Blackstone Code

The buzzing sound of fighter jets quickly shuttled over the border. The young president was communicating with a friend of Marillo's governor, trying to stabilize the situation on the border through some more methods.

But at this moment, the roar of fighter jets coming from outside made him suddenly realize something.

After staying there for a few seconds, he ignored the voice in the receiver and said, "Wait a moment." He put down the receiver and walked to the window.

The fighter jets in the sky have begun to lower their altitude and circle.

The young president has learned some of the federal air force's tactics. He knows that when these fighter jets start to hover over an area, it means that a battle will break out at any time.

The Ministry of National Defense has not considered hiding such simple information, and appropriately revealing some of the federal status before the war can not only deter the enemy, but also give the federal people confidence in the war!

The young president was stunned for a few more seconds, and then quickly ran out of the room. The commissioner of the Ministry of National Defense was outside the door, chatting with a supervisor of the Security Committee.

Both of them looked very relaxed and did not raise their heads. They already knew what the presence of fighter jets on the border meant.

"Tell me, this is just a drill!" The young president suppressed the emotions that were beginning to boil in his heart and kept his voice as low as possible.

But his emotions were so turbulent that he couldn't suppress the aggressive attitude in his tone!

Officials from the Ministry of National Defense showed a regretful expression, "The Marillos are crossing the border with weapons in a large-scale and premeditated manner."

"Their refusal to heed radio calls to stay away from the border is an undeclared invasion."

The young president's eyes were a little red, "How could this be an invasion? They are just civilians!"

His rich body movements showed that he was definitely very uneasy in his heart at this time, "Are you going to use force against these civilians?"

That kind of unbelievable rhetorical questions and rebuke did make his image a little better, but in the eyes of the Ministry of Defense officials and the head of the Security Committee, he became even more clownish.

Because just two minutes ago, domestic news had come that the president approved the firing request applied by the Department of Defense.

In a few minutes, they will launch a military attack on all Marillos who cross the border and are within one kilometer of the federal border without entry permission.

Regarding the little president's gradually amplified voice at this time, the Ministry of Defense officials always maintained their attitude and even smiled, "Unfortunately, sir, they are carrying weapons, and many of them are loaded and ready to be fired at any time. ."

"I can't relate them to civilians, so I'm sorry."

"And this is an order from the Ministry of Defense. Even if I am on your side, there is nothing I can do."

"You have time to discuss with me whether they are civilians. Why not consider how to persuade them to leave the federal territory!"

The official of the Ministry of National Defense raised his wrist and glanced at the watch worth more than 7,000 yuan on his wrist. "You still have five minutes..."

The young president glared at the two men fiercely, turned around and returned to the room.

He briefly told the person on the other end of the phone what happened here, and then turned the microphone back on.

Countless loudspeakers along the border once again sounded the voice of the young president——

"Here it is... all Marillos who crossed the border should immediately turn back and the federal government has activated preventive mechanisms."

"This is not a threat. Get out as soon as possible. They will respond to your invasion in five minutes!"

"Before it's too late, exit as soon as possible. I will continue to communicate with the federal government. If you leave now, I can ensure your safety..."

Listening to the voice coming from the loudspeaker, the Ministry of National Defense official standing outside curled his lips and said, "He can't protect anyone."

The Security Committee official obviously knew better and nodded in agreement, whether it was his father, grandfather, other members of his family, or even his wife in the name of the Federation!

From the beginning to now, he has actually not changed at all. He can't protect anyone, he can only see these people get hurt.

But he felt that he could do many things. This was funny, absurd, but so real that it was terrifying!

Without him, perhaps the Federation's soft colonization of Marillo over the years would not have been so easy.

If the damn weather didn't cool down, maybe his usefulness would be a little more important to the Federation.

but now……

In fact, he doesn’t have much value anymore!

Five minutes passed quickly, and some people even heard his loudspeaker and accelerated the invasion. When the time reached the hour, the battle broke out.

The reason why it is called a battle, not a war, is because one side is too strong and the other is too weak.

So weak...it all felt like a massacre!

A large number of snow-covered light armored vehicles were running quickly on the ground, and fire was constantly spraying out from the shooting ports.

Group after group of invaders soon left a large amount of blood flowers, and then fell to the ground, gradually covered by ice and snow.

Fighters in the sky would dive from time to time, and the machine guns that kept spitting fire left scars on the ground.

Many of these scars will "bleed", and the scarlet color is embellished with pure blood, which is particularly dazzling.

But no matter what happens here, it will eventually be covered, swallowed, and integrated by the falling snow.

Here, there is no summer anymore.

There is no need to worry about the plague, and there is no need to even bury the enemies who died in battle. They will be frozen and frozen. After millions of years of "semi-permanent freezing", they can face the world again.

But when that time comes, nature will decompose them and let them become nutrients and part of this world again!

From being born in this world to returning to this world, no matter what it is, it will ultimately be a circle!

The young president shouted at the top of his lungs, which eventually turned into a long silence.

It was not until night that the fighting came to an end. Perhaps it was the indiscriminate shooting of a large number of fighter planes at the gathering points of the Marillos near the border that finally made the Marillos feel fear.

They started to back away.

People are like this. Unless someone dies, they will never know how to be respectful.

Perhaps what the Federation has shown over the years has made them mistakenly believe that everything in the Federation is beautiful, that the Federation has an inclusive society and a brilliant culture.

They have given people equal status, the basic rights they should enjoy as human beings, and the dignity they should enjoy.

But all of this is actually false and illusory.

The Federals themselves had never owned these things, so how could they give them to foreigners?

When the interests of the Federation outweigh their hypocrisy on the balance, that's the moment they take off their masks and take out their sickles!

At around six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and the young president walked out of the room in a somewhat embarrassed state.

It's getting colder, it's summer now, but it's minus five or six degrees here, it's such a bad damn weather!

He could understand why the Marillos wanted to go to the Federation so much, because it was too cold!

There is basically no way to grow plants, they have no way to survive!

The reason why the Mariro people are still persisting now is because they saved some food in the early years, and the federal people are also maintaining their food supply.

But many people know that the Federals cannot continue to supply. Once they cut off the supply, Marillo will be destroyed...

The young president adjusted his clothes. He felt like a dog with its spine broken and a puppet with its soul taken out.

His eyes were blank and empty, and the guards responsible for his safety at the door were looking at him. The faint smell of blood and a faint smell of gunpowder in the air made him feel a little nauseous now.

"I... want to go back."

He said.

He didn't know how to face the people of Marillo. He even begged them in the end, but people kept calling in and cursing him.

Curse his disgust, his cruelty, his betrayal!

Someone even told him that if he was a man, he should fight for the injustice of this country like his grandfather and father, even if it meant sacrificing his own life!

But he couldn't do this. He was afraid of death and even afraid of pain!

He had no idea why he was here, going through all this bad stuff, he just wanted to go back!

The official of the Ministry of National Defense nodded and then applied for a waterway.

If they had not applied for fairways and markings, their plane might have been shot down as soon as it took off.

More than half an hour later, everything was settled. The plane slowly took off, and the little president's thoughts seemed to have taken off. He kept flying, flying very high, so high that he couldn't see everything happening here!

When the plane was halfway through the flight, the young president fell into a coma.

The people from the Security Committee immediately arranged for a medical team to check on his condition. He had a slight fever.

The doctor believed that he had gone through huge mental ups and downs. When he came out of the room, he didn't put on his clothes and was exposed to the cold wind, so he had a fever.

After taking the special medicine that ordinary people were not even qualified to buy, the little president's condition became a little better.

After the plane landed, he was rushed to the best hospital in Bupen.

Although his current value is not very great, he is somewhat useful.

Even waste can be sold for money, let alone the legal president of a country?

It was around ten o'clock in the evening when the young president woke up, and not long after, Lynch and his nominal wife came over.

The young president looked at his wife, whose face was glowing red, and her body that seemed to be shaking when she walked, and seemed to understand something.

For no reason, this was the first time that he felt extremely angry because his wife was fucked by a man other than him!

Even if there is a high probability that this person is Lynch!