“…… We've found Connery's contacts, but Connery himself doesn't seem to want to show up. ”

A middle-aged man in formal clothes sat down on the sofa and said, along with several high-ranking government officials and men and women.

"I just want to know how many new mechs we might get, preferably one that can rival the super mech that was snatched from "that". ”

In a small conference room, Hamil and several confidential personnel were in a meeting.

"Blue Shield has already given data, they say that the so-called super mecha is just a product close to the 6th generation, they can give us a batch of new mechas, but we need to deliver a batch of "minerals" as soon as possible. ”

A high-ranking female official with short orange hair answered.

“…… They give it to them if they want, but don't give too much, our scientists are already following the research. ”

“…… How has my approval rating been lately? ”

"Mr. President, this is good news, because your wife's recent charity activities in the "special school" have been successful, so your support among the people has also increased by 1.3%. ”

An intelligence officer congratulated.

"Hehe~ Really? That's good. Hehe~"

It's good that support has picked up, and Hamil is smiling from ear to ear. His "position" seems to have been held for the time being, by the hateful candidates who are staring at him and hoping he will make a mistake......

"Bang~"

At this moment, the wooden gate was forcefully pushed open from the outside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go out for a moment, Mr. President has important business to attend to!"

An old man with silver hair and a stern green military uniform walked in, with a golden lion and two golden four-pointed stars on his shoulders standing out.

"Jossier, when did you come to the capital?"

Hamil saw the old general walk in and hurriedly got up to meet him, and several other high-ranking officials saw that Joshur did seem to have something to do, so they all got up and left.

"Your Excellency, I am just looking for you to report on my work. However, while I was waiting at the door, I met a major who was in a hurry, and he was stopped by the security guard at the door. I inquired about what he was going to report, and when I knew the seriousness of the matter, I brought him in without permission. ”

"Oh?"

Hamil only then noticed the anxious gallery standing behind Jossier, and then Jossier made way for the gallery and walked to the door of the conference room.

"Tuolang, aren't you going back to the army?"

Hamil was at a loss for the cautious attitude of the two.

"Mr. President......"

"Click!"

Jossier himself walked over and closed the door to the conference room, and now there were only three of them left.

"I think your lady might be in trouble!"

"What did you say?"

……

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Two prison guards braved a sandstorm to enter the ME119 plane parked on the tarmac runway.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the isolation door of the cockpit of the plane.

"Who is it?"

The captain asked as he turned back to the door.

"We are the prison guards of Banado Prison, and our boss asked us to bring you lunch~."

A voice came from outside the isolation door.

The captain tilted his head at the co-pilot and asked the co-pilot to fetch food, while he sat down in his seat and continued to listen to music with headphones.

"Click~"

The isolation door opened, and the co-pilot was greeted by a menacing face.

"Poof~"

A dagger was plunged directly into the co-pilot's heart, and the co-pilot felt the strength of his body being drained in an instant, and fell backwards.

"Bang!"

The pilot collapsed on his back on the deck, vomiting blood, the bright red on his chest rapidly expanding.

The captain heard a noise behind him and looked back, and a black hole muzzle appeared in front of him.

"Woo~!"

……

"Didi~"

On a laptop monitor on a desk, a video is playing.

“…… We've lost contact with ME119, Mr. Warden, are the President's wives still inspecting your prison? ”

“…… We didn't see the plane you talked about, and we didn't see the president's wife. ”

"But our positioning system shows it landed on your runway."

“…… Is it? We had a big sandstorm here, probably with radio interference, and we didn't get any information. So be it! I sent someone to stop at the airport to have a look. ”

"Alright! Thank you, Mr. Warden, please send someone to take a look as soon as possible, if the president's wife is lost, you should know the seriousness of the matter. ”

"Okay, I got it."

The warden in the video smiled, then turned off the video call.

“…… So Dinah didn't go to Banado Prison? ”

Hamil looked eagerly at the two beside him,

"I'm afraid not, Mr. President. Do you know why the background behind this warden is black? It looks like the room is not lit, and his location, we have already found out is in the control room of the prison. ”

"It's normal for the control room to be unlit!"

"Don't you think it's strange that there aren't other staff members on camera? His face is already half of it, and have you noticed a reflective bright spot in the darkness behind him? ”

The gallery tapped a few more times on the keyboard, and the warden's expression was a little stiff, and then the black background behind him began to lighten up, and something next to the warden's head was taking shape.

The sweaty warden looks hot, and a silver pistol appears in the frame, with its head pressed against the right back of the head of the Banado warden. This is obviously not a joke, and no one would joke on the warden's head.

"What's going on? Where's Dina? Will my wife be in danger~? ”

Hamil knew what was going on, no matter how stupid he was, and it was clear that Banado Prison was completely out of the warden's control.

"Mr. President, please remain calm, Banado prison has been confirmed to be occupied by a group of people......"

"Calm down~? You're telling me to calm down now~? My wife is still in prison~! ”

Hamil suddenly waved his hand and flipped all the papers on his desk, including his laptop, and fell to the carpet.

“…… We can immediately send special forces to Banado prison in 3 hours, and of course, we need to borrow a spaceship. ”

Gallery pressed Hamil's hand and motioned for the president to be calm.

"What action?"

Jossier, who had been standing by and silent, asked Gallery.

"The situation is in crisis, we need to designate a special rescue plan and implement it very quickly, and we can now be sure that the president's wife is safe for the time being."

"Please give the order, Mr. President!"

"What orders?"

Jossier scanned the expressions of the two with his hands on his chest.

"What do you want to say?"

Hamil looked at Joschel, he was very puzzled by Joshur's attitude, wasn't now the best time to send troops to save?

"You have to know how many hostages there are in Banado prison. Is it 1, or dozens. ”

Jossier said as he looked into Hamil's eyes.

"You have to be clear about whether you're saving one person or a lot of people. And we don't know their exact location, in the event of a rash dispatch of troops to attack, sorry! …… I think it's not just the other hostages, but Dinah might have a hard time surviving......"

Hearing this, both Hamil and Torrang hung their heads in thought, and at this point they could not be calm, a wrong order could kill all the hostages.

"Or there is a way ......"

Joshuel picked up the lone gold-tipped pen that was still left on his desk and played with it.

"What's the solution?"

Hamil looked up suddenly, his mind was now in a mess and he couldn't figure out how to do it. Thorang also looked at Jossier,

"We just need to send one person in, find the hostages and make sure the hostages are safe, then take them into a safe place for a short time to hide, and finally we will attack in a big way."

"But ......"

Josieur sighed and glanced at Hamil.

"I don't know if she's going to go or not."

"Who is she?"

Hamil hurriedly asked.

Joshur glanced at the gallery and stopped gnawing, and the latter seemed to think of something, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping......

……