Not surprisingly, he was blocked outside the Presidential Office by a group of people.
"Director Kalki, President Singh is very busy." Mark Liu, the director of the office, walked out. Mark Liu is a handsome Chinese guy with shiny black hair and parted hair. As a descendant of the Gaia family, he is picky about his appearance.
To the point of being meticulous, even though today he had to escape all the way and was inevitably in a state of embarrassment, he still showed the cool and unrestrained demeanor of a young boy in front of Kalki.
"I must get authorization from the president to mobilize special service forces to attack terrorists." Karki explained his purpose.
"Is this... Mr. President has already discussed it with the security advisers in charge and will get back to you right away." Mark Liu waved his hand in front of his face, meaning to let the acting director calm down, but he couldn't help but raise his hand.
With his orchid fingers and excessive delicacy in his movements, he is often misunderstood as a gay.
"You must give me a reply immediately. Time is running out before the next terrorist attack!" Kalki replied stiffly.
Facing a tall man with a military bearing who was forcing himself, Mark Liu could no longer remain calm.
"There's no point in waiting here. Let me tell you the truth. All presidential authorizations to use force must be voted by Congress." Mark Liu waved his hand again and rolled his eyes. "You can't get the presidential authorization to use force."<
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Kalki thought to himself: The President of Gaia turned out to be similar to Emperor Plato, similar to a rubber stamp. The Congress of Gaia was similar to Plato's Senate. For the first time, Kalki had an understanding of Gaia's politics.
"It's almost three hours, look! Your people are so panicked." He gestured to the left and right with his eyes, because the location of the underground government had not been activated for hundreds of years, and many facilities were already outdated. After they first moved in, the staff were a little nervous.
I couldn't find the north, so I could only rush back and forth. "Mangxing City is so big that it is impossible to defend against it. Now you have directly removed the security forces and went to various high-end areas outside the city. The terrorists have been deployed for a long time. You can only sit back and wait for death."<
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After seeing that Mark Liu and Director Aziz had the same characteristic, that is, they never interrupted the leader's speech and always listened attentively, Kalki continued speaking calmly.
"With every terrorist attack, your Green Party's support rate will plummet, and soon it will be zero. If you want to become the most reprehensible government in the history of Gaia, then you should just give up. The authority of the government will be wiped out.
, the people have lost their support, and the Green Party will no longer be able to govern."
Mark Liu's facial muscles were twitching slightly, looking very nervous.
"I will take full responsibility. A surprise operation in front of the entire people of Gaia can at least save the people's hearts. As for bypassing Congress, you always have a way, such as emergency bills, extraordinary states..."
"Okay... okay..." Mark Liu waved his hands habitually, showing a very helpless expression. Since the scapegoat was so proactive, he couldn't refuse.
In the end, he finally successfully obtained the presidential authorization to dispatch the special service armed attack, so that as the acting director of the Department of Homeland Security, he obtained full command of the military operation.
When Kalki returned to his department, it was different from the suspicion and alienation he felt when he first entered. Although these Gaians could not completely trust him, their eyes already treated him with a lot of respect. The mobilization of 5 million soldiers
The power is in his hands. In other words, he is now truly the most powerful person in Gaia.
"How are the various important military defenses in Star City going?" Kalki asked his men. In his mind, he positioned himself as Plato's Minister of Internal Affairs, so that he could quickly enter his identity.
"The 60 military bases have basically been deployed," a black staff officer replied.
"Basic?"
"Uh... our department has just resumed normal operations. Later, many people were removed from our staff and went to martial law outside the city." The young staff officer seemed very embarrassed. In this regard, the new director is very different from his predecessor. He is a very serious person.
, this will make subordinates who are accustomed to taking advantage of others feel huge pressure.
Kalki frowned.
The 58th Military Base of Star City is a busy transportation base. Every day, countless transport ships transport various minerals from the far reaches of the universe, from "water concentrate", the source of energy, to "soft steel" that can be cast in the space age.
Peladothe, various strange minerals that ordinary people cannot even name. This is the life transportation line that maintains the prosperity of Gaia.
When a whale-type transport ship loaded with "water concentrate" docked for unloading, a robot did not follow the lines marked on the ground, but strangely mixed a small shining box into the transparent transmission tube. All other loading and unloading
The robots were not just immersed in their work, they were working in an orderly manner. This bright spot flew directly into the transport ship.
"Boom——!!"
A huge explosion sounded, followed by a series of raw ores spontaneously combusting in unstable internal reactions, and the entire whale-type transport ship exploded violently.
"It exploded! Oh my god! Run!"
"Sound the fire alarm quickly and release the firefighting drones"
The on-site staff retreated in panic.
The flames and explosions spread through the corridor bridge to another docked transport ship that had been loaded and unloaded. There was another violent explosion, accompanied by a sky-high fire.
The important officials of the Gaia government located in the secret underground command post gathered around the display screen. Everyone was silent when they saw this scene.
"Three terrorist attacks! Are the security agencies free of charge?"
"The traffic lines are closed and you can't go anywhere. What else can these losers do besides disturbing the people?!"
"I will never vote for the Green Party again!"
"Murderer, accomplice of terrorists! Apart from verbal promises, he can't do anything!"
"After Singh came to power, it seems that the front line has not won any big battles. Now even Manxing City is not safe!"
"I have a sister who works in the General Logistics Department, but I have lost contact with her now!"
"Many people died!"
People were almost rioting on the Internet. They vented their dissatisfaction with the Xin Rende government through countless digital posts, voice and videos. The artificial intelligence online commentators had a system crash and temporarily switched to manual comments and deleted posts. President Gaia
The term is 5 years, usually two terms by default. As an Asian, Xin Rende was originally elected and re-elected by pleasing the middle- and lower-class voters who accounted for the vast majority of the population. However, although he boasted during the election, the gap between the rich and the poor during his term
The disparity is getting worse. Corruption in the military is serious. It has been defeated in wars with the Platos one after another. Its performance is even worse than that of the previous government. This time Thomas Ball's betrayal has simply become a breakthrough point for boiling public dissatisfaction.
"The third terrorist attack was successful."
Plato's soldiers, who were divided into groups and began to garrison the fortifications, got the message, and they all had smiles on their faces.
"We have been waiting for more than an hour, and they still dare not attack."
"We all know that the Gaians are extremely cowardly. They only dare to humiliate us when we are disarmed!" A young warrior showed an East Asian face, because wearing Gaia's armor for too long would make him look more and more tired.
It was sweltering, and they estimated that the attack would not be so fast, so they opened their helmets when there was cover.
"Don't underestimate the cunningness of the Gaians."
"For Valhalla!"
"For our fallen comrades! For Valhalla!"
These young people held hands tightly together and decided to live and die together and go to the paradise of the fallen.
When Plato's soldiers encouraged each other with fighting courage, they stood on the steps of the central command headquarters in black knight robes. Thomas Ball stood on the edge of the steps, calmly looking at everything in front of him.
It had been more than twenty years since he had worn the robe of Plato's knight, and the sound of "Thorin" seemed to touch the long-lost memory. He looked down at one side of the robe hanging down, and thought of how it would be blown by the Anahita sea breeze.
Floating beautifully.
The steps in front of him turned into seabirds with exposed white rocks. Below was the rough blue sea. Countless white seabirds flew and screamed on the sea. They were busy preying on the fish floating on the surface.
Mixed with a few beautiful seabirds with scarlet feathers and green beaks, young Thorin watched everything. During the rest period when he was not on combat missions, he would come to the beach to watch the scenery and enjoy a moment of private time.
The sun sets slowly in the west. This is the time when the sea view is at its most beautiful. The young knight stands proudly on the beach, with a vigorous vitality and a pair of clear blue eyes looking at everything with joy.
Waves of melodious bells rang, echoing in the sea and sky.
"Ah! The bell is ringing, dinner is about to be served! I have to go back!" The young man shouted softly and ran away. When the young Plato knight was running, he had a graceful and swift figure like an elf. He rushed towards the huge Bukhara "Trayest Mausoleum", with its antique dovetail-style gables and towers towering high, everything was so ancient.
Thousands of knights, retinues and young page boys all lined up neatly and entered the large dining hall to eat. Everything was just like the monastery life more than a thousand years ago on earth, with rows of long tables and benches, and a group of people filing in.
Entering, a quiet and silent young man entered. The last person to enter was the head of the group sitting at the long table in the center of the last high platform and a large group of entourage.
Today, when Grand Leader Ashla passed by, he suddenly glanced at him with bright eyes, which made the 22-year-old Tolin immediately lower his head in embarrassment.
He knew the reason why the grand leader looked at him. His bun was already loose. The White Tiger Knights had strict grooming requirements. All the young knights around him were neatly dressed and had their buns tied neatly.
They were as refreshing and perfect as angels. Only Thorin found it extremely troublesome to comb his hair, and it pulled tight on his scalp, which was very uncomfortable. When he was washing up in the morning every day, he just scratched his hair. After a day of activities, his original hair became
His hair has the fluffy curls of a teenager, and it naturally becomes unkempt at night. Coupled with a strong sea breeze, this young man with light chestnut hair is like a head full of hair. Sitting among a group of perfect-looking knights, he looks particularly eye-catching.
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"Tolin." After dinner, the leader of Ashla called him alone.
The grand leader looked at the young subordinate with his blue eyes and spoke with a calm and authoritative temperament: "Your hair is messy and should be combed neatly."
"Oh, it's time to go to bed soon..." The young man looked helpless. The leader always strictly demands himself and others in every detail, which is very different from his free nature.
Grand Leader Ashila smiled, with a tolerant attitude of a big brother.
"Okay, I'll comb your hair tomorrow morning."
The grand master always kept his promise. The next morning, he woke up Thorin who slept in the same dormitory early and helped him comb his hair in the grand master's private bathroom.
Ashla gently helped him spread out his light chestnut hair. The white tiger knight's hair was generally not long, just shoulder length, just long enough for a bun. Tolin's hair had graceful curls, just like the carefree look of a young man.
Romantic mood. The chief of the group gently combed his hair with a delicate comb. His fingers were so flexible and strong, and he was so generous and gentle to his subordinates.
Thorin was raised as a fighting machine, and his memories of life lacked warmth and were more frantically reprimanded and scolded by his instructors. For the first time, he felt family-like emotions from the Grand Commander. p>
Ashra gave all the knights a homely feeling in Trayester Mausoleum, but he was absolutely ruthless towards his enemies.
He has seen Ashra chasing and slaughtering Gaia's fleet like a hunter, and these fleets have disappeared like fleeting stars in the universe. He has also seen the Grand Captain massacre Gaia for excitement and fun.
The garrison at the base had surrendered. Thorin looked at the pile of corpses and saw that the boots of his space armor were almost wading through a stream of blood.
Sirius, the Lord of Killing and Invasion. This is the name of Ashla.
"The most handsome grand master, the youngest grand master, the bravest grand master." The White Tiger knights at that time boasted about their grand master in front of the knights of other knights.
"You should be careful, the White Tiger Knights may form a new cult based on Ashla worship." He heard such a sour joke from the grand leader of the "Blue Dragon" Knights in the battlefield restaurant.
Ashla's light was so dazzling that everyone would be eclipsed by his achievements. They indeed loved him with religious piety. While praying in the large prayer room, Torin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at
In the distance, I saw the figure of the Grand Master kneeling and praying, thinking: If the true God came to the world, he should be as perfect as Ashla.
The most unforgettable scene for young Tolin was that Ashla was like an ancient knight riding a White Tiger fighter plane, flying around like a dragon at will in the fierce gunfire. No one could hit him, but he could harvest life like a dragon.
Like the angel of death, he tilted laser missiles crazily at the enemy fleet. Everyone chose combat mode in order to avoid the bullets. However, he was like an ancient warrior who flew with a dragon, so brave and confident, and even with a calm and unhurried grace, he went back and forth with death gracefully.
Dance. The fighter plane shines with a diamond-like phantom, like the dazzling Sirius star emitting white light, dazzling. At this time, these young knights will suddenly forget that they are in a fierce battle, and time will stop here, forever.<
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When Ashla was getting married the next day, almost everyone in the dormitory had lost sleep. The young people were tossing and turning on the single beds. They were reluctant to leave Bukhara. All the married knights had to leave Bukhara and move to the married
A community of people, they are about to be separated from the great leader who was once inseparable.
Young Thorin turned over and sat up and looked up into the distance. The leader was sleeping peacefully, with his blond hair hanging around, like a peaceful angel.