Blackstone Code

"Maybe he was in the same situation as I am now!"

The president, who was sitting behind the table, looked at the quiet and peaceful sky outside the window, showing no signs of anxiety because of the limited time left.

He was holding a wine glass and a cigarette in his hand.

Fine wine.

cigarette.

He looked at the people in front of him, these officials, warlord leaders, some prestigious people in Marillo, big businessmen, and a few Pendeo people.

His expression was a little dazed, and his eyes were unfocused. He turned his head and looked out the window, but everyone could feel that what he was looking at was not the sky outside the window, but the scene in a certain period of time and space fragments!

He was imagining, imagining his father's last moments.

After a while, he came back to his senses and took another sip of wine.

"The Federation is forcing us so much, but we have no good solution. He and I have encountered the same thing."

"He chose faith and loyalty and inspired us with his life."

His voice gradually became lower. At this time, he could really feel the feeling of his father in the last stage of his life... He couldn't tell what it felt like.

He was not afraid at all, but rather a little excited!

He knew how great what he was going to do was and what results he would bring to this country, but he still had to do it.

People can live without life, but they cannot live without dreams!

Visions and dreams for the future, these things allowed them to end their long and cruel rule.

Now he wants to light another light for this country that has suffered endless suffering and the people living here.

He didn't know whether this was the right thing to do, because from his point of view, if this lamp was lit, there would undoubtedly be resistance and struggle here for a long time to come.

Many people will die from this, but they can retain the last fire!

If he didn't, there probably wouldn't be many people injured or even killed, but people would eventually become numb and slaves to their sorrow.

No one should be born a slave, he should do something about it.

No one in the room spoke, just waiting quietly for his decision.

He finished the wine in the glass, and then stood up with the bottle in hand. People looked at him with respect.

A few minutes later, the central government radio station began broadcasting throughout Marillo.

"I am..., your president, and I am here today to apologize to each and every one of you for my incompetence."

"We may face a more total defeat, with the Confederates occupying every inch of our land, plundering our wealth, harming our families, and enslaving us!"

"But, my people, I know we will never compromise!"

"No matter how terrible the situation is, we will resist. This resistance to the injustice of fate has always been deeply rooted in our bones!"

"Whoever he is!"

The president's voice entered everyone's ears through the radio. At this time, Marillo fell completely into silence. Everyone was sitting by the radio, listening to the words of the person they had never met, but whom they trusted very much. .

He laughed twice and said, "The Federals want me to surrender."

"I know better than anyone that as long as I do that, our spines will be broken!"

"I don't want to see Marillo become a slave breeding ground for the Federation like Nagaril."

"I don't want to see the people of Marillo become slaves to the Confederates!!"

"They threatened me with death to make me compromise!"

"But in this moment, I want to tell each and every one of you, there is no compromise!"

“There will be no Marillos in this world who kneel on the ground begging for survival, there will only be Marillos who stand and die in resistance and fighting!”

"They threaten me with death, then I will kill them in return!"

"Everyone, please remember this moment!"

“No matter what happens to us in the future, let’s never stop fighting!”

"Fight for freedom!"

"Fight for fairness!"

"Always loyal to the country!"

…

More than a minute later, just when people were wondering whether the broadcast was over, a hasty voice appeared.

"Just now...the president died for his country at the Presidential Palace wearing the national flag..."

The president is dead. He knows that he can't fight against the federal people. As long as he lives, he must make a choice!

He has kids, a wife, in the Commonwealth.

He wondered if the Federation would take advantage of this.

As long as he was alive, something would become troublesome, the Federation would blame him, and even the Marillos would think the failure was his problem.

Gu Hom

While he is alive, people will gradually become slaves of the Federation in a way that makes them feel at ease like "we are punishing him for his faults"!

These are not what he wants to see. What he wants to see is the common pursuit of everyone, which is to establish a free and fair Marillo without war, exploitation and oppression!

His father had done this before, facing death calmly.

Now it's his turn, he needs to use death to wake up those sleeping people and let them understand something.

As he stood on the roof of the presidential palace with the flag draped over his shoulders, he was not afraid.

Even though he knew he was going to die soon.

He greedily looked at this nostalgic world and recalled every detail of his family. Finally, he cursed a curse word facing the south and jumped.

In fact, the Presidential Palace is not very high. The highest point is only about thirty meters, and it is still on the tallest tower. But this height is enough to kill someone.

He was just like... whoosh... snap!

He fell hard to the ground, and he looked like he was just sleeping, lying on the ground, with the national flag as his quilt.

But soon, blood began to overflow from his mouth, nose and body, and he died.

No unnecessary words!

When the news of his death spread throughout Marillo, everyone seemed to be vaguely aware of something, but they couldn't explain it clearly.

Mr. Trueman also learned of this, and then he fell silent.

He has seen many people who are stupid, greedy and afraid of death, such as the rulers of Nagaril.

But he also realized that there are also some idealistic lunatics in this world.

After being silent for his colleague for half a minute, he looked at the adjutant beside him and said, "Notify the front line and pay attention to the mood of the people in the occupied area. If there is a riot, suppress it immediately!"

"In addition, let the Ministry of National Defense come up with a milder policy. We can't..." he said, stunned for a moment, "Forget it, I will arrange this myself."

Marillo's great president is worth far less in death than in life.

The original plan was to "invite" the great president to the Federation to reunite with his family, and at the same time convey what happened here to Marillo.

This will make the people of Marillo realize a completely different president -

His family enjoyed the best treatment in the Commonwealth.

Living in a big house that ordinary people cannot afford, his wife enjoys a leisurely and wealthy life, and his children receive high-end elite education.

These pictures will make those people doubt him. Once suspicion arises, it will never go away!

This can have a good influence on people, and they will cooperate with the federal people and start to enjoy a simple life in a way of thinking like "even the president doesn't care why I am struggling."

But...he fucking committed suicide!

If the next strategy in Marillo remains as aggressive as it is now, it is very likely that Marillo will also become a quagmire, and he will have to find a way to solve the problem in Marillo as soon as possible.

Originally, he planned to ask someone from the Ministry of National Defense to do it, but at that moment, he thought of someone.

A man who is better at persuading others to accept anything he says - Lynch!

Yes!

Lynch! !

He can always make people think that what he says makes sense, and then blindly trust him. Maybe he can also help the Federation in this matter.

After arranging work, Mr. Trueman returned to his study and called Lynch.

Now Lynch is not in the Federation, but on the front lines of Amelia.

The Gefra people trusted Lynch more than ever at this time. He had things to deal with not only on his own, but also on Mr. Trueman's instructions.

Arranging a person whom both sides trust as a link is the most correct way of diplomacy.

After receiving the call and briefly understanding what happened and the results, Lynch was a little surprised.

His idea is actually similar to Mr. Trueman. There are always some "stupid" people in this world.

"What do you think we should do next?", Mr. Trueman asked.

The relationship between the two people is extraordinary, and Lynch did not hide it. "We will find a way to arrange for his children to take over his job as soon as possible. We must make the people over there believe that the war is not to enslave them."

"We launched the war against Marillo in order to eliminate some of the cancers that are parasitic in the country of Marillo. Those cancers are people who have contact with the Pendeo people."

"They tried to destroy Marillo, and we changed that outcome."

"As for how a child can run a country, I believe you will know better than me!"

After hearing this, Mr. Trueman couldn't help but said, "You are such a bastard, Lynch!"

But then he added, "But you're a good bastard!"

"I will consider this proposal carefully. I have to say that your ideas are very inspiring to me!!"

Through a few words from Lynch, Mr. Trueman realized the benefits of doing so.

The child of President Marillo is still very young, only about ten years old. Of course, for such a young child, he cannot manage a country well.

Then at this time, the importance of the federation is reflected!