Him and their stars

It is said that when a country is about to perish, there must be evil. What the real "evil" looks like, no one can really say, but at least the current situation must be abnormal.

For the professional politicians here, the most terrifying thing is that the familiar scene suddenly becomes unrecognizable.

How did our country become like this? What will happen to our country in the future? If it were not for the small conference room, there would be only a dozen people sitting on the scene, and someone would definitely start sobbing.

So, in the stiff atmosphere on the scene, the chairman of the National Defense Committee, who was scolded speechless, suddenly felt more pressure. It seemed that all the silence on the scene represented the approval of the vice president's words just now.

The face of the elderly national supreme military and political chief became even paler, and countless sweat appeared on his wrinkled forehead. He pointed at Vice President Hierro tremblingly, but he couldn't even speak.

In the end, it was the President who interrupted the calmness of the scene with fair words in a businesslike tone: "Vice President, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated."

This should be a way to stop the fight. However, the elderly Defense Chairman Maxell seemed to have been hit by the last blow. His face changed several times in an instant. He stretched out a hand to cover his chest, and then fell straight back.

The scene immediately caused a great chaos, and even the culprit, the Vice President, was at a loss.

He was indeed overwhelmed by the pressure of reality and began to give up on himself, which led to the scene of mocking the old chairman, but he himself did not want to see this scene.

If he really angered Mr. Maxell to death, what kind of treatment would he enjoy in history books? The Vice President sat there blankly, completely giving up thinking.

In fact, no matter how chaotic it was, it was only the old chairman who had a problem. If someone was in charge at the scene, order could be restored in half a minute at most. Emergency work could also be arranged.

However, there were so many big shots who could make the decision on the scene that they were in chaos for nearly three minutes before someone finally realized that they should call for some help from outside the venue. So, the secretaries who were on standby outside the conference room quickly entered the room.

Health workers and emergency robots also began rescue work, but the effect after the operation was not obvious. The robot then said that Mr. Maxell's vital signs were declining, probably due to untimely treatment, and they had tried their best.

This statement of "untimely treatment" was really distressing. It was not a lullaby for the old chairman, but a slap in the face of the big shots on the scene. Only robots dare to have such low emotional intelligence.

Fortunately, in addition to the medical robots, there were also secretaries who entered the scene. We must know that the secretaries of elected politicians are often people with special skills. This is a fact determined by the political system.

So, a member of the presidential secretary team, because of Killian Sazabi's psychic shot. Then the jade light emitting the breath of life enveloped the scene, and the chairman's breathing suddenly calmed down. A little blood finally appeared on his pale face, and he even looked much healthier than before he fainted.

In this way, after a period of mysterious and powerful mystical means, the chairman's life was finally restored.

The medical personnel with sufficient professional equipment arrived at the scene half an hour later. It is said that because of the crowd of people making trouble on the bridge between Eternal City and Honolulu Island, the systemic traffic jam in the entire Eternal City was caused.

If it were not for Killian Sazabi, a psychic and a top student of San Sulo Medical University, who was still present, the Maxell Defense Committee would definitely become the first community cabinet minister to fall on the job during the war, right?

As the Imperial Army gets closer and closer to the earth, everyone may feel a sense of oppression of the end of the world. Panic will drive people crazy, and public security will naturally face a subversive test.

This time it is just a systemic blockage. Next time it may be a group zero-dollar purchase, and then it will probably be a national chicken-eating competition for the dysfunction of the governance agency.

Faced with this situation, as the decision-makers of the community, they should make a decision as soon as possible.

However, after such a turmoil, this so-called cabinet meeting could not be held.

President Nishita began to comfort everyone in a very formulaic way, saying something like "the world is difficult but it is not a time of despair yet, please be patient for the country", and then announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Of course, before everyone left, the President's Secretary General Yang Mingzhao still informed the President of the situation in Congress.

"Impeach me? Ahahaha, does it also include members of our party?"

Yang Mingzhao nodded, and explained very patiently: "But it is just the opinion of a few extreme people. Members of parliament need the decision of the Presidential Office."

"Haha, even if I have a decision, it is not for them, but for all the people of the community." President Nishita slammed the table in front of the cabinet members who had not yet dispersed, and shouted loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you see it now, right? This is treason, this is blatant treason! How many of our parliamentarians have become the running dogs of the invaders? Fortunately, gentlemen, I am still the president of the Blue Star Community, so I must never let the free country established by Marshal Li and our ancestors fall into the hands of running dogs. As long as I am not dismissed, I have the obligation to make decisions for everything now. This is the power given to me by the system!"

"Since it is treason, the system can also allow you to enforce martial law." Someone muttered in a low voice hiding in the crowd, and everyone at the scene immediately looked at it sideways.

President Nishita laughed, and there was a hint of madness in his laughter: "This is also the power given to me by the system. Don't you think so, brother Yero?"

Vice President Yero squeezed out a forced smile, and dared not speak timidly, as if the output to the chairman of the National Defense Committee just now had used up all his blue bars.

"Ming Zhao, notify Chairman Xiaona and ask him to quickly restore public order. If we want to continue to resist the invaders, we must not let ourselves get in chaos! No matter what method we use, we must do this!"

In short, no matter whether his current impassionedness is pretentious or sincere, he is the head of state who has not evacuated the earth after all. He seems to be the fearless war leader who will resist to the end. Of course, the adults in the cabinet can only believe this.

After the meeting, President Nishita just walked out of the underground bunker and received a report from Commissioner Xiaona from Mars. Obviously, whether it is his own secretarial team or his best friends, everyone's work efficiency is still very high. This once again made the president feel relieved.

There are not only insects around me, this must be able to do politics well.

Through the video call, the president was very satisfied to see the special military police directly under the chairman of the internal affairs committee, wearing mechas and driving armored vehicles out of the barracks on the outskirts of the city and heading towards the city.

Their mission is to restore public security and traffic in the capital city, and if necessary, they can take all means to stop the evil deeds of "a small group of thugs".

Of course, whether this "small group of thugs" is worthy of the rioting crowd that blocked the bridge, or someone else, President Nishita thinks that Chairman Xiaona understands, and Chairman Xiaona should also be able to make the leaders of this combat force understand.

In short, I have to thank Chairman Xiaona and my capable secretarial team. After their reorganization, at least the Secret Service and the Military Police in Yongheng City have become the armed forces that the Presidential Palace can use at will.

Sure enough, men have soldiers and power, and it is only natural to have military power.

Looking at these (outwardly) majestic mobile forces, President Nishita had a sense of pleasure in commanding thousands of troops, which made him feel that he was also an invincible general. Which man doesn't have such a dream?

The President took the direct elevator back to his presidential palace-of course, it was the conspicuous landmark building in the center of Yongheng City. It was once the seat of the Governor's Mansion during the Empire's rule, and its architectural style is naturally full of elegant and majestic imperial court flavor.

Of course, after independence, in order to demonstrate the spirit of freedom and democracy, a layer of blue and white tiles was pasted on the main building, which is said to be the color of democracy. In addition, a lighthouse shape was made of various flowers on the lawn, which is the torch of freedom.

If the Imperial Fleet enters the solar system, such a conspicuous building will definitely be the first target of attack.

However, Mr. Nishita did not move to a safer place. He must let everyone know that their leader is still on Earth and is still fighting side by side with them.

So, after coming out of the elevator, he did not go into the house immediately, but turned back to the gate of the wall, waved vigorously to the crowd across the street, and then clenched his fist and pointed to the sky.

"Fight!" He shouted silently to the crowd.

"Long live the President!" "Long live the Blue Star Community!"

Cheers suddenly rang out in the crowd. At least at this time, they probably really felt that as long as the president was still on Earth, they had not lost.

This sudden courage and fighting spirit may be temporary, but it is much better than having no courage at all.

In this way, the warrior-like President Nishita had just entered the private living area of ​​the west wing of the mansion, and his temperament was completely sluggish.

If the vice president just now was a balloon that had been deflated, he was like a robot whose battery had been removed. The heroic appearance maintained on the surface was shattered to the ground, revealing a face full of panic.

President Keith Nishita threw himself on the soft sofa, closed his eyes, and hugged the big cat who was napping next to him, as if he could escape the cruel reality and enter a soft world.

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He heard the cat's purring, and the feeling of the fluffy tail that looked like a parachute brushing against his face was like a breeze.

What to do? The longer I spend with people, the more I like cats.

The president had just turned this thought over when he heard the familiar footsteps getting closer and closer to his ears, and the figure who had slept in the same bed for thirty years sat down next to him.

"I have heard what happened in the cabinet meeting just now. In fact, Darling, you should not humiliate a highly respected Defense Committee Chairman like this."

The president sighed with a rhythm that only he could feel, and spent a few seconds mentally building up. Then he slowly opened his eyes, and while slowly stroking the tabby cat like a godfather, he said to His wife, Melalie Grunso Nicita, who had already sat next to him, showed a well-honed business smile.

In fact, it was a wry smile used by the salesperson, which fully showed the sadness and powerlessness of a mentally and physically exhausted leader: "This is Vice President Hierro's own way!"

"But you didn't stop it. I know that you are not satisfied with the work of the National Defense Committee, but now you can't find a replacement." Mrs. Melalie said.

"Everyone is under tremendous pressure. After all, Chairman Maxel is so old and can no longer bear such heavy pressure. This is the reality of the world! However, in the National Defense Committee, there are always people who are I can take over. I trust everyone." President Nishita still maintained a bitter expression, with sadness in his eyes.

President Nishita's expression management skills are almost full. He has a very rich library of smiling expressions for voters, colleagues, foreign guests, and political opponents. His main focus is to be decent and elegant at all times, and occasionally It can also reveal a hint of tough tenderness, giving it a rich sense of layering.

Then there was only a "pop" sound, which was the president's wife raising her hand and slapping her husband in the face.

Of course she didn't use any force, she wouldn't see red, blue or purple, and she couldn't even leave a little palm print, but she could definitely make Mr. Nishita feel clear pain.

The big tabby cat let out a "meow", jumped a few steps away and jumped onto the coffee table.

"Is this necessary? Is this necessary?" President Nishita covered his face and let out a loud voice that was almost like howling in loss.

"Darling, I told you that after returning home, there is no need to bring back the clothes outside. Home is a warm place and a place where you should take off all disguises." Mrs. Nishita said while stroking her hands.

"Yes, yes, I'm warm." The president nodded vigorously.

"Very good, Darling." The president's wife handed over the hand-ground coffee she had just made with a smile: "Tell us, what should we do? I will listen to you, the head of the family."

I better really be the head of the family. Mr. President sighed and took a big sip of coffee. He was sure it was his favorite taste, and his eyebrows suddenly relaxed.

Madam still loves me. The president felt that his mood and fighting spirit were recovering, and he said helplessly: "I have worked hard for the country, and I have given everything to resist the tyranny of the empire, but there is only betrayal! This president is not worthy!"

"If you give up your responsibilities now, you will become a civilian." The president's wife said thoughtfully.

The president nodded.

"The Imperial people are very martial ethics, so they may not intercept civilian ships."

The president continued to nod.

"We can go back to our parents' house and live the rest of our lives peacefully. Anyway, the children are with grandpa and have settled down. From now on, I will go back to university to teach, and you will open a law firm?"

The president nodded with joy, and then was slapped by his wife again.

Of course, this time the action was gentle, it was hard to tell whether it was a slap in the face or a caress, so President Nishita really didn't know whether he should be wailing or intoxicated.

"Darling, aren't you worried that the empire will draw up a list of war criminals and put you on it? They have done such a thing before."

"No, you can't be so ungrateful, right?" President Nishita's expression suddenly changed to one of horror.

"Okay, this is a little joke I made, but..." The president's wife, who was still charming, smiled and gave her husband a kiss. The smile on her face seemed to be plated with smelted steel:

"Darling, many people don't want you to give up your post today."