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Chapter 237: One Punch Breaks the Way Home


On the outskirts of the capital, in the Charter Bureau.

Cui Judong, 42 years old, assistant to the head of the Federal Charter Bureau, has been in the most mysterious and special institution of the Federation for 20 years, with flashy hair on his head and more wrinkles on his brow.

The relaxed working environment would not have made him age so quickly, but the old director surnamed Tai was always used to throwing everything to him to do, and the heavy pressure and tedious affairs were about to overwhelm him.

He sat at his desk and watched the guy on the light screen speak extremely coldly, and couldn't help but sigh softly, feeling that there were a few more wrinkles on his forehead and a few more gray hairs.

Although he has experienced countless major events in the Charter Bureau over the years, those major events that federal citizens may never know, he still can't help but feel a little cold in his heart when he hears this return today.

This universe is so big, but the Federation and the Empire just collided together, probably because of the will of the creator, so that two similar carbon-based life societies began to collide with each other violently before they were psychologically prepared.

Philosophers and anthropologists have been trying to find out the biological kinship between the Commonwealth and the Empire, and have even pointed their suspicious gaze at the Barbarian Age countless years ago.

Most scholars have come to a consensus, but no evidence has been found for the time being.

They believe that the human society that suddenly met the Federation nearly a hundred years ago should be a branch of the Federation back then.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why an empire suddenly appeared in the universe, and the life in this empire is not like the aliens in the movie with eight legs, natural insect shells, and incessant acid spraying, but like the people in the Federation, they can walk, think, love, anger, and hate Assistant Director Cui Judong looked at the file in his hand in a daze, looked at the photo of Congressman Medellin on the file, and felt that his body was as cold as falling into an arctic ice pit.

The two sides have been at war for decades, and they have already formed a deep blood feud that cannot be resolved at all, but who would have thought that as early as decades ago, the empire had actually made such an incredible situation Cui Judong stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the busy staff in the hall downstairs, his brows couldn't help frowning.

The people who went to Bermuda from the Xilin Military Region have not yet sent back the news, and the records of human trafficking more than 60 years ago may indeed have been destroyed long ago, but the biological samples retrieved by the special team of the Second Military Region from the grave digging in Qinglong Mountain are still on the journey.

In S2, the special team sent by the direct order of the Charter Bureau has made a preliminary comparison of the biological samples of the two sides, which can basically confirm the Charter Bureau's suspicion of the congressman, but the problem is that the matter is very high, even with the transcendent status of the Charter Bureau in the Federation, if you can't get ironclad evidence, it will be difficult to convince the political axe to do something.

The hall was filled with panic, and in response to one of the most incredible sequences of events in the history of the Federation, the Charter Bureau had set up a task force for the first time.

The reason why the old bureau chief, surnamed Tai, wanted to set up this task force without the political axe was precisely because the target of their investigation, whether within the political axe or in the lower institutions, had an unimaginable number of partners and fanatical supporters.

In order to maintain secrecy, the charter bureau's covert investigation even concealed it from the president's official residence and the federal management committee, and it was precisely because of the need for secrecy that the charter bureau, which had always been only responsible for information collection and never carried out specific affairs, did not have the full support of the federal bureau this time, and it showed a rare jerkiness and panic.

The door of the office was pushed open, and a member of the task force hurriedly walked in, flipped through the case file in his hand in a panic, and said: "The goal is to leave S2 today and go to the Xilin front line to visit the army." ” "I'm afraid I'm going to run away on the road."

Cui Judong's heart felt a chill, waved his hand to signal the staff member to retreat, and then picked up the phone in his hand and dialed a number.

Not long after the inauguration ceremony of the Federal President began in front of the Parliament Hill in the Capital D.C., President Pabul's 10-minute speech continued, and the guests and ordinary people at the top and bottom of the stone steps listened carefully to every word with excitement or calm.

No one noticed that a strange atmosphere had hung over the viewing platform.

These bigwigs in the upper echelons of the Federation seemed to be a little disturbed by a certain news, and although they immediately calmed down, those old faces and deep eyes shone with different meanings.

The head of the FBI was the director of the FBI who first learned about the attack on the S2 Peace Foundation building, and the director of the FBI, who was standing in the second row of the viewing platform, heard the shocking news just two minutes after the alarm sounded inside the foundation building.

At this time, he could not analyze who had the audacity to commit such a sensational horrific incident on the day of the president's inauguration.

The director held the phone, occasionally glanced up at President Pabur who was giving a speech on the stage, frowned slightly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, whispered instructions to his subordinates, and then quietly walked behind Mr.

National Security Adviser, and said a few words lightly.

The National Security Adviser was smiling at His Excellency the President on the stone steps, hoping that President Pabur would see the projection of his sincere feelings.

Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him, and his face immediately became gloomy, and he turned back and said something in a low voice.

The actions of these two big men suddenly fell into the eyes of many people, and the guests on the viewing platform couldn't help but wonder in their hearts what had happened to make these two big men get together to discuss despite the fact that President Pabul was still giving the most important speech.

Immediately afterwards, the director of the Secret Service, who had been silently guarding behind President Shi Steps, suddenly pressed the metal particles in his ear, the expression on his face changed slightly, and then quietly took two steps back and whispered something.

The guests on the viewing platform were undoubtedly some of the brightest and most discerning people in the Federation, and the Secret Service's heterogeneous color fell into their eyes, and combined with the scene they had noticed earlier, they were sure that something big must have happened.

In an inconspicuous position in the penultimate row of the viewing platform, Mrs.

Tai, who was wearing a black windbreaker, slowly put down the phone in her hand, and a trace of anger flashed in her normally calm eyes, which turned cold.

Immediately afterwards, the Liyuan Palace, which was standing quietly in the crowd, and the heads of the seven families of the Federation, all knew about the violent assassination that was happening on S2 through their respective intelligence channels, and the faces of all those who knew the inside story changed slightly.

They may not know who the assassins are, and they don't care about the lives of the Medellín Councillors, but they are concerned that the current situation in the Federation is under their control and creation with the other, but at this time, there are some disobedient little people who try to destroy everything they have agreed upon, so they are shocked and angry.

President Pabul's speech on the stone steps continued, but the strange atmosphere on the viewing platform was getting stronger and stronger.

In the most important part of the Federation, it has become a little strange because of an assassination in the distance.

The National Security Adviser quietly walked up the stone steps, came behind Mr.

Vice President-elect and said a few words, and then pointed to the back of President Pabur, who shook his head anxiously.

Many more looked at the front row of the viewing platform, and they wondered how the old director of the Federal Charter Bureau would react.

President Pabur, who had taken the oath of office, also noticed the strangeness of his subordinates and guests, and he continued his policy speech with his eyes squinted, but the corner of his eye swept over the head of the charter bureau.

In the eyes of everyone, the white-haired Director Tai is looking at his nose and nose, as if he doesn't know anything, in fact, he knows very well why the abnormality at the presidential inauguration ceremony happened at this time, in fact, he is the first person in the capital SAR to know about the S2 assassination.

At this moment, the telephone in his arms vibrated and he left the viewing platform with a crutch and in an old state, and walked towards the back of the stage in the company of his subordinates, as if it were not the inauguration of the president at this time, and His Excellency President Pabur was not giving a speech.

The old director took the phone and listened silently for a while, and then said slowly: "How long has Xu Le been in?"

"Fourteen minutes and twenty-seven seconds."

Assistant Director Cui Judong on the other end of the phone gave an extremely precise answer.

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"Well, it looks like you can't count on him anymore."

When the old chief heard the answer, he lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Do you think he will escape?"

"He was scheduled to leave S2 today, but the problem is that now I don't know where the spaceship he is preparing is."

Cui Judong said in a deep voice on the other end of the phone: "And he has a special identity, and there is no evidence in the bureau now, so it is inconvenient to issue instructions directly." ” The old director was silent for a long time and said, "What our Charter Bureau said is evidence. ” Cui Judong on the other end of the phone didn't say anything more, just listened quietly.

"Comb through all the aircraft that S2 will leave today, if Medellin is really leaving."

The old director's voice paused slightly, "Knock him down directly." ” The phone hung up, and the old director glanced back at the parliament hill in the cold winter, his eyes slowly fell on the lady on the viewing platform, and then frowned and glanced at the so-called big people on the stage.

These bigwigs who like to play politics only know about the assassination of Medellín, but they don't know what Medellín means to the Federation.

A faint hint of mockery flashed in the old director's eyes.

As far as he was concerned, as long as the Charter Bureau began to pay attention, no one in the Federation could avoid the glory of the Charter, and the same was true of the Medellín Congressman who was well versed in the political ills of the Federation.

All the military dignitaries and dignitaries gathered in the S1 capital, and Medellín left on the occasion of the presidential inauguration, a guy who was really smart to the bone.

Without the order of the military, who dares to stop Medellín's departure, if that person really enters the depths of the vast universe, who can stop Medellín's return Director Tai sighed softly, shook his head, and walked towards Admiral Hong Yuliang, the commander of the Federal Fleet, if the Charter Bureau wants to forcibly snatch the temporary command authority of the fleet and take down the spaceship that Medellin is riding, at least say hello to this strong woman.

Of course, Director Tai also knows very well that without trial, the Chartist Bureau will inevitably pay a very heavy price for killing a congressman, a popular vice presidential candidate, and this price will probably be his early retirement.

But he didn't hesitate.

His Majesty the Emperor had used that Senator to play with the Federation for so many years, and as the head of the Charter Bureau, he felt endless shame, and if he could still let Medellín leave alive today, he would have committed suicide.

Oak State Garrison District Command of the 2nd Federal Military Region.

"The third call from the Foundation building for emergency reinforcements, the enemy is attacking too fast and has a lot of firepower."

A lieutenant staff officer quickly ran behind the commander of the garrison and said with an ugly face: "Commander, do you want to send a combat team over?"

"Send a fart" The commander of the garrison area did not pay attention to the urgent request of his subordinates at all, stared at the holographic imaging map on the light screen with reddish eyes, looked at the clearly visible thermal image traces on the map, looked at the analysis number that had been flashing next to him, and then listened to the extremely noisy voice of the staff on the other side, and all the emotions in his heart were vented.

He turned his head and glared at the staff officer fiercely, and said: "The Qinglong Mountain army is fully dispatched, and the entire military region is deploying defenses, and you want me to send someone to protect a bullshit parliamentarian at this time, because you want me to go to a military court."

The staff officer was speechless.

In the early hours of this morning, the Qinglong Mountain Army, which had not made any major military moves for several years, suddenly went against the norm and sent a four-way army to march out of the mountain along the crooked mountain roads in the mountains, and the momentum was extremely compelling.

Although the military operation did not break through the side of the Line of Actual Control between the two sides at this time, this high-pressure posture made the federal troops stationed around the four states around the mountains feel an unprecedented pressure.

Is there really going to be a war?

At this critical moment, the news of the attack on the Peace Foundation building was forgotten by all the officers of the Second Military District of the Federation from top to bottom, and there was a priority, and the big war was imminent, who would pay attention to this kind of thing For the people of the Second Military District, an old wolf raised by the army like Medellín, the sooner he died, the better, and the sudden attack of the army just gave them this kind of excuse for peace of mind.

It was precisely because of the sudden battle-ready posture of the Qinglongshan Army that it had been nearly 20 minutes since the Foundation Building, which was in the midst of a hail of bullets, was attacked, and the Second Military Region did not have the slightest intention of going to support.

"What do these wolf cubs in the mountains want to do" The commander of the garrison area stared coldly at the more and more red dots on the map, and his heart was extremely cold, his immediate boss, the commander of the Second Military Region, was attending the presidential inauguration ceremony in the capital today, but at this time, Qinglong Mountain suddenly poured out, and the situation was quite suspicious.

A loud explosion resounded in a mountainous area in the four states around the mountains, which was not the front line of the battle between the political axe army and the army, but an abandoned factory that no one had noticed.

"Report, mission success."

A soldier in a camouflage uniform came to the forest and whispered to the middle-aged man in a straw hat.

He smiled and patted the subordinate on the shoulder, looking back at the place where the green smoke had risen.

At this time, the comrades in the mountains should have put on a posture of all-out attack, and the Second Military Region must not have noticed the movement on the Medellín side under this high-pressure situation.

There is a makeshift spaceship take-off and landing base in the abandoned factory, and this is probably the back road prepared by Medellín.

He looked at the green smoke there, and thought of the acquaintance and competition with Medellín in this life, and his mood became slightly cold.

Although he claims to be the most famous intelligence leader in the 37th Constitutional Calendar, he is not an agency like the Federal Charter Office after all, so he does not know Medellín's true identity, and he cannot understand why Medellín is in a hurry to leave.

But now that he found out about this, he reacted to it.

He fought with Medellín for many years, and in the end he didn't know who won and who lost, but at least today, he cut off Medellín's support in the political axe, and cut off Medellín's back road, and he has done everything he can.

On the top of the hill southwest of the Peace Foundation building, a black workbench was lonely among the fallen leaves, surrounded by several corpses, blood flowing slowly down the red leaves, and the handsome man who was supposed to be guarding the workbench to provide technical support to Xu Le had disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he went.

Inside the Foundation building, many people have died, and some are still alive.

The sound of bullets screeching came and went, but never stopped.

The bullet marks and debris on the walls of the building fully prove how tragic this story has been from the beginning to the present.

Every now and then a dull sound sounds, walls are blasted through, and partners are blown to pieces.

In the blood and smoke, the hearts of the building's security personnel were about to be frozen, they didn't know who the second intruder who infiltrated the building was, although this person may not be as elusive as the previous one, but the absolute professional military quality and the terrible weapon in his hand were like a black wall of death, blocking in front of them.

Shi Qinghai, who was covered in blood, was holding a Sanqi brand cigarette and holding the ACW, guarding in front of the last passage in the East Third District, with shiny bullet casings in front of him and behind him, as well as a carry-on box.

ACW trembled violently, spitting gunfire.

His lips were a little white and trembling as he was chewing a cigarette, and he didn't know how long he could hold on, but he could only clearly feel that his blood was flowing out along those bullet holes.

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There were more dense bullet marks on the glass door, and the high-hardness material showed no signs of breaking, and in the middle of the bullet marks that had been hit out of a circle by Xu Le, there were three more neat lines, like a big "person" written in a circle.

The sluggling hair of the Medellin Councillor squinted at Xu Le outside the glass door through these slight bullet marks.

Until this time, he still firmly believed that as long as he stayed in the safe house for a little longer, those forces loyal to him would come to his aid, and even if all those loyal to him died, the federal axe would not be able to watch his death cause the stirring, and the people of the Second Military Region would come to his rescue.

Once he left the Foundation building, he was able to reach the base that no one knew about, leave S2 in a spaceship, and disappear silently into Bermuda on the long journey to Xilin, and then return to his hometown.

It will be a long journey home, and he will be greeted with unprecedented achievements and a warm welcome from his relatives.

However, this councillor did not expect that there were many people who did not know his true identity, but still tried all their strength to keep him here or kill him for reasons that seemed to him to be nonsensical.

For example, Shi Qinghai who fought bloodily outside the room, such as Xu Le outside the glass door at this time.

Even if he can leave the building, he can't leave S2, and even if he leaves S2, he will be greeted by artillery fire from the Space Fleet under the ruthless authority of the Charter Bureau.

Of course, if Xu Le hadn't come in silently today, maybe Medellin would have disappeared into the vast universe long ago before the Charter Bureau began to act.

The glass door was not broken, Xu Le lowered his head, not disappointed, he took out a nutrition bar and chewed it in a big gulp, and then sat down in the open space in front of the glass door, closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep.

Councillor Medellín squinted at his strange movements, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart, but he did not know where this uneasiness came from.

Suddenly, he understood that his uneasiness came from the other party's calmness, and the young man outside the door had always maintained absolute calmness, which seemed quite terrifying.

Medellin gently turned the pen in his hand, his pupils shrunk, this pen hid something very important, there were specific data on the two passages of the Evening Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor, and a very small chip.

If he hadn't lost the election, he might not have thought of going home, but he had acquired enough precious things that he would be able to go home with confidence.

At this moment, Medellín's homesickness overwhelmed the fear of the current situation.

Earlier, Medellin had said to Xu Le through the door that although you are a genius engineer, you cannot open this security door.

Xu Le, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes at this time, looked at the parliamentarian behind the door, and said, "My physics is very good. ” As soon as the words fell, his body began to tremble violently after breathing, his face turned pale, but his pupils were extraordinarily bright.

He strode forward, let out a loud shout, and instantly transmitted all the power in his body to his right arm, and punched out like lightning There is no need for tools, humans are the first machines, and Xu Le only believes in his fists.

The punch hit right in the middle of the herringbone where the bullet lines converged.

There was a muffled sound, and it seemed that the whole room began to tremble.

With the sound of paper being torn, a crack suddenly appeared on the glass door that was extremely hard, and the glass door that no bullet could penetrate To be continued: