The day of the speech was fast approaching, and the long-awaited voters were waiting outside the square at almost 6 a.m., while the police and gendarmes in charge of the operation had sealed off and controlled the entire venue a day earlier.

Everyone raised the spirit of 100,000 points, and those armed gendarmes were even more armed, with fierce eyes, and they had the feeling that they were going to arrest everyone as suspicious elements.

Places that might have been used as long-range sniper positions, including rooms and the top of the building, have also been searched by the police, several sniper teams have been deployed to the top floor, and patrols have been placed on each floor below them.

Everyone knows that today is the first successful speech of the new president, so they all want to show it well, and it is excellent to get a collective commendation even if they are not good, so even the laziest police officers are very cautious at the moment.

And in Garland's residence, which is more than ten kilometers away from the venue, there is also a group of people who are nervously busy.

To make sure he wouldn't disappoint his supporters today, Garland himself got up at half-past three, picked up his already memorized speech and went over it.

His team stayed up all night, the chef was busy early, preparing breakfast for everyone, the campaign office staff was checking the process, and the security team was checking the vehicle over and over again.

Until six o'clock, everyone had a breakfast full of energy and meat with meat and eggs.

Then, the campaign office staff changed Garland into pre-ordered clothes, and after confirming that everything was in order, the security team started the car.

"Fortress, this is Aquila One, the king is coming out!"

Four security guards with P5K submachine guns were the first to emerge from the room to join the convoy, all dressed in dark blue plaid shirts with protective gear, tactical vests, and other attachments, including gadgets, first aid kits, walkie-talkies, and the like.

The P5k submachine gun in their hands was a shortened version of the P5 submachine gun, in order to shorten the length as much as possible and make it easy to carry, the P5k eliminated the butt while significantly shortening the barrel, and in order to stabilize the gun, a vertical foregrip was added under the handguard, which could be used to fire the gun in both hands. And the small body of the gun can even be hidden in clothing to carry.

In addition to a P5, they also carried a fully automatic Glock 18 pistol, which has become standard for members of the Shadow Company since Shepard acquired Glock, and before that, they had received an order from the Austrian military for 20,000 pistols.

After Shepard acquired Glock and introduced it to the United States, orders from the American police were also in flux, and with the support of the well-capitalized Shadow Group, Glock Corporation has been working on the development of new models of Glock pistols and special tactical accessories.

However, the four security guards who followed Garland did not carry submachine guns, and they were not wearing the usual clothes of a PC, but black suits, under which were bulletproof vests, and as for weapons, they only carried pistols.

"The king and the fortress meet and go!"

After escorting Garland to the car, the convoy was escorted by two police motorcycles and two police cars to the venue, and not long after they set off, the escort team noticed in the last car that a motorcycle was trying to squeeze into the convoy from the middle of the road.

"Aquila One, there's a suspicious motorcycle here!"

"Get him out and hand him over to the police!"

Then, the tail car took the initiative to speed up, side by side with the motorcycle, and then, the rear window opened, and the motorcycle driver saw the black hole pointed at him.

"Stop now!"

The motorcyclist looked at the muzzle of the gun at hand, and had no choice but to follow the order, and as soon as he stopped, a police car following the convoy immediately took control of it.

Subsequently, the police lived up to expectations and found a loaded Ingram submachine gun from the other party.

This motorcyclist was naturally arranged by poison, because the unlucky Minister of Justice was killed in the car by the killer in this way, so he naturally thought about it when he tasted the sweet poison

But alas, he failed!

Poison, who was waiting at the venue, suddenly heard cheers from the crowd, and then he stood on tiptoe and saw the convoy coming from the corner of the road, and he immediately understood that his arrangement was not successful, but it didn't matter, he arranged three gunners in the venue, and when the time came, they would fire from three directions, and Garland, who was standing on a high place, had no chance to dodge.

As for long-distance sniping, this kind of thing poison has not thought about, mainly because few of his subordinates know how to snipe, so poison can only choose this way of firing at close range.

And he himself is not carrying weapons, he just came to see the situation, once the situation is not right, he will run away with the flow of people, as for the three killers, what is their identity, what is his identity, can it be the same?

Soon Garland entered the prepared passage under the protection of the guards, and the latter strode onto the speaker's seat.

The deafening applause rang out for a minute, and the killer who had been arranged by the poison had planned to slowly move to the front row, but at this moment he had to stop and applaud with the crowd.

And then, a few killers found that they seemed to think a little too simply, because Garland's speech was witty and witty, and it was very close to people's hearts, so the people would spontaneously applaud if the other party couldn't say a few words, so they could only walk a few steps, slap, slap, slap, until Garland spoke for almost half an hour, and the gang moved from midfield to the front row.

Seeing the crowd in front of him turn into an empty passage, a killer immediately couldn't wait to stuff his hand into his clothes and try to get a gun, and his action was so abrupt among the applauding people that the security guards in the audience locked on to him at first glance.

"On the right side of the first row, at three o'clock, that guy is pulling out his gun!"

"I saw it, leave it to us!"

The two closest security guards immediately pounced, one side, two pairs of big hands stuck each other's arms, and controlled it, and the killer naturally tried to struggle desperately, but then the third person who came directly punched him in the face, and the killer who was smashed off the bridge of his nose immediately stopped resisting in a daze, and then, the security took the loaded submachine gun from his arms.

"That's it, it should be safe!"

"Don't be careless......

Before the words on the walkie-talkie fell, someone warned again.

"The second killer, he's got a gun!"

"Da Da Da ............"