blackstone code

Chapter 1363 I'm Sorry
"...Then it's decided. We'll wait for him for the last half of the day. If he hasn't arrived before two o'clock in the afternoon, then we will announce it to the international community at five o'clock in the afternoon..."

While eating, Begao reached a unity with everyone. No matter what, tomorrow they will announce that they are a unified, complete government that complies with local laws!

The purpose of doing this is to expel the Federals.

When Mariro achieves "unification", they can ask Sanchez and Isabella to lay down their armed forces, and ask the federal military forces to leave the mainland.

This is also the reason why all the warlords support Begao. The combined strength of most of them is not an opponent of the Federation, and they have no other options!

When he picked up the wine glass and looked at the big warlord at the table, either with a blank expression or some approval, Begao's face was filled with a special smile.

In any case, as a big president, a puppet president, he has done what he should do, and today is the pinnacle of his life!

Yes, today is the pinnacle of his life. He has achieved something that many people dare not even think about. He has united this divided country tightly with his own strength.

Despite the pressure from some external forces, the core of its success is still due to his credit.

Back in the room, Begao was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He walked back and forth, holding in his hand the speech to be delivered to the international community tomorrow afternoon.

Constantly consider whether every word in this speech is appropriate, whether it is exciting, and whether it can awaken people's attention to Marillo!

He is tireless, as if he has returned to his 20-year-old age, with endless energy all over his body, even if he stays up all night, it will not affect his life the next day!

This will become a shining point in history!
He said so to himself!
At the same time, two special operations team members followed the sewer and came directly below the kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen was very quiet, there was no sound, no lights, and no one.

No one would have thought that someone would sneak into Begao's estate in the middle of the night, and in such a way, they only focused on the ground.

People with weapons in their hands are patrolling everywhere. In the yard and on the walls of the yard, there will be some people on duty almost every short distance.

Begao increased the guard force of his manor. He was very worried that the federal people would attack him suddenly, so he used all the armed forces he could get in his hands to protect himself.

There are also several armored vehicles parked in the front and rear courtyards, and several artillery pieces are placed.

This is not an exaggeration at all, the federal people are so frightening.

"There are screws..." Breakthrough pushed the iron fence of the sewer, and then stretched out his fingers through the gaps in the iron fence, touching the screws at the four corners.

"Can you drive it?" There is someone behind him, code-named inventor, whose main job is to provide various props for the team.

He casually handed over a screwdriver with a bendable head. At this time, most of the screws used in the world are still flat-head screws, that is, flat-blade screws.

It will take many years for this kind of screw to be withdrawn from wide-scale use. The reason why it is popular is that it is easy to operate. Sometimes you don't need a screwdriver, and you can operate it with a small piece of iron around you.

Especially in war, ease of use is not the key, applicability and simplicity are the key.

After trying it out, the screws began to loosen, and it took nearly four to ten minutes for the breakthrough hand to unscrew the four screws.

Both of his arms were almost numb, even though he rested twice in the process.

People will become more and more tired when working with their arms raised high. His ability to persist until now can already show his excellent physical fitness.

The iron fence of the sewer was gently lifted, turned around, and retracted into the sewer again.

He handed the iron grating to the inventor, who set it back at the bottom of the sewer.

The two climbed out quietly.

They didn't get the blueprints of Begao Manor, but they found many people who had been here.

Before the Federation intervened in the affairs here, the big president, Begao, was very kind and friendly. He often entertained foreigners in his manor.

This may sound a little...incredible or a little overwhelming, but it's not that hard.

Begao wants to show a unique character. He needs to let the international community know that his attitude towards foreigners is different from other warlords. Only in this way can he gain the attention and even help of the international community.

No one is willing to help a person who is cruel to himself and his own people. In addition, entertaining foreigners is also helpful for attracting business, so many foreigners have come here.

The members of the special operations team found some people, held them alone for interrogation, got the appearance of the public environment of the manor from their descriptions, and restored them.

The two walked all the way and separated near the stairs on the first floor.

Breakthrough to take out Begao while the Inventor plants some bombs.

There are also patrols in this building, but the number and density of patrols are far less intense than those outside.

As people get older, they sleep lightly, and they wake up when there is a slight sound at night.

There are too many people patrolling in the house, which may disturb Begao, so basically the patrolling intervals of the patrolling personnel in the house are very long.

By two o'clock in the evening, the breakthrough hand had figured out the pattern of these people, and had found Begao's bedroom.

There is almost no defense, the bedroom is not even locked, and of course no one can blame this.

There are so many people outside, if someone really wants to break in, they will be able to alarm the people in the room immediately.

Whether the door is locked or not, makes little difference.

After this round of patrol personnel left slowly, after observing for a while and not finding anything unusual, the breakthrough hand came out of a room and walked towards Begao's bedroom.

He walked to the door, turned it lightly, and the door opened.

Begao has lived alone all these years, his wife left him when he was young, and now his children have also left him.

Behind the delicate and thin bed curtain, he could be vaguely seen lying on the bed.

At this time, Begao was just lying on the bed, and he was not fully asleep.

Years of longing was about to become a reality, and the thrill of the huge surprise kept him awake.

Just in a daze, he felt that someone opened the door, and the light outside the door made him frown slightly, subconsciously.

Then he asked in a whisper, "Is it dawn?"

Once a person falls asleep, he will completely lose his sense of time. Sometimes he will feel that the time is very long, especially when he has a lot of dreams and the time span of these dreams is very long. It feels like a long, long time.

But there are also times when I sleep very deeply, falling asleep and waking up, as if I opened my eyes after closing them for a long time. In fact, the night has passed.

The light in his eyes dimmed again, Begao opened his eyes, he was slightly taken aback, then his scalp began to tingle, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

A dark shadow appeared not too far away from him.

He forced himself to calm down and sat up slowly, he didn't turn on the light, "Who are you?", he asked.

The breakthrough hand was actually taken aback. He just opened the door, and the light from outside the door shone in, and the target woke up...

His hand was already on the pistol, and he was ready to evacuate at any time.

Fortunately, Begao didn't yell, which made him somewhat relieved.

While he was thinking about what to do next, Begao asked again, "Are you a federal citizen, are you here to kill me?"

Perhaps realizing that his guess was correct, Begao was suddenly not afraid, but a little regretful.

Because at most ten more hours, everything will be different.

It was precisely because of these things he thought of that a strong desire to survive rose from the depths of his soul.

He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death, he was already old, and his life might be taken by accident at any time.

He didn't want to die just because there was still half a day left, and the history and future of this country might be rewritten, and he wasn't reconciled.

He forced himself to look normal, and fumbled for the bedside table with one hand. There was a gun in it, but his goal was the button next to the lamp.

Just push the button and the butler returns.

His movements were very gentle and slow. At this time, his eyes had adapted to the darkness after passing the light, and he could almost see the shadows in the darkness clearly.

He looked into that person's eyes, looked into his eyes, and let the other person's attention be on himself.

His question seemed to make the other party feel a little... "demonstrated". Maybe the other party didn't understand how he was "exposed".

Soon, his hand was already on the side of the bed, less than half a foot away from the button, the chance to live was in front of him...

At this time, the breakthrough hand suddenly said "I'm sorry", and pulled out a pistol under Begao's astonished and unbelievable eyes.

After a few puff puffs, Begao couldn't even tap the button one last time.

He overestimated his physical skills too much, and underestimated the power of bullets when they hurt people!

He lay on the bed sideways, gasping for breath, there was some problem with the aim of the penetrating hand in the dark, and it missed his vitals.

But all three bullets hit his chest, and now every time he gasped, it was a painful torture.

It was as if a few red-hot iron fibers had been poked into the chest, it was burning and painful!
He wanted to yell, but he couldn't yell out, his injured body could no longer support his yelling loudly.

The breakthrough hand walked to the bed, looked at Begao, pointed the muzzle of the gun at his head, "I'm sorry..."

(End of this chapter)