【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

Of course, the emperor could not escape.

After discovering the situation, he was woken up immediately-Gilfies didn't like him staying up late, so he had to go to bed as early as possible every day, and went to bed at 10 o'clock today.

But after hearing the news, he was not surprised at all.Even Gilfies felt that he seemed to think that this happened as a matter of course. He was surprised and regretful that the forces of the original alliance did not make any major moves before, and he was even almost angry.

I have to say that Gilfies is really happy that he is so motivated.

The small generator in the basement turned on, and the villa was still able to operate normally.While watching the attendants help him change clothes, Gilfies reported the general situation to him, and then while they were talking, an explosion occurred about 2 kilometers south of the art gallery.

Fortunately, the explosion was not violent, and of course Reinhardt was not afraid of it—after the sound of the explosion dissipated, he deliberately walked over to the window, trying to see the situation over there.

Gilfies pulled him back, and began to consider whether to let him transfer or even temporarily board the ship.But after he made this suggestion, the emperor directly rejected it.

"It's completely unnecessary." Reinhardt was unmoved.

"It's safer that way, it might be risky for you to stay here." Gilfies tried to persuade him, but Reinhardt still had a way to block his words: "It's not suitable for me to run away in a hurry at the first sign of trouble, and How safe are other places? Besides,” he turned his head and pointed out the window with his chin, with a proud and disgusted expression on his face, “look at their abilities—the outermost security line can’t get in, Isn't it?"

It was completely out of place, but Gilfies did laugh at this moment.At the same time, an indescribably rich and indescribably rich joy and love for the other party appeared in his heart, and he even wanted to give him a kiss for a while, but because there were attendants present, he could only choose to pull him away He leaned forward and kissed the back of his hand.

The Emperor was no longer a boy, but he still didn't quite understand what romantic demeanor looked like.

Then he just stared at Gilfies doing this obediently, and only showed embarrassment when the other party put down his hand, and then asked the other party to go downstairs with him in an almost completely normal tone.

Qisri was already waiting downstairs.The bodyguards were stationed close to the emperor, so it was very convenient to move. Although there was no cooperation from Kesla, Qisri managed to control the surrounding area as quickly as possible, allowing the emperor to have the most stringent security at least temporarily. environment.

In the entire villa, except for Jillfies, who was a little bit concerned and chaotic, everyone couldn't be more calm. The attendant even brought tea and snacks.At the same time, the emperor trusted his subordinates very much. He didn't even let Gilfies go to town or something, but pulled him to sit with him in the living room to discuss business affairs, while waiting with peace of mind.

About 50 minutes later, Reuenthal arrived.

But he didn't arrive alone, and he brought Yang and Jiang Libeiro with him.

This time the emperor really had to appreciate Luo Yantar's acuity index and mobility again - of course he can very accurately judge who is most likely to die this time, and then he has the ability to send these people to the A place where the hands of all kinds of enemies cannot touch.

"Mittermeier and Biddenfield have begun confronting the rioters, and the situation is under control. Farrenheit's team is trying to restore power and communications, and my men have begun ground traffic and air traffic control. Important reasons Allied officials are already under their protection—I believe that by noon tomorrow we will be able to calm down everything, control the entire urban area again, and the law and order in the non-riot area will not be a problem.”

"Okay." The emperor nodded, "Gilfies."

"What, Your Majesty?"

"Now start investigating the cause of the whole incident and the people behind it. I believe that once the sun rises, many things will evaporate forever. You are solely responsible for this matter, go do it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gilfies complied with his order, and retreated respectfully to do what the other party told him. Luo Yantar resigned at the same time and left with him.

Looking at the backs of them walking out together, Reinhardt believed that they would exchange something in private, and he didn't think there was any problem with it.It's just that, as an absolute and supreme centralized monarch, he might not be right to think so, and it's dangerous and naive.

But he really didn't intend to care about or interfere with this at all.

He is me, isn't he?

he thought so.

After going out, Roenthal and Gilfies soon separated.

In fact, at this point he can go back to his office, sit there comfortably and use human power and old-fashioned radio communication to control everything, coordinate the overall situation until things stabilize-which is strictly speaking, which is exactly what he should be doing now. things.

But he didn't do that.

After getting in the car, he asked about the location of Rickendorf, Mittermeier and Biddenfield. The other party could only give a general area, and he couldn't find out the specific situation. So the answer is that no one knows where these two people are now. Where.

Of course he shouldn't have ventured to them under the circumstances, but so far he hadn't changed his mind.

"Go ahead and try to contact them on the way." Luo Yantar ordered.

"Sir, it's not safe to do that," Rickendorf reminded him.

It's hard to say why, this sentence made Reoenthal hesitate for a while.But then he returned to normal and dismissed the adjutant's words: "It's okay. The situation in the city is not that bad now, just pay more attention on the road."

Rickendorf has always been very obedient, and at the same time he also trusts Reuenthal extremely: he always believes that once his chief decides something, then he must have a very good reason for doing so, no matter whether the reason is stated or not. If you come out, you should assist and cooperate with him.

So without further comment, Rickendorf turned around and ordered the driver to turn around.

And Reoenthal's view is also correct.

The situation in Heinesen City is indeed not too bad now. Although the streets are dark and deserted, there are no signs of damage yet. The illuminated sky hints at what's really going on.And as they marched, the light became brighter and brighter, and they began to be able to see the searchlight beam below, and there was a sound similar to an alarm mixed with a restless noise like a tide, drifting over with the night wind.

After turning a corner, fully armed soldiers and small armored vehicles began to appear on the road. The silence of the night receded crazily, and the feeling of chaos, tension and chaos rushed over.

Stopping the car and calling out to a passing sergeant, Rickendorf asked him if he knew the location of Marshal Mittermeier or General Biddenfield.The sergeant had heard something about this, but due to the restrictions of rank and position, he didn't know much about it - he pointed them in a general direction, so he couldn't say anything more specific.

So they searched in that direction. During the period, the noise from the direction of the highway in the distance became louder and louder. A transport vehicle carrying roadblocks passed by them, and military police and regular troops with explosion-proof shields formed a team. standing by the street.

About 10 minutes later, he finally found out where Mittermeier was—he temporarily requisitioned a nearby building with its own generator and set up the temporary headquarters there.From there, they could see the place where the riot team and the imperial army were in direct contact. Now there are roadblocks and bright lights, and the teams on both sides are facing each other at a long distance.

Although the number of opponents is large, but the equipment is very simple and almost non-existent, so naturally they dare not act rashly, and the imperial army is also having a hard time. Facing this tense atmosphere, even if they are fully armed, huge pressure will still come to them. superior.

Mittermeier looked a little nervous.

Rosenthal hadn't seen him so tense for many years. He was engrossed in staring at the scene, hurriedly explaining things to his subordinates, and didn't even bother to pay attention to the surrounding things—until Rosenthal left He didn't realize he was coming until he called him behind him.

He turned to look at him with a very surprised look on his face.He opened his mouth but no words came out, but Rosenthal could understand what he meant—he was asking himself "Why are you here".

In fact, Roenthal didn't quite know why he came, but there was no doubt that he had to give Mittermeier a reason.

So he thought for a while, found some words and said to himself: "I just passed by, so let's take a look at the situation."

If it weren't for the people coming and going around now, maybe Mittermeier would have punched him in the stomach.

But even if he couldn't punch him, Mittermeier dealt with him calmly: he pointed out an area for him-now Mittermeier dared not drive him away and let him and these scattered The subordinates returned alone - let him stay there with his subordinates and gave him the spare radio station, asking him to stay and direct his own affairs.

Rosenthal complied.His attitude was very correct, he just stayed in the area assigned to him by the other party, and started to do his own business seriously, looking calm and calm, and everything was in the air.

And about half an hour later, without any obvious signs, the rioting team suddenly moved.

The office hall of a company that was requisitioned as Mittermeier's temporary headquarters was almost detonated—Mittermeier stood up suddenly, and although his face was expressionless, it could be seen that his nerves were highly nervous.The first-line commanders below have all received his direct orders and been told how to deal with the situation, but he can't be sure that they can remember and do well.

The tide-like roars and footsteps rushed from the ground into the air accompanied by sporadic gunfire, and the high-strength sound-proof glass exterior walls of the building could not completely filter them, and everyone's attention was drawn away.

At this moment, Mittermeier heard shouts of "Stop!" At this point, the guy was almost pinned down by his subordinates, but Mittermeier did see him throw something at him.

He didn't hear the explosion, on the contrary, he felt that the world became quiet at this moment.

The impact on his face caused him to temporarily lose all feeling and reaction ability.The strong airflow knocked him out, and the world outside turned violently like a piece of paper, shaking and shaking forced him to close his eyes.

Then his back hit the ground with a thud, and the sense of gunpowder, dust, and someone shouting nearby began to rush into his head.

He felt very heavy.

Luo Yantar's breath was in front of his face, and he could feel his bangs falling down and touching his forehead fluffy.

Mittermeier could no longer speak.

Slowly raising his hand, he instinctively groped for the back of the person lying on top of him, and soon found something very unusual there—it was a piece of metal with irregular With a sharp edge, it hit the back ribs near the spine of Rosenthal. Mittermeier couldn't tell how deep it sank and how much damage it had, but he could feel Rosenthal's blood flowing from his body. The water flowed down his back like a waterfall, quickly soaking the front of his coat and seeping into his shirt.

He looked into his close eyes.

Reoenthal was sober, and his attitude was completely normal.

"Don't make a fuss." He reminded him gently.

Mittermeier continued to stare at him, then moved his head silently, but Reuenthal couldn't tell whether he wanted to nod or shake his head.At the same time, his complexion changed violently, and soon he was even paler than the person lying on him.

"Catch him!" "First aid! Go and call the doctor!"

Roenthal could hear someone screaming and fighting behind him, and the slogan he had long been tired of listening to, the favorite slogan used by the Earth Cultists before they committed suicide, was also passed on.Then there was the sound of the boys rushing up in a hurry.They yelled at him in panic, helped him with great care and turned him off Mittermeier, and let him lie on his side on the ground beside him.

The wound on his back was temporarily numb, so Reuenthal didn't suffer much, but of course he didn't like it—he even tried to sit up when they helped him.

"Don't move!" Mittermeier held him down and yelled at him, looking out of his wits.

It seemed very serious - the other party's performance made Roenthal understand his situation, and at the same time he could also feel that blood was gushing out from a certain opening on his back.

Something was stuck there, and the wound was so big they couldn't stop the bleeding themselves temporarily.

"I'm not moving. Calm down, sir." He gave in very accommodatingly. At this time, Rickendorff had come around to support his head. The feeling that there was a point of support on his neck and that he no longer had to hang helplessly made him feel better. Not a lot.

But at this moment, Mittermeier couldn't even manage him wholeheartedly—after Roenthal looked at him and yelled, "Where is the doctor?", the report on the scene of the conflict below flooded him again. , the officers in charge of communication were undoubtedly swept away by the explosion just now, but they were still working as usual, the block was breached, the two sides began to hedge, reports of casualties, requests for tear gas bombs rang one after another, Mittermeier had to Respond to them first.

Reuenthal listened quietly, and then, as time passed, he felt that he was starting to feel sleepy.

As a seasoned soldier, he knew that this was not a good phenomenon, but now he didn't think it was necessary for him to seriously struggle with his own physiological reaction—closed his eyes casually, and took out a calm attitude as if he was going to sleep, intending to Headed by myself to certain areas of consciousness shrouded in darkness and silence.

But then he was startled again.

He felt that someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly, and his fingers almost squeezed his bones. This feeling suddenly shone into his consciousness like a foggy car light, and it brightened brightly.

He could hear him calling his name anxiously.

Reoenthal really wanted to say something to him, but he didn't have the ability to speak at all.But he could still feel that the other was holding his hand - so he squeezed his fingers with the last bit of strength, and then completely lost consciousness.