A nurse carefully closed the bedroom door and walked briskly to the doctors in the living room with a medicine tray. Whispering something. Several of the generals sitting at the other end of the living room stood up, staring anxiously at the nurse who had come out of the bedroom. It wasn't until they saw the nurse turn around and walk into the bedroom that they looked at each other heavily, and sat down slowly.

At the makeshift desk, several gray-haired experts were discussing in low voices. Several sheets of light passed back and forth between them. Judging by their frowning brows and the speed at which they spoke, it was clear that the situation was not optimistic.

The door was opened by the guards, and President Hill of Chuckner walked briskly into the room and went straight to Li Cunxin, who was standing in front of the window. The bodyguards, assistants, and senior advisors behind him all automatically stayed outside the door. The aisles were already overcrowded. Dozens of high-ranking officers in Chacner. High-ranking government officials whispered in twos and threes, worried about Zhongzhong.

This is Hastings' residence in Hanking. The seventy-year-old man, later today. Suddenly, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he sweated profusely, and after coughing violently and spitting out a small amount of blood, he fainted briefly.

This scene immediately frightened the people next to him. Fortunately, Hastings was in the office at the time to study confidential matters with Li Cunxin and others, and not many people witnessed his illness. And Li Cunxin and Hill also immediately issued gag orders. Control messages. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Filipino League will be plunged into turmoil.

Although many people knew about Hastings' condition, they also knew that day would eventually come. However, as long as that day is not reached, everyone does not want to think about it. For everyone in the League, Hastings is the backbone of the edifice of the League, even politicians who are trying to remove him from power and replace him with someone else.

No one dared to imagine what would become of the Filipino Alliance after Hastings left.

If he could, everyone in the Filipino League wanted him to live forever, even if he was lying in bed and couldn't speak. The sound of his breathing. It also makes people feel at ease.

"How's it going?" Hill waved his hand at the generals who stood up and saluted, walked up to Li Cunxin's side, and asked softly.

The old marshal Li Cunxin shook his head, staring out the window with somewhat cloudy eyes, gray hair. The deep wrinkles, combined with the sluggish spirit, made him look much older all of a sudden.

Ciel sighed and looked at the still closed bedroom door.

Since Hastings arrived in Chuckner. The presidential palace has appointed more than a dozen of Chackner's top medical, nutritional, health care, rehabilitation and other experts to work with Feiyan's medical team to monitor Hastings' condition at all times.

Hastings' illness. There is no hope of healing.

All you can do is prolong his life as long as possible. Fight for a little more time.

However, manpower is difficult to overcome after all. Hastings' physical condition continued to weaken. By now, he has appeared in a coma and vomiting blood, which means that his condition has entered an irreversible and uncontrollable stage. All treatments are just talking about personnel, how long can you live, just resign yourself to fate!

Hill stood beside Li Cunxin, looked at the dark clouds outside the window, and let out a long sigh.

The southeast war situation is the most critical moment. The Filipino League, which is in domestic and foreign difficulties, is also in a stormy stage at the beginning of its reform.

Albeit with the support of Hastings. An alliance centered on bandit armies has begun to take shape. But. If he falls at this moment, everything will fail.

Inside, those who have long been eyeing the bandits. will not hesitate to pounce on it, using all means to divide and tear apart this new alliance. The Filipino League will return to its previous track, or it will fall apart and get worse. Outside, there was a Siyo who took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and nailed the Fiji League, which was already at a disadvantage, to the tombstone of the vanquished.

Hastings' purpose was never to divide the Filipino League. He just wanted to make this huge county beast. There is a new skeleton that is able to stand up and fight on its own. A fragmented Fijian alliance can never be an opponent of Western Covenant. This large and stale and rigid alliance. It must be reborn in the flames of war. And the most blazing flames are burning in the southeast star field!

However, time was running out for him.

The city outside the window is still jubilant. Celebratory fireworks. One by one, they bloomed in the air. The whole of Chacner was plunged into a carnival of victory.

In the two years since the start of the war, this is the happiest moment for Hankyung.

The bitter hatred of the aggressor turned into pride and pride at this moment. Countless Chakna warriors are galloping across their own territory, firing. Charge, lie down, get up and continue to run forward. Mechs, passing past them, dark green metallic light. Overwhelming!

In front of them, the enemy is falling. One by one, one by one.

The battle reports in front of us are still coming.

The Chackner government and military have been holding back their efforts to make this bomb sweep across the universe, and for several days, media reports about the war in the Ryscott system have occupied all the news time. The mood of the population. It's already boiling. Every planet, every city. On every street, there are excited people marching.

But where do they know, Filipino? We are experiencing an unprecedented crisis.

"Your Excellency the President, Your Excellency the Marshal". A doctor walked quickly up to Hill and Li Cunxin and said softly, "You can go in."

"How's the matter with Lord Hastings?" Ciel asked in a low voice.

"It's stabilized for the time being, though. The doctor's face was worried, "Your Excellency Kan Canersi's condition has only entered an advanced stage, and we can't make any changes to the condition except for this conservative heart. How long it lasts is up to Lord Hastings himself.

Although the doctor's words were already expected, Hill and Li Cunxin couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

The two looked at each other and walked towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, Hastings lay quietly on the large, soft bed. Several monitoring instruments cast sensing light spots on his hands and recorded data such as his breathing and heartbeat. An oxygen concentrator worked silently, and oxygen was fed into his body through a nasal tube.

Leaving the wheelchair and not wearing a uniform, the old man's body looked so thin on the wide hospital bed, and his legs were a little atrophied. It looks like a child.

Only look at his face, his eyes. Only then did I know that this was the military god of the Filipino Alliance.

Neither war nor disease could defeat him until he died. His eyes, when he looked at Hill and Li Cunxin, were still deep and bright.

"I think, it's time to proceed with our next step" Watching the medical staff leave the bedroom and carefully close the door, Hastings smiled at Hill and Li Cunxin: "That guy did a good job, originally I thought we would have to wait for a while, but I didn't expect him to make such a big move in Leifeng Star with two divisions."

Hill and Li Cunxin walked to the edge of the bed and sat down in a velvet-upholstered high-backed chair.

After saying a few words, Hastings's breath was a little panting, he closed his eyes, rested for a while, and then said lightly: "Send a message to Lei Fengxing." Let him and Margaret come back

Tranquil bedroom with soft and serene lighting

"Critically ill?" The fat man only felt his brain thump. It's a blank slate. In the communicator, Margaret's trembling voice made him suddenly confused.

He stopped the mech. Broken logic. In the vast queue of mechs. It's like a reef in a flood. Black, cyan, dark green mecha. They parted behind him and joined again in front of him.

The artillery fire ahead sounded unrealistic.

"Bonnie." The fat man screamed abruptly.

"I'm here!" Command channel. Bonnie's soft voice looked a little worried.

"It's up to you! Keep fighting, beating them until they are exhausted! The fat man pulled the lever and turned around. Gritting his teeth, logic soared into the air like a rocket.

"Smack!" A folded newspaper was thrown on the smooth pear wood office work, making a crisp, loud sound. Barbara's face sank like water, turning the wide leather swivel chair and looking out the window.

The sunset in the distance of the city is gradually hiding behind the rows of high-rise buildings, and the light is gradually dimming. Only a glimmer of golden glow still lingers on the windowsill.

Barbara's eyes narrowed slightly.

For a long time, her face became faint as the afterglow of the windowsill faded. The shadow, slowly caressing her graceful neck, delicate collarbones, and towering round breasts, poked all the way down, gradually enveloping her.

In the extravagantly decorated room, the light was uncomfortably dim, but none of the few people standing solemnly at the desk dared to turn on the light.

Six men and three women, including two twin sisters, are all members of Barbara's most powerful force. Having been following Barbara for a long time, they knew very well what would happen if they were waiting for them to make a little noise at this time. The rigors they have undergone have accustomed them to this waiting.

Each one of them is like a stone sculpture in a secret room.

The only one capable of moving. Maybe it's their eyes. At this moment, everyone turned their eyes to the desk in front of them, under the eye-catching headline on the front page of the first page of the folded "Sunshine News". A fat man in a blue uniform with pure eyes. I'm smiling heartlessly.

"Leifeng Xingfujie!! 》

It's a simple title. However, for the people of this era, "a great victory." Two words plus three exclamation points were enough for them to rush to the vending machine and snatch the newspaper inside.

The whole city is no, the whole universe is talking about the Battle of Leifeng Star and the bandit army. As long as you listen quietly, you can hear the endless cheers. This cheer, like a crisp slap in the face, hit everyone in this office in the face, crackling!

Just over twenty hours ago, Barbara blocked the news that the bandits had killed Obuun.

She understands what public opinion means to the Liverward Army at such a critical time. This news is so shocking that if it is allowed to spread in Feiyang, no one knows what the consequences will be. Until the plan she personally led was completed, she would never allow her superiority to become the enemy's advantage.

What's more, she didn't want to see the impeachment motion against Hastings in the Supreme Council of the Coalition end in a series of scenes!

It had to be, it was a successful blockade. At the same time, thousands of the chairmen and editors-in-chief of the board of directors of the major media outlets of Feiyang accepted appointments with local bigwigs.

There are parliamentarians, chamber of commerce leaders, chaebol chairmen, high-ranking government officials, military dignitaries, and in these amiable bigwigs, the bosses or employees of the media get what they want or don't want. Some received friendships, others received checks. Some received intimidation or a bullet.

Whatever was received, most of them chose to remain silent.

The few media reports were also drowned out in the brilliant speeches and Liverford Legion at the University of Heidfield. Rita's victory in the news.

It can well be imagined. When the other nations were shocked and cheered at the bandit army killing Obuun. The people of Feiyang are so confused and embarrassed. Even if they get the news from the Internet. However, the collective silence of the media gave them a feeling that they had just appeared, but they were swallowed by the suffocating air.

It's a war. It took less than four hours from the start of the war to the completion of the blockade of Barbara. The moment was too critical for her to risk being targeted by the president's office rather than have her fortune threatened in any way. She understands better than everyone that the news of Lei Fengxing's victory is not focused on the bandits, but on Hastings!

This military god, who has controlled the Filipino Alliance for thirty years, has too much power. Even if you suppress him to the point where he only has one breath left, maybe all it takes is news that the people who believe in him and worship him for decades will get him to his feet. And those wavering politicians, military generals, or interest groups will instinctively choose to wait and see or even take refuge in them, rather than take risks to provoke him.

Besides, Hastings was never defeated. The victory of the Liverford army was only superficial. How dangerous the waves are in the shadows, only Barbora in the middle of it can understand!

She doesn't want to give her opponent a chance!

Unfortunately, just when she thought everything was under control, things got out of hand.

Less than a day after the Chakner military headquarters dropped the news that they had annihilated the dragoon fleet and killed Obuun, they released their battle report and detonated an even larger nuclear bomb.

"The Belriff Northern cluster collapsed on all fronts. The Lei Fengxing Front took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the southeast won a great victory, and the three hundred adjudicators were all slaughtered! ”

This terrifying news quickly spread to the entire Filipino League, and its shock wave swept in all directions, blowing up the blockade net she had carefully compiled.

Barbara was stunned. From the moment she got the news, she knew that no one could control it.

The truth was as she expected. The Propaganda Department of the Office of the President, which has been aware of the Obuun incident. The first time the news was announced. Several media outlets with close ties to the government quickly set the whole Republic of Fiyan on fire.

The media who had questioned the achievements of the bandit army in annihilating the dragoon fleet were dumbfounded, and those media who had listened to the greeting before regretted it, and even the people who came forward to say hello dived into the water and even simply retracted their words!

At this time, everyone understands the continued blockade of news. Not only will he go against the president's office, but he will even be burned in 3 fires.

"You can't control it, don't blame us!"

Based on this most realistic idea. The media quickly jumped on the bandwagon. Barbara couldn't even say a word of cruelty about this.

That's the power of Hastings! This old man in a wheelchair doesn't need coercion and inducement, or even a word to defend himself. You can make the scales fall to him!

Moreover, this time, the bandit army's record of destroying three hundred adjudicators is really dazzling! In contrast to the ten adjudicators on the battlefield of the Republic of Lane dominating the entire battle and almost making the Republic of Lane unable to turn over, this record can be called a miracle. And the information contained in it is even more complicated!

Anyone with a normal IQ should understand. How cautious it is necessary to fight against the bandits!

The setting sun has completely set over the horizon.

Night falls.

There was still a deathly silence in the office.

Six men and three women, standing quietly, solid as a rock. However, if you look closely, you will find out. The expressions on the faces of these people who have already been shad so hard that they have been held to the head by guns will not change in any way, and their expressions are not calm at the moment.

Their gaze, the subtle beads of sweat on their foreheads, or the barely imperceptible twitch of their cheek muscles, made them look less so calm than the outside world had been rumored.

The only one who is really calm is the woman sitting in the leather swivel chair.

Shrouded in darkness, she looks like a black widow calmly guarding her sister's net.

"Turn on the TV." Barbara turned her head and stared at the newspaper photo, faintly.

One of the twins activates the giant light screen TV. The image formed by the fusion of colorful light clusters is the text message of the presidential candidate interacting with voters in Dalapea. After the SMS, there is a ranking of the current approval ratings of several presidential candidates who have withdrawn from various parties.

The first is the middle-aged man who returned to Feiyang with Chakner and Barbara. The second, on the other hand, is the candidate of President Francis's party. The approval rating of these two people. That's 75 percent. The rest is divided between three candidates in the third, fourth and fifth places.

No matter from the perspective of external image, academic accomplishment, the degree of support received by the ruling phalanx or personal life, Barbara's candidates have a great advantage.

The light curtain is flickering and changing. Three-dimensional virtual images. It looks so real in the void.

Suddenly, a hurried phone call interrupted the silence of the office.

Everyone stared at the phone. Tense atmosphere. They couldn't help but swallow their spit.

Barbara picked up the phone nonchalantly while watching TV.

A moment later, a smile full of black seduction bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

He's dead!

President Fiyan, Francis...... Peng... 8。 (Bubble Shuzhao) a different face!

(To be continued)