A week later, Charlotte officially returned to Comoro under the protection of the X Mercenary Group.
The small country of Comoro suddenly turned into a sea of cheers and flowers.
Charlotte's popularity in Comoro was originally very high. Now she has returned to Comoro and is said to be preparing to be crowned queen. Everyone dislikes this kind-hearted daughter of the royal family.
After Gary's death, Lausanne had lost his bargaining chip. Even if he wanted to become king on his own, he would not be able to succeed because the Gauls had completely turned to Charlotte, including the entire NATO member states and many in the United Nations.
Member states support Princess Charlotte.
The reason is simple, Gary's video has made headlines around the world and has been played on TV time and time again.
The video of him shooting his brother was even uploaded to the web, and its click-through rate ranked first among major news websites.
Even if Gary hadn't died today, he would probably have been drowned alive in the spit of viewers around the world.
Seeing that the situation was over, Lausanne chose to protect himself, voluntarily surrendered to Charlotte, extended an olive branch, and was willing to hand over all real power. All members of the family quit the military, donated half of their family property, and swore allegiance to Charlotte in exchange for
Safety.
This day was very lively.
Everyone gathered in the large square in front of the palace to sing and dance, and listen to Princess Charlotte, who was about to become queen, deliver a national speech.
In order to show their support for Charlotte, the Gauls also sent an ambassador. Of course, Boris was among the envoys and attended this event with a disguised identity.
"Why don't you go on stage and say a few words?"
Lao Yu, who was wearing an agent's headset, glanced at Princess Charlotte, who was standing a few meters in front and delivering a speech to thousands of people. He turned his head and said to Qin Fei, "You are the great contributor to this matter."
"For people like us, it's best to show less and be in the limelight and die quickly." Qin Fei said while looking around.
The crowd was huge and the people were very enthusiastic.
Qin Fei pressed the earphone and asked the crosshairs who were responsible for counter-sniping from a high place.
"Call the crosshair, please answer when you receive it."
There is no response from the headphones.
Qin Fei glanced at the clock tower of the palace where the crosshair was located with some doubts. It was the commanding height and could overlook the entire square.
In addition to the security personnel sent by the military this time, Qin Fei also arranged for Crosshair and Eric to be responsible for counter-sniper missions, Yuri was responsible for on-site communication monitoring, Zhao Xin was responsible for remote-control drones to monitor the surrounding situation, and the rest of the team members
Charlotte will be personally protected next to the ceremonial stage. The newly formed palace guards will be responsible for the inner circle of security, and the military will be responsible for the outer circle.
"Call the crosshair, I'm Qin Fei, please answer if you hear me."
"What happened?" Old Yu also frowned.
Qin Fei's heart suddenly rose to his throat. Could something have happened?
If you are a killer, one of the best assassination plans is to find the counter-sniper security guard and kill him to take his place.
"Zhao Xin! Use the drone to check the position of the crosshair immediately."
"Okay, Brother Qin." Zhao Xin immediately controlled the drone, climbed up to a height, flew over the palace wall, and climbed steadily to the top of the bell tower.
After adjusting the lens, Zhao Xin saw the crosshair.
"Brother Qin, the target person is in position..."
"In position? Why didn't you see him answer me?" Qin Fei couldn't help but feel doubtful, "Zhao Xin, go up and have a look and see what's wrong with him."
"OK."
After Zhao Xin left, Lao Yu couldn't help but said to Qin Fei: "Qin Fei, there's something wrong with the sight these days."
"What's wrong?" Qin Fei has been busy preparing to return to Comoro with Charlotte these days. All the complex security plans and envoys from various countries have made him overwhelmed, and he has no time to pay attention to the crosshairs.
status.
"Is it because the injury from last time hasn't healed yet?"
"It's good soon." Lao Yu said, "I guess he is hurt in his heart."
"Are you talking about PTSD?" Qin Fei suddenly realized that maybe he really should have a psychiatrist.
"I guess it's because I saw him drinking on the balcony a few times at night and asked him what he was doing without saying anything, but I could tell from the look in his eyes that the last shooting had a greater impact on him."
Qin Fei recalled that day, when the crosshair was hit on his helmet and the bullet flew away, but his cervical vertebra was compressed and he passed out instantly.
Maybe this feeling is not much different from dying instantly after being shot.
What's more, it's different from being hit on the hands and feet.
He was hit in the head with a 12.7mm caliber bullet. That night, the crosshair really saved his life from the eyes of the God of Death.
The scientific name of PTSD is post-traumatic stress disorder, which refers to the symptoms after an individual experiences, witnesses or encounters one or more actual deaths involving themselves or others, or is threatened by death, or is seriously injured, or has a threat to physical integrity.
Resulting in the delayed onset and persistence of mental disorders in individuals.
This disease is a psychological symptom. For people like me, it usually appears when they first go to the battlefield.
When Zhao Xin first joined the team, Qin Fei took him on an assassination mission in South Sudan just to make him face death and see if he could survive it.
People who can't survive it often suffer from PTSD, and from then on they don't even dare to touch a gun.
However, this symptom does not necessarily appear in new recruits. Sometimes it also occurs in veterans. When you crawl back from the brink of death, or witness some extremely horrific battle scenes, similar situations can be induced.
"Call Brother Qin." Zhao Xin looked for Qin Fei in the channel.
Qin Fei immediately replied: "Zhao Xin, how is the sight?"
"He's fine, but..." Zhao Xin seemed a little hesitant.
"Say, what's the matter?"
"His condition is not good..." Zhao Xin said: "I think he is not suitable for the mission. It is better for him to go back and have a rest, and I will take his place."
"Okay, let him go back and rest." After Qin Fei finished speaking, he turned back to Lao Yu and said, "When the meeting is over, let's go check the crosshair."
At this time, Charlotte had finished speaking, and there was a wave of applause from the audience.
"Do you feel that this little princess is becoming more and more like a queen?" Old Yu couldn't help but said.
Qin Fei sighed: "If you can be innocent forever, who will choose maturity..."
Indeed, for Charlotte, her father died, her most reliable brother died, and even the maid she had grown up with betrayed her.
This world may be too unreliable for Charlotte, and she has no choice but to grow up as quickly as possible.
"Look, the Gallic Chicken is on stage." Old Fish said, while licking his lips toward the stand-up microphone on the stage in front of him.
The French ambassador stood in front of the microphone and began an impassioned speech.
In his speech, the Gauls became the heroes who helped Charlotte recover. Even Gary used to manufacture and sell drugs, and killed more than 200 construction workers. These crimes were exposed by them, including those that are now used in various countries.
The two videos played on major media were also provided by them...
"Wow! What nonsense!" Old Yu couldn't help it, "Why did you give all the credit to the Gallic Chicken?"
"Old fish, this is politics. Gallic chickens want face." Qin Fei looked in the direction of Boris, and saw the well-dressed bald middle-aged intelligence chief looking towards him.
The two of them nodded slightly and showed polite smiles.