Chapter 1564: All Speculations

In the underground space of the building, Taina Moen, who was also in a daze, could not help but stare at the terrible scene on the screen with wide eyes in horror.

Mrs. Emeta Parrotin, the inexperienced but famous congressman, the leader of the civil rights and opposition alliance in Congress, the one who was regarded as the savior by the people and the only choice for the future commander-in-chief by all classes of the alliance, collapsed with her hands on her chest.

For this operation, Miss Moen had imagined many possibilities, good endings, bad endings, tragic processes, and it was more likely that all sacrifices would be made but a humiliating solution would be obtained. She and her comrades could only be recorded in the history of the alliance as failed terrorists.

However, she really never thought that just when she had seen the hope of success, on the Republic Square on the Union's Jewel Coast Avenue, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people and tens of thousands of military and police, a politician who was about to enter the Azure Palace fell in full view of the public.

At this time, the noise and chaos on the scene were not clear, nor could they be heard clearly, and even thinking had stagnated. She didn't know where she and her fellow rebels of the Burning Legion were going, and she didn't even know what the future of the Alliance would be. She didn't dare to think anymore.

Then, the passage outside the door made a muffled thunder-like sound, as if there was a violent explosion.

Taina subconsciously turned to the door and saw the figure of Thor Lanner. The young guerrilla fighter returned to the room through the wall like a ghost, and then condensed into a physical body again.

"The internal guards outside have withdrawn, but they will be back soon. There will be more people, psychics, and even heavy weapons. Only half of your men can still move." He shouted.

The guerrilla fighter didn't get an immediate response, so he roared at Miss Morn, who was in a daze: "What's the matter with Mrs. Parotin? This is different from what you said!"

He finally didn't slap her, let alone chop her with a sword. From this perspective, this young guerrilla fighter is not only a combat genius, but also has outstanding self-control.

Of course, it is also possible that Miss Moen is now weak and depressed, like a seriously ill patient who may die at any time. Based on her current state, let alone fighting with the guerrilla fighters, I am afraid that she can't even beat a fat otaku with three highs.

She is harmless now. Lanna guerrilla fighter made such a judgment.

However, the dying leader of the rebel army gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up straight, and regained his composure.

She opened the terminal keyboard, operated twice, and switched the camera to the Republic Square, but only received a bunch of program error prompts.

"All the screens in the square are turned off. This is what my colleagues told me in the square." The guerrilla fighter said.

"This is a trap!" Taina responded in a weak voice.

"Trap? Who is it for? You? Son of Loha? Security Department? Or Mrs. Parotin?" It can be seen that he not only has excellent self-control, but is also a person who can grasp the key points.

"I don't know. Maybe they all are... Haha, it doesn't matter anymore." The weak leader of the rebel army tried to put his hand into his arms.

The guerrilla also put his hand on the lightsaber vigilantly. Although the opponent couldn't do it, it should be possible that he could find some killer weapon to kill him together. But in fact, what she found was not a weapon, but a small medicine bottle. She opened the bottle with difficulty, and it seemed that just this simple action exhausted all her strength.

She gasped twice again and swallowed all the blue pills in the bottle.

The Lanner guerrilla couldn't help but be moved. He could more or less guess what the effect of the medicine would be, and he knew that such a way of taking it would definitely have side effects that normal people could not bear, but he couldn't object.

Sure enough, after swallowing a whole bottle of at least thirty or forty small pills, she went from a dying person to a strong person full of vitality and spirit within half a minute. Even her fair skin was shining with joy.

That was actually the gathering of spiritual energy.

Immediately, twelve metal spheres floated up, floating like satellites.

"We need to break out." Her voice was still low. However, if she was weak just now, now she was like a warrior ready to go.

"But..." The guerrilla was hesitant.

"We must break out. All the remaining, living soldiers of the Burning Legion are the seeds of revolution, and our cause still needs them. I led them to a dead end, but failed to achieve the goal, so I must take responsibility. I have the obligation to lead them to break out!" She repeated it loudly again.

"This, this problem..."

"We are not completely in a desperate situation. Go out from here, pass through corridor 16, turn to stair 4 to the 40th floor underground, and you will reach a freight transfer yard, and there will be many options to disperse and break out. This is our last chance!"

"This, break out..."

However, before Mr. Guerrilla finished speaking, Miss Taina Morn had already kicked open the armored door and rushed out of the door first.

"Warriors, our battle is not over yet! Follow me!"

Tena Morn's body was flashing with armor made of psychic energy. Holding a rifle that she had obtained from somewhere, she crossed the passage and ran through the comrades who had just gone through a hard battle.

"This is the last chance! Everyone, everyone, follow me closely!" She encouraged everyone loudly, and her spiritual energy sprinkled on the exhausted rebel soldiers, turning into their driving force and courage to fight.

Then, they saw the soldiers of the inner guard who were retreating, and also saw the heroic figure of the leader who rushed into the enemy camp and was invincible. She was surrounded by spiritual beads, as if surrounded by satellites. Her thin and even petite body rushed into the queue composed of huge mechas, just like a deer charging at a wolf pack.

However, after a face-to-face encounter, it was the wolf pack that collapsed.

The mechas of the inner guards, under the collision, cutting and intensive shooting of the mind-activated spiritual beads, showed like paper puppets, clumsy and fragile.

The morale of the rebel soldiers was full, and they roared and shouted. In the underground passage on the 48th floor of the Capitol, they followed their human leader and began to move forward.

Although they had fought hard, they were exhausted and suffered heavy casualties. But at this moment, they were still willing to follow their leader to die.

"There is a psychic! There is a second psychic here! It is much more dangerous than before! Support is needed! Support is needed!" The officer of the internal security force reported loudly to the upper level, but perhaps he was too flustered and directly opened it to the public.

Too insulting! Hearing this, the member of the Burning Legion, only the second-ring Losar psychic Dali, was angry and his movements became more powerful. He wanted to prove to the world that the Burning Legion was more than just that.

As for the young Lanna guerrilla, he followed at the end of the team in a daze. This time, he lost the ability to think. This young guerrilla still doesn't understand how he became a member of "us".

So, he just said "the second psychic", so the "first" is me?

Then, he heard the earphone ringing, and a familiar voice came: "Thor, what happened?"

It was the voice of Mr. Jianan Ludou, the captain and instructor of the association. He is also an A-level guerrilla and a senior member of the association.

"What are you doing, Thor?"

I, I don't know either? The young guerrilla said that he was still in a state of confusion and didn't know how to answer for a while.

However, the other party didn't seem to want his answer, but just said in a tone that was not frightening: "The Mornbokong Center just exploded. Yes, it was a minute ago."

Lanner was slightly startled. This Mornbokong Center is located in the Republic Square, about 3 kilometers away from the Capitol in a straight line. It is a high-end office building with some years. Starnet Broadcast rented the top floor of the building as an office and studio in the capital.

In addition, the reason for this name is that this building was built by an ancestor of the Moen family 200 years ago.

In addition, speaking of Moen... the leader of this terrorist organization is also named Moen!

So, is the screen black because the studio was pierced? This is not scientific. The control of the screen in the square is not decided by the TV station. To outsiders, it looks more like terrorists blew up the studio!

The young guerrilla was still thinking, and then he heard the leader say to him: "The association is now in big trouble. We can't be involved in any incidents anymore."

So, what does this mean?

"From now on, you are no longer a member of the association. You are the son of the terrorist organization Roha, the most dangerous undercover lurking in the association!"

In an alliance star field 7,500 light years away from Nephi, the famous ultra-luxury cruise ship and scientific research ship Qingqiu, called "Rose Princess" by old sailors, is heading towards the starry sky at the edge of the alliance.

The captain reported to the real owner of the cruise ship: "Chairman, this ship will arrive at the Jiuming Galaxy in 24 hours. At that time, the security fleet of Saint Colei and Deepwater Company will be responsible for escorting. If everything goes well, we will arrive at the Tiannv B Galaxy in the Femo Star Region between January 20 and 24 next year."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yamida Berenkester smiled.

The captain did not interrupt and exited the communication. This is a very pragmatic technical bureaucrat who is just obsessed with his job.

Soon, Princess Hong Qiangwei received the news sorted out by her assistants in her study, of course, about the Gem Coast.

A civil rights congresswoman was assassinated in front of hundreds of thousands of people. It is conceivable how great the scene would be.

However, the Guerrilla Association, the Security Department, the Internal Security, and the Falling Star Fleet were all on alert. There were more than 50,000 military policemen in the entire city of the Gem Coast who had entered combat status. There were also an equal number of soldiers and medical teams on standby outside the city. There were even three-digit psychics within a hundred miles. They were on high alert.

Because of this, the violent agencies that maintained order entered the scene very promptly, and finally did not form the heart-wrenching chaos of Ice Valley City.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, if the chaos in Ice Valley City was replicated in the capital of the Alliance, it would not be a matter of losing face, but a matter of the Alliance's international reputation being severely damaged.

But even so, it is still certain that the number of casualties caused by the riot on the scene should be more than a thousand.

Of course, this is only the current situation. Up to now, the riot is still going on. Although the military and police have controlled the damage to a critical point, this does not mean that the riot has stopped.

After all, it is a protest rally with more than one million people. After all, there are 20 to 30 million permanent residents in the Gem Coast. After all, it is in the capital of the alliance. No matter how capable and powerful the military and police are, they will inevitably be cautious when taking action.

Of course, more importantly, even with such strict defense, someone still entered the warning range and shot a member of parliament at the door of the Capitol.

This development is really incredible. Even the knowledgeable assistant team under Princess Rainbow Rose has never seen such a scene, so they are trembling even when reporting. For fear that the eldest lady would think that she was making a false report to tease her.

Fortunately, the eldest lady's reaction was quite natural. She is really worthy of being Princess Rainbow Rose!

...Well, actually, if you think about it carefully, becoming the Queen of Rainbow Rose should be a recent thing.

"So, is she dead?" She asked simply and clearly.

This way of asking questions is very consistent with her personality. You know, whether it is the bankers of Platinum Street, the shipping magnates of Tulanka, or the heads of the military-industrial complex of Zantha, what they must do is to assess the risks.

Even if the commander-in-chief was assassinated, their first reaction would be to determine whether he was alive or dead.

"He has been sent to the hospital as quickly as possible, and he is being rescued, but the situation is not optimistic." The assistant captain, whose name is not important, did not use ambiguous words such as "it is said" or "it seems". In fact, with the ability of the team under Princess Rainbow Rose, they had already figured out the situation as soon as possible.

Now, the people of the Progressive Party may still be at a loss because of the assassination of the party leader, but the people on the Qingqiu, more than 7,000 light years away, have already figured out the hospital, the list of attending doctors, and even started tracking the condition.

"It may be a little early to send condolences to the Progressive Party and the Hilf Charity Foundation in my name now." Yani asked.

"Indeed." The assistant deputy captain with an unimportant name said.

"But no matter what you do at any time, even if you remain silent, it will always be interpreted maliciously by people with ulterior motives." The assistant captain with an unimportant name added.

Miss Bei nodded modestly and motioned for the two to continue.

The assistant captain added: "According to the reports from the guerrillas and the security department at the scene, members of the terrorist Roha's Son have also infiltrated the vicinity, and it is very likely that they are related to this assassination. They are investigating."

The assistant deputy captain said: "But this is not clear. If they came to assassinate Marshal Esco, it makes sense. But Mrs. Paroting has been asking for a reinvestigation of the Ice Valley City incident. She is actually a potential ally of Roha's Son."

Miss Bei did not comment: "What about the scene?"

"There was an explosion at the Moren Broadcast Control Center. Fortunately, the scene responded in time and did not cause too many casualties. Now it is also suspected that this was the work of Roha's Son."

"In the final analysis, it's all speculation, right?" Yamida smiled.

The secretaries nodded.

"Then, let's continue to wait. Wait until the storm is over."

The assistants breathed a sigh of relief. Since the eldest lady did not give any instructions, it means that there is no urgent task that requires hard work. If you just continue to observe, it is still a relatively easy job.