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Chapter 1145 The city gate is open? (Please vote for the super large chapter)

Mingte City·North Gate

Bright lights illuminated the blood-stained corridor. The silent officer lit a cigarette, stepped on the wet pool of blood, passed over the corpses lying on the ground, and walked step by step deeper into the corridor.

A small group of heavily armed soldiers followed closely behind him, and the strong smell of blood in the air brushed against everyone's cheeks.

Scattered gunshots that gradually disappeared could be heard from the front, getting closer and lighter.

When the officer turned the last corner, a man with blood on his face appeared in his field of vision and saluted him.

"Sir, we have completed the control of the control center, but some of the original guard troops are still resisting and trying to recapture the control center. We are currently suppressing them on the other side of the control center."

"Ovi has given up on them, they can't wait for support,"

The officer held his cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the man in front of him, "Didn't you tell them?"

"Yes, sir."

The man saluted and said quickly, "But they are still resisting."

"Ove always finds some tough guys who can't turn around."

The officer's footsteps did not stop, and he quickly walked forward in the direction of the city gate control center.

At this moment, the entire console was controlled by heavily armed soldiers, and through the console, on the other side of the control center, there was a passage leading to a small door.

Some soldiers covered in blood, also wearing the uniforms of the city defense army, were trying to charge through this passage, but were suppressed by the soldiers who controlled the control center with powerful firepower.

At the same time, these soldiers guarding the control center were also relying on explosion-proof shields and fire cover to block the passage step by step.

As he walked through the rapid hail of bullets, the officer did not even raise his head to glance at the soldiers who were fighting fiercely on the other side.

He walked to the control center that was tightly surrounded by explosion-proof shields and temporary sandbags. He looked at the screen that had been damaged by stray bullets and had some blur, and asked quickly, "Is the control center okay?"

"No problem, sir!"

The man with blood on his face said immediately.

The officer raised his head and looked forward. The front of the control center was covered with densely packed huge screens. These screens were partially damaged, but they still showed the scene outside the entire city gate.

Densely burning flame mechas, rumbling land tanks and fortresses, as well as dragoon fighters and anti-aircraft fighters suspended in the sky, blocking the sky and the sun.

The army outside the city gate was like a tiger and leopard licking its claws. At this moment, the muscles of the whole body had been tense, waiting for the fence to open the prey and rush in to feast.

"Give me the keycard."

The officer raised his hand and spoke quickly without looking back.

"Sir!"

The man standing next to him glanced at him, and after a brief hesitation, he took out a dark card and handed it to the officer.

"When we go down this road, we have no chance of turning back."

The officer lowered his head and glanced at the blood splattered on the console.

He spoke in a low voice, as if talking to the man next to him, or to himself.

Then he inserted the black card in his hand into the card slot in the console.

"Verifying authorization——"

"Authorization passed."

"Unlocking the North City Gate access control system for you——"

The crisp and bright mechanical female voice echoed in the small control center.

The originally scattered gunshots quickly became intense at this moment, as if the people hiding behind the passage had launched an unprecedented charge.

Amidst the storm of gunfire, the officer's expression was unusually calm.

He watched as the red light on the console, symbolizing the access control system, slowly turned green, and then simultaneously opened the two switch covers on the left and right.

He raised his hands, held the two bolts marked 'Outer City Gate' and 'Inner City Gate' at the same time, and slowly pulled them down.

"The outer city gate is opening——"

"The inner city gate is opening——"

With the mechanical female voice echoing in the control center, the officer released his palm and took a step back.

The cigarette in his mouth had been smoked, he threw away the cigarette butt, took out a new cigarette and held it in his mouth. In the thick gun, he took out an old-fashioned lighter and lit the flame.

He put the flame close to the cigarette, looked at the direction where the fierce exchange of fire was coming, and said calmly, "Deal with them."

"yes!"

The man with blood on his face saluted.

The officer held his cigarette in his mouth, turned around, and glanced at the screen behind him.

He saw the flames spitting out from the war machines on the screen, and saw the swaying armors eagerly trying to get closer to the city gate.

Like a ferocious tiger or leopard rubbing the ground with its claws, waiting to charge at any time.

He retracted his gaze and walked outside the control center, towards the direction where the city gate opened.

Now, he was going to complete the final steps and welcome the violent and crazy minions into the city.

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Nancheng City Defense Force Command Center

The ancient gramophone played soft and comfortable music. The man poured the bright red wine in his hand into the wine glass and handed it to the young officer beside him.

"General,"

The officer standing beside him stared blankly at the wine glass that was handed to him. After a brief pause, he said slowly, "Outside--"

"Is there anything out there?"

Ovi filled the wine glass in front of him with bright red wine and stared out the window.

Half of the window outside the window is a silent city with dim lights, and the other half is a huge shadow that reaches straight to the sky, as if it has blocked the sky and half of the world.

A faint, thin sound was coming from the shadow at this moment, like a small stick gently knocking on the wooden box, or like the popcorn in the popcorn machine boiling and expanding.

Ta-ta-ta-

That is the towering city wall, the giant shield of the Federation that protects civilization.

"you say,"

Ovi lowered his head, looked at the wine in his hand, seemed to remember something, and whispered, "What exactly does the high wall protect?"

The officer standing next to him paused slightly and fell into silence.

"You know,"

Ovi seemed to expect that he would not get the answer. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. "How many city defense officers have there been in Mingte City over the past six or seven hundred years?"

The officer standing next to him paused for a moment and whispered, "How many hundreds are there?"

"There were 207 people before me, and they are all my seniors."

Ovi asked in a low voice, "What about the Federation?"

"I'm afraid there are countless of them,"

The young officer shook his head slightly, "There are so many cities in the Federation."

"Yeah, too many to count."

After hearing the officer's words, Ovi did not ask any more questions, but just picked up the wine glass.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

A guard opened the door and looked nervously at Ovi in ​​the room, "General, we caught a person who broke into the command center."

Behind him, several guards were following a red-haired man down the corridor.

"Force the military camp and kill them."

Ovi took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Bring it here for what."

"He said he was a person sent by Mr. Sauter to deliver a message to Mr. Sauter,"

The guard stood in front of the door and explained forcefully, "This needs to be decided by you."

Ovi raised his head and glanced at the guard. After a brief silence, he put down his wine glass and said slowly, "Bring him in."

Several guards squeezed into the room holding the red-haired man whose hands were chained.

"Are you from the FBI?"

Ovi raised his head and glanced at the red-haired man, then picked up the wine glass, seeming to recall whether he had ever seen such a person.

Then he looked the red-haired man up and down, and seemed to be a little uninterested, "Drag him out and kill him."

The red-haired man who was about to answer choked on his words. Before the guards on the left and right could take action, he struggled and shouted loudly, "Does General Ovie want to be a lackey of the consortium for the rest of his life?"

"Kill."

Ove waved his hand.

The guards on the left and right dragged the red-haired man and pulled him out.

The red-haired man struggled more and more fiercely, and shouted loudly, "Does General Ovie want to see those brothers who are loyal to Minter City and the city defense army die under the butcher's knife of the consortium's lackeys?!"

His pitch rose and his voice became louder, "Did those soldiers betray his oath at the high wall? Did they betray their army? Did they deserve to die in this conspiracy in vain?"

He raised his voice and shouted angrily, "Don't the generals of this city have the courage to avenge their soldiers?!"

The moment he shouted these words, the whole room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by the violent sounds of firearms being loaded, the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the red-haired man's head.

The red-haired man watched all this in silence and swallowed.

Now, all it takes is a wave of the 'general' sitting across from him, and his head will instantly explode into a big red and white watermelon.

"Saote asked you to come here just to ask you to say this?"

But unexpectedly, the person opposite calmed down, holding a wine glass, and asked with a chuckle.

\u0026quot;Mr. Sauter is heading to the North Gate,\u0026quot;

The red-haired man was silent for a moment and said slowly, "Together with Food Minister Vico, Mr. Lockett has been assassinated. Mr. Vico is the closest successor to the mayor in the cabinet."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Ovi calmly brought the wine glass to his lips.

He has always been neutral and offends no one.

He was ‘promised’ long before everything started.

As long as he remained neutral in this battle, he would remain the commander of the city's defense forces.

The mercenary group of the consortium cannot be in this city forever, but he will always be there.

In this battle, he is just a spectator.

Minter City will always be there, but the people who rule this city will continue to change.

All this has nothing to do with him.

On the contrary, the more chaotic the city government becomes, the more stable his position becomes.

In order to suppress him, Lockett would rather leave the position of city defense minister vacant than give it to him, but it still cannot affect his control of the city defense army.

From a purely profit perspective, he had no reason to take action.

The red-haired Borrick looked at the city defense general in front of him, and he was in a trance for a moment. He vaguely understood the implication of the man in front of him.

"It seems you have nothing to say,"

Ovi sighed softly, seeming a little disappointed, and put the wine glass to his mouth, "Drag it out."

The surrounding guards immediately rushed up and tried to drag Borric away.

At this moment, Borrick seemed to finally come to his senses and shouted loudly, "Mr. Sauter asked me to bring you a message,"

At this moment, Ovi had already shaken the bright red wine and turned his eyes to the window, no longer looking at Borrick.

"He asked me to ask you,"

Borrick's loud roar still echoed in the silent room. His voice became louder and louder, as if he wanted to scream out all the air in his lungs.

"Do you want to hide in the shadow of this small city all your life and be a shrinking coward, or do you want to stand in the sunshine and be famous forever?"

The voice echoed in the silent room, but there was no response.

Eventually, the red-haired man was pulled out of the room.

The young officer who had been sitting at the table stared at the 'general' in front of him and watched him put down the wine glass in his hand.

Then bang.

The wine glass seemed to have finally lost its hold on the powerful force and suddenly shattered, with bright red wine splashing out.

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On the small rooftop at the end of the corridor, the cold wind ruffled the messy red hair of the man kneeling on the ground.

The flying snow sprinkled on his hair and clothes.

The guard leader looked at Borrick kneeling in front of him, slowly took out a Gauss pistol, put it against the back of his head, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, brother, each is his own master."

Borrick lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said no more.

"Wait a moment."

At the moment when the guard's finger was on the trigger, a soft cry came from deep in the corridor.

The guard leader put away his Gauss pistol, turned around and looked at the young officer walking step by step in the corridor behind him.

The young officer nodded slightly to the guard leader and walked to Borrick's side.

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When the bright light shone into Borrick's eyes again, he seemed to feel grateful for the rest of his life after death.

He followed the young officer and saw the city defense commander again.

At this moment, there was no red wine or wine glass in front of the general, only a silver pistol placed on the table.

Then, he watched the general in front of him raise his head and look at him with cold eyes.

Those eyes were like sharp daggers, piercing his heart, and the terrifying oppression spread to his soul.

At this moment, there were no guards around Borrick, but he had never felt that death was so close to him.

The horrible pressure pressed on his chest, making it almost impossible to breathe.

He has never seen such a solid sense of oppression, and perhaps no one can show such a terrifying sense of oppression again.

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, a name suddenly appeared in his memory.

Mr. Sauter.

Although 'Sote' seemed to have never shown such power and majesty, there was a dark feeling in his mind.

Mr. Sauter's strength is not weaker than the commander of the city defense army in front of him, it is even stronger.

The moment I thought of all this, the horrible pressure seemed to be relieved a lot.

The general sitting behind the desk seemed not to give Borrick time to think.

He looked up at Borrick, his voice was calm and indifferent, "Sault can blow his mind with just a touch of his lips, can he do it? He is just a deputy chief of staff from Irons, he has that Big ability?"

The pressure in the air seemed to be getting stronger.

With the image of 'Saut' reverberating in his mind, Borrick resisted the terrifying pressure. He gritted his teeth, stared at Ovie, and said hoarsely, "Does Mr. Sauter have such ability?" It depends on your judgment, you have seen him."

"Um?"

At this moment, Ovi raised his head and glanced at the red-haired man in front of him.

A terrifying sense of oppression acted on Borrick's shoulders, almost completely crushing his body. However, he still resisted the pressure, straightened his body, and stared at Ovi.

"Nice boy."

Ovi stood up, picked up the silver pistol on the desk, and put it in his waist.

At this moment, Borrick felt the mountain pressing on him suddenly loosen up, his whole body shook, and he almost fell.

Ovi's eyes had already passed over him and looked at the young officer beside him, "Pass my order to mobilize the troops and prepare to counter the rebellion."

"yes!"

The young officer immediately performed a military salute, then he paused slightly and looked at Ovi, "General, where is that north gate?"

"The guy at Beimen has been completely bought by West Steel,"

Ovi walked to the coat rack nearby and took off a simple officer's hat. "We have done everything we can, since Sauter wants us to work for him,"

He raised his hand and put the officer's hat on his head, "Then show us his strength."

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Mingte City·North Gate

The speeding motorcycle passed through the snowy night, leaving long traces on the ground, and stopped on the street behind the wide and towering grand gate.

At this moment, the inner city gate, which was closed at night, has slowly opened to both sides.

Opposite the inner city gate, across the wide Wengcheng, the outer city gate also opened almost simultaneously.

In the vast wilderness of night, the mechas shining with flames and brilliance like numerous stars were like densely packed fireflies, pouring in from the huge opening of the door.

Pass through the barbican and rush to the inner city.

Groups of neatly lined up soldiers were standing at the opened gate of the inner city, guarding the opened gate.

Welcome the influx of light from outside the city.

Vico raised his head and looked at the open city gate blankly.

He could vaguely see that behind the crack of the open gate, in addition to the densely packed mechas pouring in, there were also whistling war machines, making a roaring sound.

Like a hungry beast, he rushed to the open city gate recklessly.

"Are we late?"

He opened his mouth slightly and said in a trembling voice.

"Not late."

A calm voice sounded in front of him.

Then he saw the blood-colored brilliance being pulled out of the white scabbard again, and the speeding motorcycle blew across his cheek with cold wind.

The roaring engine shook the earth, and the blood-colored blade cut through the wind and snow.

The mechas spewing flames passed through the open city gate, and the dazzling brilliance gathered in the huge muzzle.

Like a flash under the night sky, it lit up the sky.

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