"It's not time yet. [Full text reading baoliny]: efefd"

Bill the head wolf muttered, oblivious to his surroundings. It was as if he was reminding himself to suppress some kind of intense emotion as much as possible; Or rather, to maintain the excitement of holding the blade of revenge. Otherwise, the blood loss and severe pain of such a strict zhòng had almost made him faint.

It's not like him, usually Bill will never be patient or wait, he is a happy man. But now Bill clearly doesn't want to take any action right away.

The eyes were blurry, and Bill only saw the accountant Bremerton sitting triumphantly next to him.

Buzzing in my ears. Where is it, it's noisy, gossiping.

Who this group of people is and what they are doing. They talk to themselves:

"Bill Prince, after discussion, we believe that your military operations are divisive."

"The Court is unable to confirm that your brother Arnold has no connection with you, and there is no evidence to support this."

"There are accusations that you used your brother to drop multiple nuclear bombs on the homeland."

"Your Excellency, Prince is clearly the culprit. If there is anyone in the former United States who can benefit from this, who will it be, the Northern Free State fighters who have come together to try to rebuild the former United States; Or the Prince company that monopolizes a corner. It's a simple question. The Prince Company uses a madman to create antagonism in the former United States, and Bill can use it to establish his ** kingdom. ”

"Nonsense, nonsense. I protest against the Prosecutor, there is no evidence for this. ”

"There's no need for any evidence at all. If there is a military company in the former continental United States that has the ability to break the Pan-American Entente system and operate Walliers drones for combat operations, it can only be the Prince company. Prince has been working with Central Continental for a long time and has extensive experience in this area; There are also base stations and bases all over the former United States, which are the basis for maintaining UAV cross-state operations. Only Prince can do it. Just imagine, if a murder has already happened and there is only one suspect, I can't think of why we need evidence, because every fact is evidence that the suspect committed a crime. The chain of facts is complete and clear. If anyone in this room objects, please name someone who can break through the system and operate the Walliers unmanned fighter. ”

"Mr. Quiet Prince, I have seen many people like you, who are a scourge in the army, and only bring their comrades into danger. Now your behavior is even more of a serious threat to the former U.S. security form. Mr. Prince looked up. ”

Bill felt as if he was ringing in his ears.

Who the hell are these people and where are they. Bill pondered, barely luring up. The surrounding glass curtain wall, duplex and platform structure are still easily recognizable, and this is in your own villa. Just now, the bastards dragged themselves onto the V22 plane, and they didn't fly far, just kept rising, rising, and then landing. Familiar taste, this is a high-end pure wool carpet in their own villa. But why are there so many ugly and cheap antique furniture next to it, it is like a small town courtroom in a central impoverished state.

It's funny, why fiddle with a court to judge yourself decently.

Bill laughed, he thought that Tronpu was so ridiculous, this qiē was too worthy of a wild laugh.

"Silence, silence," someone roared, "for the time being." ”

The crowd in front of him surged, all like brainless walking corpses. Everyone in the courtroom was a marionette arrangement. Bill saw the twelve security guards of his company across the firing squad, they were looking at him, and the young team members seemed to be expectant, his lips trembling: "Boss, what the hell is the plan." There's a plan, right, there must be a way. "They looked very scared. Only the captain was calmer, but the frown still showed his nervousness, after all, he didn't know anything.

"The court needs to discuss it again and resume the trial in 30 minutes."

Bill, the head wolf, felt two men frame himself up and drag him out of the house, deliberately past the firing squad next to the pool, all the way to the helicopter platform, forcing him to stand.

Enough of this humiliation.

Bill was still silently chanting, "It's not time, it's not yet." ”

The helicopter platform was empty.

Bremerton's accountant stood nearby, pacing impatiently and looking at his watch. It didn't take long for the sound of giant propellers lapping into the air in the distance. "It's finally here." The accountant shouted, squinting at the wolf, his eyes full of mockery, as if waiting to see Bill's joke.

V22 slowly descends, and the tail jump door opens. The transport was clearly unusual, and the accountant waved at the guards to get them away. In the cabin, two Pan-American Entente soldiers pushed out a stretcher, on which lay a person.

When Bill saw this, he jumped to his feet, trying to rush up and break the accountant's neck and twist Tronp's head off.

The man on the stretcher was none other than the platoon gun Bob.

Accountant Bremerton pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Bill, not very skillful: "Don't be impulsive, Mr. Prince, he's not dead, you should learn to be a smart person." Actually, you should be grateful to Chairman Tromp for ordering your friend to be rescued. Your friend seems to have broken the law and made his way into the northern airspace, only to be knocked down, and he deserves to die. If it weren't for the active search and rescue of the Northern Army, he would not have survived. However, "

"What the are you trying to do on your terms."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The accountant beckoned the two soldiers to continue their walk, apparently they had been prepared. The two of them carried out a large, wide monitor from inside, dragged the line behind it, and placed it on the table next to the stretcher. One of them flipped the switch and set up communication.

On the monitor, Tronpu's face is reflected.

Bill felt that the insult was too much for him to endure, and he almost had to stick a knife into his heart to endure the humiliation. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth silently, "It's not time yet. ”

"Hello, little Bill."

"Wow, what does that mean?" Bill spat at the big face of Tronpu on the screen.

Tronpu was still far away in the special plane at Las Vicas Airport, and spoke to Bill on the screen in front of Guò, "I heard that you were very uncooperative in court and refused to plead guilty. You're as naughty as you were when you were a kid, but now we can't protect you anymore. ”

"You're still as ridiculous as you used to be, Tamp, you're a clown."

"Let's take a look at your friends first. I heard that when he was found, he lost blood and was very serious. Tronpu in the monitor said slowly, "I got a report that the situation is very bad, and if I don't send it to the hospital, I'm afraid it won't last a few minutes." But he thinks of you, and he calls your name. Little Bill, he might die because of you. But you just won't cooperate in court, will you? There is no point in delaying, reopening, procrastination. How long do you think your friend can wait, he can't wait. ”

Bill was silent, he saw Bob's condition, his once ruddy and blackened face now as pale as death.

"Time is short, little Bill, and I advise you to hurry. Please be seated. ”

The guards brought folding chairs and pressed Bill to them.

"It's like we're back in time, aren't we, little Bill." Tronpu went on to say, "Savage freedom, chaos, it's time for this to end. You and I want to return the former United States to the situation before the First Sino-Japanese War, when we could nap on the plane without worrying about mercenary looting; Those below can also go out after 12 o'clock and travel three or four blocks to buy a box of eggs. This is not an easy task, because we need a common rule of law, a unified government, and an executive body to establish order. But, uh-huh. ”

Tronpu paused, "After you inherited Old Prince's company, I knew that your ego would inadvertently cause others to suffer. Do you think you're doing the right thing, you look at the group of refugees downstairs, you look at your friends. What do you think they are suffering from like this? I've watched you grow up, Bill, and you're always making mistakes, and making mistakes again and again, until everybody leaves you. I know you see this as freedom. But freedom comes at a price, and I know that you are a responsible person and that you will make the right choice. As long as you plead guilty in court and admit all the facts, we can undo all the mistakes and return the former United States to its pre-war appearance. ”

Bill looked down at Bob and said weakly, "yes, you know, I'm always free, I worship freedom." However, freedom has boundaries, and I should make the right choice. "He seems to be lost in thought, or his brain is numb. The eyes drooped slowly.

The accountant standing on the side stared at Bill, feeling that this guy was finished, completely defeated. But at this moment, Bill raised his head again and stared at Tronpu on the screen.

Bill's voice changed, and he regained his sonorous and confident words: "Tampu, I know you too. I've dealt with you since I was a kid, and I know what you want. For so many years, you have tried to control the rule of law, and you have to pursue legality. You are acting indirectly through Wang Xiangzhu's Shishi Military Company, for fear of getting your hands dirty. If you want to control the freedom of everyone in the United States, you must rely on the so-called legal system, the absolute authoritarian dictatorial legal system. Therefore, your actions will inevitably be subject to the Dharma. ”

The accountant didn't seem to care what Bill the head wolf was saying, but he noticed that Tronp's face changed on the screen. It became less relaxed, and the whole face went black.

"If you want to be the master of the Fa, you have to use the Fa. The ridiculous stage you made is the embodiment of your heart. So, Tromp, I know you too. ”

The corners of Chuangpu's mouth twitched, and he quickly lost his patience: "So, are you willing to confess, do you confess." ”

Bill is right that if Tronpu wants to fully take power in the southern states and unify the whole country, he must go through the guò procedure to determine that the integration of military forces and administrative government in the south is illegal, and the core of this is Bill. Bill must plead guilty.

Bill glanced at his robotic arm, and the docking light came on again, repositioning. He knew in his heart that it was finally time, and he finally didn't have to endure it anymore

"Tronpu, don't you like to make trades, I'll make a deal with you." The corners of Bill's mouth opened again, like a wolf