Through the blood-stained crimson vision, Mu En stared at the thin young imperial officer in front of him, and from this person's dark eyes and the black hair pressed under the military hat, he confirmed that the other party was a nobleman and maybe even a member of the imperial family, but he didn't know what his identity was.
He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, coughed a few times and said contemptuously: "Although I don't know why a master like you insists on going to the Federation to die, do you think that if you want me to send you over, I will really send you over?"
Because of the omnipresent brilliance of the charter, it is impossible for the empire to infiltrate intelligence personnel on the federal side, and similarly, the citizens of the federation cannot enter the territory of the empire because of the chip on the back of their necks, except for Xu Le in the past, but now because of the cooperative relationship between the federal military and the underground resistance organization of the empire, there seems to be some kind of possible infiltration.
Mu En finally understood why there were so many elite troops of the empire on this inkflower planet, and why the underground base of the organization would suffer from the terrifying blows that the other party spared no effort to, all because the imperial royal family and the military keenly captured that gap in the universe.
Only disguised as a negotiator of the underground resistance organization, the young aristocratic officer in front of him can enter the federation, Mu En didn't think about why the other party took such a big risk, so he directly refused the other party's request, which is related to the long-term cooperation between the federation and the organization, and the end of the bloody life of the imperial slaves, he can not care about any threat.
"My name is Huai Cao Shi."
The thin imperial aristocratic officer calmly looked at the blood-stained underworld boss, and said slowly with his hands behind his back: "Most people call me Su Meng, and I rarely make requests to people in person, but as long as I bring it up, no one will refuse me." ” Hearing the other party's self-declaration of identity, Mu En's pupils shrank sharply, and he tilted his head incredulously, trying to pour out the blood flowing into his eye sockets, so as not to blur his vision.
He stared at Her Royal Highness the princess who was radiant in the hearts of the imperial people in front of him, and after a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "I refuse. ” "As I said, no one can refuse me, at least within the Left Heaven Star Domain."
Huai Caoshi squinted her eyes, looked at the prisoner calmly, and suddenly said, "I don't want to threaten you with your mother, your wife, and your children. ” The city is the most famous tourist destination on the planet of Inkflower, and the city buildings with duck yellow and rose red as the main colors look particularly charming under the clear blue sky, but it is a pity that in recent months, the fierce competition between the Imperial and Union forces, and the explosion of countless missiles, make the city's most beautiful bay building belt look extremely bleak, and from time to time there are huge gaps.
Along the stone steps painted in the same color of old lime white, she walked up the terrace of a building by the bay, squinting at the white seabirds on the sea in the distance.
In the building behind her, Mu En is subjected to the most professional torture of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, and in the last part of the space, a high-speed warship is sailing from Tianjing Star, with Mu En's family on it.
The delicate black hair was blown around by the sea breeze, Huai Caoshi stuffed her fingers into the military cap indiscriminately, and then took out the light brown pupils and put them into her eyes, silently thinking that she still needed to dye her hair before leaving, but she didn't know what color would look better.
The important leader of the underground resistance would not agree to take him to the Federation, and His proud and expressionless Highness did not worry about this problem at all.
Don't think about the Mu En family who were escorted over, just with the very professional methods of the old experts of the Intelligence Agency, she believes that there is no one in the universe who can support it.
Oh, except for the man with the little eyes.
Huai Caoshi's eyes narrowed a little smaller, looking at the white sand beach under the white terrace and was speechless, no matter how exaggerated it was, it could only be described as delicate between her eyebrows, and it was very rare that there was a touch of worry and heaviness.
The seabirds squeaked and flew through the waves, and fell close like ink spots, covering the white sand so tightly that not a single grain of sand could be seen again.
Looking at this picture, she silently thought: Once you rub shoulders, it will not be easy again.
The terrorist attack on Capitol Hill, the bizarre assassination of the Vice President of the Federation, the successive defeats in the front-line battles, and the sudden becoming wanted criminals of the Federation Heroes, all kinds of stories have been staged one after another in the capital star circle of the 72nd year of the constitutional calendar.
Then someone always needs to come out and take charge.
The political factions that lost the general election shouted like this, the families who have not been too comfortable in the past five years are coldly pushing the puppets in the front desk and shouting, the presidential candidates of the other side who are in the election and are bound to lose are shouting angrily in the rally, and all the federal people are angrily banging on chopsticks in their own restaurants at the egg whites.
If you want to make a vague definition, those people who are older and prefer to believe in the political axe, who love the glory of the Federation from the bottom of their hearts, insist that they have an affair with a terrorist attack suspect, have an affair with a traitor, and refuse the call of the federal political axe, insist on fleeing, and let the entire federal society fall into a state of division, of course, should bear full responsibility.
However, for those young people and students who have not yet flowed their blood to their heart's content, and who dare to march shirtless in the cold weather of Linhai Prefecture, the federal political axe persecuted combat heroes and fabricated a mess of crimes, obviously to cover up the conspiracy alluded to by Colonel Xu Le's press conference, and thus created another disgusting big conspiracy, this filthy political axe is not responsible for not stepping down, and whoever is responsible will step down Heated arguments took place in online political forums, in tea rooms and bars, and even in classrooms and homes, with countless quarrels erupting in every corner of federal society between respected professors and indignant student council presidents, middle-aged supervisors who had just returned from work at a protein meat factory and his son, who had just entered his freshman year of high school.
Bad news of defeat again came from the front.
Most of the Ink Flower Planet fell into the hands of the Imperials, and the Federation forces seemed to be forced to abandon the Deep Spring Offensive, and the people in the quarrel fell silent.
Two days later, the three major federal unions and veterans' associations announced the largest strike march in the history of the federation in support of the federal political axe and the frontline troops at this most dangerous moment.
To be continued: