By the time Nighthawk got on the cruiser that Yoshinobu was supposed to be guarding them, the soldiers were already lying on their backs! The boat just now was too tiring, and with the strong pressure of life and death hanging over their heads at all times, everyone lying on the deck of the warship had a feeling of being in a different world.

The colonel of this cruiser was a die-hard member of the Fuso royal family, so Yoshinobu arranged this cruiser to meet them. Unexpectedly, the news would leak out, and Shimada actually sent a missile boat to attack them in advance. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the cruiser! They are all going to die at the bottom of the sea.

Yoshinobu gratefully took the cruiser's captain's hand to express his gratitude, and the two exchanged courtesy words. But when Yoshinobu introduced Nighthawk to the proud captain of the Empire. The captain turned around in disdain and turned around and left. I didn't want to shake hands with the nighthawk for a minute, and even my expression was mocking and disdainful!

Yoshinobu shook his head helplessly, and said to Nighthawk very apologetically, "I'm sorry Mr. Nighthawk! These soldiers are like this, thinking that they can eradicate Shimada, but when it comes to the critical moment, they can't. They're just fools who have been fed with pride! ”

Nighthawk laughed. He didn't expect Yoshinobu to say this about his colleague behind his back. However, Nighthawk could already see that there was still a great deal of disagreement within Fuso about their arrival.

Nighthawk doesn't care, you're at the end of your rope! It's okay to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf! He has always looked down on a fake high-minded person like the captain!

The missile boat attack cost them twenty special forces, and Nighthawk couldn't even bring their bodies back in the middle of nowhere. I can only take all the team members and deeply salute the most solemn salute in my life towards the place where the freighter sank!

The Fuso Navy did not take them into a regular port, but anchored them in a sea outside a civilian seaport. There was already a ship waiting for the Nighthawks.

Yoshishin politely said goodbye to the cruiser captain! With the Nighthawk, they hurried onto the ship that was waiting for them!

"Captain! Why did that little devil look at us so unpleasantly just now! I want to go up and slam him! It wasn't until he got off the cruiser that he expressed his displeasure with the captain.

"Come on! They saved our lives! It's not that you don't know that these psychologically delicate little devils have a lot of thoughts! Just let him look at it twice, he can't take advantage of you anyway! "Nighthawk stabbed at the army haha! As long as he is entangled by this kid, it will be endless, and he must be sent away as soon as possible.

Zhou Zhou followed closely behind Nighthawk, and did not forget to drag the fire warbler in his hand. This one goes out. The two of them are the people who Nighthawk cares about the most, no matter what he does, he wants to see the two of them!

The boat that met them soon sailed into the civilian harbor. Several cars sent by the royal family were lined up in a neat row, waiting quietly on the shore.

After Yoshinobu went ashore, he hurriedly bowed deeply to an old man, turned around and introduced to Nighthawk, "Mr. Nighthawk, this is Mr. Murakami, the attendant of His Majesty the Emperor!" And the royal commissioner in charge of all your things! ”

Murakami listened to Yoshinobu's introduction to Nighthawk, shook Nighthawk's hand excitedly, and said with tears in his eyes: "It's great to wait until you come!" Now there are not enough people around the Emperor, and with you, the Emperor will be safe. His Majesty the Emperor's safety, please! "Take a deep bow! Murakami quickly buried himself under his feet.

"That's what I'm here for! Mr. Murakami, let's go! Nighthawk took Zhou Zhou's hand and squeezed it lightly. Zhou Zhou smiled knowingly. She knew that it was Nighthawk who reassured her that nothing would happen to her!

The soldiers quickly got into the car that Murakami received according to the original structure. In an instant, he drove towards the Fusang Palace.

On the tower in the distance of the harbor, two blonde men quietly straightened up and put away the night vision binoculars they were carrying. One of them whispered: "The Chinese people also come to participate in the peace!" What are they trying to do? ”

Another laughed strangely: "What can they do, fish in troubled waters!" Let's go, go back and report to your superiors. The Chinese have also intervened, and our CIA can't sit idly by! ”

The two black shadows quickly disappeared above the tower and disappeared in an instant.

The car drove all the way into the city. There, where the Imperial Palace is located.

Walking into the downtown area, you will see a green island surrounded by water from a distance, which is quite conspicuous in the busy streets, and deep in the green island is the imperial palace of F Fuso.

The surrounding moat separates the palace from the hustle and bustle.

The palace is more of a city on an island than a paradise. Even in the minds of many Fuso people, this palace is mysterious.

The roads in the palace are silent and deserted, with the occasional police officer. Nighthawk's men all got out of the car at the gate of the palace, and the patrolling police didn't seem to see them at all or that they had already turned into air. Walk directly past them.

Some heavily armed soldiers were vigilantly armed at the door. However, like the police, they lose the ability to judge whether there is someone or not.

Murakami respectfully bent down to lead the way for Nighthawk, that humble appearance. Nighthawk didn't think that the military thorns and the big bulls were already running.

Nighthawk helplessly reminded a few people to be more restrained: "Be honest!" People are servants by nature! Do you really think you are the masters? ”

The big bull and the military thorn looked at each other, they really thought that the Fusang people needed what they needed, so they groveled like this.

Walking on the road, Zhou Zhou and Huoying looked around curiously, and when they could go to this place where outsiders would never want to come in for a lifetime, they couldn't help but think of the people who lived here. How do they live in this cage-like environment?

Although the Imperial Palace has been nationalized, the Emperor is still the owner, and its constitutional status is a symbol of the people of Fuso. He's a descendant of the so-called Great Shogun, but it's actually a deceitful thing.

In order for the emperor's family to live in it for free, the Fuso people had to pay $200 million a year.

Whether or not to retain the emperor is also controversial in Fuso. A Fuso government official once said, "It doesn't make sense to use the taxes we pay to maintain this symbol, so it's better not to do it." However, this has always been seen as a signal that they are ready to rule, and it will be opposed by the entire Fuso, because the Fuso people have long been inseparable from the entire so-called descendants of God.

On the other hand, the existence of the emperor system also gives a certain spiritual sustenance to the ultra-right forces, and the market of the emperor's respect should not be underestimated.

Looking out from the palace, tall office buildings are lined up one after another; The glass walls are a rainbow of colours, contrasting with the cool tones of the palace.

One of the selling points of these office buildings is the view of the Royal Palace. Some individual officials have even suggested that the palace should be built into a city that never sleeps, so that tourists can get up close and personal at night.

However, it's a pity that such a mention of yì ended up being shot.

Both the inner gate and the castle have boulder foundations that range from one person to tens of meters above the ground, and there are few standard cubes of stones, but there are no cement-lime between the blocks.

The center of the palace should be the Changhe Palace, about 200 meters wide, the appearance looks like one and a half floors high, this is a typical Fusang traditional style building, but the materials are all modern materials, green tiles, white walls, brown copper pillars, elegant and simple.

Compared with the sense of oppression of the tall and majestic Taihe Hall in the Forbidden City, it seems much more approachable.

The small square in front of the gate of the Changhe Hall is the largest open space in the palace, and it is said that it can stand for 20,000 people, but it does not fit so many people on a visual look. Every year on New Year's Day, the emperor and his wife greet the citizens on a makeshift platform erected in front of the Nagawa Hall.

The Imperial Castle is made of large stones, which are said to have been transported from all over Fuso, and distant imprints can be seen on many of the stones.

Inside the tall city walls, there are nearly 300,000 trees from all over Fuso. The palace buildings are scattered among the trees, the houses are in the style of Fuso, the blue tiles and white walls are the roof, the beast on the roof ridge is the body of a dragon head and fish, and the chrysanthemums symbolizing the royal family are carved on both sides. The whole building is not lacking in elegance and simplicity, but it is a little less broad and magnificent. The entire palace is surrounded by a moat.

Murakami arranged the accommodation of the other special combat team members on the way, and only led the Nighthawk to the depth of the palace, because. His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for the arrival of the Nighthawk.

In fact, Nighthawk is not interested in the emperor's bullshit summoning at all! If possible, it would be his true wish to give him two slaps when they met. And he thought, this should also be the idea of the military assassination of all of them.

But now that you're on someone's land, they're begging you so lowly. Since then, there have been a lot of things like this. Nighthawk still had to start getting used to the sight.

As Murakami arrived at the Emperor's palace, the soldiers guarding the gate only nodded slightly to Murakami, then looked straight ahead, and no longer cared about the entry and exit of the two.

Nighthawk shouted in his heart, "This fucking little devil's security check is too bad!" Don't come to an infrared device to scan, at least get a body search. This made Nighthawk, who was used to going to big places, too unaccustomed to it. ”

In the palace, there are many twists and turns, zigzags forward. According to Nighthawk's observations of Fuso, the interior of this imperial palace is somewhat inferior to that of the Matsumoto family. Maybe it's his long-standing relationship.

Coming to a huge sliding door, Murakami respectfully bent down and slowly pulled the door open. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation into the room, but he didn't move.

Nighthawk grinned and walked in, and when he came, he was safe. It doesn't matter what the emperor's mansion or the descendants of the god emperor are, it's all bullshit in front of Lao Tzu.

The interior is spacious, with a straight path leading to the end. Under the flickering lights, a middle-aged man who was a little older, but who should be very well maintained, sat by the lamp, quietly waiting for the arrival of the nighthawk.

"You are the Emperor?" Although he looked down on it in his heart, Nighthawk still gave the emperor face in terms of etiquette.

The Emperor solemnly nodded and said, "Mr. Nighthawk, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Pale knuckles moved slightly, pointed to the group sitting beside him, smiled, and invited Nighthawk to sit down.