Chapter 317: Giving Back to Him in His Way (I)

3 hours later, Rector, Quentin Island in the middle of the Stinfax Sea.

With Roger? With the return of Filit, the Sulawia Palace was brightly lit, and the tens of thousands of square meters of Zirog Square were full of jubilation, and the nobles from Vendenbart were dressed in ceremonial dresses, holding wine glasses, and the laughter of giggling and laughing was intertwined and gathered into a sea.

The men were talking about jokes they had heard from nowhere, while the women were focused on the well-dressed young men, chattering and occasionally laughing with a deep meaning in the middle of nowhere.

Waiters carry fruit bowls and fine wines, and hand the wine glasses or tissues on the plates to the nobles who dismiss them.

Melodious music ripples through the square, and some people wriggle their bodies on the dance floor, swaying their skirts and dancing gracefully and captivatingly.

Ordinary nobles can not sing, they can not play, but dance skills and alcohol are compulsory courses. Of course, for women, bed work is also very important.

In Wendenbart is plunged into darkness, and death is like wine buried in a cellar, while it is constantly fermenting. They, but here they are singing and dancing, celebrating the demise of the rebels, for Roger? Philip celebrates and prays for Lord Lancelot.

Between the commoners and the aristocracy, it was like an insurmountable chasm. In officialdom, even if two people with different political views encounter doubts and provocations from civilians, they will temporarily give up their prejudices and work together to suppress the guys who don't open their eyes. No matter how much disagreement there is between high-ranking officials, it is also an internal contradiction. Civilians have thought about asking about politics? That is simply the bottom line of provoking the officials and gentlemen, and it is absolutely intolerable.

That's class! Saying that the power is given by the people, and everyone is equal before the law, kindergarten children will not believe this kind of thing.

Quentin Island is not large, only 2,400 square kilometers, compared to the vast land area of Rector. It can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean. However, this is the aristocratic settlement, the Queens of the Megal star system.

Lord Lancelot's residence, Sulawia Palace, stands here, and Dafan has a bit of fame in Lector. Nobles and officials with a little power will buy a house here and touch the nobility of the lord.

The housing prices here are not high, even much lower than Wendenbat, and the greenery, security, and supporting facilities are complete, even if it is a public toilet, it can be called a first-class garden view.

This is a pure land of bliss, but it is like a realm of bliss that only Buddhas, bodhisattvas, and arhats can enjoy. Ordinary civilians want to live here? It was a pipe dream.

There are no apartments, no complexes. There are no simple tube buildings, only well-decorated villas with gardens, swimming pools, and garages. And the price is only the cost price of the building.

The qiΔ“ here is exclusive to the welfare of nobles and high-ranking officials, commoners? Hehe, they only deserve to have those shoddy things. But it is ridiculously expensive commercial housing, and then it is burdened with high debts. It will take a lifetime to pay it back.

Here, a good living environment is only one aspect, as the ground palace of the Lord Lord, Quentin Island is equipped with powerful security facilities, which can be seen from the fact that Commodore Camaro is the sheriff of the island, but he is the core dignitaries of Lector.

On the land of 2400 square kilometers of Quentin Island. There is a great wall of steel built around the coastline, with a height of 52 meters and a high wall with turrets and a dense number of checkpoints. The buffer zone between the city walls and the Sulawian Palace is littered with large and small anti-aircraft missile launch arrays.

In addition to machine guns, cannons, and laser cannons used to deal with ground armaments, there are also large heavy artillery and plasma cannons used to deal with ships on the sea and in the air.

In the air, there are armed airships, reconnaissance ships equipped with quantum radar, unmanned aerial vehicle groups with sub-parent radars, fighter patrol squadrons and other flying units to carry out 24-hour all-weather patrol missions. Besides. There are also high-precision sonar stations, ocean current and water temperature monitoring systems, patrol submarines, underwater cameras and other early warning equipment on the seabed.

It can be said unceremoniously that Quentin Island is a military fortress that is on constant alert.

As early as more than half a month ago, when the operation "Knocking on the Mountain and Shaking the Tiger" was blocked, Camaro ordered his soldiers to prepare for battle and raise the security level of the entire Quentin Island to the highest level. Raise the "Mano Rainbow" (the Great Wall of Steel on the edge of Quentin Island) and form an absolute defensive front.

The Sulawia Palace was located, he did not dare to be careless, after seeing the strength of the rebels, Camaro was very afraid that they would burn the flames of war to Quentin Island, Lord Lancelot was a clean man, he did not like the traces of gunsmoke on the walls of the palace where he lived.

It's just that to Camaro's surprise, after the counterattack, the rebels actually reined in their minions and hibernated. This couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief.

Two hours earlier, Governor Roger had sent news of the successful decapitation operation, which made Camaro breathe a sigh of relief, ordering the soldiers to lower the "Mano Rainbow" and lower the security level on Quentin Island.

Plasma cannons, 600 nuclear bombs, in the face of such an attack, unless it is a god, ordinary people simply cannot survive.

"What can you do if you are arrogant? Fighting against the Empire is a dead end! Those poor worms, I'm afraid they don't even have a single bone residue left. ”

Camaro stood on the second floor of the front hall of Sulawia Palace opposite Zirog Square, looking at the northern sky and sneering.

Unlike Vendenbat, Quentin Island's sky is cloudless, with stars shining brightly like the pearl of the night sea.

……

Quinna? Austin stood at the door of the front hall of Sulawia Palace, smiling and looking at the nobles in the square with a high face, nodding to the nobles in the square, and striding towards Roger? Philitt.

Seriously, the reason why the "decapitation" operation was successful was also due to her part, 4 hours ago, the reason why she "stupidly" sent tons of zero elements to the rebels, in order to explore the internal situation of the research institute, confirm that the backbone of the rebels are there, and ensure that the space-based plasma cannon can kill with one blow, and completely eliminate those guys who make her hate her teeth.

"Quentin Island is not as inland as it gets, and the weather is still very cool after dark." Don't wait for Roger? As Philet approached, she greeted her with a coat.

"You know it's cool at night on Quentin Island, and you're still wearing such a thin outfit?" Roger pinched Quinna as if no one was around? Austin's chest. The black evening dress was empty and empty, there was no bra, and it was soft and slippery to the hand.

Then he reached underneath again. I touched down the curve of my hips, but I didn't even wear underwear.

Quinna? Austin glanced at him shyly, and put his trench coat on his shoulder: "You are the governor, the administrator of Lector, so many people are watching, and you are not afraid of gossip behind people's backs." ”

"Gossip? Only some mediocre people bother with gossip. Your husband doesn't care, why should I be restrained? In Rector, who dares to say more? Aren't you afraid of being invited to tea by the beautiful head of the Security Bureau? ”

"Well, what are you doing with that shit?" Quinna? Austin gave him an angry look: "It's really disappointing." ”

"Without mentioning him, how can I help you control the power of the Williams family?" Roger? Filit shrugged her shoulders and made the trench coat fit closer: "Didn't I say before, it's good to be simple, if those boring politicians in Charles Federation know about it, won't they accuse us internationally of having no human rights?" ”

Quinna? Austin glanced back at the plaza and sang and danced. The smiling nobles smiled slightly: "It's no wonder to me, if you hadn't sent someone to pick them up before, these people would have died a long time ago." ”

"Huh...... I've been a good person. "Roger? Philit didn't look back, and walked towards the second floor step by step. Melville, Camaro, Health Secretary Hausman? Nelson, Minister of Propaganda William? Clark and the others were still waiting for his order to deal with tonight's events.

"Good guys?" Quinna? Austin smiled a little self-deprecatingly. How many good people are there in office? Anyone who wants to be in power, wants to control others, and wants to give orders. Even if there is some kindness at the beginning, it is exhausted in the following money games and power temptations. Even at the grassroots level. Civil servants from civilian backgrounds, as time goes by, all they think about is how to exploit commoners, make some extra money, and engage in extramarital affairs, not to mention that people like them have received aristocratic education since childhood. The aristocratic class that treats commoners like pigs and dogs.

Her amazing kung fu, Roger? Filit had already gone up to the second floor, and when he saw Waters, Camaro and the others, he didn't realize that there was another greeting.

Next, naturally, it is necessary to arrange the aftermath. Such a method of playing with civilians and manipulating public opinion has left countless valuable lessons from our predecessors. How to exaggerate hatred, amplify contradictions, how to make one's hypocritical expression more sympathetic and approachable, as a qualified politician, Roger, Hausman, William, and Kunna are naturally familiar with it.

There are media packaging, experts and scholars beautifying, and Internet celebrities who are "civilian" praise, and I believe that the nuclear explosion storm in Wendenbart will soon subside. After a year and a half, those who survive will forget the pain they had and live as they should. The "Wendenbart nuclear bombing" will only be preserved in the government's history books.

As for those who died, God knows what their names were.

"Cheers to the Empire, to His Majesty, to Lord Lancelot!" Roger? Fillet smiled and raised her glass.

"Yes, for the Empire, for Your Majesty, for Your Lordship, cheers!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Boom! Boom! Boom! There was a sound of wine glasses clashing.

Health Minister Hausman? Nelson, Minister of Propaganda William? Clark and the others laughed happily. Disasters, whether they are natural disasters or human disasters, it is the civilians who suffer, but the officials who are happy. This is because only in this way can we have the opportunity to receive awards for meritorious service, the opportunity to deduct pensions and disaster relief funds, and the opportunity to accept bribes and install cronies.

No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor officials, no matter how hard you can't be poor aristocrats, this is the golden rule of Mengya's political arena, as for the life and death of civilians, what do they have to do? Of course, if they die in front of their own homes, it will be a different matter, because the smell of corpses will ruin the mood of the officials.

Melville was silent with his glass, but Waters was smiling. He never thought that the counterattack was lost, the mountain ghost commandos were all wiped out, and Melville could be said to be ruined, however, Lord Lancelot actually let this old guy take over the capital military district, and he was only a temporary commander for more than half a month before he was beaten back to his original form, and he went to do that deputy position.

It's nothing short of bullying!

Though Waters was resentful, it was the Lord's order, and he did not dare to complain, but turned his anger into the motivation to drink, drink him one cup after another.

Compared to Waters, Tennison is happy, nemesis Dunbar? Taylor has no chance of turning over this time, and most of the core members of the entire Taylor family died in this super nuclear explosion.

"Director Queenna. I toast you. Tennison walked to the window and glanced at the small aristocrats and middle-level officials who were chatting and laughing in the square, and a knowing smile bloomed on his face. That's it, the poorer the poorer, the cheaper the cheaper, what do you say to enjoy life? Only the aristocracy and high-ranking officials know how to enjoy life. Those untouchables only deserve to survive in the darkness and to compromise under oppression.

Quinna? Austin smiled: "Tennison, you are now complacent, the guy who has always pressed you is finally finished." ”

"Each other, each other." Tennison smiled: "Isn't Director Kunna also a shame?" ”

"Hehe, what I said has a lot to do with me, I didn't do anything, so I don't have to toast."

Tennison looked at the lady in front of him who was about to set up the archway, and smiled: "Since this is the case." Then I wish Mengya a prosperous country, and the Duke will always enjoy prosperity. ”

β€œcheers!” The two of them toasted together and drank it all.

That's it, Quinna? Austin stroked his long windswept hair, looked at the starry night sky, and muttered, "It seems that there is something missing." ”

"Of course." Tennison gently shook the empty cup: "Without fireworks, how can the celebration banquet be without fireworks." ”

Quinna? Austin turned his head and glared at him: "There are still some soldiers on the coastal defense line of Quentin Island, and these are extraordinary times. Be aware of the impact. ”

"Huh...... Hehe. Let me say, you civil servants are too cautious. Like the Lord, it is called courageous and decisive, and such a big fireworks festival makes people excited when they think about it. ”

"Tennison, what Wendenbart says, there are tens of millions of people. Wouldn't it be a bit ...... you say that?"

Tennison shrugged: "Director Quinna, the serial explosion of 600 nuclear bombs, how spectacular, how magnificent, to miss such a scene." Don't you think it's a pity? ”

"Pity? What can I do? Do you want to do it all over again? "Quinna? Austin said with a smile.

The deaths of millions of people in Wendenbart, in the eyes of these aristocrats, are no different from gossip about a ball game and celebrities.

"Well, it would be nice if I were to oversee this. It's nice to see such an exciting thing once in a lifetime......"

Tennison looked a little lost. For a nobleman like him, money is nothing, woman? What kind of beauty hasn't played with it? He was a soldier, and there was nothing more than marching to fight, and especially to win. It's just that Lector belongs to the hinterland of the empire, and there is no war to fight at all. Especially in the Army, any commander and any commander are all idle posts.

As a result, these soldiers, who were accustomed to licking blood when they were young, could only seek their own sense of existence on the edge of life and death, and they had no choice but to have fun by themselves.

As far as the average veteran soldier is concerned, the so-called fun can only be gambling, smoking. Poisoning, prostitution. Prostitution, fights, brawls. But for the aristocratic generals, it is much more fashionable, such as hunting mountain birds and sea beasts, abusing and killing rebels, and opening groups. He even collected corpses and cooked human flesh.

Just like Stevenson, who protected Faraday, for this kind of person whose psychology has been distorted and corrupted by war to the point of perversion, the more exciting things are, the more they can stimulate their inner sense of existence.

Although Tennison never admits it, in his subconscious, watching hundreds of nuclear bombs explode in a row, listening to the screams and screams of millions of people, this is definitely a thing that can no longer be stimulated, so sour that it can no longer be sour. For him, a large number of civilians died, and this is his G-spot!

"I really wish that time could be turned back, history could repeat itself, and to be able to see that scene with my own eyes, even if it was death, it would be worth it." Tennison muttered to himself, casually placing the goblet back into the waitress's tray.

Quinna? Austin laughed wildly, "Tennison, you're so cute, go back in time?" History repeats itself? Cluck...... Giggle......"

It is worthy of the wind of the Lector aristocratic circle. , Kunna? Austin put cooked. The charm of the woman is brought into full play. It can be said unceremoniously that when it comes to seducing men, there is no one else in the Rector celebrity circle.

Tennison never considered himself a Christian, and he had no idea about God. However, at this moment, reality has taught him a very valuable lesson, as for tuition fees? Maybe it's his life, Quinna? Austin's life, and even the life of Lector's 80% nobility!

God's world is actually very boring, they don't worry about eating or drinking, they don't have to eat and drink, they don't have the desire to fight and fight. The only entertainment that can relieve boredom and have fun is nothing more than playing people.

Ordinary people will get tired of playing too much, and occasionally they will change their tastes, which makes high-ranking officials and dignitaries depressed.

Just like today, through the glass window on the second floor, Tennison saw a scene that was both longing and terrifying, on the other side of Quentin Island, above the military base where the island escort was stationed, a silver-white smoke dragon went straight down from a height of tens of thousands of feet.

Then, as if time had stopped, the entire hall began to shake, the ground rumbled and roared, a huge fireball rose from the horizon, and the tumbling fiery red cloud formed a huge mushroom cloud in the air, and the shock wave spread rapidly in all directions with gunpowder smoke, radiating halos of light. (To be continued......)