Chapter 919: Allies (please vote for the big chapter)
"I didn't expect you to be here tonight."
Covey withdrew his gaze and looked at the lights in the distance under the pattering rain.
"I didn't think I'd be here tonight."
He Ao also sighed softly and looked at the lights in the distance.
Covey stared at the darkness below and suddenly said, "If I was not at the command center when you came tonight, but went to the Mayor's Mansion and you didn't meet me, your trip here was not in vain.
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"Not everyone will follow you,"
He Ao put down the brass cane in his hand. The hard brass cane touched the stone floor and made a crisp sound. In the direction where he glanced, densely packed mechas and dragoon fighter planes were still standing in the dark.
Night sky.
He slowly said, "There will still be a large number of city defense soldiers staying here. They are all brave soldiers of Yilan, and I am the mayor of Yilan."
Covey turned around and took a deep look back at the old man beside him.
'Lynn' guessed right. There were not many troops who were truly loyal to him and could follow him to launch a coup.
If he took people to the mayor's palace, most of the people left behind were not his core followers.
It was basically impossible for him to tell the city defense soldiers who were left behind that he was going to 'overthrow the mayor'. He would only say that he was going for an 'exercise'.
So if the 'Lynn' in front of him arrives in Nancheng in the name of the mayor, and shows strong tactics, it is really possible to unite the remaining soldiers in Nancheng and cut off his retreat.
Finally, he sighed slightly, "It seems that my 'understanding' of you seems to be somewhat biased."
"This is normal. After all, we have only met a few times."
He Ao turned around and looked at Covey in front of him with a smile.
"It seems that I am indeed a bit old,"
Covey sighed slightly, turned his head and looked away at the bright lights in the distance.
The darkness that permeated the entire city, the patter of raindrops passed through his ears, passed through his gray hair, and hit him, "I hope your flame can really withstand the blow of the storm."
"That is also the fire in your and my heart."
Ho Ao also looked at the city in the darkness, his brass cane stuck in the wet rain on the ground.
Covey looked back at him, but this time, he said nothing.
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When Fine and a group of officers arrived at the entrance of the corridor, two old men in the rain were slowly walking towards this side.
"Mr. Mayor..."
Fawn put down the hand with the bracelet, raised his head, looked at Howe who was approaching with a brass cane, and then looked at Covey next to Howe. At this moment, the two old men stood together, as if they had been together for many years.
The old friends are generally harmonious.
He was standing in front of all the officers at this moment, opening his mouth slightly and speaking in a confused tone.
"Let's go back."
He Ao gently shook off some raindrops stained on his suit, and stepped on the smooth floor of the corridor with his water-stained leather shoes.
He raised his head and glanced at the portraits of past commanders hanging in the corridor, lightly tapped the ground with his brass cane, and looked at Fine.
"Well?"
Fine glanced at Ho Ao blankly, and then at Covey next to Ho Ao. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked slowly, "Have you and General Covey... concluded?"
"We talked about some of the past and some of the future."
He Ao gently picked up the brass cane and glanced at Fawn and the cheeks of all the surrounding officers. "General Covey is a respectable elder and the hardest shield and strongest pillar in Yilan City."
Fann seemed to have been hit in the brain with a heavy hammer, and he was completely stunned.
A look of obvious surprise also flashed across the faces of the surrounding officers.
At this time, Covey, who was standing next to He Ao, shook off the raindrops on his body and said slowly, "Mayor Lin En is very charming. He is the most capable mayor I have seen in all my years in office.
Chief, I believe he will bring a good future to Yilan City."
When he said these words, the officer who was standing in the corridor looked confused as if his brain had been knocked.
Although the commander and mayor in front of them seemed to be saying clichés that seemed to have been said countless times before, the same clichés had different meanings when spoken at different points in time.
The mutual praise between the mayor and the city defense commander is normal in peacetime, but in this sensitive period, speaking out means that Covey has recognized the mayor in front of him again.
"General!"
At this time, a tall officer rushed out and looked at Covey, as if he wanted to say something.
"If you have anything else, we can wait until Mayor Lin En leaves to talk about it."
Covey slightly raised his old eyelids and said slowly.
Invisible pressure spread along the narrow corridor, and all the officers who were standing beside him and hesitated to speak fell silent again.
Under the spread of this coercion, Fa En, who was standing aside, turned pale and his breathing stopped slightly.
The tall officer who stood up glanced at Covey, hesitated, and then slowly retreated.
Ho Ao raised his cane and said goodbye to Covey calmly.
Finally, Covey and other officers sent him to the floating fighter plane.
Covey watched He Ao's back walking into the floating fighter plane, and watched until the fighter plane door closed and the fighter plane drove out of the city parking lot.
Seeing the tail flame of the fighter plane disappearing into the darkness, a middle-aged officer who was standing closest to Covey finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and slowly asked, "General, that Lin..."
"He was seriously injured."
Covey suddenly said.
"Um?"
The middle-aged officer was stunned.
"I'm almost dead from my injuries."
Covey slowly added, raising his bracelet and showing the middle-aged officer a message he had just received.
The message on the bracelet described in detail the injuries sustained by Mayor ‘Lynn’, as well as the assassination that ‘Lynn’ had just suffered.
At this time, the middle-aged officer only had confusion in his eyes. He looked in the direction where the floating fighter jet disappeared and asked with some disbelief, "You mean he is seriously injured and on the verge of death now?"
He raised his hand slightly, as if it was difficult to understand, "But he seems to be moving freely, there are no major wounds on his body, and there doesn't seem to be any problem."
The middle-aged officer hesitated for a moment and continued softly, "And when you released the pressure just now, his expression didn't change at all..."
"I'm afraid his wounds are all under his clothes,"
Covey turned around and looked at the direction in which the aerial fighter plane was leaving. He seemed to recall some details of the action, "Our Mayor Lynn has extremely strong willpower and self-control. In this regard, I am not as good as him."
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"If he is seriously injured now, doesn't it mean that now is the best..."
The middle-aged officer hesitated to speak.
"Do you still remember the previous judgment of the staff on Mayor Linn?"
Covey asked hoarsely.
"A qualified and mature politician, a kind person, with good reputation and connections among the people and parliament.
"However, in order to win over allies and establish a governing coalition, he has given away too many things. His foundation is unstable, and his own personality is somewhat indecisive.
"His own power structure cannot support him to realize his ambitions, and he does not even have enough strength and means to deal with the possible strong counterattack from the consortium."
The middle-aged officer said slowly, "He is a good man, but the current situation determines that he will die in the fierce attack of the consortium."
"After seeing him tonight, what kind of person do you think he is?"
Covey asked slowly.
"If it's true that he was injured,"
The middle-aged officer slowly opened his mouth and looked at the dim night in the distance, "I'm afraid his methods and abilities far exceed our expectations of him,"
He paused for a moment, looked at the darkness in the deep rain curtain, and said slowly, "With a seriously injured body, under the gaze of so many of our mechas and dragoon fighters, he entered the 'enemy camp' alone. His performance made me
It even feels like he is a legendary hero in a fairy tale."
Hearing these words, the surrounding officers unconsciously raised their heads and looked toward the darkness outside the parking lot.
Obviously, they have more or less similar thoughts in their minds.
At this moment, the middle-aged officer seemed to understand something. He lowered his head and looked at Covey beside him, "General, he may not be able to control the current situation, and his cabinet does not seem to be friendly enough to us..."
"There are no absolute friends and no absolute enemies in this world."
Covey shook his head slightly, his eyes retracted from the darkness in the distance, and his voice was old and low.
As he said these words, the middle-aged officer knew that the old man in front of him had made his choice. He lowered his head and stopped talking.
All the officers also shut up.
"General,"
At this moment, a voice came from the officer behind him with some panic and confusion, "Leka seems to be missing."
"Wasn't Leka still here just now?"
"He just seemed to be last."
"When did you disappear?"
"This guy is very close to the consortium. Just now when Lin En was here, he wanted to question the general."
"Could he be..."
Everyone looked around quickly, but could not find the figure they were looking for.
"General,"
At this time, the middle-aged officer suddenly raised his bracelet and looked at the message on the bracelet. He looked up at Covey hurriedly, "Leka drove away a Seraph mecha."
As these words were spoken, the surrounding discussions quieted down at this moment.
Everyone seemed to have guessed what Lieka wanted to do when he drove away the mecha.
But none of them seemed to have thought that Lieka would do such a thing.
If he is allowed to get things done, the blame will be placed on General Covey's head this time anyway, and General Covey will have to stage a coup if he doesn't want one.
Confused and panicked, they almost raised their heads and looked at Covey at the same time.
"Send a report to Mayor Lin En and dispatch the first mecha team at the same time,"
Covey stared at the rain curtain outside, his tone was calm and cold, "At all costs, protect the floating fighter plane and kill the defector Leka."
"yes!"
The middle-aged officer nodded immediately.
He raised his bracelet to operate it for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Covey in panic, "Can't find the signal of Mayor Lynn's aerial fighter plane."
boom--
A bright electric light flashed in the sky, and the violent wind and rain seemed to become more violent.
The old man slowly raised his hand and touched the medal on his chest.
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The rain outside the window gradually became heavier. He Ao sat near the cabin door and looked at the scenery outside the window.
They once again passed the formation composed of mechas and dragoon fighters, and once again passed in front of the soldiers.
Different from the chilling attack when they came, this time these soldiers put down their weapons.
The gaze behind the thick hood seemed to be filled with more curiosity.
After the aerial fighter plane left, some mechas turned slightly sideways and used cameras to track the people in the aerial fighter plane.
Everyone knows that the current mayor is sitting in this floating fighter plane, but it seems that only a few people have actually seen the mayor.
Most of the soldiers here may not know what is going on, but they are strictly following the orders of their superiors.
When there are no mandatory orders, they are just ordinary people with their own joys, sorrows and joys, and they are also curious about what the real mayor looks like.
He Ao stretched out his hand and opened both the left and right hatches this time.
He sat at the cabin door, looking calmly and gently at every mecha and dragoon outside the window.
It seemed that no one expected He Ao to do this, and the mechas and fighter planes surrounding the outside were obviously a little panicked.
Some mechas that were turning sideways to track the aerial fighters with their cameras hurriedly turned back, as if they were pretending that nothing happened.
In Linn's memory, many citizens of Yilan City would stand on the roadside and watch when the mayor passed by.
In fact, they may not like Lin En very much, they just gather around to watch the excitement and see what the theoretical supreme ruler of this city looks like.
At this time, Lin En will try his best to return a sincere and gentle look to everyone who pays attention to him.
And now, He Ao also tries his best to return the gaze of everyone who pays attention to him.
There didn't seem to be any change in the surrounding mechas and dragoon fighters, but under the silent rain curtain, there seemed to be some kind of special emotion gradually spreading.
The fighter plane that was originally blocked in front of the floating fighter did not move out of the way very quickly, which somewhat affected the forward speed of the floating fighter.
But I don’t know when the moving fighter planes became faster and the lines formed by the fighter planes became smoother.
They were like an army waiting for a review, with workers standing on both sides in a tidy manner.
The floating fighter jet quickly left the area densely packed with war machines.
At this time, He Ao stood up. He looked at the mechas and fighter planes that were retreating behind him. He gently raised his hand, put it on his chest with a half-clenched fist, and performed a military salute in the hazy rain curtain.
At this moment, the towering mechas raised their arms almost simultaneously, returning the same courtesy to He Ao.
The splashing rain curtain was turned into hazy rain and mist by the huge machinery, and the dragoon fighter planes also tilted their bodies slightly, like arms tilted in the air.
That is the unique 'etiquette' of this kind of fighter aircraft.
All the fighters and mechas stood in the darkness, watching He Ao go away on the floating fighter plane.
The rain in the night became heavier and heavier, and until the aerial fighter plane completely disappeared from sight, they slowly lowered their arms and returned to level.
These machines began to gather up and prepare to return.
In this hazy rain curtain, a last mecha broke away from the team.
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"Mr. Mayor, you seem to be well respected by those soldiers."
Fawn, who was sitting in the driver's seat, held the control column and asked softly.
"They just returned the favor,"
He Ao sat back on the chair, holding the brass cane in his hand, staring at the rain curtain outside the open hatch, "Actually, I have always had a question, Fawn."
"Um?"
Fan was a little confused and glanced at the old man sitting at the door through the rearview mirror.
"Am I sorry for you in any way?"
Raindrops fell on the outer shell of the floating fighter plane, making a crisp sound, and the hoarse voice of the old man sitting in the back row slowly sounded.
