Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

Fourth Galaxy, Red Queen Star, Senegg City.

3:50 pm local time, 1:45 pm Summer Star Standard Time.

"Surprise!"

Luo Cheng stopped straightening his tie, turned around, and the golden fireworks exploded in front of him, almost dazzling him.

When the golden light flashed in front of him, he saw Si Chen standing at the door, holding a small cream cake with a candle on it.

Can't help laughing: "What are you doing?"

Si Chen walked over carefully protecting the small flame of the candle, "Hurry up, it's going to go out soon..." He looked up and gave him a look, "You don't remember that today is your birthday, do you?"

Luo Cheng really didn't remember. In fact, even Wei Zheng himself didn't know when he was born, and the date of birth was also filled in by the nurse in the orphanage.

But there is no need to say such things that destroy the atmosphere, Luo Cheng smiled: "Thank you."

Si Chen held the cake in front of him, the little flames quivered and danced in his lake-like light-colored eyes: "Happy birthday~"

Luo Cheng was about to blow out the candles when he was patted on the back of his hand.

"Make a wish first." He stopped in a low voice.

Ok.

He closed his eyes and pretended for a moment, then opened them and blew out the candle.

Si Chen asked him curiously, "What wish did you make?"

Nothing at all.

He smiled: "It won't work if you say it."

There was a light knock on the door of the room, and Bernard Shaw's voice came from outside the door: "Your Highness, General, you are ready to go."

Si Chen reluctantly looked at the cream cake in his hand, his face full of disappointment: "I haven't had time to eat it yet..."

"It's the same to eat after the speech." Luo Cheng took the cake and put it in the small refrigerator that came with the suite.

When he came back and saw a frustrated Shaggy dog, he laughed and took out a toffee from his pocket.

Si Chen's eyes lit up instantly.

Luo Cheng shook his head helplessly: "It feels like I raised a bear child."

Si Chen peeled the toffee into his mouth and narrowed his eyes happily.Hearing this, he sighed, dragged his tone, and said in a tone of pretending to be pitiful: "That's right—why say you are an old man who is twice as old as me, Uncle Wei? "

Luo Cheng showed a "kind and kind" smile: "You should be grateful that there is another speech later."

Si Chen purposely swung the tip of his tongue out, licking his rosy lips moist, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes.

4:00 pm local time in Senegal City, 1:55 pm Summer Star Standard Time.

Downtown, Government Square.

The square was crowded with people, at least tens of thousands of people gathered. The special police, army and patrol robots maintained the order in an orderly manner. Everything seemed to be in order.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince appeared on the speech platform in the square on time, becoming the second member of the royal family after His Majesty the Emperor to give a public speech here after the recovery of the fourth galaxy.

The people below gave out warm cheers and continuous applause.

"Thank you, thank you very much, distinguished guests, dear citizens..."

Luo Cheng stood behind him, watching him together with thousands of people.

4:05 pm local time in Senegal City, 2:00 pm Summer Star Standard Time.

Five minutes after the speech began, there was an earth-shattering bang from a corner of the square. Flames shot up into the sky, the earth trembled, and the crowd began to panic and riot.

Luo Cheng reacted quickly, and immediately stepped forward to hug Si Chen and protect him in his arms.

"what happened?"

"It's a suicide/style/assault/attack! It's not sure if there's—"

boom!

The second explosion/explosion and the first explosion appeared on the other side of the square in just a few seconds, and the cries and screams of the crowd hovered over the square, like hell on earth.

"Your Highness, General, please leave immediately and go to a safe place!"

"Back up, back up, there's a third—"

boom!

Under the protection of the guards, they quickly boarded the aircraft, and Luocheng's invisible communicator continuously transmitted the situation report on the scene.

"The fourth person/meat/bomb/bomb has been contained."

"... General, this person seems to be the former secretary-general of the alliance."

……

"A total of five suspects were found at the scene, and all of them have been contained!"

"The casualties of the people are still unknown..."

……

The optical brains of Luo Cheng and Si Chen started to ring at the same time, they looked at each other and picked up each other.

In less than a second, both of them changed color.

Si Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed Luo Cheng's hand, his palm was covered with sweat.

"Yuanche is dead..." he said with a grim face, "I didn't do it."

Luo Cheng held him back, his eyes were as sharp as a thorn: "The red dragon invaded the first galaxy...Xia Xing was undefended, and has been controlled by 'thorns'."

They saw the same message in each other's eyes:

It's going to change.

The hotel was no longer safe, and the aircraft sent them directly to the headquarters of the fourth galaxy garrison.

Julian, the commander-in-chief of the fourth galaxy garrison, is an old subordinate of Marshal Andrew. Before Luo Cheng worked in the fourth galaxy for half a year, he also cooperated with him a lot. It can be said that he is an old acquaintance.

After receiving the news, Julian personally took the two of them to the safe house of the garrison.

Julian was very anxious, and said repeatedly: "Old Wei, have you received any news? Your Majesty has passed away, and the Capital Star has fallen!"

Luo Chengcheng nodded firmly: "I also just received the news, how is the marshal's situation?"

As the capital galaxy, the first galaxy has no garrison, only the Space Guard and the Royal Guard. Marshal Andrew does not hold military power, but he has a high prestige in the military department, and has been granted special authority by Emperor Yuanche. In a critical moment, the Security Department And the Guards will obey his orders.

Julian shook his head: "I don't know, there is no news yet."

Si Chen's brows and eyes darkened suddenly, and he said coldly: "Xia Xing's communication has been cut off."

Julian froze: "How do you know—"

At this moment, Julian's expression changed suddenly. He held down his optical brain bracelet and said dryly: "The Communications Department said that the signal from Capital Star...disappeared."

Luo Cheng suddenly turned his head to look at Si Chen, who looked back calmly, with no superfluous expression on his face.

Julian was restless: "His Royal Highness, forgive me for not accompanying me, I have to arrange the garrison work of the fourth galaxy."

Luo Cheng followed and stood up, "I'll go with you."

Julian was taken aback: "You are still with His Highness..."

"You go," Si Chen interrupted them calmly, and even smiled slightly, "It's okay for Ben Gong to stay alone, it's safe here, isn't it?"

Luo Cheng nodded: "Be careful, wait for me to come back."

Si Chen——S1, smiled and said to him, "Okay."

If he knew what would happen next, he would not have left just like that.

It's a pity that no one can predict the future.

The first galaxy fell, and the situation of the second galaxy was unknown. To make matters worse, the garrison of Luocheng and the third galaxy also lost contact.

The garrison of the third galaxy could not be contacted, his direct troops did not respond to the summoning order, and the governor of the third galaxy Dubida was also in a state of loss of contact...

There isn't a single fucking good news.

Luo Cheng and Julian hurried to the headquarters of the fourth galaxy garrison, and they were in a hurry.

In the more than two hundred years since the founding of the Great Xia Empire, such a huge change has never occurred.

——It is so huge that it is likely to overthrow a huge empire in an instant.

An officer ran over and reported with sweat on his face: "Commander, the square bombing/bombing case has been investigated. The culprits are the remnants of the former alliance, and all of them have been—"

Right now, the square bombing/bombing case is no longer a big deal, and Julian waved his hand and continued striding towards the command room.

Luo Cheng stopped in his tracks and asked the officer, "Tell me carefully, what's going on?"

The officer was taken aback for a moment, then quickly reacted, and continued, "There are eight people/meat/bombs/bombs at the scene, and three suspects have died. Of the remaining five suspects, except for the former secretary-general of the alliance, Beard Fish, others All four are disabled veterans recruited by Beardfish for some reason..."

"Wait," Luo Cheng made a pause gesture, "Disabled veterans? Do they all have the same tattoo?"

The officer was stunned: "How do you know? Oh, a photo was taken at the scene, look..."

Luo Cheng took it and took a look—damn it, Thorn Bird—it was those death squads organized by "Thorn"!

Since the bearded fish is still alive, and "Thorn" is still cooperating with people from the former alliance, it is very likely that Oliva Vogusto is not dead at all!

A terrifying premonition surged in his heart: Si Chen is in danger!

Luo Cheng turned around and ran towards the door of the headquarters, but before he could rush out, the guards at the door raised their guns and aimed at him.

The officer who reported to him looked shocked and bewildered, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Luo Cheng raised his hands and took two steps back slowly.

Julian came out of the command room, and more guards ran over and surrounded Luocheng. Everyone was like an enemy. The three floors inside and outside were surrounded like an iron barrel, as if he was some kind of extremely dangerous element.

The commander-in-chief of the fourth galaxy garrison looked gloomy, looking rather like a Shar Pei plotting to overthrow humanity.He sneered, and said, "Wei Zheng, you'd better not act rashly, guns don't have eyes."

Luo Cheng looked at him, his eyes were dark and dark, like a bottomless dark sea, "Julian Sanchez, are you going to betray the empire?"

Julian's smile became weird, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, but his tone seemed to be gossiping, and he said slowly: "Old Wei, the traitor is not me, but you."

click.

The sound of the door lock being turned.

Si Chen opened his eyes and saw the door was pushed open, a corpse fell to the ground along the opened door, the blood from the back of the head wet the carpet.

He glanced down, it was Tang Qing.

His expression didn't move, like a piece of frozen ice, he raised his eyes to look at the person at the door.

Oliva Vogusto stepped over Tang Qing's body and walked in, tore off the military cap on his head and threw it on the ground, like a crazy hyena that has come to an end.

Si Chen looked at him with a slight smile, crossed his fingers on his knees, and nodded politely: "Long time no see, Your Excellency Vogusto."

Oliva hissed and sneered: "Yes, yes, long time no see, you lunatic."

He suddenly pulled out a pistol/gun and pointed it at Si Chen's heart.

Si Chen moved his fingers, tilted his head and smiled: "It seems that you have not been doing well recently, tsk tsk tsk, Red Dragon is so stingy, even unwilling to provide you with more advanced weapons?"

Oliva's face twitched, and his tone was gloomy: "To kill you, one hand/gun is enough."

"You want to kill me?" Si Chen raised his eyebrows, as if he heard an extremely funny joke, he sneered and shook his head, "Are you serious? Didn't you and your benefactor reach a consensus? Red Dragon doesn't necessarily want to Want me to die."

Oliva said gloomyly: "He has that video, and the support of the second galaxy, the third galaxy, and the fourth galaxy... Do you really think he needs you as a puppet?"

Si Chen paused for a moment with a smile, then suddenly realized and nodded, thoughtfully: "Ah—so that's the case...that makes sense."

"You'd better go to hell and think about it again, Yuan Chen—" Oliva gritted his teeth, sucking blood, "—go, die!"

boom!

The First Galaxy, Xia Xing Bai Yujing, the residence of Marshal Andrew von Schmidt.

2:34 in the afternoon.

Old Marshal Andrew had just finished his nap, and the home care robot finished maintaining his mechanical prosthesis and put it back on the old man's left knee.

More than 30 years ago, during an encirclement and suppression of interstellar pirates, the battleship was hit by an ambush missile and was blown off in that ambush.Now he is used to prosthetics, and he walks like a normal person, even many young people don't know that the old marshal actually has a broken leg.

He sat down at the table in the study room, the table was covered with snow-white rice paper, the ink had been polished, he picked up the brush, thought for a while, and wrote a word on the paper in one go.

The words were so strong that they seemed to be decisive and thunderous, but they were written with the word "An" for peace.

The old marshal frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with the word, and was about to ask the robot to remove the paper, when the guest system at home suddenly made a beep.

A beautiful electronic female voice sounded in the air: "Sir, you have two visitors, the Empress and Princess Yuanjing."

Andrew's gray eyebrows moved, he put down the brush, and said slowly: "Call out the picture."

After the "beep" sound, a virtual screen appeared in the air in front of him, which was the scene in front of the villa gate. In the screen, Princess Yuanjing looked calm, holding the red-eyed queen, who looked a little distracted.

Andrew narrowed his eyes, feeling a little unbelievable: How did the two women escape from the palace surrounded by layers?

The old marshal took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said, "Please come in."

"Okay, sir."

Andrew stood up with the support of the desktop, and at this moment, his optical brain also showed that there was a communication waiting to be connected.

He glanced at the name, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he picked it up as he walked: "What's wrong?"

"Marshal," the red dragon said respectfully at the other end of the communication, "Yuan Che is dead, and the palace has been controlled by my people."

Andrew said casually: "Good job."

"So, I don't know the fourth galaxy...how is it now? Can we proceed to the next step?"

Andrew walked down the stairs, and the door of the villa was already opened. He watched the two women rushing towards him with a stupid look of ignorance.

There was a usual, kind and kind elder smile on his face, and then he said to the other end of the communication: "Don't be in a hurry, wait."

5:00 pm local time in Senegal City, 2:55 pm Summer Star Standard Time.

Luo Cheng knocked the back of his head against the wall, looked up at the ceiling, and exhaled heavily.

Twenty minutes ago, he was locked in this small room alone by Julian. Anyway, their attitude towards him was not too bad, so they didn't put him in jail directly.

There is only one narrow skylight in the room, welded with special metal railings, not to mention using bone shrinkage skills, I am afraid that even a cat cannot get out.

There was a faint anxiety in his heart, because he couldn't perceive Si Chen anymore.

After being thoroughly marked, a spiritual link was established between him and Si Chen. When S1 appeared, the spiritual link was broken, and it has not been restored until now—there are two possibilities, either the current dominant personality is still S1, or Si Chen There was an accident.

Either way, it's enough to worry about.

Luo Cheng told himself to calm down, he had to calm down - now that the situation outside is complicated, he can't get confused.

Yuan Che is dead, the first galaxy and the third galaxy have lost contact, the situation of the second galaxy is unknown, and it is very likely that they have rebelled, and the fourth galaxy has rebelled... Marshal Andrew von Schmidt has rebelled.

Luo Cheng doesn't want to think about whether Si Chen has anything to do with these things for the time being. If he continues to think about it, he will only fall into anger and self-doubt, which will have no effect on solving the current predicament.

There are two most important things now, one is to rendezvous with Si Chen as soon as possible, and the other is to contact Wei Zheng's direct troops in the third star system.

Regardless of whether the third galaxy garrison has turned against him or not, his direct troops are absolutely loyal to him alone, and now they are the only force he can use.

Bernard Shaw was left by him at the scene of the bombing/bombing. That guy was smart enough to see something was wrong when he saw the thorn bird tattoo on the suspect's body. Now he should still be outside, at least he is safe.

Alright, so the first step is to find Si Chen.

There are two special forces armed with live ammunition guarding outside the small room. The current plan is to replace one of them when they change shifts, so that they can leave here...

Luo Cheng took out a cigarette and put it on. Since there was no fire, he could only hold the cigarette holder dryly with his teeth.

Then he found that this plan was not feasible at all.

"Damn it." He blew the cigarette to the ground.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a strange voice sounded outside the door: "General Wei?"

Luo Cheng's muscles tensed instantly, and he said calmly, "I'm here."

A man opened the door and a team of guards walked in and handcuffed his hands with strong magnetic handcuffs.

One of the captains was the one who called him just now, with a world-weary face, he said to him in a flat tone: "General Wei, His Royal Highness was attacked and his life was dying. The commander asked me to take you to see him for the last time." On the one hand, please come with me."

Luo Cheng only heard the first half of the sentence clearly, and there was only a roar in his mind.

He grabbed the man's collar with red eyes, "What did you say? You fucking say it again?!"

Several electric shock batons hit him within a few seconds, Luo Cheng was forced to let go and almost knelt down.

The team leader straightened his collar and repeated mechanically: "Please cooperate with our work——Can you still walk? Yes, please follow me."

They returned to the previous safe house. There was a shocking pool of blood on the carpet at the entrance of the living room, and two corpses covered in white cloth were parked next to them.

Luo Cheng swallowed dryly, and asked, "Who is that?"

The team leader glanced sideways, and motioned his subordinates to lift the white cloth, revealing two corpses underneath, namely Tang Qing and Oliva Vogusto, who died with regret.

Luo Cheng's knees were weak, and he was a little out of breath with a complex mood similar to the mixture of survival after disaster and near miss.

Si Chen was lying in the medical cabin in the bedroom, surrounded by many people, including military doctors and senior military officers of the fourth galaxy garrison. Ironically, many of them were colleagues he had worked with for half a year.

When those people saw him, they all showed unnatural expressions on their faces.

Luo Cheng walked over, looked at Si Chen's pale and bleeding face in the medical cabin, and asked calmly, "What's the situation now?"

A military doctor came out and said with some hesitation: "General Wei, His Highness the Crown Prince has suffered three gunshot wounds, and one of the bullets got stuck in His Highness's spine. If the operation is performed forcibly, His Highness's spinal nerves are likely to be injured." , plus the time of discovery was not timely, His Highness lost too much blood..."

Luo Cheng took a deep breath: "Is there any other solution besides surgery?"

The doctors looked at each other in embarrassment for a moment, and replied, "No more."

"Then operate," Luo Cheng pressed his trembling hand, and said every word, "Operate immediately, I agree as a family member."

During Si Chen's operation, Luo Cheng was taken to the next room and continued to be closely monitored.

He sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes hard, and started counting down the seconds.

one two three four five six……

When the count reached two thousand, 340 three, the door finally opened.

The world-weary squad leader stood by the door and said to him, "General Wei, the operation is over, please follow me."

Si Chen was lying on the bed, seemingly just asleep.

"As long as His Highness can wake up within an hour, it's fine," the doctor said, "If you can't wake up within an hour, uh, then it's possible..."

"I understand." Luo Cheng nodded, then turned to look at the squad leader, "Please ask your commander—please ask Marshal Andrew, can you lock me up with my husband?"

The squad leader's tone was still flat: "Okay, General Wei, please wait a moment."

He came back 10 minutes later, said the commander had approved it, and brought back a video.

After watching the video, Luo Cheng couldn't help but swear.

This is an impressive video of Princess Yuan Jing and the Empress walking into Andrew's villa.

This is really the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind. Who would have thought that he would be the boss behind the scenes?

That old guy can hide so deep!

Luo Cheng walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding Si Chen's cold hand.

The squad leader with a world-weary face closed the bedroom door, but did not go out. Instead, he stood guard by the door, silent like a statue.

Luo Cheng glanced at him and felt an indescribable awkwardness.

He had a strange intuition in his heart, if it was true, then——

There was surveillance in the room, so he couldn't have any communication with that person, so he could only look away and squeeze Si Chen's fingers.

Time passed by every minute, but Luo Cheng's heart gradually calmed down.

An hour passed, and Si Chen showed no signs of waking up.

Luo Cheng was a little tired from waiting, coupled with his mental tension before, he was finally able to relax a little at this time, and the drowsiness swept over him.

So under the searchlight-like eyes of the team leader, he rolled onto the bed loudly, lay down next to Si Chen, and fell asleep in three seconds.

Behind the surveillance camera, Julian looked at the two people lying side by side on the bed in the picture, and almost choked his trachea with a sip of tea.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Julian wiped his mouth in embarrassment, it was unimaginable, "He just fell asleep like this, just fell asleep? No, is there really a relationship between Wei Zheng and the crown prince? Is it reliable to threaten him with the prince's life?"

Another hour passed, night fell, and the dust settled on a rebellion that was swift and swift.

A video caused an uproar on the Star Network. It was the last video of Prince Yuan Jun who died a heroic death a few years ago.

It can be clearly seen in the video that Prince Yuan Jun was not sacrificed in the battle with the Fourth Galaxy Alliance Army at all, but was killed by his own comrades.

A few minutes later, a video of Emperor Yuan Che admitting that the events of the year were all at his instigation appeared on the Internet. In the video, the emperor also verbally promised to pass the throne to Prince Yuan Cong's son Yuan Cong to make up for it.

Half an hour later, news came from the palace that Emperor Yuan Che had died of illness, and the death knells sounded simultaneously in every city in the four major galaxies.

when - when - when -

Twelve times.

late at night.

The muffled sound of "Boom" woke Luo Cheng up quickly, and sat up in a second to enter a defensive state.

The squad leader guarding the door fell to the ground and fell into a coma, and the hand he held in his palm moved slightly.

Luo Cheng turned his head abruptly, with such force that his cervical spine made a "click".

Si Chen's eyelashes trembled, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

The four eyes met, and five seconds later, Luo Cheng felt ashamed that his eye sockets were hot, and his voice trembled: "Little bastard, you scared the hell out of me..."

The corner of Si Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and his fingertips scratched his palm.

Luo Cheng was about to hug him, when he suddenly heard him calling himself softly:

"Luocheng."

The author has something to say: I want to try a one-time daily million tomorrow, at the earliest at [-]:[-] tomorrow night and at the latest at this point tomorrow night.

The world is coming to an end.