Blackstone Code

1364 I'm sorry

"...Then it's decided that we will wait for him for the last half day. If he has not arrived before two o'clock in the afternoon, then we will announce this to the international community at five o'clock in the afternoon..."

While dining, Begao reached unity with everyone. No matter what, tomorrow they will declare to the outside world that they are a unified, complete government that complies with local laws!

The purpose of doing this is to expel the federal people.

When Marillo achieves "unification," they can ask Sanchez and Isabella to put down their armed forces and ask the federal military to leave the country.

This is also the reason why all the warlords support Begao. The combined strength of most of them is no match for the Federals. They have no other options!

When he picked up the wine glass, he looked at the big warlord at the table who was either expressionless or showed some recognition. There was a special smile on Bergao's face.

In any case, as a president, a puppet president, he did what he should do, and today is the pinnacle of his life!

Yes, today is the pinnacle of his life. He has achieved something that many people dare not even think about, and has tightly united this divided country with his own strength.

Despite the pressure from some external forces, the core of its success is still due to his contribution.

Back in the room, Bergao was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He was walking back and forth, holding the speech he needed to deliver to the international community tomorrow afternoon.

Constantly consider whether every word in this speech is appropriate, whether it is exciting, and whether it can awaken people's attention to Marillo!

He was tireless, as if he had returned to his twenty-year-old age again, with endless energy all over his body. Even if he stayed up all night, it would not affect his life the next day!

This will become a shining point in history!

He said this to himself!

At the same time, two members of the special operations team followed the sewer and arrived directly below the kitchen.

The kitchen was quiet at this time, with no sound, no light, and no one.

No one would have thought that someone would sneak into Begao's manor in the middle of the night, and in such a way that they only focused on the ground.

There are people patrolling with weapons in their hands everywhere. In the courtyard and on the walls of the courtyard, there are some people on guard almost every not far away.

Bergao increased the guard strength of his manor. He was very worried that the federal people would suddenly attack him, so he used all the armed forces he could get to protect himself.

There were also several armored vehicles parked in the front and back courtyards, and several artillery pieces.

This is actually not an exaggeration at all, the Federation people are so scary.

"There are screws..." The breakthrough hand pushed the iron fence of the sewer, and then stretched his fingers through the gaps in the iron fence and touched the screws at the four corners.

"Can you start it?" There is someone behind him, codenamed Inventor, whose main job is to provide various props for this team.

He handed over a screwdriver that could be bent. At this time, most of the screws used around the world were flat-blade screws.

It will take many years for this kind of screw to cease to be widely used. The reason why it is popular is that it is easy to operate. Sometimes you don't need a screwdriver, just a small piece of iron or something nearby can operate it.

Especially in war, ease of use is not the key, applicability and simplicity are the key.

After trying it for a while, the screws began to loosen. It took nearly forty minutes before the breakthrough hand was able to unscrew the four screws.

He was almost losing feeling in both arms, even though he took two breaks in the process.

When a person works with his arms raised, he will become more and more tired. The fact that he can persevere till now shows that he has excellent physical fitness.

The iron grate of the sewer was gently lifted up, turned around, and retracted into the sewer.

He handed the grating to the inventor, who lowered it back to the bottom of the sewer.

The two climbed out quietly.

They didn't get the design of Bergao Manor, but they found a lot of people who had been here.

Before the federation intervened in the affairs here, the president of Bergao was very kind and friendly. He often entertained foreigners in his manor.

This may sound a bit... incredible or a bit difficult to understand, but it's not that difficult.

Bergao needs to show a unique character. He needs to let the international community know that his attitude towards foreigners is different from other warlords. Only in this way can he gain the attention and even help of the international community.

No one is willing to help someone who is evil to themselves and their own people. In addition, entertaining foreigners is also helpful to attract investment, so many foreigners have come here.

The members of the special operations team found some people, held them incommunicado for interrogation, and obtained and restored the appearance of the public environment of the manor from their descriptions.

The two of them walked forward and separated near the stairs on the first floor.

Break out and take out Bergao while the Inventor plants some bombs.

There are also patrols inside this building, but the number and density of patrols are far less intense than those outside.

As people get older, they sleep more lightly and wake up at the slightest sound at night.

If there are too many people patrolling the house, Bergao may be disturbed, so basically the intervals between patrols in the house are very long.

By around two o'clock in the evening, the breaker had figured out the patterns of these people and had found Bergao's bedroom.

There was almost no defense, and the bedroom wasn't even locked. Of course, no one could blame him.

There are so many people outside. If someone really wants to break in, they will alert the people in the room immediately.

Whether the door is locked or unlocked makes little difference.

After this round of patrols slowly left, and after observing for a while and finding nothing unusual, the breaker walked out of a room and walked towards Bergao's bedroom.

He walked to the door, twisted it gently, and the door opened.

Bergao has lived alone all these years. His wife left him when he was young, and now his children have also left him.

Behind the delicate and thin bed curtains, he could be faintly seen lying on the bed.

At this time, Bergao had just been lying on the bed, and he was not completely asleep.

The longing for him for many years was about to become a reality, and this huge surprise was so exciting that he couldn't sleep.

In his daze, he felt someone opening the door. The light outside the door made him frown slightly, subconsciously.

Then he asked like he was whispering, "Is it dawn yet?"

Once people fall asleep, they will completely lose the concept of time. Sometimes they feel that time is very long, especially when they have a lot of dreams and the dreams span a long time span, it will make people feel like they have slept through time. It felt like a long, long time.

But sometimes, when I sleep very deeply, I fall asleep and wake up, just like opening my eyes not long after closing my eyes. In fact, the night has passed.

The light in his eyes dimmed again, and Bergao opened his eyes. He was slightly startled, and then his scalp began to feel numb and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

A dark shadow appeared not too far away from him.

He forced himself to calm down and sat up slowly. He didn't turn on the light, "Who are you?", he asked.

The breakthrough player was actually shocked. He just opened the door, and the light from outside the door came in, and the target actually woke up...

He had his hand on his pistol and was ready to withdraw at any moment.

Fortunately, Bergao didn't yell, which made him somewhat relieved.

While he was thinking about what to do next, Bergao asked again, "Are you from the Federation and are you here to kill me?"

Perhaps realizing that his guess was correct, Bergao suddenly was no longer afraid, but felt a little regretful.

Because a dozen hours at most, everything would be different.

It was precisely because of these things he thought about that a strong desire to survive arose from the depths of his soul.

He didn't want to die, not because he was afraid of death. He was already old and his life could be accidentally taken away at any time.

He didn't want to die just because there was still half a day to go. The history and future of this country might be rewritten, and he was unwilling to do so.

He forced himself to look normal and reached for the bedside table with one hand. There was a gun inside, but his target was the button next to the lamp.

Just press the button and the butler will come back.

His movements were gentle and slow. At this time, after experiencing the light, his eyes had adapted to the darkness, and he could almost see the shadows in the darkness clearly.

He looked into the person's eyes, looked into his eyes, and focused the other person's attention on himself.

His question seemed to make the other party feel... "blinded". Maybe the other party didn't understand how he was "exposed".

Soon, his hand is already at the edge of the bed, less than half a foot away from the button, and the chance to live is right in front of him...

At this time, the breakthrough player suddenly said "I'm sorry" and took out his pistol under Bergao's shocked and disbelieving eyes.

After several gunshots, Bergao couldn't even press the button one last time.

He overestimated his physical skills and underestimated the power of bullets when they cause damage to people!

He collapsed on the bed, gasping for air. There was something wrong with the accuracy of his breakthrough hand in the dark, and he missed his vital part.

But all three bullets hit his chest, and every time he took a breath, it was painful torture.

It was like a few red-hot iron fibers had been poked into my chest, it was burning and painful!

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. His injured body could no longer support his loud shouting.

The Breaker walked to the bedside, looked at Bergao, and pointed the gun in his hand at his head, "I'm sorry..."

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