Blackstone Code

Many eyes fell on Lin Qi, but Lin Qi was still so calm and calm.

Directly clarifying the relationship between the Navy, the Peleus family and the federal government, Lynch has no chance to choose his side in the future.

If this attack and subsequent issues lead to a compromise between the federal government and the Peleus family, then Lynch, who has performed so prominently, will surely become their "chief culprit."

This is also the reason why most officials in the room are unwilling to give the standard answer, at least they are unwilling to take sides prematurely in such a conflict between large forces before the situation becomes clear.

If you stand early and right, there won't be much value. At most, Connor thinks you are pretty good.

But once you stand on the wrong side, you will face retaliation from the entire navy!

Of course, this is based on the fact that the navy can finally reach a compromise with the government. In fact, at this moment, many people still believe that the federal government and the Peleus family will not finally break away from each other.

They must be seeking a mutually acceptable compromise. If Peleus and his family are really forced to rebel, and a riot or even rebellion occurs in the navy, this will definitely be the biggest failure and scandal in history!

Some people feel that eventually the problem will be resolved peacefully.

So at this time, Lynch's statement would make them strange and surprised. The strange look in his eyes quickly transferred from Lynch to Connor.

Maybe something happened that they didn't know about. The relationship between the two is very good, so Lynch's statement is not a simple isolated incident.

So some people who were close to Connor began to say that Lynch was right.

The Security Council, the Department of Homeland Security and other agencies have remained silent, including the Department of Defense. They have not leaned towards Lynch's answer, but said that "the answer will eventually appear in front of people."

They didn't deny the possibility of Lynch's answer, but they didn't acknowledge it either.

Connor takes these people's performance to heart and may not be able to solve complex or specialized problems.

But he is still very good at figuring out "who is one of his own".

"We shouldn't talk nonsense before the results come out." Connor glanced at Lynch and sat down next to him.

He still needs to be sure what he says, but his attitude tells people that what he says and what he thinks are two different things. This is also a sign of a qualified politician.

Lynch pursed his lips and said, "The first thing we need to do now is to control the channels for information dissemination. I believe there are people outside the Capitol who are waiting for opportunities."

"So we first cut them off from the outside world and make the Capitol an island, and then we provide ways to connect so we can keep a pulse on things as they unfold."

Connor agreed after hearing this. Lynch made a good start, and soon everyone began to contribute their own strength. They were still willing to do this thing that did not involve positions or camps.

Soon a rescue plan was released, and the director-general who had arrived at the scene also received the draft.

He immediately ordered his men to cut off all telephone lines to the outside of the Capitol, and at the same time used high-power jammers to interfere with radio signals.

It is necessary to ensure that the messages inside cannot be conveyed out, and the messages from outside cannot be conveyed in.

The presidential office only gave a draft, but in fact the real pressure still lies on the director-general.

There may not be rewards if you do well, but there will definitely be penalties if you don't do well, but this is also an opportunity!

Emergency experts on the scene also provided him with a lot of suggestions, such as immediately obtaining the construction drawings of the Capitol Building and trying to sneak in from some inconspicuous places.

Or cut off water and electricity to force them all out.

In short, they have provided various solutions within the framework of the Presidential Palace. What the Director-General needs to do is to find the most suitable one.

All the media at the scene were expelled further away, and multiple departments asked Bupen's TV media to immediately stop live broadcast and rebroadcasting.

Some media also tried to use "press freedom" to reject them, but soon these media and their overseas reporters were arrested and thrown into the police station.

At this point, internal and external communication has completely ceased!

At this moment, Catherine had calmed down from her panic.

She arrived at the Capitol early in the morning to prepare for today's meeting, but before she was ready, gunshots alerted her.

She tried to hide in the office, but unfortunately she was discovered and taken out.

Every office was carefully searched. Ordinary people were gathered on the first and second floors, and parliamentarians were gathered in the ladder meeting hall on the third floor.

Catherine was asked to sit in her seat. There were eight hooded attackers guarding the scene with guns. Almost a third of the senators had come to work today. This was really bad news.

Everyone seemed calm, at least on the surface. They were either smoking or in a daze. No one was crying or having an emotional breakdown.

In fact, some people were communicating in a low voice, such as Senator Langdon, who was sitting behind Catherine. He was talking to Catherine in a low voice.

"Does this happen often?", was Catherine's question.

Senator Langdon's eyes twitched uncontrollably twice, "You may have some misunderstandings about the word 'frequently'. From the birth of Congress to now, this may be the second... no, the third time it has happened."

Catherine originally just hoped to reduce her uneasiness and anxiety through chatting, but Senator Langdon's answer surprised her.

It also vaguely seemed to recall what I had learned in history class. Of course, the history class texts were all beautified history.

Those who write history will never tell their children that it was your ancestors who slaughtered the indigenous people of this continent to lead the way we live today.

This completely conflicts with mainstream values ​​and positive values.

Just like they would not write that when the federation was in chaos, some people tried to achieve some sense of unity of opinion by occupying Congress.

They will beautify this terrible behavior as "resolving differences in Congress." Anyway, people in the future have not seen it with their own eyes, and they will only believe that history is fair.

It’s just that they ignored that history does not lie, but those who write history do.

The two were chatting, and soon they talked about whether someone would come to rescue them. At this moment, the entire Capitol building seemed to shake.

Many people looked shocked, and the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling were shaking.

One of the attackers who had been sitting on the rostrum, a guy who looked like an officer, smiled and strode outside.

Catherine looked at him as if trying to discern something.

"Look back and stop fucking looking around!"

one of the attackers yelled at Catherine, who sat upright again.

She felt that these people should be soldiers, federal soldiers.

At this time, the director-general was getting the first bad news. They obtained the structural drawings of the Capitol Building and also found an abandoned sewage outlet.

This sewer outlet was originally designed, but during subsequent renovations it could no longer keep up with the sewage discharge volume and was abandoned.

Although it is said to be abandoned, the pipeline is not small and can pass through a heavily armed soldier. Therefore, after the director-general asked the Presidential Palace for instructions, their first plan was to see if they could penetrate it.

Just now, a trip mine exploded, and it was obvious that the attackers also noticed these possible omissions.

Seeing the commandos rolling and crawling back from the sewer, as well as the commandos who were trapped on stretchers and brought up, screaming, the director's temples bulged.

Just as he was about to start his next plan, an attacker walked out of the Capitol gates with his hands raised.

He looked to be in his forties, had no weapons in his hands, was wearing a typical summer training uniform, and had a military demeanor.

He slowly walked down the stairs. When the stairs were close to the ground, several commandos rushed up to him, held his hands behind his back, and ran back while holding him.

The officer was not afraid or frightened at all, and always remained calm and smiling. The director-general saw him immediately.

"Are you going to surrender?"

The officer shook his head, "On the contrary, I just came to deliver some news. You cut off the phone lines and kicked out the media. We can't communicate with each other. This is not conducive to communication between us."

"We need a window to talk to everyone, you know what I mean?"

The director-general stared at him with a scary look, "What's your name?"

The officer continued, "Besides that, we also need..."

The officer's words were interrupted when the chief punched him in the lower abdomen. The punch was not pleasant.

He calmed down for a while, then spit out some sticky spit and showed a very arrogant smile, "You can continue to do what you want to do, starting from the moment I leave, every five minutes , we will kill someone, every thirty minutes, we will kill a congressman until I go back."

"If you don't believe it, you can just leave me here for a while and take a look."

The Director-General's expression became very ugly. He actually believed this in his heart, but he knew very well that if you did everything they said, you would always be at a disadvantage in the game.

In the process of handling cases for so many years, he understands that sometimes you have to make the criminal understand that even if you kill ten innocent people, you have to kill the criminal before he can talk to you on a relatively equal footing.

The director-general raised his wrist and glanced at the time. "Every time someone dies, I will cut off one of your fingers. If a member of Congress dies, I will cut off one of your arms or legs."

"Death will be a luxury for you. I can guarantee that you will suffer in pain for the rest of your life..."

The two looked at each other, neither of them making any concessions, until suddenly there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside.

A body was thrown out of a window in the Capitol and fell heavily to the ground.

The director-general sneered, took out a dagger, and cut off the officer's thumb under his surprised gaze...