Although rumors about muskets and artillery were spread throughout the city, and everyone had heard of them, very few people had actually seen the actual power of muskets and artillery.

Based on just a few pictures in the newspapers, most people think of muskets and artillery as weapons that can breathe flames.

No one could have imagined that gunpowder weapons would show their power in the imperial capital for the first time, just two years before they appeared in the newspapers.

The gunfire at the door of the Principality of Stuart Liaison Office shook the capital and affected the entire empire.

On that occasion, the enraged people of the imperial capital once again surrounded the liaison office of the Duchy of Stuart, and like the previous one, some led the shouting of slogans, some held flags full of slogans, and some invested stones in the houses.

After the previous "excesses of the people", the eldest prince Charles came to visit in person, and then arranged for a legion of 100 people to closely protect the liaison office.

The legionnaires stood in a column and surrounded the building where the liaison office was located from four directions. So today, the protesters are unable to storm the Liaison Office again

Sergeant Stuart, who was originally responsible for the security of the liaison office, was withdrawn to the courtyard and to the house

Under the isolation of the legionnaires, the protesters outside could not enter, and the Stuart sergeant inside was much more relaxed, and even laughed at the people outside in private.

"Cooper, look at that bald head, wasn't he the first to climb over the wall yesterday!" the two sergeants on duty on the roof of the liaison office smoked cigarettes while looking down at the chaotic crowd below the sixth floor.

Sergeant Cooper looked in, and the bald man who had made the most trouble yesterday was here again, with an open floral shirt revealing a fat belly, big pants and slippers, and the standard imperial capital hooligan's dress.

"This grandson looks like a scoundrel who eats, drinks, gambles, and smokes all kinds of drugs, and he keeps saying that he has come to protest out of righteous indignation!

"The guy who takes the money to do things, someone is pouring dirty water on us Stuart, and the director is trying to figure out how to solve it. The other sergeant chimed in.

The protesters downstairs intensified, and thousands of people gathered in the surrounding streets, several times the number of people yesterday, and everyone in the liaison office was nervous. If the legionnaires on the periphery had not been able to stop the protesting crowd and let them rush into the liaison office, they would not have been dispersed as easily as they had been yesterday, and there would have been no casualties in the clashes.

The two Stuart sergeants on duty on the roof didn't have the heart to ridicule the "actors" outside the courtyard. The two of them lay on the wall and looked down silently.

"Leslie, Leslie Benton!" Cooper said suddenly.

"Huh?" Leslie didn't bother to reply, and snorted to hear it.

"I heard you just recently became a father?" Cooper seemed to want to talk about something light-hearted and ease the tension.

"That's right, didn't I ask for leave to go back to visit my relatives before I transferred the imperial capital......" Leslie said with a smile: "I just received a telegram from home a few days ago, and it's a son." ”

The topic made Leslie feel comfortable, and there was a happy smile in his words: "My family really can't live a child, and I have to send a telegram for this little thing, how expensive is the telegram! Can't I write a letter? I knew a little earlier, and I can't have a few more dollars, Cooper, are you?"

Cooper nodded, stopped talking, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Yes, how good it is to write a letter, it would be nice to know a few later......"

Cooper's words made Leslie a little confused and didn't know what to do, so he also stared at the crowd downstairs silently.

The silence of the two Rao was broken, and there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the top of the building, and the two of them suddenly became nervous and turned back together.

Ascending to the top of the building was a young man in a pen jacket and gold-rimmed glasses, struggling to climb the last few stairs with a large package on his back.

The two sergeants also relaxed when they saw the comer, and Leslie put down his weapon and asked as he walked over to the young man, "Secretary Ford, why are you here?"

Ford was the secretary to the head of the liaison office, and he was an old acquaintance with the sergeants, and Leslie saw that he was carrying a heavy package, and immediately wanted to come to help.

Seeing Leslie approaching, Secretary Ford subconsciously grabbed the package tighter, raised his head to look at Cooper behind him, and a cold gaze flashed under his gold-rimmed glasses.

Cooper's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to make eye contact with Ford, looking down at his toes.

Secretary Ford put down the heavy package behind his back and raised his left hand to make a stopping motion, and Leslie stopped when he saw this, looking dazed.

Stroking his gold-rimmed glasses with his right hand, Secretary Ford looked stunned and said, "What's the matter? Time has passed, do you know, why haven't you disposed of it yet?"

Leslie looked dazed, wondering why the usually pleasant secretary Ford could suddenly get angry, a strange remark that made people scratch their heads.

"Secretary Ford, what time is it?" Leslie raised her hand and grabbed her short hair.

"He's ...... with me," Cooper's voice popped into Leslie's ear.

When did Cooper appear on the edge?

Before Leslie could figure it out, a strong arm clasped his neck from behind.

Breathlessness and inability to break free.

Leslie's confused consciousness confirmed that it was Cooper who attacked him, a comrade-in-arms who had been in the army for a year, a partner on duty, and a brother in peacetime, how could he suddenly attack him?

Before he could figure out this question, Leslie, who had only struggled twice, fell into a coma

Before he fell unconscious, he seemed to hear Cooper's voice say, "Go ahead, you will be a hero, and your wife and your son will be taken care of." ”

Why......

"A woman's kindness!" said Ford.

"Don't forget that your mission is to cooperate with me!" Cooper put down the unconscious Leslie in his arms and glared at Ford fiercely.

"Look at what I'm doing, come and help, these things are too heavy!" Ford avoided Cooper's gaze and leaned over to pick up the package, but couldn't lift it.

Cooper strode over, grabbed the package with one hand, and lifted it to the edge of the roof.

The package was opened, and Cooper pulled out four muskets and turned out some paper shells.

Ford stepped forward to take the musket, expertly loaded it, and lined it up against the wall.

Then Cooper pulled out more than a dozen black fist-sized gadgets and piled them up on the side of the wall.

Ford probed to observe the protesters downstairs, and then quickly retracted his son, sat down with his back against the wall, raised his hand and stroked his gold-rimmed glasses, and said, "There are really a lot of people, are you nervous?"

Cooper sat with his back to the wall and lit a cigarette and handed it to a young man in a formal suit.

"Smoke one, and if you can't get out, you won't regret not smoking. ”

Ford silently took the cigarette, took a few puffs, and then coughed violently, choking on tears, so he had to take off his glasses and wipe his tears with the sleeve of his silk shirt.

"What are you crying about, what are you afraid of, people die and birds are dead, and they will not die for thousands of years. It's time to work hard for the 'organization'! If we have done this mission, we brothers will both become law enforcers!"

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