Chapter 56: The Clock Tower (I)
“…… Now that it's the 22nd century, I really don't understand what this former League hero relied on to come to the conclusion that a high-ranking officer of the ACA could destroy and conquer the world on his own. Hitler, but even Hitler had to use a series of means to demagogue the people and realize his ambitions from the frontal battlefield, in other words, killing Hitler would not solve the problem, only defeating Nazi Germany on the frontal battlefield could crush his ambitions, so allow me to question Ling Yu's actual judgment as an allied fighter - of course, this is not surprising, after all, he is only a soldier, and many times he cannot see the situation comprehensively, and the opponent he faces is the so-called 'axis of evil'......"
-- "Alliance Weekend," November 4, 2178, "On the Gap Between Soldiers and Generals"
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"First of all, I think I should say thank you, I probably didn't say it when I came in."
Ling Yu raised his hand and waved it at Ma Han in a friendly manner.
Ling Yu himself was just looking for a place to hide, so he quietly pried open the back door of an unoccupied house and sneaked in, but before he could further treat his wounds, Mahan chased after him.
The young man in black didn't intend to take the policeman's life from the beginning, he just wanted to knock him unconscious and then leave to find a hiding place, but when he noticed that the policeman was a little familiar, the other party had already offered to help him.
He didn't know why he believed the young man he had only met once in Washington, maybe because of absolute confidence in his own abilities, or some other reason, but this time Ling Yu won the bet - with the help of a policeman, he not only managed to escape the search. They were also given the necessary food, medicine, and sleep to heal their bodies and treat wounds.
It was only now that Ling Yu completely believed in this young man - if the other party had any plans, then it was the best choice to do it while his injuries were not healed, and now Ling Yu had basically recovered his combat effectiveness, no matter what conspiracy the other party had, it was too late.
"I didn't know it was you who we were hunting for."
Mahan walked into the room. Grabbing a stool with his backhand, placing it in front of him, he sat down with his butt and his hands on the backrest.
"I'm a wanted man for the League now, and it's not the same as then." Ling Yu shook his head with a wry smile, stretched out his finger and gently flicked the glass box containing the helmet, "And you're a policeman, it's your job." ”
"The job of the police is to keep the people safe, not to engage in pointless political struggles." Mahan shook his hand. His expression looked a little bored, "You know we stinky GIs hate these things the most. ”
"Political struggle?" Ling Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "You seem to know more than I do?" ”
"I don't know anything." Mahan responded to Ling Yu with a deep smile, "I only know that if it's something you're going to do, it must be right." ”
“…… Why? Ling Yu was silent and frowned. I'm human and I make mistakes. ”
"We are all human beings. They all make mistakes, even the high-ranking officials in Icarus. Mahan closed his eyes and shook his head, "It's just that it's better than those who just hide in a safe place and talk about it, and send us to death for the sake of their own fame and power." At least you're always on top. ”
"I'm just a big soldier, I only trust the people who rush to the front, and if you say Char is our biggest threat, then he is."
"How much do you know?" Ling Yu raised his eyebrows.
"This is what you sued me." Mahan sat on a stool and took out a newspaper from the cabinet under the bedside table with his backhand.
Char. Pierre and the ACA Evolutionaries will become the greatest threat to all mankind - an interview with Ling Yu, the heroic warrior of the Alliance.
"I've tried to make everybody understand what I'm doing." This newspaper, which was already a little yellowed, brought back Ling Yu's memories. He sighed deeply, "But it obviously doesn't have much effect. ”
"Sometimes the truth is in the hands of a few." Mahan shrugged his shoulders, "Even if the mainstream media of the League refuse to publish this report, there will still be some media that believe you and believe that the heroes who have saved hundreds of millions of people will not be believers." ”
"Me too." Mahan put the newspaper away and added.
"Is this trust, or is it blindness?" Ling Yu sighed, "But thank you." ”
"If you need some support, it's insignificant, but I'm happy to provide, as long as you don't really turn into an uncontrollable homicidal maniac," Mahan stood up and held out his hand in a friendly manner, "and the fact that I'm standing here alive is the best proof that you're still the hero who saved Washington." ”
"Stop making a fuss." Ling Yu showed a calm smile after a long absence, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ma Han's hand, "I won't kill you just because killing a police officer will be difficult to deal with the aftermath." ”
Ling Yu half-jokingly spoke, but in the next second, his smile suddenly froze on his face.
And his eyes were locked on Mahan's watch.
The hour and minute hands already point to 9 p.m., while the date is ......
"What's wrong?"
Ma Han obviously noticed Ling Yu's abnormality as well, and just as he opened his mouth to ask, Ling Yu suddenly spoke again.
"First question, is the police blockade still going on now?"
"No, the lockdown was lifted at noon today."
"Second question, is your car there?"
"It's downstairs."
"Third Question......"
Ling Yu raised his head, and suddenly showed an expression mixed with anxiety and embarrassment.
"Do you have an evening gown?!"
***
"Captain, are we going to start a mission?"
At 7 p.m. on October 22, 2180, close to 7 p.m. in Boston in November, the sky was almost dark.
Xia Xuefei sat in the assistant seat of the off-road vehicle, the seat was lowered back to an angle suitable for sleeping, and the girl wrapped in a windbreaker heard the whispered reminder of the female team member in the back row, but did not respond immediately.
Keep your eyes closed. The girl, who seemed to be asleep, was silent for a moment, then opened her left eye slightly and shook her head.
"Understood."
The female TF understood what Xia Xuefei meant, nodded and sat back in the back row.
After Xia Xuefei gave the order, she took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, just like a person who decided to be lazy in the morning because he had stayed up all night. He glanced at the time, then closed his eyes again, adjusted his position slightly, and fell asleep again.
According to the plan of action, they were supposed to call Lawson halfway through the prom. Boken called it up and used a false fire alarm to get him into the real room to rescue the materials, and then seized the research number while trying not to hurt Professor Boken. so as not to be met with a backlash from the side of the Academy of Sciences.
But Xia Xuefei has her own considerations.
In her opinion, there are many opportunities to be able to transfer Boken out, as long as there is a surprise attack effect before next Wednesday, and the person who can disturb herself is not only Herris, but also Ling Yu, who has not appeared until now.
She was a little worried that Ling Yu's attack on Rohms Boston would get any specific details about the operation, and that he had now most likely changed from a praying mantis to a yellow finch - if Helis was a cicada.
On the other hand. If Ling Yu hadn't appeared, then Helis hadn't really been "contained".
So. If Ling Yu was really secretly watching this qiē, then now was the time to be patient, although she knew that Rohmus's side was already salivating over the results of this study, but that was not something she needed to consider.
All she needs to think about is a plan to get the job done perfectly.
"Li Tao, keep an eye on those drones."
Xia Xuefei suddenly spoke. Her eyes were shut, like the unconscious dreams of a sleeping man.
"Understood."
However, the TF subordinates who had worked with her for many years instantly understood what she meant, and the young TF, who was sitting on the other side of the back row, opened the car door and walked directly into the night.
It is also possible for Ling Yu to know his actions. Transferring the target to the real room, if Ling Yu is really crazy enough, so that he won't throw a mouse like himself, it is also possible to directly join forces with Herris to blow up the security door of the real room room.
It's just that such an action will not be so without warning.
The movement of Helis's drone will be the best warning information.
What else did she ignore, Xia Xuefei closed her eyes and breathed steadily.
Just as no system is safe, in this world, there is no perfect plan.
However, this does not mean that you can not make plans.
However, although Xia Xuefei had realized that there were likely to be people with the same goals as herself, she was still a step late.
"You know, kid, making a deal with the devil is addictive."
When Xia Xuefei's subordinates had just left the car, on the other side of the city, outside the central computer room of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, a middle-aged man in a black trench coat walked into the grass, leaned over, fiddled with a spherical unmanned reconnaissance aircraft painted with digital camouflage, and smiled coldly.
Then he turned and walked to the periphery of Bokenshi's room.
He also had something to lay out before launching the whole program.
On the other side, the boy who gave the middle-aged man the opportunity to paralyze the Helis drone was wearing a suit and standing in the corner in a brightly lit dance hall, somewhat out of place.
***
At the end of another song, Ethan stood in the corner of the auditorium, the bright light stinging his eyes.
The boy with a drink in his hands didn't like this high-sugar drink that didn't mean much, he just made himself like other children, not too embarrassed.
But his dull gaze betrayed him, and the boy was overwhelmed by the happiness and joy that flooded the dance floor.
The large auditorium was lit up by daylight with more than necessary, and there was a clear surplus of cold food, wine and beverages that few people could use, and although it would not be dumped at will in wartime, some seafood would inevitably spoil...... The huge waste of human and material resources is just to celebrate something that actually has no meaning.
But more importantly, the smiles on the faces of those young men and women who were almost twice his age were as innocent and happy as babies in his eyes.
Or maybe naivety and ignorance.
Ethan knew from a young age that there were people in this world who did not live in the same world as him.
Whether it is the second generation of ACA officers who came to the front line to gild and was well protected, or the pampered teenagers and girls whose parents were local snakes in South Africa that I saw later, or the classmates of the cavalry who were ignorant of the world and died on the ark without knowing anything, or even the families behind the different numbers of the door when he delivered meals every day.
It is probably these people who are protected and helped by the system, who are born with the power and do not need to struggle for survival, can still show such a smile at this age.
Although he had known this fact for a long time, Ethan was still shocked by such a luxurious scene, as a junior ordinary intelligence officer, he had no opportunity and did not want to attend such an occasion, without parents, struggling in the war zone, and later sent to the military academy, the boy never thought that people from different backgrounds than himself could live such a life.
However, Ethan was not a vindication or a Puritans, and even if he was jealous, some precocious boys could not deny that he wanted to be one of them.
The boy took a step back, leaning against the soundproofing wall, he took a deep breath, turned his head slightly, and looked out of the corner of his eye at the other side of the auditorium.
A girl in a white evening dress is sitting quietly in a chair. (To be continued......)