Lüders, 0:43 a.m.

An actress walks out of the theater with her daughter, and the streets are silent. The brothels and casinos, which are always open all night, have also passed their peak hours, focusing on serving a small number of VIP customers, and it is even more difficult to find pedestrians on the streets.

Mother and daughter, accustomed to walking at night, have long been accustomed to this, as if Lüdes, who had no chance of war and enjoyed eternal prosperity, should be like this, full of energy and laughter from morning to night, and quiet until the hours of dawn and sunrise.

This is the everyday, and rightfully so, there is no doubt about it.

After walking a few steps, the mother felt a palpitation for no reason, grabbed her daughter's hand, and looked around.

After a few seconds, she finally realized that something didn't match the "everyday" in her memory.

It's too quiet—

The drunkards who always bump head-on or pass by, the homeless people under the streetlights, the homeless people around the corner, the dogs barking far and near – all gone.

A city that has never lacked drunkards, homeless people, and shit is suddenly without them, and everyone will feel uneasy. In this lady's memory, the last time she encountered such an ominous and strange situation was the eve of Fengyue 26......

Something is going to happen again? Who is it this time? Army? Titans? Or is it the bearded crooked nuts with the bomb strapped to his body?

The actress quickened her pace and trotted past the Élysée Palace when she noticed that the huge main entrance was closed, no different from a normal night. There was only one sentry standing guard, there were no lights in the palace, and there was silence inside and outside the palace.

"Looks like nothing will happen tomorrow. ”

The lady whispered comfort to herself and her daughter, but she only had to take a few more steps towards the sentry post and she would see a corpse lying on the ground behind the sentry standing as straight as a javelin, with a lifeless face with a mouth and a tongue sticking out. There is a bright red strangulation mark on the neck. I don't know if the piano strings are too sharp, or the murderer is too strong, the skin and flesh are cut, and Bai Sensen's bones are faintly visible.

Seeing this scene, everyone should be clear that this is the real sentinel, who seems to be sticking to his post. It's an impostor that kills the Sentinel.

The real identity of the imposter sentry is that of the Brandenburg Regiment, a special operations force of Stasi, and armed spies have already begun their work before the rest of the unit can take action.

The "Brandenburg Regiment" was originally formed to support the blitzkrieg, like the paratroopers, and their work was quite similar to that of the paratroopers - a small number of elite detachments formed to clear the way for the regular troops. Before launching an offensive or even before a formal declaration of war, go behind enemy lines, occupy transportation hubs, communications facilities, and spread disinformation. Carry out sabotage and create panic...... In general, this is an armed spy unit with special forces overtones. The combat effectiveness may not be as good as that of professional soldiers such as pro-guards and paratroopers, but in terms of infiltration, camouflage, etc., there is no one in the world who can compete with this secret saboteur in military uniform.

According to the original plan of the General Staff, the Brandenburg regiment and paratroopers were to be put into Charlemagne's rear before the Yellow Plan was launched. Who would have thought that the second prince and the high-ranking officers of Titans would be able to talk and talk in ordinary times, as if they could kill the crown prince with the touch of a finger and make the old king obediently give up the throne. It's time for them to let it go. These guys can't even come up with a feasible plan. finally tossed out a few plans, but they can only be used as jokes. You don't even need to add a prefix like "simply".

Letting this group of guys with low IQ lead the coup is simply playing its own joke. At present, it is obviously too late to fill the IQ of the second goods, and the elves can only give up their illusions and do it themselves. The Titans concentrated on mobilizing their troops to assemble at Lüdes, and finishing the finishing touches on the "Loyal King and King Qin" would have helped a lot.

Once you are sure to go shirtless, things move much faster. The consortium has been operating in Lüdes for many years and is no less familiar with the city than a native Lüdes. This is especially true when it comes to control. The battle plan for the capture of Lüders filled three filing cabinets, and no less than 20 operations were carried out on the map. When informed of a coup d'état plan to take control of Lüders, it took only 20 minutes for the General Staff to come up with a textbook coup plan.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the coup d'état does not need to be complicated, and the target is the core of killing the object as quickly as possible. Very complicated coup d'état plans have few successes. The elves, who fully understood this, made the plan quite succinct.

Start by blocking the streets. Take control of the transportation hub, then attack dignitaries and important government institutions, crush various counterattacks, and finally hand over an intact Lüdes to the Titans' army as they march into the capital. After that, it's the second prince's own business.

The plan is concise, the investment is sufficient, and the execution is in place.

By 1:45 a.m., all roads in Lüdes had been secured, and nearly seventy percent of government agency security had been cleared.

At the same time, a distorted "air" approached the Palace of Versailles.

The assault landing ship "Lund Bell" is characterized by the importance of the number of aircraft carried and the ability to land and raid, as well as the latest optical camouflage technique "Phantom City".

Many of the Defence Air Force's floating warships are equipped with illusion techniques for covert maneuvers, which can only be used at high altitudes due to the large size of the masking objects and the noise generated by the operation of the engines. The method of application is also limited to avoiding the eyes and ears of various countries and maneuvering at the strategic and tactical level.

The Lund Bell, on the other hand, was designed with special missions such as raids and infiltrations in mind. According to the consul's idea, a special fleet of several raiding landing ships such as the "Lund Bell" could be launched by surprise in wartime, and in the face of artillery fire and a mechanized brigade that appeared out of thin air, the capital of any country would be an undefended city. In peacetime, a rapid reaction force can also be formed for counter-terrorism repression. Now the first battle of this battleship with high hopes is actually a coup d'état, although this is also one of its "specialties", it is really impressive.

"The jamming particles have reached combat concentrations, and the dispersal operation is complete. ”

The CIC (Intelligence Center) briefing was clear and loud, and the silent bridge immediately came alive.

Over the course of 2 hours, the sleeper units slowly increased their concentration of interference particles, taking away the eyes and ears of the defenders without attracting attention. Today, Lüders has become a mouse on the operating table that has been anesthetized, waiting for the scalpel to fall.

"Adam 1, Adam 2 disembarked, Caesar 1~4 prepared to attack, Betty 1~6 landed and prepared. ”

After confirming the time. Parsifal ordered.

The countdown of the transmitter is reset to zero, the signal light turns from red to green, the ejection slider is driven by a strong electromagnetic force, and the inertia of up to 5 G is pressed on the body of the Xiangshi.

The Lund Bell, which looks like a huge isosceles triangle, is located on the left and right sides of the central bridge near the bottom of the triangle, with two catapult runways extending in front of the hangars, and the two Kempa who are catapulted into the air carefully adjust their speed and flight attitude. On the premise of not activating the jet technique as much as possible, the air formation was formed slowly and surely. The escort's landing craft, loaded with personal guards, approached the Palace of Versailles.

The MDS of the Guards had set off half an hour earlier, and had been scheduled to infiltrate the target through the sewers, and now they should have infiltrated the security system, ready to open the passage for the main force of the assault team. In the unlikely event that this was achieved, the two ensigns, Mujel and Gilfias, were to cooperate with the landing craft to launch a strong attack.

In terms of the suddenness of the operation and the configuration of weapons, the difficulty of the strong attack is not great, but it will have an unpredictable impact on the entire plan. Feeling the tension and pressure, the fledglings, who had not been combated, clenched their weapons. The fingers on the trigger twitched slightly, looking like they were having a seizure.

The Palace of Versailles is not "a palace" in the concept of ordinary people, the entire Palace of Versailles covers an area of 1.11 million square meters, of which the construction area is 110,000 square meters, and the garden area is 1 million square meters. In addition to the main body of the main palace, in order to house its many "official mistresses", buildings such as the Grand Trianon, the Petit Trianon, the Mally Palace and the Serres Farm were built. The size is the size of a small town. Its "resident population" includes the king himself, princes and grandchildren, noblewomen, princes and nobles, bishops and their attendants and servants as many as 36,000. Versailles was also home to the Serres Centurions, the Aruban Guard, the palace police, 6,000 royal guards, 4,000 infantry and 4,000 cavalry, making it almost a fortress.

In accordance with the military regulations of the Defence Forces. Such targets have always been dealt with with heavy fire for several hours, after which at least one Panzergrenadier Division would be sent to capture them. Fortunately, the purpose of this battle was only to occupy and hold the main palace for a few hours. There was no need for a large man to demolish the house, and the number of troops invested was limited to a reinforced battalion, so that the beautiful buildings and a large number of art treasures were saved from disaster.

The two Shoshi and the commandos had no idea that Hall of Mirrors had escaped being blown to powder by a 600mm mortar shell, they just stared at the sleeping palace, waiting for an answering signal or a bullet from a corner.

"Confirm the infrared light signal...... Three long and one short. It's the signal that answers!"

"Commandos prepare to land!"

The landing craft ejected air currents in the opposite direction, slowed down and landed heavily on the lawn, and more than 80 heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the open hatch. Without looking at the corpses lying on the ground, one team rushed to the king's suite on the east side of the main building according to the established plan, while the other team rushed to the room where the state seal was placed.

"There are thieves ......!"

The hasty shout was shattered by the bullets fired from the whispered submachine gun. The guards in small groups alternated cover for the assault, firing 9mm pistol rounds and 7.92mm rifle rounds in quick succession, without stopping, smashing anyone in their way.

"Hell, Mana, Mana's sense is gone!"

A guard officer brandished a wand that should have shone pale with a pale glow, a symbol of divine power, and just as he was about to pull out the pistol at his waist, a Magnum bullet shattered his face.

"Move fast, don't let the king escape or die!"

The voice of indifference echoed through the corridors, and the gunfire became more intense. It was only then that the guards hated the large and inappropriate design of the palace, which was so large that the spacing between the guards was too large to be completed quickly. In front of automatic weapons with full firepower, they held out for only 15 minutes.

The ornate bedroom door was kicked open, and soldiers in camouflage uniforms and hoods that only showed their eyes on their heads rushed in, and screaming maids were pulled into corners, trembling under the threat of gunpoint.

"Your Majesty?"

A figure in a black uniform walks through a wall built by a mysterious soldier to the bed. The thick gray hair hung down to the forehead, and below was a mask that covered the tip of the nose to the forehead, looking through the red anti-glare lenses at the old man sitting at the head of the bed, and the tail dangling behind the waist.

From the voice, you can tell that this man is very young. It's also very lively, and the attitude of fooling others is familiar.

"I don't have much to say to outlaws. ”

The intimidating voice caused the gun-wielding soldier to shrink for a moment, and the masked orc shrugged, "That's good, we don't need you to say anything, as long as Your Majesty lives" The answer was thrown in front of the suppressed anger.

The face under the mask is smiling. The grim smile made people think that his face was a mask, and goosebumps stood up all over the old king's body.

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When the raid on the palace began, the purge of all parts of Rüdes was in full swing, and from 2 a.m. onwards, every second of blood shed was measured in liters.

When Skorzny rushed to his bed with his men, the sleepy-eyed Minister of War wanted to show off his prestige, and he angrily demanded that the "fools who don't know whether to live or die" pay the price and send them all to the gallows. The paratrooper captain had to calm the manic Minister of War with the butt of his rifle. Subsequently, as required by the letter of order. He poured the blood of the cow on the Telliers and threw them into a cage full of hungry dogs.

Frédéric Alfred Pierre, Earl of Falou, the Army's director of education, was nailed to bed with a dozen bayonets, and the screaming countess was sieveed by a shuttle bullet, and their bodies were hung on a street lamp in front of their homes.

The Governor of Lüdes, Saint-Jean-Dangerly, put up a valiant resistance, and the venerable old man wounded two Stacy agents with a wand and pistol, and was about to do more when an iron-fisted rocket blew him and his office to pieces.

The 23 officers of the Privy Council were dragged under the wall and beaten into a pile of minced meat by the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns of the "anti-aircraft leopards".

The whole family of the director of ceremonies was handcuffed to the ground. The tracks of the "Stalker" expelling vehicle ran over nine people, including an infant.

The director of logistics poisoned six children before the paratroopers stormed the mansion and shot himself with his wife.

......

The bustling city of Lüders has become a giant slaughterhouse. Murders and political executions were everywhere. Some of the hapless people who wandered the road were also hung by street lamps, and explosions and gunfire were everywhere, nothing compared to the wails and screams. In this chaotic situation, some Titans soldiers broke into the homes of residents and distributed lyrics and song scores to the panicked citizens. Every citizen is required to be able to sing "We don't recognize anyone except the second prince" and "We will die without him" before dawn. The printing factory rushed to print propaganda materials praising the second prince overnight, such as the second prince who could ride a horse at the age of three, shoot a gun at the age of four, shoot a flying dragon at the age of five, and Prince Bernard, a god descended from heaven, etc., anyway, what shameless and nothing was printed on paper. On the Champs-Élysées, the Titans guard of honor marched in neat spring steps. Singing the "Battle Song of the Rhine Legion" through the Arc de Triomphe......

Forty-five minutes after beacon fires were lit everywhere, the garrison of the capital began to assemble and launch a counterattack against the coup forces. Considering that they understood the situation, formulated a response plan, issued orders, and assembled troops in the midst of chaos, their performance can be called "quick response" and "decisive action". It's just that their counterattack is really flattering.

The first to come into contact with the coup forces was the Guards Gendarmerie Squadron. Lieutenant Moros, the leader of the team, looked at the stout iron bump in front of him and wondered what it was? a new type of barricade? some kind of avant-garde art? It wasn't until the iron guy with the "long pig nose" adjusted his direction that he realized that it was a manned machine, probably some new type of weapon.

Knight Moros immediately came to his senses, and the thought that the first drop of blood in this counterinsurgency would be taken by him almost exploded in his chest.

His Excellency cleared his throat and shouted:

"Even though I am a thief who is not self-sufficient, I also appreciate your courage in appearing in front of my generation, and listen carefully!

Knight Moros failed to give his name and his family name, and he would never be able to do so.

The headless war horse shook, carrying the owner who had lost his chest and fell into the dust, the thunderous roar gradually faded away, and the soldiers looked at the 48 times the diameter of the 75mm main gun of the "stalker" still emitting green smoke, dumbfounded and motionless.

In the name of "Stalker", it is not the historical tank destroyer based on the chassis of the Czech-made 38T tank, but the E-10 tank destroyer as it should be called. A large number of new technologies, including liquid-gas suspension, infrared night vision devices, and close-in weapon systems, are still essentially products of a war of attrition – cheap, easy to mass-produce, and easy to use. An ugly steel monster that combines all the elements that are despised by noble knights. Now effortlessly blast the gorgeous, finely crafted aristocratic knights.

"What's going on?"

"Attacked?"

"It's not over yet......

Second Lieutenant Wentzel, the commander of the "Stalker", could not hear the exchange of heads and ears of the gendarmes, and through the infrared night vision device of the "Sparrowhawk", a stunned face was put into the crosshairs, and the cold voice sounded again.

"Loading of human shrapnel with 326LP grenades from close defense weapons (Nahverteidigungsawaffe) in front of the target. Fire. ”

The 75mm tank gun, the 30mm remote-controlled machine gun on the commander's conning tower on the roof, and the vehicle-mounted 92mm close-range howitzer shoot the flames of death together. "It's vile!" the gendarmerie squadron was torn to shreds by a metal storm.

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The lights in the corridors and offices have all been turned off, so in order to avoid being shot, I try to move by the inner corridor and stairs when moving. Leaning against the faint light of the windows, Roland and Richelieu cautiously navigated the Supreme Court. From time to time, the rumbling of cannon reverberated through the dark court.

Roland could distinguish the sounds of chariot guns and rockets, and could faintly hear the sound of submachine guns and general-purpose machine guns.

More than expected, it was expected that they would incite Titans to stage a coup d'état, but now it seems that the defense forces themselves are in battle. If that's the case......

"Do you think the garrison will be able to suppress the coup?"

The old man's back swaying in the candlelight asked, and Roland shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. ”

"Yes...... The garrison of the capital did not understand what the battlefield was like today. Not to mention 'tomorrow's battlefield.'" ”

Flashes of light flashed through the dark window, and explosions from nowhere illuminated the cardinal's pale face.

The basics of the privileges of the nobility are nothing more than magic and cavalry.

In an era when majestic magicians and knights dominated the battlefield, the noble lineage also originated from these two professions. Based on this "absolute force", above the common people, and then legitimizing the privilege with the framework of beliefs and institutions, this is the truth of the privilege of the nobility.

Such times lasted for thousands of years, and the thinking of the aristocracy became more and more rigid with the passage of time. Rejecting any progress, especially one that tends to give the impression that commoners can easily defeat the aristocracy. As a result, the appearance of guns was reluctantly accepted after the "Seven-Day War". Many aristocrats also regarded it only as an extension of the bow and arrow, a "despicable flying prop". The granite heads, which even spears and bows and arrows wanted to resist, were full of contempt and rejection for guns that "can be mass-produced" and "can be quickly used by civilians".

And this kind of thinking is most prevalent in the central aristocracy and the knights of the capital garrison.

"This is probably the result of his intelligence operations and psychological inducement. On the one hand, it gives the front-line soldiers the weapons they need, and on the other hand, it has insight into the insensitivity of the central aristocracy to any unfavorable information, and gives them the information they want—the part of the battle situation that will make them happy. So that they can say out loud, 'Didn't we win the battle?' and that's how Charlemagne got to where he is today. In turn, the Knights of the Capital Garrison will be able to rationalize their resistance to the elimination mechanism that must be implemented. Wait until the time that matters, like today—"

"The center is like a cup of cold water, and the front line is boiling water...... When we were about to take measures to cool down the situation, we were injected boiling water into the king's capital by the other party first. ”

The burnout of aging has returned, but only for a moment. Realizing what he had to do and what he could do, perseverance returned to Richelieu.

"The Supreme Court is up to me, and I'll try to attract the enemy as much as possible, you go to the academy. ”

Although I am very concerned about the real intention of Alfheim to make such a move, there is no way to start at the moment, considering that the masterminds behind the scenes have always been meticulous and thoughtful, most of the Versailles side is also ......

"But, Prime Minister, you ...... alone"

Despite his disapproval, Roland began to conceive of a moving route from the Supreme Court to the National Academy of Magic. At a time when coup forces are focused on attacking government institutions and key figures, the academy is one of the few safe havens. If you can mobilize the students, plus the equipment hidden there before, it is also a new force that should not be underestimated.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of dying at all. ”

The footsteps did not stop, and they marched firmly towards the courtroom.

"The royal family is the symbol of the state, the core of power. Now the royal family, in order to compete for power and profit, has put the royal capital and the people under the flames of war. When the war is over, how do you want the people to view the royal family?"

“......”

Needless to say, everyone will point the finger at the initiator - the once high royal family may not have a seizure for a while, but under the thin ice, anger will continue to accumulate and ferment, and one day it will erupt like a volcano. Eventually plunged the entire country into the abyss of civil war.

"Therefore, there is an urgent need for the royal family that 'stood up for the people,' the heroes who fought under its command, and the people who will be held accountable for this after the fact." With the royal prestige and military power under heavy blows, and the ruling bureaucracy taking responsibility, Charlemagne had no one to protect. To prevent this worst-case scenario, let me, an old man, be a hated character again. ”

Roland couldn't help but be stunned, and for a moment, Richelieu and Li Lin overlapped each other. Obviously belong to different camps, why...... How can their ideas be so similar?

Just as he was about to say something more, a lazy voice that was out of place with the scene interjected.

"Finally~~~, let me find it. ”

Stopped at the door of the courtroom, dressed in leggings, with only a cloth around her upper body, her shoulders and navel exposed to the air, her coat draped casually—the woman in such a debauched dress smiled boldly at Roland and his party. (To be continued.) )