Chapter 42: Politicians
"There are flaws in this stealth technology. When invisible, the ship's portholes must be closed to prevent internal light sources from leaking and being discovered. Ion thrusters cannot be used, and can only be used with old-fashioned jet thrusters for low-speed movement or ship attitude adjustment. Moreover, it is not possible to open the energy shield at the same time while being invisible. In short, all active light sources will interfere with the invisible field, so that the light guidance is disordered, resulting in stealth failure"
In the central control room of the battleship's bridge, Shi Chengling, who was short and thin, but had a crab face, was babbling and sighing at Karl, a big head similar to him, as if he was not satisfied with stealth technology enough. However, his glowing eyes and somewhat rapid breathing still revealed his smugness at the moment.
There is no way to be surprised. As long as you look at the thief's bright gaze of the big-headed Karl staring at the optical bias controller in front of you, as long as you feel the already disordered breathing rhythm of all the officers of the bandit fleet, including Fang Xiang, anyone will be proud of their achievements. There is no need for praise or praise, but from the faces of these experienced and well-informed captains, you can see the shock and surprise that this invention has brought them.
"This thing was born to be created for our bandit army!" Chekov carefully stroked the black panel of the controller, looking fascinated, as if caressing the skin of a peerless beauty: "With this guy, our combat effectiveness can be raised to a higher level!" This is simply a must-have for killing people and stealing goods, sneaking attacks and ambushes, and escaping and hiding! β
"What's more" A Salga officer looked at the controller of the optical deflector with straight eyes, shook his head and said: "If cruisers and battleships are equipped with this kind of stealth device, which is used to set up ambushes and sneak attacks, it can play an instant role in occupying the initiative and forming the first wave of devastating strikes, then our aircraft carriers are equipped with this device, and their combat effectiveness will increase." It's more than one grade! God, I can't imagine that kind of battle scene, when our fighters emerge from the void at close range, the enemy instantly collapses, and not only the formation. Also including their spirit"
"It's a pity, it's a pity!" The fat man smacked his lips on the side.
"What a pity?" Fang Xiang asked strangely.
"It's a pity that this thing hasn't been miniaturized yet." The fat man gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "If the miniaturization is successful." How dare I get into Binart! β
"You're crazy!" Fang Xiang exclaimed: "Even if the miniaturization is successful, it is okay to use it for combat, if you go to the Binarte Empire like this, you should dispel it as soon as possible, the war will not end so easily." β
"I'll just talk about it." The fat man looked at Fang Xiang strangely: "Why are you so serious?" β
Fang Xiang couldn't cry or laugh, and turned her head away to ignore this bastard.
"How about it, give you all the other techniques" The fat man said with a smile: "Can't you go yet?" "Dream!" Fang Xiang didn't look at the fat man. Hate said: "Who knows what treasure you still hide." Don't squeeze you dry, don't expect me to leave! β
Fang Xiang didn't notice the ambiguity in his words, but the fat man's heart was full of joy and worry, and he was in a dilemma for a while.
Squeeze out this is definitely sexual harassment, naked sexual harassment!
Oh! Sister!
Do you be heroic or would you rather die than give in?
Ludriter 1st Street, is a military administrative district.
This street is located right next to Liberty Square. Except for the faint shadows of the former prosperity that can be seen from the decoration of those buildings, it has become extremely deserted, gray and dilapidated.
The building of the Defense Budget Committee, the building of the Fifth Branch of the Federal Security Service, the representative office of the Federal Military District, the building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as well as several financial buildings, business buildings, at the moment. It's all empty. On both sides of the entire street, a fence was drawn, and sandbags and armored bulletproof walls were used to occupy the entire block.
Rows of patrolling soldiers and mechs staggered by. The sentry post at the entrance to the street, the energy machine gun set up, and the mecha that activates the combat form are particularly hideous.
In the middle of the street is a six-storey building with an off-white faΓ§ade and a dozen large embossed pillars. It is the only place on this street where people work. It has stopped at the side of the street. This is evidenced by flying cars with a wide variety of license plates.
The exterior wall of the small building. The banner of the Kyojinkai was hoisted.
This kind of flag with a white background and black edges, with a bellflower in the center, is quietly pasted on the outer wall, not moving at all. Sunlight shines through the buildings across the street and sprinkles on the flags, creating a clear line of light and shade at the top and bottom. Bellflowers, between light and dark, look strange and cold.
In the small building, officers and soldiers, dressed in brown uniforms completely different from those of ordinary troops, walked up and down the corridors and stairs with hurried steps. The sound of noisy footsteps, buzzing conversations, and crisp phone calls came and went. In the extremely serious expressions and cold and sharp eyes in the building, it was lively and cold.
Here, there is the Communists' Special Guard, which is currently the absolute power of Leray. Although the rank of the officers here is not high, in Lelei, an ordinary member of the Special Guard, he has the power of life and death. From ordinary people, to the rich, parliamentarians or generals, they all looked away from these cold-faced people in brown uniforms.
Troubled times need to be recoded. In this era when human life is as cheap as a mustard, a political party that relies on a coup d'Γ©tat to rise to power, after seizing power, needs not a law, but a purge!
The Special Guards are the executioners who carry out the purges. On the sixth floor of the small building, the door of the office of the deputy commander-in-chief of the Special Guard hung tightly.
In the hall outside the door, civilians are nervously processing documents. A female secretary hurried to the door of the office with a document in her arms, and was stopped by the confidential secretary sitting at the door.
The two said a few words, and the female secretary holding the document anxiously glanced at the closed office door a few times, and finally left.
The heavy door isolates all the hustle and bustle from the office. in a dimly lit space. Sanders. Carlo, sit quietly.
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered in the darkness. The shattered and crystalline light was silent tears.
"The day has finally come." He said the last words into the microphone. Put down the phone in your hand and slowly stand up. Take off your uniform from the hanger and put it on.
In the dim light, the lean body is set off by the straight uniform.
He washed his face with hot water, methodically took out his pistol, identity documents, put them in order, and looked at them. Never left the desk, the two black folders lying quietly.
After packing everything up, Carlo stood still for a long time, finally picked up the folder, turned and opened the door, and strode out.
The confidential secretary outside the door quickly stood up. Officers coming and going in the hall. Stand upright and salute.
"Prepare the car! Go to a special prison! β
A convoy with the flag of the Special Guards, escorted by high-speed armored vehicles with machine guns, sped along the highway.
Twenty minutes later, the convoy had arrived at the special prison on the southern outskirts of Ludeit.
The heavily guarded place is home to dozens of political prisoners and high-ranking generals awaiting court-martial.
Former Federal President Hamilton is being held here.
After handing over his ID to the guards for routine checks and checking the authorization on Skynet, Carlo walked into the long prison corridor alone.
One after another, sealed blast doors opened in front of him. The sound of his footsteps. In this lonely space, it is particularly loud.
Finally, after the last automatic door opened, Carlo met the man he was looking for.
Hamilton, sitting quietly on the cramped floor of his cell, surrounded by a soft protective layer.
This mature and steady, once high-spirited former president, has lost a lot of weight. The undyed sideburns and white hair made him look old and haggard.
The two men looked at each other silently.
After a long time. It seems to be in Carlo's eyes. Read something, Hamilton's eyes. Suddenly, it lit up.
He slammed his grip on the baring of the cell, his eyes blazing: "Tell me!" β
"You" Carlo slowly handed the two folders in his hand to Hamilton: "I am the madman I admire the most!" β
Hamilton quickly opened the folder.
Soon, he threw away one of them and opened the other.
"Tian Xingjian" Hamilton's strength seemed to disappear with the appearance of the document in front of him. He sat down slowly and closed his eyes. At the corner of his mouth, there is a smile.
He breathed deeply, as if in this gloomy cell, the air was fresh and free. His expression was calm and peaceful. However, in Carlo's opinion, his smile was far more triumphant than a crazy laugh.
"Don't you want to see that document about your destiny?" Carlo looked at Hamilton silently.
"It's just the method and time of execution," Hamilton smiled faintly, stretching out his left arm and stroking a black mole on his forearm, "It won't be them who can decide all this." All I need is my fingernails to pinch through this biosac and the skin around it, and I'll be dead in less than a second. It's like shooting a bullet into the head without even feeling a trace of pain. β
"When did you prepare this poison sac?" Carlo looked at Hamilton's arm.
"On the day I make my final decision." Hamilton's tone was light-hearted, as if he were talking about someone who didn't want to do it: "That's the day I let Bernadotte and Flavio leave for Chacna." β
"You single-handedly orchestrated it all, and that's been the case ever since. No wonder you asked Congress to build a seed force, why don't you keep resisting! Carlo excitedly grabbed the bars of the cell: "We still have a chance!" The Republic of Fiyan has launched an offensive against the Binalt Empire. As long as we keep going."
"No!" Hamilton interrupted Carlo and shook his head: "We have discussed this topic many times, there is no need to argue about it anymore. We don't stand a chance! I am the president, and no one in this country understands our situation better than I do! β
"Why?" Carlo hissed, "Is this how we have a chance?" β
"In this way," Hamilton said calmly, "it is better than us being broken by the West and annihilated." We have no strength to continue to resist, four years of war. We've reached the end of our rope. I don't want to admit defeat, but I know that if I don't admit defeat, it's the whole Leray. will be buried for me. β
"Even so," Carlo asked, "we can still lead our army to Chakna, to Fiyan." We can continue to resist! β
"At the cost of the lives of the people of Leray?" Hamilton said coldly.
Carlo opened his mouth. There was silence.
"Leray is in the cracks," Hamilton said, "for Leray, there is no choice in this war. For 300 years, we have been tied to the ship of the Filipino League, and today, the big ship of the Filipino League is no longer reliable. β
A wry smile. Hamilton continued: "From the very beginning, this war was a dead end for me. It is also fate's ridicule of me to go to the pinnacle of my life and become president! β
Carlo whispered, "It's not your fault! β
"It's not my fault." Hamilton said heavily, "But I have to be responsible for this." It's me, who personally sent the young people of Lelei to the battlefield! Nearly 30 million were killed in battle! Thirty million! β
In the deathly silence, Hamilton let out a long sigh, "If Seuss, Jeppen and Desik." If they can't get through the Leray channel, they will continue to fight. Until the day of piercing! Originally, I was counting on Chuckner to take a little of the pressure off, but they would rather sacrifice a galaxy than intervene too soon. If I am a madman, then their president is too calm to be terrible! β
"Although the Republic of Fiyan has already waged a full-scale war. But we don't have time. Hamilton's gaze fell on the ceiling, and his voice became distant and ethereal: "I never counted on the Salga Federation, nor did I count on the Ferjan Republic. Leray is too small, and to survive this war, we must make the most cruel choice. β
"So, you transferred the vice-president and the prestigious Admiral Bernadotte, who could succeed you. Seed troops were created. Connived at the coup. Carlo said bitterly, "Let's." Under the treaty between Brody and Siyo, you will not hesitate to take your life even if you steal your life! β
"I succeeded. Isn't it? Hamilton laughed: "I've been arrested, Brody coup came to power, and Western will not have any suspicions." Flavio was also able to form a government-in-exile in Chacner and continue to sail on the ship of the Filipino League. This time, it's time for the Filipino Alliance to pay the bills for the war. β
"I don't understand," said Karlo, "how did you get around General Mikhailovich and how you did all this alone without passing through him." β
"Naturally, I have accomplices." Hamilton smiled slightly: "Do you want to know who it is?" β
"Who?"
"Snyder and Brown." Hamilton's smiling eyes glistened with tears.
"Madman" Carlo's lips trembled: "Those two madmen! β
"I miss them." Hamilton raised his head: "Do you know, before that war, the elite of the fleet had already transferred many seed troops and the local fleet of the Newton system. Our Space Force, which is already understaffed, relied on many recruits who only had experience in piloting ordinary civilian ships to fight that battle. β
"You're all crazy. It was known. Carlo trembled, "You will be nailed to the pillar of shame!" β
"Leray is a small country!" Hamilton shook his head: "In this war of the century, we can only choose our way. Ruthless or crazy, at least, we've managed to get to where we are. The open passage to Leray will be the reason for Sobor to move Seuss and Jeppen. Only when the war in the Carlston Galaxy enters the white heat, Chakner and other Filipino alliance countries will do their best. And we have a chance! β
"The Seed Army is our last hope. We can no longer expend our power in the central field of Leray. Hamilton straightened his messy hair: "We can't let Le Ray fall into internal turmoil and endless war, let alone follow the baton of the Filipino Alliance. After the fall of Bermuda, the central star field of Lelei is the wound on Lelei's body that continues to bleed, and if the strong man does not break his wrist, he will eventually be dragged down, as well as our Newton and Galileo systems. Now, even if Seuss and Jeppen want to fight the Newton system, they have to depend on the situation in the Carlston galaxy. Fei Yang and Chackner no longer have any excuses. If they want not to be blamed by the allies, and if they want to maintain the morale of the military, they have to afford the Southeast Star Domain! β
"To allow Leray to breathe, to retain our place in the Filipino League without continuing to shed blood, to leave a seed of hope when we finally lose the four-year war" Hamilton said word by word: "No matter how great the sacrifice, it is worth it!" My dream is to be a good politician! I was president, and that was the pinnacle of my life. And now, I believe, my achievements after my death will surpass that of the moment of my inauguration! β
Carlo was silent. He looked at the man in front of him, his eyes flashing with a crazy light, and his mind went blank.
This is the politics that belongs to Lelei, this is the politician who belongs to Lelei!
As he was leaving, he heard Hamilton's last voice.
"Thank you for one thing you did for Leray
Carlo stopped and looked back.
Hamilton was smiling: "Please tell General Mikhailovich that I only sacrificed my life, but I need him to sacrifice his reputation, for which I am sorry." β
"Do you hate him?"
While Carlo and Hamilton were talking, a major general was also sitting cross-legged in front of Mihajlovich in Mihajlovich's cell.
"How could I hate him? We are partners. Mikhailovich burst into tears with laughter: "I just regret why I worked with him for so long, and I haven't seen through him yet." This son of a bitch, he lied to me, and now he wants me to surrender. β
"You're not a politician," the major general said, "Brody also needs your prestige to help him stabilize the military and keep Hansford in check." And Leray, too, needs to stop bleeding. Our bet on the future needs your protection. β
"Everyone was deceived by him" Mikhailovich did not seem to hear the words of the major general, muttering: "I, Russell, Flavio, Bernadotte he doesn't care about anything, leaving us to spend the rest of our lives paying for his madness." β
"He's a politician." The major general said: "For Lelei, his choice is not wrong. β
"No," Mikhailovich hissed, "he is a damn cunning politician. A bastard who calculates his friends! He's going to hell! β
In the silence, tears welled up in the eyes of the old general.
In a trance, he saw the high-spirited Hamilton on the lawn outside the presidential palace.
"I, with my life, my soul, my wholeness, will be dedicated to Le Ray. With all his passion, in the service of the Commonwealth. β
He was smiling amid the cheers that rang through the sky.
"I love Leray, I love you!" Yes!!