range quickly dispersed and expanded the monitoring area. Xu Le's pupils shrank slightly, and his stiff body became more stiff.

The mx mecha scc full-domain monitoring system was designed by Shang Qiu. Even if he closed his eyes, he could calculate how vast the Iron Seventh Division mechas spread to the bottom of the mountain range could monitor the vast area. This area had just arrived several meters below the huge rock, which also meant that he could not get closer to the highway.

More than a dozen dark green bulletproof military vehicles slowly drove out from the Iron Seventh Division headquarters. Xu Le stared at a military vehicle in the middle, staring at the face that was still blurred and undeniable under the acw terrifying aiming magnifier, as if he saw the pair of sunglasses and the cold glacier expression that had been the same for thousands of years.

Du Shaoqing must be on that military vehicle. The problem is that the distance between the giant rock and the road is too far away, exceeding the effective shooting distance of the acw. If Xu Le tries to sneak downward to approach the shooting distance, he will definitely immediately alarm the dozen terrifying mechas at the bottom of the mountain range.

This is the Iron Seventh Division. The seemingly mediocre and impermanent mecha formation can provide perfect protection for the core area. Xu Le firmly believes that with the terrible military literacy of the Iron Seventh Division, there will be no loopholes in the opponent's mecha defense during the 170-kilometer journey to the Capital Special Zone.

Looking at the heavy mecha group that was dispersed and the silent guards convoy drove onto the highway, Xu Le licked his lips, and couldn't help but wonder if the other party had noticed something.

At this time, he faced a difficult choice. If he was just a cold-blooded killer, he would definitely choose to pick up the acw and then evacuate, and then find a more suitable time to shoot.

But he is not a killer. What he wants to do is to prevent Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division from entering the capital. He has no way to wait any longer.
Chapter completed!