Roigne was dumbfounded. The troops guarding the palace were the most elite direct descendants, but they actually defected in the face of battle. You can imagine how demoralized the troops were.
There is no way to save it!
This is the most appropriate way to describe Roigne.
Others participating in the meeting were also panicked. They didn't know what the angry people would do to them when they rushed in. More than a dozen soldiers loyal to Roigne rushed into the conference room and evacuated with the distraught Roigne. They left the conference room only a few steps away.
As soon as he took a step, he was forced back by the swarming crowd.
More than a dozen soldiers stood guard at the door of the conference room with stern expressions and raised their guns. Fortunately, the crazy crowd just blocked the outside and had no intention of rushing in.
Godfrey Lulay and others contacted their respective armed forces, but they were unable to contact each other. They all looked at each other in confusion. The people in Roigne all turned against each other, not to mention the mob they had gathered. They should have been mentally prepared for the current situation.
right.
The palace turned into a sea of civilians, and most people walked here for the first time in their lives. However, people were very restrained and did not cause damage. They cheered and even danced to celebrate victory and the king's imminent return.
They don't quite understand what democracy and human rights are, and they can't tell how much it has to do with them, but they know how important it is to live a stable life away from war.
If you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace.
Living in turmoil and war, there is no democracy.
Yang Chen, who was approaching the city, soon learned of the great changes in the city and that the remaining strength of the coup coalition had been wiped out by the anger of hundreds of thousands of civilians. He immediately ordered the King's Guard to enter the city first to maintain order.
In the evening, Hargreth regained his composure.
In the military camp outside the city, Hatoni met with the leaders of the coup factions and promised not to pursue them. Several people headed by Godfrey Lulay knelt down and bowed to Hatoni with gratitude. Roigne was not among these people. The moment the king's guard took control of the palace, Ruigne
Nie pulled out a gun and committed suicide, ending his life.
After Godfrey Lulay kowtowed, he stood up and glanced at Yang Chen, who was sitting in front of Hatoni. Even if they met for the first time, he knew who he was.
Arctic fox leader.
The evil spirits that roam the East African continent.
It was the young man in front of him who failed them completely, and he saw that Hatoni and Yang Chen were not just an employer-employee relationship.
What on earth does this person want to do?
Godfrey Lulay racked his brains to guess.
That night, Hatoni held a banquet in the military camp to celebrate the victory.
The next day, Hatoni entered the city in an open car. The seven-year-old king acted like a child and forced Yang Chen to get into the car and ride with him all the way. Hundreds of thousands of people lined the road to welcome Hagris.
Arctic Fox's snipers are deployed to control all the highest points along the road. The little king enters the city in a convertible, which is somewhat risky, and the security measures must be watertight.
In the back seat of the open-top float, Hatton was wearing a king's dress, holding Yang Chen's hand tightly with one hand, and waving his other small hand to the people who lined the streets to welcome him.
Yang Chen was overjoyed.
In just three months, the little guy has lost some of his immaturity and gained a bit of stability that most children don't have. He is as if he was born to be a king.
Family background and education are indeed important, and there is one more thing... Adversity makes the little guy transform. Yang Chen couldn't help but think of the poor children in China's impoverished mountainous areas who were forced to "maturing early" due to the pressure of life, just like Erya and Ten back then.
The weak little girl next year will support a family.
Adversity is a precious asset in life, Yang Chen always thinks so, because adversity has made him what he is today, as well as Hatoni beside him.
The convoy moved forward slowly.
The people who lined the streets to welcome him happily shouted long live the king.
A similar scene, even if Yang Chen was completely confused, had only seen it on TV and had never experienced it in person before, it was inevitable that he would be filled with emotion at this moment.
It took more than half an hour for the motorcade to drive into the palace compound. Above the palace hall, Westland elites and celebrities gathered together. The moment Hatoni took Yang Chen's hand and stepped onto the steps of the main entrance of the palace, more than two hundred people
They all bent down and bowed.
The Kingdom of Westland bows three times and bows nine times.
Prostration is a unique ritual system of the Chinese feudal dynasty.
Yang Chen sent Hatoni to the king's throne, then turned back and stood in the front row of the crowd. The next "performance" had to be completed by Hatoni himself.
After Hatoni finished his opening remarks in an orderly manner and memorized them by heart, he issued the first royal decree, announcing the reorganization of the cabinet and the implementation of a constitutional monarchy. Through the constitution, the people's sovereignty was established to the maximum extent and became a de facto republic.
Everyone applauded warmly.
After the constitutional government, the royal family will give up real power and lose control of the national wealth, which means that a lot of opportunities will come to politicians and businessmen.
The politicians, businessmen and celebrities present were happy from the bottom of their hearts.
The grand and complicated ceremony lasted for more than an hour and came to an end. When the people who came to congratulate him had dispersed, Hatoni walked to Yang Chen, raised his face, and said seriously: "Uncle, I want you to be the prime minister."
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Uganda, Kampala.
The president is still in a coma, the military has stepped up vigilance, and an invisible atmosphere of tension pervades the city. At around 10 o'clock in the evening, the streets are deserted, with only patrolling military police remaining.
On the street not far from the Presidential Palace, a patrol team had just passed by. More than a dozen black shadows flashed across the street like ghosts, disappearing silently into the shadows of the street buildings. They continued to approach the Presidential Palace, as if they were in a deserted land.
The secret sentry was in vain until they sneaked into the Presidential Palace and no one discovered them. However, they silenced them before they could make any reaction.
"Remember, stop fighting, we only have one minute." The leader warned his companions. It was Scorpion's voice. As a veteran of the Arctic Fox, he personally took risks just to avenge his previous shame.
He was wearing night clothes and carrying a pistol with a silencer in both hands. Wherever he passed, no guard escaped the fate of being shot in the head, all the way to the presidential bedroom.
"When a person is alive, he should be injected with drugs such as sedatives." A person quickly approached the bedside and briefly inspected the physical condition of the person on the bed.
"take away!"
Scorpion smiled coldly and took the man on the bed away to see how Momboka, who had attacked the Arctic Fox base camp, could continue to act. If it comes to conspiracy, the Arctic Fox could be the ancestor of that bastard.
The two effortlessly lifted up the people on the bed. Xie Zi led the others to protect the outside. They returned the same way and walked to the door of the building when they encountered a group of guards who discovered something unusual and rushed into the building.
"Kill me..."
Scorpion shouted coldly and ruthlessly while raising his guns and spraying bullets with both guns. He was more domineering than Ponyboy in the movie. More than a dozen guards had no chance to fight back. They fell to the ground one after another under the vicious shots of Arctic Fox.
In order of priority.
The murderous men stepped on the warm bodies of the guards, dripping with blood, and rushed out of the building where the president lived and lived. Suddenly...a piercing alarm bell echoed.
The lights in the courtyard of the Presidential Palace were all bright, and rapid, dense, and chaotic footsteps, gurgling shouts and scoldings, mixed with barking dogs, were coming from all directions.
Completely exposed.
Scorpion gritted his teeth, changed the magazine, and prepared to fight.
