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Background to this article

Milky Way, Rosa Cluster in the consitire Monoceros.

It is an open cluster 1,651 light-years from Ancient Earth, and is surrounded by a large and beautiful rose-shaped nebula, the most beautiful and bright of which is the star 2318bn413 in the distant Ancient Earth.

With the explosion of the ancient earth, human beings migrated into the vast universe, which took hundreds of years, and finally found three planets suitable for human survival in the rose star cluster.

The three planets are named Monoceros, Corona and Zeta.

In the ensuing turf war, countless humans died because of the war before they could enjoy a new home.

In the bloody storm, Herschel Seth led the Herschel Legion to defeat the Galactic Federal Government and establish the First Republic of Herschel. Ruling the most resource-rich star Monocerosis and the most habitable planet for human habitation, he forced the Galactic Federal Government to retreat to the most barren Zeta, and was crowned emperor in 3,547 AD.

Bail Sayth - The youngest son of Herschel Sayth, he succeeded his father as consul (emperor) in 3,578 AD, which is today.

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When looking at the heir who bowed his head to be crowned from the angle that Garth was aiming at, it was clear that the new consul of the republic was still very young.

A young man in a crisp black military uniform, with a silver breasted button all the way to his chin, the whole person looked extremely neat and straight. In his early twenties, he already has an extremely deep and handsome outline, his thin and pursed lips provoke a trace of unruly arc, and his eyes are as cold as a saber shining with cold light, which makes him look at people, which will make the other party unconsciously immediately straighten his chest and abdomen and maintain an upright posture.

That's the goal of this assassination mission, Bair Seth.

Gart narrowed his eyes.

Holding the organization's only S-pole laser particle cannon, the collation stealth infrared ray aimed at Bayer's eyebrows, and a second later, unscrewed the high-pressure particle flow valve, and the particles rushed through the valve to the cannon body, flying out along the laser guide, with a whistling sound, straight to the Supreme Archon.

The crown has to be hung before it is hot, Gat thought boredly.

The coronation ceremony was still going on, and the consul boarded the 3S mecha light car Yufu, turned around and waved to the crowd, in an orderly manner.

The crowd held flowers in their hands, raised their arms and shouted, except for a little excitement to see the new emperor succeed to the throne, there was not the slightest confusion.

After observing for three seconds, Gart lowered his head and patted the particle cannon: "Euro leak, the wrong switch has been twisted." ”

The laser is ejected, but the invisible flow of electrons is leaking sideways.

Gart shrugged, the particle cannon didn't have enough particles in stock.

As he waved and smiled at the crowd, a dull burst of gunfire erupted in the square as he returned to the palace of New Versailles to meet the lieutenant General Corres, stationed on the constellation L of Monolithos.

As a result, Barre Seuss, who had just ascended the throne as the ruler of the First Republic, was immediately sent to the medical chamber for treatment because he was shot.

Bayer's 3S mecha "Mio" defense equipment is so high-end that for low-end bullet shooting, the Mio defense system automatically reduces its danger to 0, and only hurriedly turns on the ambulance system after Bayer is shot.

Who would have thought that on this day in 3578, there would still be someone assassinating the new emperor with the lowest-end bullet guns? Who would have thought that Bayer didn't wear body armor when he went out today?

Mio thought sadly.

Beyer's injuries were not serious, the bullet from the broken gun, which was too backward, passed through his left shoulder, and after five minutes of repair in Mio's medical cabin, the shoulder wound had healed.

Bair walked out of the medical chamber with a blank face, the black uniform covering the bloodstains, only the pure white gloves were stained with blood, Bair threw away the gloves in disgust, and removed one of the wings of the Mio by the way.

In Mio's trembling, Byer's gaze fell on the captured assassin in the distance.

The assassin shuddered.

Some believe that the assassin was instructed by Byer's brother Carlo Seth, some believe that he was a servant of the interstellar war theorists, and some believe that it was a conspiracy from the Zeta Galactic Federation.

There are different opinions, and there is no consensus.

In fact, the assassin was a killer from a small group of killers, and that person was Gat Bergman.

Yes, Gat Bergman, who didn't use the S-rod particle laser cannon.

He was kicked off his left hand by Byer and thrown into a prison in the First Republic, and now he was almost hanging - though he was reluctant to admit it, he had been ready to be executed since he tried to shoot Byer and was captured alive.

Ghat was leaning against the wall facing the prison door, gritting his teeth trying to tie the broken bones of his hand, cold sweat dripping down his forehead to his jaw and then onto the damp prison floor.

Sen Sen's chill went straight from the ground to Garth's tail vertebrae, and the person who couldn't catch his left hand blurted out with a miserable white face: "Raised by a bitch, your feet are so ruthless!" ”

After scolding, leaning against the wall and panting.

All the healing potions had been stolen by Bayer's henchmen, and not even a single bullet casing had been left for him, and all he could do now was lie on the ground and hum, and wait for the First Republic pigs to be executed.

In fact, Ghat was not happy to accept the current situation.

Looking around, Gat got up from the ground, ignoring the miserable condition of his left hand, rubbed to the door, and beckoned his right hand to the head of the guard who happened to be looking at him: "Hey! I'm going to be judged! Please move me to the Military Judicial Academy! ”

The head of the guard pressed the Flying Eagle KH particle gun on his waist, yawned, and looked at Gart lazily in a half-circle: "Didn't you wake up?" Do you want to get out alive after entering me? Hey, Claire - a cigarette - ! ”

"Sir! I'm squatting tuba! On the other side of the prison, a voice asked quickly, "But do you want an S or M flavor?" ”

"It's all done, hey, I'm talking kid." The head of the guard turned his head, and when he came into contact with Gat's gaze, his whole body suddenly sank, and then his hands and feet subconsciously hung down to his side, and then Mu Ran stretched out his hand to enter the password to open the cell door, and after a standard ninety-degree bow, "You go!" ”

Garth quickly took off the guard's shirt and put it on himself, took the eagle kh with his hand, buckled the guard's huge steel helmet, lowered the brim, kicked the guard leader into the prison, and then flashed out along the wall.

When he was about to walk out of the prison gate, the voice on the other side of the prison sounded again, and the speed of his voice was still the same: "Sir! Did I send you your cigarette lounge? ”

Gart quickened his pace, he was about to step out of the prison gate.

His heart was pounding, and Gart just wanted to get out of this place where he didn't even have a clean bed, and then go to a nearby town to buy some medicine for bone repair, and then find a restaurant for a glass of soju, preferably with a large plate of barbecue full of oily meat.

He'd been in that killer organization for twenty-five years.

Stepping out of the door with his head down, at a corner, Garth's forehead suddenly cooled, the steel helmet split in half and then "snapped" to the ground, his vision was covered by blood red, and then he fell softly, and the afterglow swept until a tall and neat shadow suddenly appeared in front of the door, and the other party was holding a military whip.

Garth's heart jumped, wasn't this the pervert who kicked his arm off?

Before he could think about it, what medicine was injected into his forehead worked, and Gart couldn't move his hands and feet, and his blurred vision could only see the pair of combat boots with thorns at the bottom on the ground slowly approaching, and the next second, the boots kicked Gart's thigh fiercely.

"Want to escape?"

The spikes stabbed into his thighs, blood splattered, and the sudden pain caused Gart to regain some control of his body, curling up in pain to protect the vital parts.

He also had an Eagle Kh in his hand, and if he was fine, he could pick it up and put it against Byer's head.

But it was too late, Bayer was too fast, and Gart didn't have time to pull the trigger, and as soon as the whip rolled up the Flying Eagle KH fell steadily into Beyer's hand, Bayer gave Gart a shot casually out of boredom.

The military boots brushed Gart's thighs, and he was satisfied to see the face of the person under his feet distorted, and Bayer tilted his head, and there was no emotion in his brown eyes: "Keep running?" ”

Gart bit the edge of his tongue.

Byer's gaze wandered over Garth, his brown eyes cold as if he was thinking about where to take care of the next shot.

Very good, as expected, it's really going to hang up now.

Time stood still, and Gart waited with his eyes closed and his neck stalked.

However, the expected pain did not come, and Gart felt like he was being dragged up and dragged all the way through in a groggy state.

Fortunately, the First Republic was wealthier and the roads were well built, so Gatt did not suffer any more in the way.

Five minutes later, Gart was brutally thrown into a pool of water.

The water in the pool was about 60 degrees, and the hot water instantly poured into the fine and dense wound on Gat's thigh, and Gatt let out a miserable howl, struggled, and jumped out of the pool.

Then he was pressed in, choked on several mouthfuls of water with a strong smell of blood, and then choked directly when he couldn't catch it in one breath.

It's a tub.

Gart was scrubbed with a fine wound and sent to a large clean bed.

To be exact, a large bed in a closed smart mecha room.

It's a cold, high-level mech room.

Gart was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, he was wearing a very well-fitting uniform, and his whole person looked very slender. However, his hands were cuffed to the head of the bed, and his head was tilted to one side due to his coma, revealing only half of his face.

Just looking at Garth's upper body, neat uniform, and handsome face, an aura of asceticism came to his face.

However, his lower body spoils the overall feeling.

In this regard, Mio's evaluation is as follows: "In the ancient earth language, there is a saying that 'a grain of mouse feces spoils a pot of porridge'. ”

--Gath's legs were wide open, and the sight of his pants being half-faded to reveal the mermaid line created an air of extreme debauchery.

Bair was at the bedside, scrutinizing the figure of the man who had assassinated him, and by the way, at the mecha nerve bands wrapped around Garth's feet.

As if sensing Bayer's approving gaze, the intelligent mecha nerves became excited, and they worked harder to spread Garth's legs wider.

Bair stood at the head of the bed and looked at it for a long time, his face covered with a layer of ice as always, but it was not difficult to infer from the slightly hooked corners of his mouth that he was in a good mood now.

At least it seemed to him that this fool who did not know how to stab him alive and dead, although his brain was a little worse, in fact his face was delicate and attractive, his legs were very slender, and his ass was curled—except that he was a little older.

But that didn't dampen Bayer's interest.

The new consul, who was in good spirits, began to pick the pants of the unconscious.

The ring of Mio's transformation could not stay on Beyer's hand anymore, and with a "whoosh" sound, it fell off his hand that was busy leaning behind Garth, and he rushed through the closed door of the mecha room with all his strength, and ran out as if he were fleeing.

Outside the closed room, the two sentries standing guard looked at the closed door and the fleeing Mifu with ambiguous expressions, and whistled at each other.

"How long will this kid last? I guess one day. ”

"Oh no! I bet he'll be fucked in less than half a day. died, and then was thrown into the Xigang River to feed the merfolk. ”