"damn it!"

General Philemon's steady voice sounded: "All irrelevant people remain silent. The maids and guards are all fixed in place. If anyone takes a step rashly, shoot him directly. Let all the guards who receive my order shout immediately.

This news!”

An expected response.

Yang Ming immediately raised his head and shouted:

"All personnel stand still! No one should move! Anyone who acts rashly will be shot immediately! Repeat!"

The guards inside and outside the gate of Palace No. 15 took turns shouting, and immediately opened the safety bolt of the laser gun, locking on several pale-faced maids not far away.

Yang Ming continued to shout: "Relax! Don't worry! Stand there and don't move! Don't shoot easily!"

The guard on duty in the Fourth Brigade shouted nervously:

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, a loud shout came from the ring intercom:

"In the direction of Palace Gate No. 7! The radar shows that there is an object moving quickly there! It is rushing towards His Majesty's palace!"

"Do the soldiers there have to eat hard food?"

"We can't contact them. We lost contact with them. We sent people to run and deliver the message! Use the loudspeaker to broadcast! Find a way quickly! Do you want to be prosecuted by the Royal Court, you bastard!"

"That's too late!"

"No, it's too late."

General Philemon's voice sounded again: "All guards who can hear my order, release the static state on the spot! The target has appeared, at the entrance to Palace Gate No. 7! The nearby guards coordinate to block the attack! All lieutenant-level officers, third-level non-commissioned officers,

Immediately move outside His Majesty's palace and be sure to stop the other party! Reply received."

The old general's voice was somewhat tense.

In front of the podium covered with projection screens, Philemon frowned and looked at this 'ocean of blue screens', feeling powerless in his heart.

Most of the surveillance cameras have been hacked.

There was no response to the command sent.

Is it the New Federation?

I'm afraid they are the only ones who have this kind of technical means.

Do they want to kill the king directly to achieve the goal of subverting the country?

The old general looked at his cronies and whispered: "Inform His Highness immediately."

Sudden!

"The fourth regiment and the fourth brigade received it."

Yang Ming's voice appeared on the answering machine.

A blue screen shook slightly, and the scene at Palace Gate No. 15 appeared.

The recently popular captain, the second prince's only confidant officer in the Guards, had already drawn his pistol and led six third-level non-commissioned officers from Palace Gate No. 15, speeding towards the palace.

General Fremont was in great spirits.

"The fourth regiment and the third brigade received it!"

"Second Regiment and Sixth Brigade received it!"

"Regiment 12 received it!"

…

The continuous echoes made General Philemon clenched his fists: "Move quickly! Protecting His Majesty is your only mission!"

In the only remaining surveillance footage, groups of guards rushed through successive portals.

But before General Philemon could breathe a sigh of relief, "bad news" came from everywhere.

"The door in front of us is locked and we can't get through."

"Conductor podium, door number 2343 cannot be opened!"

"Call the command post, our movement is blocked."

In several surveillance videos, guards were blocked from the security gates set up in the palace.

A technician shouted: "The high-speed moving target is approaching the palace!"

General Philemon only felt a big hand clenching his heart tightly!

He held his breath and kept searching for various video images. The surveillance image in the center was shaking slightly, as if there were signs of recovery.

"The surveillance outside the palace has been restored!"

General Philemon looked up and saw a team of seven figures rushing to the gate and met head-on with two groups of high-level mechanical guards holding guns at the door.

Yang Ming's voice spread throughout the command podium: "The Fourth Regiment and the Fourth Brigade have arrived at the target point, and no suspicious targets have been found yet. The palace door is open, and it is impossible to determine the situation inside."

General Philemon hesitated for a moment, then immediately said: "Captain Yang Ming, give your weapons to the people around you to confirm that your majesty is safe!"

The old general turned around and shouted: "Transmit instructions to the mechanical guards. Captain Yang Ming allows temporary entry into His Majesty's palace."

"Yes, sir."

Yang Ming handed the pistol to the guard beside him, took off his armed belt, raised his hand to straighten his military cap, and walked through the gap between the two mechanical soldiers.

There was a gap in the five-meter-high palace door. Yang Ming gently pushed it open, allowed himself to pass, and ducked into it.

A huge 'bedroom' filled with all kinds of rare decorations appeared in front of Yang Ming.

There were five steps in front of him. Yang Ming quickly stepped up. The small fountains on the left and right made a gurgling sound. The mirror-like floor on the ground reflected the ceiling decorated with a bright starry sky.

More than a dozen beautiful maids nervously formed a human wall, blocking Yang Ming's path.

Yang Ming no longer needs to move forward.

The emperor of the Luofeng Empire was sitting on the throne in front of him. At this moment, he could already see the emperor's old face with age spots and his somewhat cloudy eyes.

Yang Ming immediately performed a military salute, bowed his head again, and meticulously performed the palace etiquette:

"Lieutenant of the Guards! By order of the general! Make sure His Majesty is safe!"

"Well," the old emperor couldn't see the slightest bit of nervousness.

His face is very similar to Edwan, with a tall stature and a broad forehead; he sits barefoot on a throne inlaid with many precious elemental stones, with his right hand supporting his cheek, as if he is thinking about something.

"Forgive me, Lieutenant.

The old emperor asked: "How is it outside?"

"yes!"

Yang Ming responded angrily, slowly raised his head, and looked at the old emperor.

Yang Ming's pupils shrank, he immediately looked away and said quickly:

"Your Majesty, there is an attack alarm at Palace Gate No. 7. All the palace gates seem to have been attacked and out of control. We have determined that someone is trying to assassinate Your Majesty. Now all the ministries have rushed to the gate to support you. Please rest assured!

"

"Well," the old emperor said calmly, "go down, my brave lieutenant."

"yes!"

Yang Ming performed a military salute and kept his face tight so as not to reveal any flaws.

When he turned around, Yang Ming immediately closed his eyes and sensed it for two seconds. When he opened his eyes again, he immediately stepped forward, walked down the five steps as if running away, and flashed out of the palace gate.

he……

What did he see...

In my mind, the situation just now kept reappearing.

Yang Ming saw it in a trance. The row of maids were surrounded by faint colors, but the emperor was completely gray.

Advanced bionic robot?

Of course, this is nothing surprising. It is normal for the emperor to have a substitute.

But Yang Ming did not sense any hidden organisms in the palace, and the entire palace, except for the bedrooms without Internet, the conference hall, and the main palace, other areas have long been under the surveillance of Lu!

Yang Ming tapped his watch with his fingers intermittently for half a minute before sending a message.

'Law, have you found it?'

"Boss, no external signals related to the emperor have been detected... Now it is determined that it is an independently operating bionic robot, or in other words, a mechanical thinking body."

Yang Ming's Adam's apple moved up and down.

He turned to look at the palace door, as if he could see the magnificent hall through the thick alloy.
Chapter completed!