From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars

Inside the Capitol, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it seemed to condense the air into substance, and the impeachment resolution turned into the ferocious faces of the members in dispute.

Although none of the three were present, the resolution was still like a guillotine that was about to fall, hanging over the heads of Brandon, Trafalgar and Miller.

Multiple charges involving abuse of power, embezzlement of resources and serious violations of democratic procedures, like a heavy bomb, instantly dragged them into an unprecedented political vortex. The documents of those charges piled up like a mountain, and every page seemed to tell the darkness and corruption of the core of federal power, which put them in a desperate situation surrounded by enemies.

However, things did not go so smoothly.

Although the leaders of the two parties have united all the forces that can be united, Brandon and Miller's layout over the years has not been in vain.

At the last moment when the leaders of the two parties thought that the impeachment was "a sure thing", the "lurkers" among the congressmen and the bill review committee finally appeared.

Originally, the leaders of the two parties thought that they could quickly pass the impeachment and arrest, but they were deadlocked because of the emergence of these opponents, because if they rashly started voting and eventually failed in the impeachment, they would lose the initiative.

Seeing the arguing members of the two sides in the House of Representatives, the two party leaders looked at each other and saw the deep worry in each other's eyes.

Brandon, the president who once made many grand visions in front of the federal people with high spirits, now stood alone in front of the wide-view viewing window of the presidential palace.

Outside the window is the bustling and noisy capital star with hidden turbulent waves. The flashing neon lights are intertwined with the looming uneasy atmosphere in the streets and alleys.

Although he and Defense Secretary Miller have laid out the "chess pieces" in advance and are trying to delay time, Brandon knows that if this problem cannot be solved once and for all, then the impeachment review that is happening now is likely to become "daily" in the future.

In the President's office, the lights that automatically dimmed according to the intensity of sunlight shone on everyone's faces, outlining solemn outlines.

Those who could stand here at this time were all loyal to him, like his loyal followers and supporters.

"Have you contacted Marshal Trafalgar?" he asked.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, the Marshal and his fleet have entered combat silence 12 natural hours ago. We can only contact them after the battle is over."

The director of the President's Office quickly glanced at the silent people around him, hesitated for a moment and continued:

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, even if we can contact the Marshal now, he can't get back in time."

"Damn, they chose this time, did they really plan it?"

Brandon's eyebrows squeezed deeper, he turned his head to look at the officers standing in the office, and asked:

"Where is Minister Miller?"

"The minister is currently staying in the Ministry of Defense building. He has previously discovered that some army generals have too much contact with those congressmen. He is worried that the other party will jump off the wall, so he stayed in the Ministry of Defense building to stabilize the morale of the army." An officer said.

Another officer also spoke up at this moment: "Sir, should we notify the Capital Garrison Command in advance and ask them to increase their vigilance?"

"Yes." Brandon nodded, "At the same time, let the Presidential Palace Special Service enter combat status."

A trace of determination and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, as if at this moment, this member who has always been the most "weak" in the "Iron Triangle" has secretly made a vow to fight to the death.

"Sir, the impeachment of Congress is coming fiercely, and the two old foxes Elaine King and Thomas White will never give up. How should we deal with it now? If the delay is too long, will the other party try some risky actions?"

A military liaison who stayed in the President's Office suddenly spoke up, with a trace of unconcealable worry in his voice.

Brandon slowly turned around, his eyes were like torches, slowly sweeping across everyone's faces, his eyes seemed to contain endless power and determination, his tone was low but as shocking as a bell:

"Elaine King, Thomas White. They tried to force us into a desperate situation and make us the sinners of federal history! But we must not sit and wait for death. The current situation is the result of our hard work over the years, and we must not fall into the hands of those who just want to take advantage of the opportunity to reap the fruits! We must rise up and resist, and protect everything we have built with our own hands, even if it means risking everything we have!"

Everyone present was shocked, and they suddenly realized that this time the impeachment of the leaders of the two parties seemed to have pushed the federal president to another extreme, and it was an extreme that could not be turned back once it was taken.

On the other side, Brandon's speech continued.

"I know you all have concerns. If you continue to follow me, you will also be affected by me when the impeachment case officially takes effect. I understand this idea very well, so if anyone wants to quit, you can leave this office now. I will never stop you, and I will never blame anyone."

Brandon raised his hand and pointed to the door of the president's office. The others present were also entangled at this moment. They didn't know whether they should continue to work with Brandon.

What if this president who was forced into a desperate situation made even crazier moves later?

What if even Marshal Trafalgar, who holds military power, is unable to turn the tide and the 'Iron Triangle' does eventually step down due to impeachment or even be arrested? What should they do?

But not everyone is willing to be the leader at this moment, and humans are also a race with a very serious 'herd effect'. After discovering that no one else is leaving, even those who want to leave will choose to stay.

At the last moment, the new Secretary of State, who was closest to the door, slowly walked toward the door under everyone's gaze.

Then he locked the door to the office.

"Your Excellency, we are willing to follow your lead."

Seeing this scene, Brandon felt a lot more stable. After he composed himself, he said in a deep voice:

"Thank you everyone. Although I can't promise you anything, I can tell you that the night before dawn is indeed very long, but the glory after dawn will last for a long time. And I, Brandon, will never enjoy this glory alone. , even if it fails in the end, I will not let you bear this crime!"

After hearing these words, everyone present took a deep breath almost at the same time, and then puffed up their chests, as if they were silently swearing by Brandon's words. The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely solemn, and a feeling of sharing the same hatred with the enemy and despising death quickly spread in this small space.

The officer with the highest rank and responsibility present finally took a step forward.

After paying a straight military salute to Brandon, he said in a loud voice:

"Please give the order, Your Excellency the President!"

Brandon looked around at everyone, nodded, and gave instructions:

"Although I can't contact Marshal Trafalgar now, and Secretary Miller must be stationed at the Department of Defense and cannot support him, I will not sit still and wait for death."

Brandon looked at the President's Chief of Staff, who immediately raised his head after noticing his gaze.

"Prepare a public speech as quickly as possible. I authorize you to use all the channels under our control. You don't have to worry about other galaxies, but the capital galaxy, especially the main star and the special zone, must achieve maximum coverage and dissemination!

After the public speech, I will issue martial law in the capital as president and order the capital security command to assemble troops. The presidential palace will immediately enter defense mode, and all personnel will move to the underground fortress and set up a temporary command headquarters.

Finally, go notify Mrs. Paris and her gang of 'male favorites'. We have protected them for so long under the raids of other companies, and now it is time for them to help. "