Chapter 330: Bad Premonition

There was a brief silence in the room, and Michael still crossed his fingers, silently pondering something.

"Anything else?" The silent chief of staff finally spoke, and he began to examine a list on the desktop holographic screen, and his serious expression made the two cabinet subordinates immediately understand that this was an eviction order. The two walked out of Michael's office one after the other, and Ron closed the door for him as he left.

Did Wen Zhong also choose Shen Yuehe? Michael closed his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed into several deep channels, and he was a little surprised that the candidate for pro tempore could pass the committee's review so quickly.

It was he who personally lobbied the head of the review committee, Congressman Nurets, and provided medical reports and relevant certificates to promote Shen Yuehe's ranking in the review committee. Buckland's motion for pro tempore speaker. But what he didn't expect was that Wen Zhong would lead the rudder with the wind to second.

Michael instinctively sensed something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. Since exchanging information with Shen Yuehe in the War Situation Report Room of the Military Commission, the sense of powerlessness that has been lingering in his heart has finally found a solid support, and he can't help but feel very pleased with the existence of a powerful ally who can turn over the clouds in both the military and political circles of the Silver Alliance.

He knew that Shen Yuehe had been paying attention to Wen Zhong's dynamics, and seemed to have a better grasp of the situation than he and Robert. More intel from Kent. The veteran general was well aware of Zoroaster's independence and hostage rescue, and was also aware of the unusual dynamics of the unusual changes and personnel movements of the Third and Sixth Fleets, and he was hostile to Moon Zhong's ambition to start the war with 200,000 lives and seek re-election. And most crucially, he successfully foresaw the victory of Valkyria's colonial rescue mission.

This made Michael begin to believe more and more in everything he said, this old man who had been famous in the Silver Alliance for many years had an extraordinary ability to see the overall situation, and once he was put in the right position, he would inevitably become a strong wall against Wen Zhong's wanton and reckless plans.

But why didn't Wen Zhong object to this proposal? If this is an obstacle in the way of progress, with his usual character, he will definitely find a way to move this big rock, right?

Could it be ...... Is this his real plan?!

The thought popped into Michael's head, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Impossible...... The words in the bathroom of the war briefing room...... That's too much of a coincidence...... He shook his head and smiled dumbly, but his heart was filled with fear for a moment.

If Wen Zhong is really a person from Shen Yuehe......

Will there be any more manpower to turn the tide?

The answer is clearly no.

Michael sat in his chair, his whole body limp, and slowly lowered his head.

……

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The red lights flashed, the blue lights flashed, the cockpit lit up with 10,000 stars, and the interior of the ship in the moving state was no different from ordinary sailing.

For the rich galaxy travelers, there is a slight discomfort at the beginning and end of the transition, and even if it is just this discomfort, it gradually becomes accustomed to the dozens of routines each day.

The reaction to this discomfort began to take on other forms, becoming a small magnifying glass of the team's personality during the long voyage, and gradually appearing from each member of the team every time the Migration Engine was activated.

Eddie naturally became more reticent, sometimes opening the containment armor when he jumped, even in the most suitable cabin environment for the Kander's physical condition, immersing himself in a dense pink mist so that his face could not be seen by the team, while he was able to observe everything unhindered by this special gas.

Little Candle enjoyed observing his team members and was extremely amused by their unconscious true side.

He was keenly aware of Arthur's natural fear of migratory sailing, as he instinctively frowned whenever the Voyage turned on the antimatter engine, and was restless for the next few minutes.

You must not mess with Arthur at this point, because he will be as terrible as a tiger whose beard has been plucked head-on. The volume of his voice doubles during this time, accompanied by unprovoked anger and a flood of negativity.

Add didn't like Arthur like this, but he could somewhat understand the feelings of the Barekas veteran. There was probably no one on the ship other than Raghu, and in fact he seemed to be more inclined to 'hate' most of the team members, and in Eddie's speculation, it might be due to the incomprehensible personality of the soldiers, who were out of step with the languid nature of the civilians on board, and he wasn't quite sure about that.

Among Arthur's most despised people, the Shadowless Man is naturally the first to be the best, but he is also an outstanding warrior.

This former member of the Planetary Ace "Undead" force of Tanatos was more than a level higher than the Barekas in terms of rank in the army, and Arthur naturally scoffed at this. Because in the world view of the wolf-headed people, the so-called "undead" troops of the Shadowless are just a bunch of gutless bandits hidden in the dark corners, how can they be compared to their "Dreadnought"?

The surviving was rarely seen aboard the Voyage, and he never disappeared like a ghost when the ship was moving. Not to mention Arthur's anger, which sometimes even made Lilac angry, the fairy man flew up and down the aisle, and several times felt that the flapping wings seemed to touch something, but when confronted with the surviving, the other party never admitted it...... or deny...... This naturally makes it difficult for the lilacs, who are frightened every time, to tremble slightly.

But it had to accept the fact that it couldn't get angry with a guy who wouldn't meet you and you wouldn't see you, so it had to settle for the next best thing, going around meetings and meals every day, and as a squad logistician and political commissar, it was ready to remind us that there was an unorganized and undisciplined self-disciplined element lurking in our ranks...... to take revenge on everyday fright.