【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

While the emperor was exchanging skills with people from the judicial circle in the big conference room, Oberstein named the people he thought were more important or indispensable in the current government and called them to the small conference room next to them.

After everyone was seated, he confirmed again that 80% of the people present were officers.

He really doesn't want to say anything more about the composition of such a government.But he is also an officer himself, so he doesn't seem to be qualified to care about anything.

After making a simple opening remark, he began to talk about things as usual: "I'm sorry for wasting your time. What I want to say today is very simple, that is, from now on, please make your own arrangements and appropriately strengthen the security around you. Work, and at the same time increase vigilance and guard against all possible unexpected situations."

"Reason?" Mittermeier raised his hand.

"Earth Cult." Oberstein didn't even move his eyebrows. "There are signs that their remnants are planning something. And everyone is a good target."

Bidenfeld frowned: "With their current strength, it is difficult to directly threaten us, isn't it?"

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty does not intend to use any of you to test the opponent's strength." Oberstein explained, but then he found that Bidenfeld seemed very unwilling to accept his opinion, so he added , "And if you insist on trying, I don't mind finding a room for you in the building of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and slowly persuading you to dispel all imprudent thoughts."

Biddenfield nearly stood up, but Kemp next to him was able to hold him down.

Marquis Marlindorf asked, "Is the situation that serious?"

"It's not serious. But it could be if we're not prepared."

"So, is there any definite information?" Reuenthal looked at him, "Such as the time, place, and list of victims?"

Oberstein looked back at him.

Sometimes he really wished that Reoenthal's mind wasn't so fast.But having said that, he doesn't think that these people here will not be aware of this.

At such times, he will always further confirm his great role—to be a hard-hearted, unscrupulous pragmatist for these colleagues.

"Maybe there is a time and place, but it will never be exact." He answered him slowly, "The other party is full of randomness, and its mobility is far higher than ours."

"What about the security of the entire capital?"

"Of course, it will be strengthened."

"To what extent is it strengthened?"

"This is something General Kesla will consider. Then you can find time to ask him."

Rosenthal didn't speak anymore, he had roughly understood what was going on.

This made him a little dazed: Although he always knew that this would happen sooner or later, he still inevitably felt sudden when the real thing came to pass.

"Please wait a moment." At this moment, Valle finally couldn't help it. "If it's so random, can it be said that they didn't simply intend to target us? Ordinary people will also be threatened?"

"Yes." Oberstein answered him indifferently.

"This... Can this really be prevented in advance?"

"Then I have to repeat to you, the other party is full of randomness, and the mobility is far higher than ours. I believe you understand that this is impossible to stop, please put down your emotions and look at this matter rationally."

Valle hesitated to speak, the expression on his face was already extremely helpless.

Oberstein felt that the effect had almost been achieved.

Everyone present should be more sober. If there is an accident after that, it can only be said to be the arrangement of God.

"I don't have anything else to tell you, please make arrangements for yourself." He nodded indifferently, with a "seeing off" expression on his face, "As long as you avoid the impact, the opportunity to serve the country is yet to come."

The first wave of shock occurred 5 days later.

It was a humid, muggy, overcast day.

In the early morning the world was still peaceful, but Mittermeier had been dreaming all night.

He can't remember all the content in a very specific and orderly manner. The fragments that he can remember roughly include the appearance of a certain city burning, explosions and screaming crowds, and enemy-filled scenes in any direction from the wolf's zenith screen. The starry sky of the ship, several people who I know must be very familiar are anxiously discussing something with me, the side string armor has two holes opened, and Tristan is burning like lava inside.

But he wasn't forced to have a heart attack in the dream.

The reason is that at the end of such a chaotic and ominous dream, there is an ending full of symbolism, which seems to be trying to convey a message from the future to him:

He saw that he was standing on the bridge of a certain ship, and the surrounding equipment had been simplified to the point where the operating platform could hardly be seen.The command area, which is extremely wide and has an extremely smooth and beautiful edge arc, is like a stage or viewing platform, quietly stopping in the shining sea of ​​stars in a suspended manner.

There were no lights on around, and no staff could be seen, but someone was always with him.

Mittermeier could of course recognize who he was.

But he is obviously not the current Reoenthal.Although Mittermeier felt that his general appearance hadn't changed in any way, subconsciously he knew that he was getting older.Through starlight, Mittermeier could see that his brown hair had been mixed with a lot of silver.

He was still wearing a military uniform, but it was not the style Mittermeier had seen in reality.

He looked at him softly, discussing something with him as usual, Mittermeier could feel that he was constantly responding to him.Finally the man laughed, moved closer and put his arms around his shoulders as usual.

Then Mittermeier woke up in this extremely familiar body touch. Although he was not by his side, he felt that there was hope in this world.

But it's still tiring after a night of tossing around.

Then Mittermeier got up in a daze to pack himself up, ate something casually, and waited for the car to pick him up—after Oberstein emphasized the safety issue, his subordinates didn’t dare to let him run around the street— — and set off for his office as usual.

For the sake of safety, the driver took another road that he didn't usually use.The car drove smoothly in the morning rush hour traffic, and stopped at a red light at an intersection very close to the headquarters at 8:16.

There are cars all around.

Mittermeier had a penchant for looking around at red lights—whether he was chauffeured, driving himself, or in the passenger seat of Reuenthal.So then he discovered that an extremely unexpected situation appeared on the corner of the left intersection: with several screams, a white box truck suddenly rushed out from the sidewalk over there, and then the front of the car was facing In his own direction, he rushed over at full speed.

Mitter Maier was stunned for a second, then reacted extremely quickly and rushed forward and shouted at the driver: "Go forward! Immediately!"

Fortunately, the driver is well trained and qualified.

At the same time Mittermeier opened his mouth, he also reacted, and then shifted gears like lightning, stepped on the accelerator, and released the brake.The bulletproof car weighing more than 2 tons started almost out of thin air, like the bulls on the Running of the Bulls Festival, and after two bumps, it rushed forward against the two cars in front of them that were stepping on the brakes.

But in the end it was still a little slow.

With a bang, the truck slammed into the rear of the armored vehicle, and then lost control and rushed towards the shop across the street.Under the action of huge momentum, the armored vehicle pushed the parked vehicles on the other side, flung out together with the completely deformed tail, and finally hit the pedestrian traffic light on one side.

Mittermeier's head hit the window glass heavily without any leverage.

Then there was a loud bang outside—the van, presumably carrying some kind of explosive, exploded irrevocably after crashing out of control into a shop down the street.

Debris and dust sprayed all over the ground, gunpowder smoke rose, the streets were full of explosives and the smell of burning, and people started screaming and running away.

And when Mittermeier and the driver climbed out of the car helping each other, both of them were already bleeding.

Then they got the people out of the victim's vehicle next to them, and then went to a nearby coffee shop to hide for a while.The owner was a young girl, but she mustered up the courage to take them in.When the police and gendarmerie arrived, they were immediately taken to the hospital—it turned out that Mr. Driver was in better condition and needed bandages to stop the bleeding, while Mittermeier had three stitches on his forehead.

Thankfully, neither had concussions.After observing them for an hour, the doctor said they could be released.So Mr. Driver was able to go home to rest, and Mittermeier went straight to the palace.

Once at the palace, he discovers that he is not the only victim.

Oberstein had one arm in a brace and had scratches radiating across his face.After questioning, Mittermeier found that his experience was also very exciting: the Minister of Military Affairs was attacked a little later than him. Someone disguised as a security guard sneaked into the building of the Ministry of Military Affairs with a small bomb and miraculously found him. office.Then the guy whose mind was obviously out of order rushed over to curse him and activated the bomb to explode. Fortunately, Firner bravely protected him, otherwise the others would never see him again.

Filner was hospitalized.

But in this way, Oberstein's very traditional suspicion of "knowledge and inaction" that may exist can be regarded as cleared up. After all, he almost got involved today.

Biddenfeld walked up to them very frankly and looked at them. The expression on his face showed that he could no longer choose whether to smile or express concern and concern.

Although other people have long been psychologically prepared, they still cannot help being shocked and angry in the face of such a situation.

Rosenthal was the luckiest of them. He suddenly turned around and went to the airport on the way today, and if he maintained his original goal, there is reason to believe that he would also encounter surprises.

However, it is an unchangeable fact that Mittermeier has been attacked.

So even if Roenthal himself didn't encounter anything, he was still pushed to the edge of his emotions. Although he could temporarily maintain his superficial stability, he was actually very close to erupting.

Later, more news came. Last night, a fire broke out near the Grand Duke's residence. Several houses and a large area of ​​ornamental woods were reduced to ashes.At the beginning, everyone thought it was just an accident, but now it seems that the actual situation is very hard to say.

Two of the three chiefs of the empire were attacked and almost died when they saw blood, and the one who escaped was just lucky; a huge hole was blown out in the city center, and many people were killed and injured; the safety of the emperor's best friends was threatened, and the emperor's authority was also threatened To a great provocation - the sum of these should be enough for the emperor to lash out several times.

But not this time.

After getting the news, the emperor's first reaction was to check the casualties, and then after getting the results, he showed an expression asking himself to remain calm, and raised the national alert level to the highest.He ordered the next investigation and pursuit, and also promised to further improve various security systems, but it can be seen that he cares more about the status of his subordinates. Oberstein and Mittermeier were both taken very seriously by him. .

Seriously, though, Oberstein was hurt more.

The upper arm bone of his left hand was broken by the impact of the explosion, but he happened to be the one with the shortest health bar among all Reinhardt's courtiers.

So he was granted leave by Reinhardt.For at least a week, everyone will not see the annoying military secretary because he has to stay in the hospital.

Mittermeier's injury only looked very ugly. Although his face was covered with blood and bandages, the actual damage was not serious, so the emperor let him go.

The emperor had plans of his own.

By now, even the dullest person can realize this.

They always believed in him as a matter of course.They knew very well that he would never let the country be threatened in vain, the important ministers suffer in vain, and let the dignity of himself and everyone be despised by Xiao Xiao.

They just need to settle down and get ready to go.

There is reason to believe that the day when he takes action and gives the order to move forward is not too far away.