Helei stepped forward, took out a fiber note from his left breast pocket, and read it out in a deep voice to the handwriting on it: "Mu Fei, Liu Yucheng, Neo, and Fan Yong are named to stay for investigation, and the rest of the members of the Little Eye Combat Force must evacuate the planet's surface within half an hour." ” His gaze crossed the iron ruler-like shoulders of Madman Li, looked at the gray sky, and said with a slight bow: "The receiving ship of the fleet is about to land. ” Nine names were named in the Joint Investigations Unit and asked to stay, along with six senior investigative officers and two commanders of the Small-Eyed Special Operations Unit, in addition to Director Berry.
These people were all involved in the investigation of the NTR troops of the New 17th Division, and directly planned that cold-blooded and shameless framing.
The new 17th Division did not accept Director Berry's request to surrender to the Gendarmerie Headquarters, but forcefully asked them to stay and submit to their own scrutiny, and some of the hidden implications gradually became clear, and the officers of the Joint Investigation Department finally understood why Director Berry had behaved the way he had done before.
A dangerous atmosphere permeated the room, flowing slowly and refreshingly along the edges of the cold steel mechs and guns, as if to freeze all the heat and noise, Director Berry's face turned slightly pale, looking at the face of the maniac Li, and the fingers hanging down the side of his pants trembled slightly.
He is afraid that it does not mean that everyone in the department is afraid, the joint investigation department has rare high-level authority, directly responsible to the president and the joint staff meeting, and has never encountered any real challenges in the officialdom and judicial circles of the capital star circle over the years, especially those high-ranking officials from the Charter Bureau, who have long been accustomed to standing indifferently on the highest hillside, looking at the objects of their own scrutiny such as Dong Yu Huang Ling.
Neo, who was named, was one of them.
After graduating from university, he went directly to the Charter Bureau, except for the Joint Investigation Department, who had been in contact with ordinary federal society for the past three years, he had been working in that mysterious institution, and had bathed in the splendor of the sacrosanct Charter for too long, and it was natural to form the concept that Charter Bureau officials were also sacrosanct.
He walked past Director Berry, looked at the face of the madman Li, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I can't stay as you ask, because my personnel relationship is still in the Charter Bureau, although Xiao Li, your family background is amazing, but I don't think you still have the authority to arrest the officers of the Charter Bureau." ” The expression was a smile and he said sorry, but when he said such things in this situation, he was indifferent with pride and contempt from the inside out.
The mysterious and powerful Chartist Bureau is the cornerstone of the entire Federation, and no matter how powerful the political axe is, it will not dare to go against the will of this institution, and even the Parliament Hill and the Presidential Palace must show enough respect for this existence.
This is a tradition or rule that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even the federal military has to abide by it with some scruples, watching those technical officials stay in the base like uncles, directing the restructuring and activation of the charter network with contempt.
In countless years, only a few years ago in the battleship 3320, Xu Le, who had the highest authority, once arrogantly attacked the entire Charter Bureau.
Today's base Y3 area, who has the authority to deter the Charter Bureau At the edge of the pit in Donglin, Feng Yu once educated Xu Le, and in the wetlands on the outskirts of the capital, he also once instructed Xu Le, although the glory of the charter is powerful, and the authority is terrible, but it is people who implement the charter after all, which means that the upper limit of the glory of the charter depends on the upper limit of the ability of the executor.
Crazy Li didn't know that the uncle who had fought against the glory of the charter all his life had a fairly precise design for this situation, and he simply and simply implemented the highest rule in the army: whoever has a gun is the boss.
So he raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at the Chartist named Neo, and pulled the trigger with a blank face.
With a crisp gunshot, a puddle of blood suddenly erupted from the back of Neo's head, and then a deep blood hole slowly appeared between his eyebrows, like a monster's stunned third eye.
With a muffled thud, the body of the Charter Bureau official fell to the ground like a sack stuffed with graphite ore, and stiffened at the slightest bounce.
The sound of gunfire echoed in the base, not very loud, but the eardrums of the four or five hundred people who shook were a little numb, and their minds set off a storm.
The officers and men of the new 17th Division did not expect to see this scene, but after the shock subsided a little, they immediately felt unprecedented pain, for the sake of those brothers who died innocently in the southwest theater, and for the blood of these insidious censorship officials.
Hua Xiaoji in an X mecha in the northwest corner carefully watched the movement between the fields through the optical system, the corners of his lips grinned slightly, and he smiled silently.
In the division headquarters, Madman Li once said to them that if they want to be the commander of the new 17th Division, they must be ruthless enough to become a real member of the new 17th Division, and the dead Chartist Bureau official is a clear proof of this: it turns out that this is called ruthlessness.
With just two words, a high-ranking Charter Bureau official turned into a cold corpse under the gun of Madman Li, and the feelings of the elites of the small-eyed troops were naturally diametrically opposite to those of the new 17th Division.
Most of them looked at the face of the madman Li in horror and inexplicably, trying to find a trace of violent or perverted emotions on the face of the young division commander, but they could not find anything, only calm or indifference.
A handful of the Small-Eyed Troop elites, who had not yet been disarmed, tried to pick up the guns at their feet under this mental shock, only to hear a sudden vibration in the air behind them, piercing their backs like steel needles.
Dozens of black X mechas, like cold steel giants, slightly adjusted their posture, the fuselage leaned forward, and the Darling cannon on the mechanical arm began to rotate at high speed at the same time, and the terrible humming sound was superimposed in one place, which was extremely terrifying.
The posture of the new 17th Division is very clear, if the small-eyed special operations unit dares to fire back at this time, then the mecha group that occupies an absolute advantage will definitely not mind using tens of thousands of bullets thicker than a finger to cut them all into pulp.
Director Berry was cold.
From the moment Madman Li stepped out of the military vehicle, this well-known conspiracy expert official, who had terrified the federal political axe and countless bigwigs from all walks of life, began to feel fear and cold, until at this time, the cold penetrated his chest and abdomen, occupied his back, and began to make those beads of sweat gradually condense.
At the beginning, he didn't understand why the new 17th Division was unwilling to talk to him, and why Madman Li ignored him, and only then did he understand who would want to talk nonsense with a mortal person The new 17th Division broke into the base where the Federal Command was located so frantically, not at all to make the Joint Investigation Department hang down its noble and proud heads, but directly to cut off their heads They just want to kill themselves so simply, don't they need to investigate, they don't need to interrogate, they don't even arrange a single charge, they don't need to rely on torture to extract some evidence, or to falsify some evidence Director Berry glared at the madman Li not far in front of him, as well as the officers and soldiers of the New 17th Division who were in a state of excitement and danger around him, unable to understand this phenomenon that violated his aesthetic and political ideas.
Under the threat of death, his slightly trembling right hand stretched out to his waist somewhat uncontrollably, almost touching the handle of the gun.
At this point in the development of the situation, everyone in the audience was sure of a fact, a cold, cruel and undeniable fact: the nine people who had just been named by Heray would definitely be bloodily killed by the new 17th Division today.
One of them was dead and fell to the ground.
Two of the people named were the commanders of the small-eyed special operations unit, and as soldiers with equally strong mental and physical strength, they were unwilling to die like this, and in the face of this cruel prospect, their eyes drifted to the field.
Everywhere his eyes fell, several commanders' diehard stares at the ground under their feet, seemingly without any communication, but suddenly their bodies tightened, and they pounced out like a vicious tiger, holding the military thorn that was drawn out at some point.
Their goal is to stand at the forefront of the Crazy Lee, as long as this person is subdued, the Small-Eyed combat force can regain control of the current situation, at least have room for bargaining, and should be able to save the commander's life.
Several tiger shadows pounced, in exchange for a few crisp bursting sounds.
These guys, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, were struck by a leg of lightning, and they were shocked more than 20 meters away, vomiting blood and falling into the dust, not knowing life and death.
Kill them like fierce tigers, and then turn into a few sick cats, that's because the young division commander they attacked is the real tiger, a tiger that grows up on the iron-blooded battlefield with the breath of a thin tiger in the chest and abdomen.
Madman Li retracted his right leg expressionlessly, turned his head and stared coldly at Director Berry's face, without looking at his hand stretched out to his waist, but his gaze gradually became violent and burned, and he struck it like a fire whip.
"Kill us, how do you explain to the whole Federation" Director Berry asked in a trembling voice, "Even if you are a Li madman, no one can protect you." ” "That's my problem, of course I brought the troops to the base to kill you, do you expect me to send you to a military court, and by the way, instill the spirit of the legal system in the officers and soldiers of the troops?"
Madman Li said: "As I said just now, the way soldiers solve problems has always been more violent and direct, let alone me. ” The A1 area of the base was silent, or deadly silent, and after the new 17th Division entered the base, all the federal troops seemed to have disappeared into the air, and all the heavy firepower weapons seemed to be ineffective at the same time.
Director Berry looked in the direction of the headquarters, knowing that some people were watching this scene indifferently in the dark, he knew that no one would come to save him, and fell into real despair, and then turned back to see the whip-like gaze of the madman Lee.
As if burned by the high temperature in his eyes, his right hand uncontrollably grasped the handle of the gun, and jerked it out and aimed at the body of the madman Lee.
Today the second gunshot rang out Wisps of green smoke were rising from the muzzle of the gun in the hand of the madman Li, not to pity Director Berry who was sad in a pool of blood on the ground, but to pay tribute to those comrades-in-arms who should have died on the battlefield but died at the hands of villains.
To be continued: