Chapter 114: Tonight
The presidential election is going on in a tense and orderly manner. In order to prevent the Imperial agents and terrorists from causing trouble, the Feiyang Police, the National Anlun Force, the regional garrisons, and the special forces of the Intelligence Bureau were all dispatched to maintain order.
It's a long process. For twelve hours, every S1, touches people's hearts. Time passes minute by minute. The TV news continues to track and report on the live votes.
At each polling place, people walked through the voting lanes, tapping their thumbs on the rows of voting machines, taking fingerprints and genes, authenticating themselves and then choosing their candidates.
Finally, take the printed ballot paper to the end of the aisle and drop it into the ballot box under the strict supervision of the grass and government officials.
The atmosphere was tense and enthusiastic. It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, and the crowd began to thin out. According to on-site statistics, about 70 percent of the people completed the vote. The support groups of the candidates have spontaneously gathered.
They waved slogans and posters in their hands in the police-approved area, supporting their own candidates. Among them, the Dawson group is the most flamboyant, and his supporters are laughing and preparing all kinds of celebration props. Even at some meeting places, stages were set up and singers were invited to sing.
In their opinion, Dawson's ascension to the presidency is already a certainty, and neither Perez nor Zhao Xi can pose any threat to Dawson. Although there have been many examples in history where the support rate of the polls has been leading all the way, but in the end it was overturned by the opponent. However, it was all when the leader made a mistake or the pursuer suddenly played a trump card at the last minute.
In this presidential campaign, not only did Dawson not make mistakes, but Perez and Zhao Xi made mistakes in the back. They shouldn't be discouraged at the last minute. In the presidential election, which was already held early, every minute and every second, and even every TV picture was crucial. And their last-minute disappearance is tantamount to ceding the presidency to Dawson.
Compared with the joy and relaxation of Dawson's supporters, Perez and Zhao Xi's supporters are much quieter. They stayed quietly in the area fenced off by temporary railings, and watched the Dawson group not far away busily set up the celebration venue, running to and fro.
The big screen in the square is still the same voting screen. Journalists and presenters who have been busy for hours no longer seem to be able to find much excitement. The morning news is also playing repeatedly.
While sinking, on the other hand, lively, all groups formed an extremely sharp contrast.
Suddenly, a siren sounded, and in the southeast of the square, there was a commotion.
People stood outside the police cordon, tiptoeing and craned their necks to look out. They all inquired about what happened to the competition.
I only saw that the crowd was crowded, and the crowd was surging. Moments later, with the intervention of the police, the skirmishes in an instant.
"What's going on?"
"There was a fight. It is a supporter of Zhao Xi and a supporter of Perez. β
"Why?"
There is news that Perez has long been bought by Dawson, and the two parties have suppressed Zhao Xi together "Actually, Perez never thought of becoming president at all..."
"Impossible, right? Dawson and Perez have always disagreed politically, but Zhao Xi and Perez have been uniting to challenge Dawson. β
"Who knows, hehe, you think some things are what they seem?"
"Zhao Xi's supporters are really angry."
"What's the use of being angry, to be honest, my second vote was given to Zhao Xi. I agree with his political views, but his foundation is not very good, and there are some things that cannot be done by the president's speech.
Both sides of the fight were taken away by the police.
When they were taken out of the crowd by the police and escorted into the police car, people saw that the supporter of Zhao Xi who started beating people was a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance.
At this moment, his originally straight clothes were already dusty and messy, there were still a few clumps of bird green on his face, and the corners of his mouth and nose were full of blood.
At the last S1 of the police car with his head down, he glanced back at Zhao Xi's supporters on the other side of the railing. In the corner of the eye, there were clearly crystal tears. The police car pulled its siren, floated, made a turn in the air and sped away.
Zhao Xi's supporters stood silently in place, and in the distance behind them, Dawson's supporters were still busy, and the lantern ribbons were pulled up in the air. You can imagine how brilliant and charming they are when night falls. When the people are voting, cheering, or sad. Out of their sight, the top brass of the Filipino Alliance had already made a mess of porridge.
The news that Liverford and Gambier jointly announced that they would hold a banquet at the Caesars Palace Hotel had spread throughout Feiyang.
For this news, the people's interpretation is just a banquet. And in the eyes of the higher-ups, this is clearly a war.
Gambier and Lever will not be bored enough to hold a banquet to bring an end to a battle that is already doomed to victory. This kind of gesture, which borders on demonstration and showmanship, is too frivolous. It's a counterattack. A counterattack against the night of the 11th.
When Hastings and the Fat Man had come to a high school gathering to signal the Filipino Alliance and gain the upper hand for a while, this time they targeted the leaders of the families, political parties, officials, and consortia themselves in the upper class.
Coupled with the birth of a new president, the weight of this party is definitely not comparable to the drinking and fun of a group of young people in the Devil's Paradise nightclub. This is the final net harvest. He patted - quietly opened his pockets, waiting for the surrendering people to arrive.
When people dressed up for a banquet appear generously in the media's cameras, it means that they have a firm or changed position.
A banquet.
A war.
People are wondering, and no one knows what choice they will make in the remaining hours.
The black family, it's going to be lost?
The old man who never moved, but who was always able to turn the tide at the last moment, what other way could he save the defeat this time? "Is there any movement in Hastings?"
At 8:30 p.m., in the living room of Beverly Hills, the lights were bright. Barbara asked as she walked down the stairs in a silk cheongsam like water, staring at her own silhouette in the dressing mirror.
Heckel, who was holding coffee and chatting with Sozer and the others in the living room, heard and said, "There is no movement." The army, the Black Guards and the Sals Manor, there were no suspicious moves. β
He looked at the time, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Lord Junshen is not feeling well, I'm afraid that at this time, the lights have been turned off and sleeping." β
Heckel's words made Li Fo, who had always been like a stone, smile a little. Seeing Li Fo's smile, the people in the room burst into laughter. The elder Miller, in particular, was even more red and refreshed.
This old man, who was too old to talk a few days ago, is like he is twenty or thirty years old at this time. Wearing a dark blue suit, he was holding a silver-white cane, and his waist was straight.
"He's been in control of Feiyang for thirty years, and it's time to rest!" Old Miller stood beside Li Buddha with a smile: "There are talented people in the country, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" This is the law of nature, and it is an unbreakable truth! I knew ten years ago that he would be replaced by Alker! β
Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Fo. Even with Li Fo's city, even if he knew that the overall situation had not yet been finalized, these scorching sunshine still made his mood fluctuate. No matter how calm he is, he is a flesh-and-blood person after all.
When the dream of the Nadmik dynasty for hundreds of years is to be fulfilled in itself. When the patience and waiting that have not been followed for more than 20 years are finally about to bear unimaginably rich fruits at this moment, even if he is a saint, he can no longer remain calm.
Beside him, old Miller looked around: "There is still more than an hour before the presidential election is announced. Finally, S1, we have to beware of Hastings jumping off the wall! After 10:10 a.m., we are the winners! Glory and wealth, share with you! β
In the living room, there was a cheer. The outlook that everyone paints for Miller Sr. fluctuates uncontrollably.
Even the most calm Suozze, Pires and others exchanged excited glances with each other. As soldiers, as Li Fo's most loyal followers, they are finally about to usher in a republic of Feiyang that belongs to them! Isn't this group, these aliens, what they have been striving for for many years is the current situation! The Republic of Feiyang is a fierce tiger in a cage.
And this tiger out of the cage, we must strive for the greatest interests for the country of Feiyang and the group of the Feiyang Army! Even if this world is full of blood!
"In terms of security, don't worry." Suo Ze said lightly: "The Admiral and President Gambier are holding a banquet at the Caesars Palace Hotel, who dares to do it there tomorrow." It's not devil's paradise. Besides, the major military districts have already received orders, and if they dare to do it, we will let them understand who is the country's national force! β
Good! In the living room, there was a cheer. Admiral SuozΓ©'s words made everyone present enthusiastic. Lever and his victorious armies are the cornerstone of this group. Changing the world is exactly what you need to be bold!
"I'd love them to do it." Barbara in front of the dressing mirror put on earrings, swayed to Li Fo's side, grabbed Li Fo's arm, and said with a smile: "Isn't it tantamount to pushing the people to our side in the banquet hall of the live broadcast?" They should remember that this is a democratic country! β
The bright and radiant Barbara, handsome and chic, with a straight body, is like two bright new stars at this moment, dazzling and unforgiving.
The military talent and power in his hands of his brother Li Fo, and the wisdom and skill of his sister Barbara, are convincing. After Hastings' death, there will be no one to compete with Feiyan! It was close to nine o'clock in the evening.
Although there is still half an hour before the start of the banquet. However, as early as about eight o'clock, dignitaries and dignitaries had already arrived at the Caesars Palace Hotel, which is located not far from National Victory Square. The hotel was built in 1840, more than 200 years ago.
Drive in from the majestic gate of Hemingsheng Avenue and walk 500 meters to a huge vestibule plaza. In the center of the square, there is a bronze statue of Julius Caesar and a fountain in the shape of petals. The statue is eight meters tall and stands on a 50-meter-high marble pedestal. The fountains around are in a myriad of changes in the colorful spotlights.
On both sides of the hotel square, there are two beige annex buildings with more than 20 floors. Surrounded by lush trees in the garden, it looks peaceful and beautiful.
In the middle is the main building of the hotel. It is a square building with a red faΓ§ade and a black herringbone roof. It is more than 100 meters high and has 30 floors. With its dense white arched windows and the soaring foreground of the hall, it looks like a sturdy and ornate castle. When night falls, Caesars Palace Hotel is already lit up with colorful lights.
A luxury flying car, which is rarely seen in normal times, crossed the already martial law Hemingsheng Avenue and drove outside the hotel lobby after being inspected.
Dozens of attentive waiters ran back and forth among the national security guards who stood like B$ sculptures around them, like flowers and butterflies walking through the steps.
The dignitaries stepped out of the flying car, or smiled and bowed their heads in the flash of the media, or stepped on the red carpet with expressionless faces and walked inside. The reporters around were excitedly carrying cameras and holding cameras, running back and forth. This kind of scene is rare on weekdays.
Interim President Gambir arrived, "Your Excellency the Minister of Defense is here...", "Secretary of State Thatcher has arrived...", "Speaker Kraft has arrived...".
It seems that with the words of Li Fo and Gambier, the whole big man of Fei Yang has surfaced. Celebrities and dignitaries are like carp crossing the river.
And those chaebol presidents and super-rich people who are usually majestic and echo back and forth are nothing among so many celebrities, let alone those arrogant popular stars on weekdays.
Those who can participate in the banquet with Ziqi and are knowledgeable and interested all come alone with a modest smile. It's hard to believe that it's too low-key.
A one-phase flying car, speeding along the highway.
While listening to the music, the fat man opened the window and let the cool night breeze fill the entire carriage.
A little blonde boy with pink carvings sat next to the fat man, twisting his body from time to time and sticking his head out of the car window. A head of curly blond hair rolled like waves in the wind. "Skynet's central computer, is it under control?" The fat man lit a cigarette, flicked the joystick, and the flying β slid like water towards the corner. "The butt man is out in person, and there is a computer that can't be handled?" The little kid turned his head and glanced at the fat man with disdain, then stuck his head out again, "Fat man, you better be careful of yourself." β
"What troops did they use?" The fat man looked quietly in the reverse-view mirror, a black bulletproof car, closely following behind him. In the distance, several "Karen" brand flying off-road vehicles swaggered and followed. He didn't seem to be worried about being discovered by himself.
In the sky, several police helicopters flickered and appeared in the sky of the space towers, flickering far and near, like falcons staring at their prey in the night sky. "There is very little information about them using Skynet to communicate, and Li Fo is not stupid, he will not easily use Skynet to deliver messages when his authority is lower than that of Hastings."
The little kid retracted his head, leaned back on the back of the chair that was a branch above the boss, and dangled his two little short legs, "However, no matter how much they go around, they can't get around me." Of the sixteen military regions, four are Li Fo's diehards, and there are eight more who have them. β
The little kid smashed his mouth: "Although Xiao Hei has been quiet all these years, Li Fo wants to hide his actions in the military.
This old man, who was too old to talk a few days ago, is like he is twenty or thirty years old at this time. Wearing a dark blue suit, he was holding a silver-white cane, and his waist was straight.
"He's been in control of Feiyang for thirty years, and it's time to rest!" Old Miller stood beside Li Buddha with a smile: "There are talented people in the country, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" This is the law of nature, and it is an unbreakable truth! I knew ten years ago that he would be replaced by Alker! β
Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Fo. Even with Li Fo's city, even if he knew that the overall situation had not yet been finalized, these scorching sunshine still made his mood fluctuate. No matter how calm he is, he is a flesh-and-blood person after all.
When the dream of the Nadmik dynasty for hundreds of years is to be fulfilled in itself. When the patience and waiting that have not been followed for more than 20 years are finally about to bear unimaginably rich fruits at this moment, even if he is a saint, he can no longer remain calm.
Beside him, old Miller looked around: "There is still more than an hour before the presidential election is announced. Finally, S1, we have to beware of Hastings jumping off the wall! After 10:10 a.m., we are the winners! Glory and wealth, share with you! β
In the living room, there was a cheer. The outlook that everyone paints for Miller Sr. fluctuates uncontrollably.
Even the most calm Suozze, Pires and others exchanged excited glances with each other. As soldiers, as Li Fo's most loyal followers, they are finally about to usher in a republic of Feiyang that belongs to them! Isn't this group, these aliens, what they have been striving for for many years is the current situation! The Republic of Feiyang is a fierce tiger in a cage.
And this tiger out of the cage, we must strive for the greatest interests for the country of Feiyang and the group of the Feiyang Army! Even if this world is full of blood!
"In terms of security, don't worry." Suo Ze said lightly: "The Admiral and President Gambier are holding a banquet at the Caesars Palace Hotel, who dares to do it there tomorrow." It's not devil's paradise. Besides, the major military districts have already received orders, and if they dare to do it, we will let them understand who is the country's national force! β
Good! In the living room, there was a cheer. Admiral SuozΓ©'s words made everyone present enthusiastic. Lever and his victorious armies are the cornerstone of this group. Changing the world is exactly what you need to be bold!
"I'd love them to do it." Barbara in front of the dressing mirror put on earrings, swayed to Li Fo's side, grabbed Li Fo's arm, and said with a smile: "Isn't it tantamount to pushing the people to our side in the banquet hall of the live broadcast?" They should remember that this is a democratic country! β
The bright and radiant Barbara, handsome and chic, with a straight body, is like two bright new stars at this moment, dazzling and unforgiving.
The military talent and power in his hands of his brother Li Fo, and the wisdom and skill of his sister Barbara, are convincing. After Hastings' death, there will be no one to compete with Feiyan! It was close to nine o'clock in the evening.
Although there is still half an hour before the start of the banquet. However, as early as about eight o'clock, dignitaries and dignitaries had already arrived at the Caesars Palace Hotel, which is located not far from National Victory Square. The hotel was built in 1840, more than 200 years ago.
Drive in from the majestic gate of Hemingsheng Avenue and walk 500 meters to a huge vestibule plaza. In the center of the square, there is a bronze statue of Julius Caesar and a fountain in the shape of petals. The statue is eight meters tall and stands on a 50-meter-high marble pedestal. The fountains around are in a myriad of changes in the colorful spotlights.
On both sides of the hotel square, there are two beige annex buildings with more than 20 floors. Surrounded by lush trees in the garden, it looks peaceful and beautiful.
In the middle is the main building of the hotel. It is a square building with a red faΓ§ade and a black herringbone roof. It is more than 100 meters high and has 30 floors. With its dense white arched windows and the soaring foreground of the hall, it looks like a sturdy and ornate castle. When night falls, Caesars Palace Hotel is already lit up with colorful lights.
A luxury flying car, which is rarely seen in normal times, crossed the already martial law Hemingsheng Avenue and drove outside the hotel lobby after being inspected.
Dozens of attentive waiters ran back and forth among the national security guards who stood like B$ sculptures around them, like flowers and butterflies walking through the steps.
The dignitaries stepped out of the flying car, or smiled and bowed their heads in the flash of the media, or stepped on the red carpet with expressionless faces and walked inside. The reporters around were excitedly carrying cameras and holding cameras, running back and forth. This kind of scene is rare on weekdays.
Interim President Gambir arrived, "Your Excellency the Minister of Defense is here...", "Secretary of State Thatcher has arrived...", "Speaker Kraft has arrived...".
It seems that with the words of Li Fo and Gambier, the whole big man of Fei Yang has surfaced. Celebrities and dignitaries are like carp crossing the river.
And those chaebol presidents and super-rich people who are usually majestic and echo back and forth are nothing among so many celebrities, let alone those arrogant popular stars on weekdays.
Those who can participate in the banquet with Ziqi and are knowledgeable and interested all come alone with a modest smile. It's hard to believe that it's too low-key.
A one-phase flying car, speeding along the highway.
While listening to the music, the fat man opened the window and let the cool night breeze fill the entire carriage.
A little blonde boy with pink carvings sat next to the fat man, twisting his body from time to time and sticking his head out of the car window. A head of curly blond hair rolled like waves in the wind. "Skynet's central computer, is it under control?" The fat man lit a cigarette, flicked the joystick, and the flying β slid like water towards the corner. "The butt man is out in person, and there is a computer that can't be handled?" The little kid turned his head and glanced at the fat man with disdain, then stuck his head out again, "Fat man, you better be careful of yourself." β
"What troops did they use?" The fat man looked quietly in the reverse-view mirror, a black bulletproof car, closely following behind him. In the distance, several "Karen" brand flying off-road vehicles swaggered and followed. He didn't seem to be worried about being discovered by himself.
In the sky, several police helicopters flickered and appeared in the sky of the space towers, flickering far and near, like falcons staring at their prey in the night sky. "There is very little information about them using Skynet to communicate, and Li Fo is not stupid, he will not easily use Skynet to deliver messages when his authority is lower than that of Hastings."
The little kid retracted his head, leaned back on the back of the chair that was a branch above the boss, and dangled his two little short legs, "However, no matter how much they go around, they can't get around me." Of the sixteen military regions, four are Li Fo's diehards, and there are eight more who have them. β
The little kid smashed his mouth: "Although Xiao Hei has been quiet all these years, it is not easy for Li Fo to hide his private actions from the military. The fat man gave the little kid a strange look.
Seriously, this little monster who has been locked up underground for thousands of years is qualified to call Hastings a little black. However, no matter how you listen to this, it also feels awkward.
"The results of my monitoring are similar to the information he gave me." The little kid glanced at his neck: "Don't think he's old and confused, to be honest, although his legs and feet are not good, but playing with this kind of thing, he is 100,000 times better than you." I don't have to worry about this, what the hell do you care. β
Without saying a word, the fat man slapped the little kid on the back of the head, causing it to lean forward. This little bastard didn't go to the house for three days. Dare to teach the fat man a lesson, it's the opposite! "Fatty, you do it again, Lao Tzu will blame you for two snipers later!" The little kid said indignantly. "You give Lao Tzu a try." The fat man ignored him, threw the cigarette butt out the window, and the flying car shook its head violently on the busy street entering the city, "Get out of the car!" β
Before the words fell, I saw a small figure quickly jump out of the window, land in the high-speed speed of the flying car, and disappear into the crowd in a flash.
The fat man drove the car into Hemingsheng Avenue, and when he passed through the security check, he looked at the time, and it was already 9:30 p.m.
A team of black elongated flying cars, like a long line, drove into the Caesars Palace Hotel one after another, bypassed the fountain, and stopped in front of the steps of the main entrance. This time, the waiters were ordered to stay where they were, and hundreds of security personnel surrounded the car.
The car door opened, and Li Fo, dressed in a crisp black admiral's uniform, and Barbara, a slim one, appeared under the flashing lights.
The appearance of these two people completely overshadowed everyone's limelight. Old Miller and other heavyweights stood behind them, like retinues. The big picture is yet to be determined, and everyone understands who is the real master of this banquet!
Gambier, Dawson and Perez, who were waiting at the gate, had already received the news, and they all walked down the steps to welcome the arrival of Liver. This scene made the reporters present sigh.
Li Fo's prestige is very high, and everyone knows that Hastings is already terminally ill, and there is no doubt that Li Fo succeeded him and became the first person in the Fei Yang military.
However, a soldier is a soldier after all.
In this democracy, the power of the president and Congress is paramount. For hundreds of years, there has been only one existence like Hastings who has surpassed the president. Moreover, there can only be that one.
The reason is very simple, Fei Yang's superpower status was created by Hastings with his own strength!
Although Li Fo has achieved outstanding military achievements, he is still far from Hastings. At the very least, victory in a crucial battle like it was thirty years ago is missing. Hastings, defeated the entire Western Covenant. And Li Fo, however, only took a galaxy.
But today, under the steps of the Caesars Palace Hotel, he shook hands with Gambier, Dawson, Perez and others with a faint smile. All the flashing lights were concentrated on him, and the whole Feiyang, as if at this moment, revolved around him. Even a fool understands what this means!
"It seems that tonight, it is not only the new president who is born-..." A senior reporter looked at Li Fodao in the crowd with half-squinted eyes, "We will also usher in a new military first." "Look, the Minister of Defense is also greeted out." Someone shouted. "I'm afraid it's not just the first person in the military," a short and fat reporter shook his head and said, "Lord War, there is no such pomp!" "The wind is blowing", a voice in the reporter made the discussion stop suddenly. Yes, the wind is blowing.
At the foot of the stairs, the collars and corners of the people, the lanterns on the fences of the hotel, and the flagpoles "the changing fountains, all swaying in the sudden wind." Admiral Li Fo, please...""After everyone greeted Li Fo, Gambier smiled and stepped on the steps first, and said in his mouth. "Wait." Barbara pulled Li Fo, who was about to climb the stairs, and smiled at the people around her: "I just received the news that a friend of mine has arrived. "Friend?" Everyone was stunned. What kind of character is it, with such a big face, that Barbara can drag Li Fo to stand here waiting for him? "It's Miss Barbara's friend," a deputy minister of the Ministry of Commerce, seeing that everyone had stopped, immediately said with a smile on his face: "Then we will naturally have to wait together." When Barbara nodded at him, the deputy minister was so happy that his eyes were gone. A flying car, bypassing the fountain, stopped at the gate.
Before the national security guards could walk up, a fat man in a blue uniform pushed the car door by himself, walked out of the cab, and threw the key in his hand to a stunned bodyguard. "Everybody's welcoming me?" The fat man walked into the crowd and stood beside Barbara and Leefer, looking left and right. Lieutenant General of the Bandit Army, Tian Xingjian! Everyone was stunned by this "friend".
Among the people present, in addition to Gambier, Lever and Barbara, many people saw the fat man for the first time.
For this Filipino League general who came with Hastings, everyone knows the most, except for him! Outside of the resume, it was the bloody night of January 11th.
On that day, it was this fat man with a simple face and a pair of small attractive ears who broke Miller's neck with his bare hands on the circular platform on the top floor of Alaska Space City.
It was also him, drunkenly carrying a sniper rifle that looked like an N1 Garand rifle, running and jumping between the flying cars of the platform, creating the myth of a man who singled out fifteen elite snipers with dynamic sniping.
It was even more that he stabbed Barbara's guard captain Fleischer fifty-six times, killing Barbara's personal companion Friedrich, and creating a shock to Philian.1 11 tragedy.
Or he, in the pursuit of the final garrison, drove a flying car, led a group of mecha gods of war, and ran all the way to kill, not only killing the entire two ace armored battalions "Finally, he also put several mysterious and powerful purple mechs in formation and accepted his review.
It can be said that this fat man, not only is not Barbara's friend, but an enemy who is not in the same world. The hatred between the two sides cannot even be washed away by blood! And now, he's here! Facing the fat man's eyes, Old Miller and the others were all shocked and took a step back, looking around in horror.
Reporters flocked to the stairs, and the flashing lights lit up the stairs like daylight. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and at the same time, everyone realized that it was going to be explosive news. Does the arrival of the fat man herald the beginning of Hastings' counterattack, or has he already conceded defeat? What will happen this night?!