“…… The building burning behind me is a secret facility of the ultra-radical group 'Evolution Vanguard', according to the information available to the Allied police, more than 200 people have been killed here in the name of evolution in the past three years, and this group will kidnap a large number of civilians who do not have the innate conditions for TF to be transformed, and forcibly transform them under the condition of incomplete technical means, which is no different from murder and even bloodier than the ACA, and the head of this organization has always claimed that 'this is the price of evolution'...... ”

-- Star TV, March 2, 2175 evening news.

***

"Why do human beings only have a short lifespan of 70 years, when we should have a lifespan of 150 years; Why is cancer incurable, and this genetic disease would not have occurred in prehistoric civilizations at all; Why is there a curse-like genetic disease spreading among human beings, constantly creating tragedies that are worse than death? ”

Marshall's voice echoed through the air, and Louise sat on a stool, even hearing the faint sound of the reactor on her chest.

"This qiē is all because human beings, this species, have been deeply cursed in their genes by prehistoric civilizations since they were born."

"I don't have Char. Pierre's grand aspirations and vision, to be honest, I don't care where humanity will go in the future, but if I can break this terrible curse from ancient times, I am willing to help him. ”

"Char...... General Pierre, can it be done? ”

Louise was stunned for a moment, she frowned, and looked at Marshall with a puzzled look.

"I'd rather believe that a man who can manipulate solar storms, besides. He saved the lives of both of my children. Marshall breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and turned his back to Louise again, "When everyone sued me and the success rate of the transformation was less than 10%, Charle sued me." He is sure that the genetic modification of his two children will be completed...... And he succeeded, and for that alone, I could do anything for him. ”

“…… You are a good father. Louise sighed, but didn't know what to say.

"It's not important, it's important, I want to sue you, that's why you shouldn't be here." Marshall's voice lowered a little, and he turned and walked back to his chair. He held on to the back of his chair, but did not sit down.

"Everyone here is because of personal grudges, only you are not."

Marshall looked into Louise's eyes and smiled wryly.

"In fact, the reason why the ACA agreed to this plan is because it can pass such a battle and make us the top TFs of the evolutionary faction. Here the halberd sinks into the sand, for this. Sending a few armored divisions and paratroopers who are also inclined to the Evolutionist school to accompany the funeral is nothing at all. ”

"It's just that at this moment, I'm afraid Neptune is already under Grant's control, and this is another thing I promised Char to help him complete the coup."

"So at the end of the day. You shouldn't be in this political conflict, you are a qualified soldier, no matter which side will not be buried lightly, I don't know what the conservatives are thinking, but I do. You don't deserve to die here. ”

"You shouldn't even be working for the ACA anymore."

"But, sir, I ......"

Hearing Marshall's words, Louise immediately spoke, but Marshall reached out and interrupted the girl's statement.

"From today, or rather, later, when I press this button, the ACA is no longer a political force, but a ...... that transcends the political and political forces Or rather, a terrorist organization, a terrorist organization only needs fighters, not soldiers, and there is no need to drag soldiers like you into the water. ”

"However, countless organizations that have guided humanity on the path of evolution have been considered terrorist organizations, and we just believe that the direction we represent is the direction of truth...... As for the final result, a hundred years later, let's look at the answer given by history. ”

"If you still can't understand what I'm talking about, then I'll sue you something." Marshall stretched out his hand again to interrupt Louise, who was about to speak, "My two children, Jessica and Grant, will not be involved, and if you want to talk about deserters, they should already be the biggest deserters." ”

Louise looked at Marshall, then at her glasses and papers, sighed, and finally spoke.

"Must ...... Kill these innocent people? ”

"Only in war can there be innocent people, and for evolution, everyone is not innocent."

Marshall gave the final answer.

"I see, sir." Louise stood up, raised her hand to put on the pair of black-rimmed glasses that didn't fit a girl, and then put the ID into the close pocket of her combat uniform, "This is the last time I'll call you sir." ”

Louise unbuttoned the collar of her combat uniform, took off her ACA badge, and then removed the sword from her back, and she stepped forward and placed it on the table beside Marshall.

"Mr. Colona, I will not join the Allies' army, but I cannot guarantee that I will not fight against Commander Pierre."

"That's your freedom, it's your right for those of you who don't have anything on your back." Marshall nodded slightly, "Choose your path, and let history give the answer." ”

Louise didn't speak, just took a breath, turned around, gave a military salute to Marshall, and walked out of the room without saying a word and without looking back.

"So, Char, after that, everything I owe you should be paid off."

Marshall stood at the desk, turned around, looked at the terminal suitcase that had been opened, pressed the spacebar, skipped the initial screen, and returned to the warning page that Louise had deliberately made to remind innocent casualties.

Marshall hesitated for only a second, then knocked down the space, and a thirty-minute countdown appeared on the screen, along with a huge "Cancel Start" button.

Louise had done her best to remind herself of the honor she should have as a soldier.

It's just that he has long ceased to be a soldier.

"It doesn't matter," Marshall smiled helplessly as he watched the blood-red countdown. "Anyway, I can't see what happens next."

Marshall walked to the door, picked up his coat from the coat rack, raised his hand to turn off the lights in the room, and walked out.

In an empty room. Only a blood-red countdown remained.

***

At the same time, the ACA capital submarine, USS Neptune.

All the fighting on the Neptune was over, and twelve hours earlier, Snakeeyes had led the Evolutionists to clean up the entire submarine, and most of the soldiers and officials who did not know the truth had given up their resistance after Charl's speech, and only the diehards belonging to the conservative faction had fought a worthless and desperate battle.

After leaving everything else to the Evolution officer, Snake Eyes went to rest with peace of mind. After washing off the blood stains on his body, the boy changed into pajamas and lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep at all.

He knew about Marshall, he knew that his father would not come back, and Marshall had told him about this a long time ago, as a soldier. The eldest son of the Colona family, Snakeeye. Grant. Colona understands that this is war, and as a soldier, he does not have any privilege from losing his loved ones.

And Snake Eyes also knows that without that man, there would be no life for himself and his sister.

But he still lost sleep that night. Because in addition to knowing that his father had begun his final journey, he cared about another thing.

That is, the body has been sparked and the ashes have been thrown into the sea by Clark. One last message President Robertson sent to himself before he was killed.

If Snake Eyes is not mistaken. It should be the words "office" and "evidence".

It's lip language, and only you should see it.

Office? Is it Robertson's office? And what is the evidence?

Snakeeye rolled over again, and the submarine that used to vibrate slightly like a cradle made the boy a little upset.

Finally, unable to lie down, he rolled over and got up, put on his military uniform, and walked out of the room.

***

The entire Neptune is still under martial law, with the evolutionary exclusive encrypted IFF exoskeleton elite commandos, in a group of more than eight people carefully searching every corner along the passage, after all, Neptune has not yet escaped the shackles of gravity, can not drive tanks into the street like Icarus, in this submarine, the strongest armament is probably heavy power armor, and also dismantled anti-tank missiles, after all, in case of a hole in the pressure-resistant shell, it is not a joke.

However, Snake Eye can pass unhindered, after the coup d'état just now, most of the evolutionary officers have already known this tough TF who is only sixteen years old, and now that Robertson's guards have been completely wiped out, Snake Eye is basically the peak of the ship's strength.

Snake Eyes didn't use a scooter, just walked alone on the street inside the submarine, the dim light and the blood stains on the street made him feel a cold and oppressive atmosphere, the young man tightened the collar of his military coat and took a deep breath.

Raising his head, he had already walked downstairs to the first scientific research institute of the ACA.

It is interesting to note that the First Research Institute of the ACA is not a scientific research institution, but an administrative body, which functions roughly like the Confederate Capitol, and is still called a research institute simply because it maintains the concept of a "society".

To put it bluntly, I want to cover it up.

Looking at this building, the teenager suddenly had a feeling of being out of breath, and for the first time, he wanted to leave this closed submarine, to leave the place where he grew up.

He shook his head slightly, allowing himself to focus on what was in front of him, and walked into the building.

Snakeeye walked down the hall and, after being authenticated, made his way to the top floor and into Speaker Robson's office.

He glanced at the office, the entire room had been completely emptied, and all the papers, computers, equipment, and even personal belongings must have been taken away by the Eye of Unity for analysis or destruction, this is the ability of an intelligence agency, they can erase a single piece of evidence of a person's existence in this world, as if this person had never stored a single instance of it.

It's just an empty room.

What will remain here? Roberson is not a fool or a political idiot, he naturally knows that if he dies, then everything here will fall into the hands of the Eye of Unity.

Then he still hinted at himself, which proved that there must be something that could escape the search.

Snake-Eye turned and locked the door, and instead of directly starting the search, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

The pursuer must think in terms of the target, and vice versa, and the hider must think in the perspective of the searcher.

As a result, it is impossible to hide any clues that are later added to the room, as they all have the potential to be removed.

Then there are only walls and chandeliers.

Snake-Eyes raised her head, shielding her hand from the dim light, and then, suddenly, narrowed her eyes.

The chandelier in the room is not particularly luxurious, just an ordinary fluorescent lamp, which is fastened to the roof by four bolts.

There is one bolt that makes half a turn less than the other three.

Grasping this detail that would normally go unnoticed, Snake Eyes climbed onto the table, and then gently unscrewed the untightened screws with his hands.

Inside the screws is a piece of paper made of a special material.

There is only one address on it.

***

A little later, Eye of Unity, one of the seven TFs of the ACA, Snake Eye, Grant. Colona claimed to have received Charl. Pierre's immediate emergency order, aboard a submarine, left the capital of the ACA, the huge diving aircraft carrier, the Neptune.

And almost at the same time, in his father, Marshall. Under Grant's command, the automatic equipment of the seventeen secret chemical stations scattered throughout the city of Pittsburgh was activated almost simultaneously, and in the quiet of the night, began to harvest the lives of the citizens of Pittsburgh.

According to post-war calculations, due to the ACA's many drills and preparations in advance, the entire city produced more than 100,000 dead in 12 seconds, and in the next 5 minutes, another 150,000 people died, and less than 400 of the 380,000 Confederate soldiers and civilians in Pittsburgh escaped from the catastrophe.

And this has become the deadliest attack since the "Black May" that destroyed the Middle East in the 21st century.

When the sun rose again, peace, like the 380,000 citizens of Pittsburgh, died silently forever. (To be continued......)