Him and their stars

Marshal Ferragut stood up and begged his benefactor in a sincere tone:

"You used to be a bureaucrat in the Governor's Mansion. When you were in politics in the Blue Star Community, the empire could already call you a traitor. However, it doesn't matter. Marshal Li and Marshal Luckner are both preparations for the imperial army. Army, Marshal Cook's fortune also relies on cooperation with the Gallo Chamber of Commerce. However, you have succeeded. If you have successfully established this country, you are not a traitor, but a revolutionary. Now, even if this country is destroyed, what kind of reputation will you leave if you change your stance again? You are the only leader of the independence war who is still alive. Man, I hope your reputation will be passed on to future generations as a staunch patriot."

Prime Minister Konoe looked at Marshal Ferragut in surprise, feeling quite touched in his heart.

At first, he thought that this person was really crazy and actually wanted to betray his benefactor, which was very taboo in the political arena. Moreover, if it is really for his own promotion, that's all, but why is it for the sake of family and country? Don't you think it's hypocritical? Don't you think it's against the law? Don’t you think the style of painting doesn’t match?”

You don’t even think about it, how can you be a hero with such a fat head, big ears, greasy and corrupt appearance?

Of course, if you are considering the posthumous name of your benefactor, it is another matter.

Anyway, many people present, including Prime Minister Konoe, liked this very much. They looked at Marshal Ferragut with a sincere face and were actually moved.

Who would refuse such a loyal old subordinate?

Of course, I am moved, but reality is still reality after all. It is inevitable that some people will whisper: "We will die, we will die, we will be vaporized by the cannons of the Imperial Army. We will die without a whole body, we will... "

Marshal Ferragut stood up with a whoosh, raised his scepter and smashed it on the table. There was only a "bump" sound, and the long table of yellow rosewood, which looked valuable at first sight, was smashed. There was obvious deformation.

The marshal was a little embarrassed. He thought he could smash the table with one hammer.

However, this probably shows that Mr. Mao’s table is indeed genuine. It is hard to say whether it is a real huanghuali, but at least it is definitely made of solid wood. In addition, although Marshal Fei himself was not satisfied, his hammer could kill people when he swung it.

Sure enough, everyone present turned pale, including Vice President Hierro.

Marshal Ferragut ignored everyone's expressions and just said to Mao Yuanzuo: "Please think again, maybe we will die here... No, in fact, only I, a soldier, will die. You just need to stay in your mansion." "It's okay not to express any opinions. The resistance of the Earth and Moon Galaxy will not last long, but after the Imperial Army lands, you will not harm your reputation."

Although he said that, he suddenly realized that his words were really not convincing at all.

After all, what happened in New Asia and New Baghdad, and the corpses of the various unscrupulous dignitaries who were hung on the gallows are still floating around waiting to be dried.

Mao Yuanzuo looked at the marshal who slowly stopped talking, and showed a warm smile again: "Marshal, is your persistence just to make us suffer more? Or do you have already seen the chance of winning the war?"

"...I, we really can't defend New Asia, we can't defend New Baghdad, and we can't defend the Earth. However, the effective force of the community is still there, Marshal Bonaparte is still there, Yu Lian and Yang Xiyi are still there. If they are still there. , we have hope. No, as long as it is him, he will always have a way to defeat the empire and rebuild the national defense system. "

Everyone knew that the "he" in Marshal Ferragut's words referred to Yu Lian himself.

Before Mao Yuanzuo could speak, Vice President Hierro first let out a strange sneer: "Yu Lian? That Yu Lian? Hahaha, I didn't know, Marshal Ferragu, you changed your family when you got old, but you recognized one I’m almost old enough to be your grandson’s master!”

His voice seemed to be full of poison: "Don't think about it, if he hadn't disobeyed the order of the National Defense Committee, would we be here today? If he had obeyed the order and transferred part of Said's fleet to the earth in advance , Will we have no troops to use? Marshal, isn't it because you have been defeated since Xinya?"

Even with soldiers, I cannot be the opponent of King Suliuka. The fall of New Atlanti was, of course, due to my incompetence. It would be great if I could seize Cerro in advance, but... this kind of aggressive operation is really difficult for me, old Paul! Marshal Ferragu wanted to say this, but when he saw Vice President Hierro's resentful expression, his face sank in disgust.

He still remembered that when the Vice President triumphantly went to collect labor at the front line, when he was chatting and laughing with Yu Lian, and when he pinned the medal on him, he still looked radiant.

"As you all know, I have known Yu Lian since the Navy Day. This young hero is my good friend, and he is incredibly powerful. Fighting alongside him in Saide, we defeated many enemies. In the future, I will Earth, he will have a good chemical reaction in Seide. I can't wait to watch him continue to eliminate the invaders and drive the evil imperial invaders to the negotiating table! As for President Nishita, of course I wish him the best. All goes well with the diplomatic mission to the Alliance.”

The above are the exact words of Vice President Hierro in an interview with reporters after the Second Battle of Seder. He looked like he wanted to compete with President Nishita for the remaining company.

But at this time, Vice President Ye's face, which could be considered handsome for the time being, became twisted and ferocious due to insidiousness. If his voters, who are mainly housewives, see this scene, they will be quite crushed, right?

Marshal Ferragut sighed, suddenly feeling that he was really free enough. Why should I spend time and energy defending such people?

Vice President Hierro still felt that he had silenced the other party, and kept chattering: "At this point, you are saying good things about him, how loyal you are! But now he can hear you Loyal? If it weren't for him, a respected senior like his uncle wouldn't have to sit here and think about the aftermath in humiliation. So far, it's all his fault! The Dragon of Dawn, the Chosen Champion, is just an ambitious warlord! No, he is an ambitious but incompetent warlord! Living on a small far shore? All our humiliations are due to him. Our only mistake is to reuse him..."

The Vice President made a vibrato, as if electromagnetic waves were dancing in the volume. This was when Marshal Ferragut raised the Marshal's Staff and stabbed the Vice President in the waist and eyes without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of volts of voltage surged into the vice president's body, causing him to immediately lose control of his body and vocal cords.

He whimpered as hard as he could, rolled his eyes vigorously, fell to the ground and twitched a few more times, then lost consciousness.

Marshal Ferragut murmured: "Now I am attacking the vice president, and the soldiers are attacking the democratically elected deputy head of state. I am also a warlord, right?"

Probably because this unfolding was so shocking that everyone couldn't wrap their heads around it for a while. The banquet hall was silent for five seconds before someone finally let out a high-pitched scream, and the scene became chaotic.

Prime Minister Konoe held his head and murmured: "Why is this happening again?"

"This is not a warlord." Mao Yuanzuo was still the only one at the scene who remained calm and did not even move: "Your behavior does not constitute a crime of rebellion. It is at most a form of mental illness. Hahaha, I can tell you The courts determined that.”

Marshal Ferragut looked at the other party calmly.

At this time, there was a sudden sound at the main entrance of Yangguan outside the banquet hall. First there was a row of dense footsteps, followed by loud shouts, and then there was a row of gunshots. The arrogant shouts suddenly turned into embarrassed cries.

Then, the door of the conference room opened, and several figures came in. That was half a platoon of soldiers. Although they were not wearing mechas, they all had powered bulletproof suits hidden in their uniforms and were holding electromagnetic rifles.

Half of them formed a barrier to guard Marshal Ferragut, while the remaining half pointed their guns at the officials attending the meeting.

Of course, even Mr. Mao Yuanzuo was pointed at by more than three rifles.

The soldiers' movements and expressions were very cold, or in other words, a bit too cold. Although their tactical movements were precise, they were always somewhat mechanized, as if they were more rigid than robots.

Anyone who is familiar with psychology can guess that these soldiers are actually under considerable mental pressure. They were clearly using meticulous tactical movements and strict expression management to cover up their panic.

After all, they are all ordinary people. When they joined the army, they probably never thought that one day they would be able to point a gun at these high-ranking figures. If it were in the past, anyone here could easily crush their whole family.

However, the screams and running of the big shots came to an abrupt end. They sat back on their chairs, each one silent and acting no more decent than any of the poor at the bottom.

Although the soldiers were still fearful, they were suppressing a trace of pleasure that they were not even aware of.

A young officer quickly began to report to the marshal: "All the armed security personnel of Mao Mansion have been disarmed or shot dead. Thirty-seven of our own people were also killed. Of course, the main deaths were caused by those psychics. of."

Marshal Ferragut heard this with lingering fear. He has known Mao Yuanzuo for almost fifty years, and has been a guest at Mao Mansion no less than a hundred times, so he knows the situation here quite well. He knew that the concierge, the gardener and the security captain were all in the second ring, while the old housekeeper was in the third ring. He even knew each of their star rings, common techniques and weapons, and took targeted measures.

The Marshal knew very well that psykers were all extraordinary beings who could ride a thousand horses, but below the fourth ring, they were still a little human. Ordinary soldiers who are well-equipped and well-trained can kill them.

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

On the battlefield, there are actually many examples of ordinary psychics being killed by ordinary people's small weapons.

In addition to his own guard company, the soldiers who followed him to attack Mao Mansion also had two companies of marines equipped with mechas. In addition, the four sniper teams responsible for fire support on the periphery are enough to suppress an imperial armor company.

Although the Eternal City has its own garrison, this is a special period after all. The defense of the Earth-Moon Galaxy is entirely the responsibility of Marshal Ferragut. It is also very easy for him to mobilize troops near the Eternal City. .

They immediately launched a brazen sneak attack and achieved huge results.

The gardener and concierge were shot dead by snipers immediately, and the security captain was also seriously injured. After a fierce battle, he was beaten to a pulp by random gunfire.

But even if they reached this point, one platoon of soldiers died in the battle. If it weren't for the blue-labeled security robot in the yard that suddenly stopped moving, the casualties would have been even greater.

In addition, after the old butler turned into a evil star and killed several soldiers, he was hit several times with an anti-materiel sniper rifle, but he was still seriously injured. He bounced off the ground as if he had stepped on a rocket and flew away. After entering the walled city, he jumped several times in succession and then got far away.

...Okay, this is actually just a small mistake.

The bigger flaw was that the marshal's men did not find Mao Yuanzuo's family in the mansion, and the door to the underground garage was sealed.

Marshal Ferragut didn't care about the former. He was not here to stage a military coup, let alone think about eradicating the roots. However, the latter made him have some doubts.

"What do you mean inaccessible?"

"It's completely sealed and the door can't be opened. It must be some kind of psychic effect. We are trying to open it."

Marshal Ferragut nodded solemnly.

But no matter what, at least from the perspective of purpose, his actions should be very successful.

At least for now it is.

Mao Yuanzuo watched the conversation between Marshal Ferragut and his subordinates with cold eyes. He still sat there with an indifferent expression, as if he was enjoying a crappy farce: "This is the real crime of treason. Marshal Ferragut, I once considered Live your own life one day, our collective experience There is a military coup. Unarmed elected politicians are worthless in the face of real power. I will be held at gunpoint by the generals of the Blue Star Community, and I will hand over power to those who control violence. , I never thought that this person would be you."

He stared at the marshal with a very clear look on his face, until he saw the other man turned his head guiltily.

Of course, while Marshal Ferragut turned his head, he immediately reacted. He turned back and looked directly into the eyes of the old congressman, and said calmly: "This promise is about the size of the earth. Even if it falls, as long as we don't announce Surrender, and everyone's resistance will still be legal. Sir, any of us can surrender, I can, the Prime Minister can, Mr. Hierro can, even President Niceta can, but you can't."

Mao Yuanzuo couldn't help but sigh: "In fact, I can't be regarded as a founding hero of the independence movement. I joined later."

Although that is said, the Co-Prosperity Party and other media have actually been building up the "founding father" persona of Mao Yuanzuo. After decades of standing like this, he has long been a close comrade-in-arms of Marshal Victoria Li.

Many people believe that during the Revolutionary War, he stayed in the Governor's Palace in order to lurk and deliver messages to his comrades.

But now, the old politician who has served as the Prime Minister of the Community for three terms and has the title of lifelong member of parliament because of his founding achievements, spread his hands and showed a helpless smile: "I have never been a hero."

Marshal Ferragut pretended not to hear: "The people of the earth cannot accept the surrender of a founding father, and if you surrender, it will be an insult to your posthumous name, and an insult to Marshal Li and the community. The people of the earth cannot bear it. Such a price...I can't leave this mess to Yu Lian."