"I originally thought that the greatest anger in your heart came from the betrayal of your subordinates."

Jiang Luming said solemnly: "But now it seems that it is not the case. I never thought that as the eldest daughter of the Suye family, you are as talented as you and can climb to where you are now in just eight years without any background.

You would question me for more mean, cold-blooded and selfish reasons! But I didn’t expect that the source of your anger is just because of the word innocent."

"That's right!" Jiang Luming seemed to have remembered something and sneered: "I heard that when you went to Titan to hunt down Alsalia, you also chose to evacuate the people in the thirteen cities before taking action. Otherwise, how could you be killed by that woman?

Be aware of it and run away in advance.”

"Innocent... haha." Jiang Luming seemed to have heard some big joke: "You who grew up under the education of the Black Stone Suye family actually believe in such a pale and weak word as 'innocent'. It's really disappointing.

When people are angry, they also feel deep sadness."

Because of the air leaking from his cheeks, Jiang Luming's words were like whimpering in the cold wind, which made the scalps of the officers present feel numb.

"Innocent?" Jiang Luming lowered his voice and asked: "Who are the innocent people? And who are innocent? Is it Qiu Zhijun and the others? Or those colleagues who are about to commit suicide by drinking bullets? Or... those who died tonight

Federalist?"

"All three." Suyacanna did not avoid the other party's cold gaze, and replied calmly and fearlessly.

Suyecang Na's answer seemed to shatter Jiang Luming's last hope. He took a deep breath and suddenly roared at Suyecang Na: "Do you still remember your identity? Do you even know it?"

Without today's actions, this status quo will continue to exist.

Go, within half a year, our Blackstone Sector will be completely destroyed by the Empire's attack! By that time, how many innocent Blackstone soldiers will have died in vain on the battlefield, and how many innocent Blackstone people will be killed in the war.

Tragic death! All this! Do you know?"

Facing Jiang Luming's series of shocking questions, Suyecang Na was silent for a moment and said, "I know, but I still don't agree with your approach."

"Do you have a better way?" Jiang Luming unbuttoned two buttons on his collar and asked in a deep voice.

"Originally, there was." There was a trace of sadness in Suyecangna's eyes, and she sighed: "But now, it is no longer possible."

When Jiang Luming heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he thought of something, and he could no longer say any words.

"There used to be an old saying in the empire that people who are different will not work together." Suyecangna glanced at Jiang Luming for the last time and said: "I only hope that after you go to hell, you can have the face to face the souls who died because of you. In the end,

, please also ask Principal Jiang not to try to touch my subordinates again, otherwise next time, it will not be as simple as a few teeth."

After saying this, Suyecangna turned around quickly and left this dark place.

Watching her last shadow disappear around the corner, Jiang Luming stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but was destined to leave nothing behind.

His back, which was originally as straight as a peak, slowly stooped, and his face seemed to have aged by more than ten years in an instant. He murmured: "All of this is for the Lord God of War... for the Blackstone Military Region..." But there was nothing

People can hear clearly what he is saying.

While this scene was happening in the Blackstone Garrison District, similar conversations were going on in many places in the capital star circle.

"Sir, Colonel Suye arrived in time. Your Highness is fine and is now on his way to the Affiliated Hospital of the First Military Region."

In the dark study room, a middle-aged man with a short crew cut and an elegant face heard the report, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some difficulty: "What are the casualties?"

There was silence on the phone for a moment, as if he was flipping through the information, and seemed to be hesitant. After a while, a heavy answer came: "All the sergeants of the 21st Platoon of the 3rd Regiment of the Blackstone Military Region were killed, and the 7th Royal Silver Cross Regiment eliminated Nuo."

Except Captain Lan who was seriously injured and survived, all the other thirteen people were killed in action. One hundred and thirty-seven people were killed in the Sixteenth Regiment of the First Military Region, and the leader Chen Zining died in the line of duty."

When the middle-aged man heard the words Chen Zining, his body trembled slightly. After calming down his breathing, he said softly: "Follow the original plan and try to keep as many people as possible down."

"Yes! Sir!"

After ending the call, the middle-aged man fell into a long silence and lit a cigarette in the darkness, as if to pay homage to his deceased friend.

After the cigarette burned to ashes, the middle-aged man seemed to finally calm down and made another call, saying: "It has been completed according to your instructions."

"You did a good job. His Majesty did not misjudge the person." A woman's capable voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "However, in terms of protecting His Highness's safety, it is still a bit too bold. Your Majesty may be a little dissatisfied with this. If

Your Highness made some mistake, but no one can bear the responsibility."

"I was negligent in this regard." The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly.

However, the person on the other end of the phone did not mean to blame too much: "Do a good job. The world has gradually forgotten the glory that Elizabeth brought them. The flag of the silver cross can only shine again under the fire of war. You will have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds in the future."

There are many more.”

"Thank you, Secretary Yan, for your support." Then he hung up the phone.

The middle-aged man sank his body into the sofa, as if he was suffocated by the heavy guilt.

He turned his head and glanced at the girl in the photo frame on the coffee table. The gloom between his eyebrows gradually disappeared, and his eyes became softer.

There are only two people in the photo. The city in the background is not developed and even has a strong dusty atmosphere. In the photo, a little girl with pink and jade sculptures is holding the man's big hand and smiling brightly.

Just after the pilot on Lensa Street was killed on the spot, not only some people in the shadows were colluding with each other, but all major federal departments were extremely embarrassed and urgently launched arrest and investigation operations under the wrath of Queen Elizabeth.

As the huge national machine of the federal government began to operate, in the shortest possible time, the military, FBI, and even the Nightingale Organization and other departments had a detailed document on the Wolchi terrorist incident on their desks.

.

The identities of the two pilots who were directly involved in the terrorist actions were also investigated. They were indeed members of the Empire and belonged to the 18th Mechanic Division of Jingzhou, the Empire's territory. However, because that place also belonged to the hinterland of the Empire, apart from some brief resumes,

There is no more detailed information.

But what is puzzling is how these two imperial pilots who have never set foot on the Blackstone Battlefield came all the way from the empire to the capital star circle to kill people. They even inexplicably obtained the mechas from the Moon Pool Military Stadium.

If there is no black hand behind this, even the fools in the Federation will not believe it. Therefore, the major federal government investigation agencies began to operate at full capacity and extended their tentacles to all possible places, including the Blackstone Army Garrison District and the Third

One military region is the most.

As a result, amid the shock and panic of countless federal senior officials, countless defense agencies, investigation bureaus, and even organizations that could not be named in the past rushed into the living buildings of these departments.

Then the piercing gunshots began to sound one after another, adding a thick layer of blood to this New Year's night.

Most of these dead soldiers shot themselves when investigators were preparing to break in, and some seemed to have ended their lives through other methods before that.

In the end, the federal government succeeded in arresting only thirteen of them, but only five were successfully escorted back to the interrogation room. After medical examination, it was believed that these people died of poisoning.

The remaining five people finally saved their lives under emergency rescue, but most of them were unconscious.

In the subsequent interrogation, not much effective information was obtained.

Due to information segmentation and management, the evidence these low-level officers could provide was extremely limited and was completely insufficient to implicate the larger conspiracy network.

It seemed that there was more than one big hand that cut off all the clues before they could investigate.

One of the officers, who was already dying, was tortured one after another and finally uttered only six words before taking his last breath.

"Everything...for the Federation..."

However, when these six sacred words were uttered from the mouths of these soldiers who could even be accused of treason, it made people feel an indescribable coldness on this winter night.
Chapter completed!