Chapter 15: Colonial Assassination
It is still a splendid presidential palace, and after Charles left, Lieutenant General Gal became a lot more serious.
"He can't be a fake, right?"
"No, the fifth-tier legend is no longer promoted by hard work, but the game position of the various factions of the Holy See can be promoted, and the young fifth-tier are all sent, and the empire must have discovered something. ”
"It's serious!"
"There is something more important about the Empire. ”
"I suspect that someone has betrayed the country. ”
Several people were silent, obviously thinking of something.
The gray-haired governor walked to the window, looked at the brightly lit city, and tapped the ground with his cane, "Everyone. ”
"There is information from the Imperial side that there is a figure of the Forrest Empire behind this rebellion, but it is difficult to find evidence. ”
"What about the losses of the troop carriers that just arrived?"
Vice Admiral Gal replied bitterly, "There are only two warships left, and the troop carriers are destroyed." ”
The white-haired governor's eagle-like eyes stared at the generals in front of him.
"Shadow Letters have sent word that the Imperial Main Fleet has been attacked by an unknown mixed fleet, and we are trapped here!"
"The front line is urgent, an elite rebel army of more than 20,000 people bypassed the front line on the high ground and went straight to Port Weil, which is the route for the retreat of the Imperial Army, but also a supply line, and the next batch of reinforcements to land at the port. ”
The Governor tapped his cane on the ground loudly, "It doesn't matter if the corpse is a vegetarian meal or a gold sticker here, if this place falls, the First Army of the Imperial Army will lose supplies." ”
"Those who have led the army are well aware of the serious consequences of losing supplies. ”
"The empire ordered that if it could not be held, it would take all its baggage and go north to support the First Army Corps, and it was necessary to open up the situation in the high ground. ”
"Willing to die for the Empire", all the officers stood up and swore an oath together, and the echoing voices reverberated in the brightly lit governor's palace.
Only the Governor closed his eyes in agony and shed tears.
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On the main street, Charles is holding a note, his thoughts in a mess!
Even if the white dove flew away, it didn't attract attention, and its body was like a sculpture.
Fingers clenched the note, "Who?
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Retracting his scattered thoughts, he came to the attic assigned to him, which was a two-story apartment, and opened the door to the apartment.
Although the floor was cleaned with blood, the faint smell of blood proved that the family had been killed in the massacre, and a bright moon could be seen hanging high in the sky from the open window.
The neat tables and chairs exude a burst of fragrance, which should be expensive wood, and the bookshelves are intact.
Some less obvious signs of movement indicate that the army had looted once, and kerosene lamps with metal mesh covers illuminated the room.
This room was not bad
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I didn't want to live in a house like this in my previous life
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There are stacks of books on the table, and sure enough, knowledge is extremely important to humanity!
Charles walked up to the second floor, found a rocking chair, found a few oranges, slipped a glass of orange juice, and sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows to enjoy the night view.
In the distance, a flash of fire shattered half of Charles' skull, and the massive impact caused Charles to roll off his rocking chair, blood staining the ground red.
Colonial intelligence so fast
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Charles, who had collapsed on the ground, rolled down to the corner, the purple-black flesh buds at his skull reassembling and splicing.
Has the contradiction intensified to such an extent?
?
Assassinate me just by taking property from the Doge's Palace
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Crazy as it gets
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A gunshot snapped, the oil lamp was knocked over, and a large hole jumped on the tabletop, but the lampshade made of metal cover did not cause a fire.
"This rate of fire is a tethered rifle. ”
"If such a killer can't kill me, he can disgust me. ”
"It's restless to enjoy the night view. ”
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The pain provokes murderous intent.
"I've got to deal with them, or I'm going to have a good night's sleep. ”
"The colony is crazy. ”
Colonies can immediately flee without a single hit, and weapons will be upgraded if they don't succeed, from guns to huo medicine packs.
Unwilling to have their newly acquired property destroyed in a frenzied way, Charles jumped off the house and ran down the dark alley.
When Charles jumped into the alley, he was about to touch the ground, when a bright light flashed, and a battle axe continued to enlarge in Charr's eyes at a great speed.
The Shire, who is about to land, does not have any point of focus, nor can it dodge in any situation, and it cannot teleport without the traction of death force.
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The charr did his best to make the muscles form an extremely tight tendon structure, and the surface layer formed layers of water and various scales.
"The killer is so skilled, too professional, ashamed, ashamed. ”
The sound of whistling wind and sharp blades exploded, and the tomahawk slammed into Charles's chest, and a powerful impact erupted in Charles's chest.
"Damn!"
A wave of air erupted, and Charles' thoughts seemed to stop, flying upside down like they had been struck by a steam train.
The pistol on Charles' waist was blown away, it was a decoration anyway, and he didn't buy any bullets.
The massive force brought up the dust, and with another flick of the axe, the charr dodged, and the tomahawk broke through the wall, proving the strength of the attacker.
Charr's chest shattered completely, and a pitch-black tomahawk stuck in his chest, scales flying and blood splattered.
"It turns out that this is a low-level insult. ”
"I don't have any skills. ”
Charles could feel that the man had only awakened in the second step!
Calmly pulling out the battle axe from his chest, a muffled sound was heard in the distance, and Charles's right knee shattered violently, staggering and flashing around.
This time, the bullet was mixed with terrifying xenomorphic energy, constantly tearing the wound on the right knee.
"Firearms are disgusting. ”
"Unless it becomes foggy. ”
"What kind of bullet is this?"
A flash of bright silver shimmering with moonlight, and the figure hidden in the shadows, holding the handle with one hand, flicked the tomahawk again, a playful gaze that added anger.
"Again, endlessly!"
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Charles watched as the tomahawk sliced open his back with great force, severing his spine and shattering all connected nerves, and Charles fell to his knees like a soft-footed shrimp.
But Charr is not a human body structure, and quickly takes control of the body, staggering and running away comically.
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The keen will felt an extremely malicious gaze coming, and his heart felt like a pinprick in his heart.
"In addition to the axe thrower, the sniper, there is one more hidden in the shadows. ”
"My defense is weak, so I have to run. ”
In the bright moonlight, a slender figure wearing a gold mask and a tight black suit appeared in front of him, and a pair of hateful eyes were hidden under the empty mask.
"Why did you kill me?"
"Damn the invaders!"
He snapped his fingers, and Charles felt that something was wrong, condensed a black spear in his hand, and rushed towards him frantically.
The hand holding the spear suddenly separated from the body, the spear fell to the ground with a clatter, and the spear, which had lost its energy source, continued to dissipate.
The body suddenly stopped, and the legs instantly rolled to the side, but the upper body rolled forward.
At the neat incision on the waist, blazing blood gushed out, and the long intestines flowed everywhere.
Black blood mixed with broken bones, and the weight fell to the ground.
The corpse fell to the side heavily, and two black silk threads flashed in the dark alley.
There was a ticking sound, and the blood on the extremely thin silk threads fell to the ground dripping, which was extremely demonic.
Black blood seeped into the ground, and the ring on Charles' forehead gradually turned into a pool of black oil and fell to the ground, and the man in the golden mask watched Charles' death as if he were enjoying the most perfect play.
The axe-thrower approached, waving his hand and scattering countless silver-gray powders.
Charles's body decayed and dissipated under the influence of the powder, turning into black ash and drifting away in the wind.
The threads slowly dissipate.
The golden mask observed for a long time, and after making sure that there was no follow-up reaction, he snapped his fingers, and the breeze gusted, and his body faded and disappeared.
The axe-thrower looked at the collapsed house, pulled out dozens of gold coins, and hid in the darkness.