The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

Jon put his hands up to cover his face, trying to calm the anger that was boiling in his chest.

Andy lowered his eyes and said, "These are just the tip of the iceberg of the crimes they have fabricated against the commander."

"They accused the commander-in-chief of murdering several former speakers or members of parliament. Because these people refused to follow the commander-in-chief's orders, they were brutally tortured to death."

"They also accused the commander-in-chief of causing the plane crash of an auditor sent by a former speaker to the expeditionary frontline in order to evade military budget audits; and of concocting the once sensational starship disintegration case in order to gain control of the arms manufacturing rights..."

"They have managed to pin almost all of the sensational cases on the Federation calendar on the Commander-in-Chief's head."

"It's as if the Commander-in-Chief is the only stain on the Interstellar Federation. Without her, the Interstellar Federation would be such a holy, flawless and perfect political system."

"But in fact," Andy's gentle voice was like a thunderclap, "In just a few hundred years, the Federal Parliament has become so corrupt and ugly that it has become a pool of mud. Without a commander, it will only accelerate its collapse and disintegration."

Jon put down his arms and stared at Andy, who looked indifferent. Who said that her position was unclear and she couldn't reveal too much in front of her? You know what you are talking about, right?

Andy looked at Ai Wanxin, and there seemed to be a pot of dark charcoal burning deep in his eyes. That was his courage and determination to go all out: "Over the years, member planets have continuously announced their withdrawal from the Interstellar Federation, the Federation's territory has shrunk again and again, and the Speaker's approval rating has also dropped again and again."

"The new election is coming up soon. He is going to great lengths to reintegrate Earth into the Interstellar Federation in order to regain the support of the people and seek re-election."

"After all, the love and longing of human beings for our home planet Earth cannot be compared to any other planet."

"Once he finds his way back to Earth and is successfully re-elected, the people will completely forget about his murder of the commander and the soldiers of the Galactic Expeditionary Force, and he will have no scruples anymore."

"By then, the 'remnants' like me and Jon who remain in the army will be thoroughly cleansed, and the 'remnants' who escaped from the Federation will also be completely wiped out. The truth will be forever buried in the vast universe and the torrent of history."

"So..." Ai Wanxin and Andy's eyes met in the air.

"I want you to stop Earth from joining the Federation."

"You wanted me to kill the Chancellor."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and it cannot be said that what they said was exactly the same, but it can be said that they were completely unrelated.

Andy's gaze was more determined than a particle cannon just now, but now it is slightly blurred, and he said uncertainly: "Murder is against the law..."

Ai Wanxin smiled and said, "The imperial sword of the previous dynasty cannot kill the emperor of this dynasty, and the laws of your federation cannot control me."

Andy opened his mouth and looked at Jon for help.

Jon clenched his jaw and chose his words carefully: "If possible, we want to try to resolve this matter peacefully, prevent the Earth from joining the Interstellar Federation, oust the current Speaker in the new general election, and then find an opportunity to vindicate the Commander--"

Ai Wanxin interrupted him: "Let me confirm that you just want to oust this speaker and save the federal government while redressing his injustice. Is that what you mean?"

Jon was stumped by her question and stammered, "I don't mean to save it, but..."

But what if we don’t save it? Let the federation disintegrate?

Ai Wanxin nodded: "That's good."

Her gaze turned to the floating ball of light - Jon's mecha computer. Andy had been paying attention to her expression. Seeing her face full of emotions and saying something strange, Andy didn't know why. He felt a chill on the back of his neck. The lounge was using an ecological environment simulation system, so there couldn't be any wind. Yet, he felt a chill all over his body.

"What did you mean by the 'remnants' who escaped from the Federation?" Ai Wanxin reached out and took the ball of light. Qiao En moved, subconsciously trying to stop her, but restrained himself the moment he raised his hand.

Andy and Jon looked at each other and said, "After the Congress released the secret investigation report, some expeditionary generals stationed on various planets in the Federation, far away from the new main planet, publicly declared that they would never agree with this blatant frame-up and rebelled against the Federation with their personal guard fleet. Over the years, they have continuously absorbed interstellar nomads and independent armed forces to form a large resistance army."

"The interstellar video you wanted me to dial for you, is it with this resistance army?"

At this point, there was nothing to hide, and Jon nodded heavily: "Yes, the commander of the resistance army, Ludwig, is also an expeditionary general from the Knights."

"My original plan was to have you contact him and gain the support of the rebels. Then, in the name of the commander-in-chief, I would clarify the false accusations and call on the citizens of the Federation not to vote for the current Speaker in the general election..."

Ai Wanxin said with a smile: "That's it? And in this way, don't you confirm their claim of defection?

Jon showed an embarrassment on his face. "Because we have no evidence that the commander died in the battle on the distant star, and we need the commander to be alive now. After all, if she doesn't show up, it will be impossible to shake the parliament's pervasive propaganda system."

Ai Wanxin shook her head: "I won't do anything that would hurt the enemy by 100 but hurt myself by 8,000. But I can make arrangements to get in touch with the resistance and gain their support."

"You fight, I'll talk to that Ludwig."

"Now...now?" Jon opened his eyes wide and couldn't close his mouth. Can you do it just like that?

"Hurry up, Major General. I have something else to do later." Ai Wanxin urged, "Have you found the person I'm looking for? There's also the matter of the Earth Alliance government. If they start to quarrel among themselves, it will be too late."

"Okay, okay." Jon said quickly. He rushed into the bedroom, opened the safe, and took out a communicator. It was a communication device exclusive to the Knights Templar that even the parliament didn't know about. It could completely bypass federal supervision.

Andy looked at Ai Wanxin with a complicated expression. The latter was carefully examining Jon's mecha computer, but she seemed to lose interest quickly and put the light ball back into the crystal energy field.

"Connected." Jon's voice sounded behind the two of them, attracting all their attention.

Therefore, Andy did not see that the light ball was put back into the crystal energy field. The originally dim light around it gradually became brighter. In the center of the light, the neural network as gorgeous and complex as a nebula was once again surging with vibrant glow.

"Isn't this Little Jon?" A tall three-dimensional projection appeared in the air. The man on the screen had very short dark green hair. On his originally heroic face, there was a long, hideous scar running from the bridge of his nose to the base of his ears. This was rarely seen in an era when medical technology was already quite advanced.

He glared at Jon with his dark eyes and said mockingly, "I heard that you couldn't even keep the last frigate formation. You are almost a general without any troops. So, is Old Hans' dog food not tasty?"

Jon ignored his provocation and turned the communicator around, aiming the camera at Ai Wanxin.

"Bang, bang, bang—" There was a sound of tables and chairs falling over from the other end of the communicator. It was obvious that Ludwig was not the only one talking to them.

Ludwig, who had been sitting upright, stood up all of a sudden. The high-definition three-dimensional projection showed his trembling eyelashes exactly in front of Ai Wanxin's eyes.

Having lost his ability to speak, Ludwig could only utter the simplest two words from the depths of his soul, which best represent his mood: "F---"