The Sword of Galaxy

The move of Speaker Konsettlin was unexpectedly expected by the Ministry of Military Affairs, and even Kareyan, who was famous for his wisdom, had no idea. *** [*** Please go to w ^ w ^ w. ． c ^ o ^ m see the latest chapter ****] *

The attack on the Assembly Hall completely exposed the conflict between Marcas and Consettelin. Although Douglas Conceitlin was already a predecessor, Marcus was just a puppet he had cultivated and listened to. Now he has his own will, and of course he must catch up with it.

However, it involved Gavin Silia, who was counted by the Manchuria to fight, but this was the only one. Douglas was the main battle faction, who brought down Silia who helped him fight the empire.

"What can't be understood? Douglas's army can fight much more." When he said this, Silia's face was loose and ordinary, but it was not surprising at all. "He has penetrated into the high-ranking military camp in these years. You can know how much you have with your toes. If the military department is in his hands, he can promote himself as soon as he fights. When the time is high, the profitability will be distributed, and the profitable space will be large. Go, it's easy to kill one or two generals who don't deal with them. "

Seven or eight generals and lieutenants on the helicopter listened to each other at the moment, and there was nothing around them.

These people shouldn't have rushed into a plane to crowd into a plane, but there was such a big deal in the council, and now the people in the military are worried, all they want is to rush to see Celia, one minute and one second earlier. It's all good. Had it not been for the limited load of the helicopter, the heavy fire support in the cabin would have occupied most of the space, and half of the military general's admirers would not be allowed to squeeze in like canned sardines.

"If I resurrected as they expected, Douglas would have another tool at his disposal. But now I am a thorn in his eyes, and I can't wait to get rid of it immediately, and even the treason is set out."

Celia shook her head, and Karejan asked: "What now? Douglas is talking everywhere. Once he speaks more than half of the members, he can reconvene the parliament and put you and Speaker Marcus on trial ..."

Said it was a parliamentary trial, but as long as Douglasla took half the votes, the outcome of this trial would be what he said-the Marshal of the Alliance has not returned for 50 years, let alone the hostility of the parliament, and even the military department was disheartened, hoping to take Westley Ah must have killed more people than he hoped he would live.

Calleyan and others looked at him with anxiety, who knew that Silia drew a corner of his mouth, "calling for a vote, parliamentary trials ... Douglas will follow the path of democracy and legal system, but it will take my weakness."

Kaleyan could not help but anger: "Do you think that the set they play is true democracy? Democracy with them can only be killed! I haven't learned any lessons for so many years, I think you really-"

"Who says I'm going to democracy with them?" Silia interrupted him.

Carleyan suddenly froze, but only listened to him coldly: "Don't Douglas like to advocate for military independence? Discipline? Let him see this time, what is a true military independence?"

In the galaxy era 3452, the Alliance announced the resurrection of Marshal Silia and held a press conference to publicly associate with the Dark Star Church. However, when the auditorium was attacked at the press conference, the emperor unknowingly entered the alliance capital, Mercury, and the two sides happened. ji fiercely exchanged fire, history called the "Mercury Congress Incident".

In the same year, the former Speaker of the Alliance, Douglas Conceitlin, designated the current Speaker Markas and Marshal Gavin Silia to join forces, and half of the members agreed to hold a public trial and re-election in the Capitol.

Since the downfall of the Consettelin family 50 years ago, the coalition regime has once again experienced turbulence and there has been an uproar in all sectors of the universe; at the same time, the shining army that is serving in the far galaxy Uranus was urgently recalled, and the Alliance Parliamentary Election Committee submitted to Silia The Marshal submitted a subpoena and asked him to appear in court for public trial on time.

Marshal Celia gladly agreed.

...

Andromeda Venus, Union Capitol.

Douglas Conceitlin hurriedly walked out of the giant light gate under the heavy protection of bodyguards, and countless reporters swarmed up the steps: "Is the parliament today handed a summons to the military?" "How did Marshal Silia die Resurrected? "" Is the news that the Marshal gladly accepted the summons true or false? "" The Parliament has always been at odds with the military. How likely is this to completely remove the Marshal? Do you pave the way for re-election as the Speaker after the election? ? "...

Douglas was crowded by the crowd, and finally he couldn't bear to pick up the microphone of the reporter closest to him: "Parliament and the military are both important parts of the coalition government! We are harmonious, unified, united and cooperative for the revival of the coalition Yes! The words of any divorced government agency are destined to be discerned by the people's clear eyes— "

The crowd burst into laughter, and several reporters shoved the microphone onto Douglas's face: "Once Speaker Treasure Markas is established, the parliament will vote again. Are you already registered as a candidate?"

Douglas turned black and didn't answer. The bodyguards yelled loudly and rushed to the left, but reporters followed his footsteps and chased forward: "We have the right to know!" Mr. Lin! "

"Yes! I am lucky enough to be nominated by the parliament!" Douglas finally grabbed the microphone and yelled, "The people of the Alliance have the right to a new speaker who is loyal to the country!"

When the reporters were silent, they rushed forward with more screams and screaming. Numerous questions were mixed and deafening. Fortunately, the guards in the Capitol rushed out in a riot vehicle. The reporters rushed and Douglas rushed to the bulletproof shuttle opposite the square with the bodyguards.

"These reporters can also come in, and the security system of the Capitol is becoming more and more lax! The gendarmerie team that feeds unfamiliar white-eyed wolf-"

Douglas slammed the door and couldn't help screaming. Someone was smiling and handed a glass of red wine: "Why do you have general knowledge with the reporters, Speaker Conseterlin? The gendarmerie is your important ally against the military. . "

Douglas looked back, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime: "Why are you here ?!"

I saw a man in black sitting on the side of the seat comfortably with his legs crossed. Although his face was smiling, his eyebrows carried a trace of the killing spirit that he had cultivated over the years, and a cheek was running across his cheek. The scars are even more stingy. Douglas was frightened at a glance, and his voice was wrong: "What the hell-how did you get in, Lieutenant Isaac?"

Scar Man took home the red wine and smiled. "It might be better to talk about this later. Now we have more important things."

Douglas just felt his heart beating and couldn't help patrolling around.

All the people on this shuttle are close friends, but now he knows that a considerable number of people are already unreliable-the lieutenant general can appear on his private shuttle without even knowing it, although it is said to be discussed Things, but he can appear here, itself is the red from the empire | naked threat!

"I ... I know, I just worry that you will be found." He responded quickly and immediately turned the tone: "Are you still here for the peace treaty last time?"

Isaac followed from the good: "His Majesty the Emperor has now returned to Egret, and everything is ready. I just want to know how you think about it, Mr. Speaker?"

"——I'm not the speaker yet ..." Douglas laughed, got up and took the crystal goblet, and poured himself a glass of red wine. The tone in his mouth was casual and meaningful: "I know the sincerity of the emperor. I have also carefully read the peace treaty. According to the map of the Milky Way's force proposed by Her Majesty, after the war starts, we will send troops from Venus, and the contract along the way stipulates that it will be assigned to our galaxy after the war, and the emperor will not avoid it. Fight with us head-on. Afterwards, the alliance will actively end the second galactic war, and sign a series of customs and trade treaties with the empire to ensure that the empire obtains benefits consistent with its generous help-all this is perfect, but at present I still there is a question."

Isaac lazily asked, "Are you not the Speaker?"

Douglas affirmed, "I'm not the speaker yet."

The shuttle passed over the Alliance government, and the carriage was quiet.

"It's not okay for the time being." Isaac took a sip of wine and said lightly, "Is the parliament reelected after the public trial, isn't Mr. Douglas on the list of candidates?"

This is a bit ambiguous. Douglas didn't reply, slowly shaking the red **** wine in the crystal cup, and said for a while: "It doesn't represent anything on the candidate list, nothing can be counted until the vote is cast; even if it is cast, the result I ca n’t take it before it ’s announced ... do n’t say I only win half of the MPs now, that is, all MPs are following me heartily, and nothing is counted until I officially gain the Speaker ’s authority. ”

With that, he turned to look at Isaac and smiled: "That's all. Is the lieutenant still not trusting me? I have shown you my hole card. As long as I can sit in that position, the contract All the provisions in this article can take effect immediately, and there is also a lot of room for negotiation in the distribution of benefits after the war; but if others become the Speaker, Your Majesty's plan today will be inaccurate. "

Isaac pinched his fingers on his knees, and only thought it was funny: This Douglas speaker is recognized as the league's number one main battle group, and the call to counterattack the empire is louder than anyone-Marshal Silia refused to fight and died. His true heroes are now missing him in the camp of the main battle faction, showing how prominent and active he is.

But it is such a prominent and active leader of the main battle faction, who is sitting here now and hinting to him that "there is also a lot of room for negotiation after the war" ...

"Your Majesty knows your dilemma today, but Her Majesty still does not understand one thing." Isaac adjusted a more comfortable sitting position and asked: "Since you have made up your mind to tear the face with the Marshal, why not protect the **** Inside the plan | The announcement is out? "

Douglas changed color instantly: "How do you know the patron saint planned ?!"

His voice was so sharp, Isaac's eyelids suddenly jumped, but fortunately the voice did not show an abnormality: "Mr. Douglas, please calm down-Your Majesty knows more, the Emperor's Love Department has been established for more than 100 years, you think I am today Are you unprepared to negotiate with you empty-handed? "

Douglas stared at him in surprise.

In fact, Isaac didn't know anything about this plan, and now everything is in the dark: Heinrich did know the name of the patron saint plan, and also vaguely guessed that it was related to human genetic engineering technology, but what was going on? However, after returning to the empire, it was impossible to find out.

This is also normal. According to Yunes, the patron saint plan is a top secret of the alliance, and it has been covered by history for more than 500 years. During these five hundred years of frequent wars and changes in the world, and after the establishment of the empire, civil engineering was launched in various galaxies. Even if there were any clues in that year, it is now no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. How can the military intelligence department find out?

But Douglas didn't respond-he had been stunned by Isaac's pretense, and he shook his head gasping for a while: "No ... useless, it has been more than 500 years, and now even if we come up with evidence, there are Who believes? "

Isaac leaned forward unconsciously: "Is there evidence for this?"

"Of course! Celia himself is the evidence! But it is too late to say this now. Although the public's resistance to the artificial person may push Celia from the position of supreme military commander, the parliament who appointed him as the commander of the alliance at the beginning I can't get rid of the relationship, let alone the Consentlin family is still the master planner ... "

Douglas shook his head subconsciously and said, "What's more important is that things have passed for so many years, and the public's acceptance of Celia has been very high. Will they really believe it? The exposure will inevitably cause a great uproar. Silia refused to say anything, can we still tie him in front of millions of people for autopsy? "

Isaac's ears were buzzing, his hands holding the cup couldn't shake, and he couldn't even breathe.

However, Douglas did not find him strange, and immersed himself in his calculations: "I want to say that exposing this is not as good as exposing him. Although the alliance ’s attitude towards omega is not as extreme as that of the empire, one incident will definitely affect him in the army. Ministry status-how could the generals of Alpha tolerate their submission to the omega? If he accepts the mark again and is pregnant, hum ... "

Isaac couldn't help concealing it any more, and screamed, "No!"

Douglas startled: "Why ... why not?"

Isaac then reacted, and his heart said why not? Our emperor has lived for two hundred years and is still a member of the dead group. It is so easy to boldly mark the old boss. At present, it is estimated that even the children are there. If the joy of heaven is not enjoyed in one day, you want to fight him back to death. Dead group? How can this work!

But he couldn't find the steps for a while, and he shook his head and said, "Your Majesty promised to provide a huge amount of money to support your campaign, but did not say that you could use the gender of the Marshal to make a fuss. I must ask your Majesty for such a major event before I give you Reply, for now, let me talk about the downfall of Speaker Marcus, and talk about it later. "

——If Silia is a serious trouble, Marcus is a vengeful hate; Douglas immediately changed the topic when he heard the words, and began to elaborate his series of arrangements for the trial Marcus, and took out the contract with Iraq Sack discusses specific details.

He didn't notice Isaac's absent eyes and slightly trembling hands.

In the eyes of Douglas, the secret talk seemed only the beginning of cooperation, but in Isaac's view, all the goals had been achieved. He no longer thought about dealing with this sly and greedy politician, and stood up before the airship entered the private house of the Consettelin family, did not let the airship land, and jumped directly from the door of the cabin a few meters above the ground.

The hem of his shirt was swollen by the wind, and he landed like a black raptor steadily, got up and walked towards the endless stream.

The airship swept over his head, and his hair flew suddenly in the wind. Isaac accidentally reached out and swiped his hair. The little finger inserted a miniature spy communicator into his ear. The device shrank to the size of a mung bean as soon as it reached the temperature of the human body. A buzzer automatically climbed into the ear canal and fixed it. Moved.

"Did you all hear it ..." Isaac walked away without squinting, only spitting gently from the corner of his mouth: "-Your Majesty?"

The communicator was silent for a while, then heard a quiet voice: "Yeah."

"What are you going to do?"

This time the emperor did not let him wait: "Marcas must be removed. Although this man is dovish, he is too easy to be manipulated. We must cut off all hands and feet of Silia. As for Silia himself, it is not necessary to do so now. He must do everything to save him from fighting with Consettelin, otherwise the old fox may not be obedient when he comes to power. "

"Do you want to restore the league to its fragmented state before the end of the first galactic war?"

"That's ideal."

The two remained silent for a long time without talking to each other. It was only a while before Isaac thought and asked, "Your Majesty, about the patron saint's plan ..."

At this point he had reached the street, and the sunset of the Union City reflected a large area of ​​light on the glass wall of the building. There were robots walking around the street to sell things. Several students were carrying backpacks across the street. The girls secretly looked back at the handsome man with a scar on his face.

Isaac waved at them, and the little girls laughed and dispersed.

"The patron saint plan is the key to Silia's spiritual threshold being higher than ordinary people. Yunez has been running this secret for hundreds of years and has never found anything. Therefore, he went to the Uranus to find Silia's memory. Conceitlin said that the plan It was led by their family ... "The emperor's voice was cold and calm," Maybe they wanted to create a military **** as the family's political capital. This plan was launched rather than a guardian alliance, but a guardian hole. The Setrin family. Unfortunately, the genetic adjustment is too perfect. The patron saint shows his true face to all enemies that endanger the spirit of democracy, and even Konsetlin himself has not been spared. "

Isaac opened his mouth and said for a long while, "... Your Majesty, it may be more than just genetic modification ... Douglas is talking about an artificial person ..."

Cloning has no human rights, let alone humanoids. Even if the most advanced genetic technology in the universe has been condensed, and it has experienced a long life span of five hundred years, it has even made a lot of efforts to protect the alliance ... It can not erase the blood in the roots and the clones created for organ transplants. Same bloodline.

What makes Isaac even more worried is that the Cyborg has no offspring.

It is not that the cloned person has no reproductive function, but to prevent a series of contradictions in blood ethics, the law of the alliance has long stated that "medical clones must remove fertility organs." After the establishment of the empire, it also inherited this law, and added related extended clauses such as "the human child's children and offspring's descendants have no right to life, no right to inheritance, no right to person" and other related provisions. Since the establishment of the empire, the notion that artificial people have no descendants has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, just as human beings did not go to breed offspring with animals in the ancient earth era.

Isaac did not know what was going on between the emperor and Marshal Silia, but the Emperor did everything to get Celia's descendants. This was what the entire MIA looked at. Once the patron saint plan is exposed, this little prince who is entrusted to the future of the empire may lose his right to inheritance, even without the right to life ...

Isaac thinks that if he replaced himself, he would have the heart to kill the city.

"Consettelin hasn't reached the end of his life and will not turn this upside down to everyone. All I know so far is you, Silia, the Consettelin family, and Yunes of the Dark Star Church."

The emperor's voice stopped for a moment, then hoarse when he spoke again:

"You and I won't say, Silia doesn't need to say that Yunes is destined to die in the future. There is only one Consentlin family, and I will send them on the road after the imperial restructuring plan is completed."

·

Douglas Conceitlin's generous speech in front of the Capitol soon spread throughout the universe, causing a huge wave of public opinion. The refresh rate of major news websites has reached an unprecedented 3 minutes / time. The Star Express sent a horrible 4.2 trillion copies on the same day. If it is to be printed on paper, it is estimated that the entire Venus Mercury can be buried in the ocean of newspapers.

Countless people are excited, angry, expectant, joyful ... The whole universe's eyes are focused on the alliance government, countless reporters from major galaxies have tried to interview Marshal Silia, but the protagonist of the incident has never appeared.

No one knows what the Marshal did during this time. It wasn't until seven days after the public trial began, that the military airship landed on the tarmac in front of the Capitol in a huge whirlwind.

Silia wore a white military uniform, a titanium silver sabre, white gloves on both hands, and a gold military emblem on her chest and shoulders. After leaving the airship, he was followed by more than 20 senior military officials, including Admiral Abel, Lieutenant General Kaleyan, and General Movin, followed by more than one hundred fully-armed soldiers of the shining army. He walked through the square in front of the Capitol.

A crowd of reporters crowded outside the cordon around the square. Numerous interview machines sent large flashes of light in the air, and screams continued: "Marshal, how are you preparing for today's public trial!" "Marshal's treason against Mr. Consettelin What do you want to say about the accusation? "" Are you confident, Marshal, if Consettling regains power, will we go to war with the Empire? "" Marshal, please look here-here! "...

The gendarmerie team was standing by the door of the building, and they were horrified at the sight. Just then Silia stepped on the first step, suddenly stopped, turned back to the boundless person and raised his hand, pressing down.

——With such an action, the vocal sounds of the mountains and seas turned out to be miraculously silent.

"Thank you for your love, and I will never disappoint your trust."

Silia yawned and turned to walk up the steps. However, at this time, the surrounding area exploded like a bomb! The reporters rushed up against the riot police, and even screamed and passed out on the spot, and there was a hoarse voice: "Marshal! Marshal! You must win, Marshal—! "

What is popular support? This is called popular sentiment.

The gendarmerie team tried to rush forward to block the situation several times, but they all retreated under the violent enthusiasm of the people, and they only roared in vain with their horns. Several senior military officials quietly stared at the scene, and there was a surprise that could not be concealed—the next city before the battle was fought, must the members of the House of Representatives now be in the same position?

Kaleyan, who was walking up the stairs, was also relieved at this time, looked up at the Marshal, and his eyes were hidden with complex comfort.

These people haven't noticed the marshal's change ... if they changed to fifty years ago, the marshal would never say such things in public. There is no "I" in his dictionary, only "Alliance", he will not say "I will not disappoint you", he will only say: "Please people to trust the government."

But he doesn't say that now.

This secret hint quietly gathered above the alliance system like a cloud, but the enthusiasts knew nothing about it.

Silia embarked on the last step, the captain of the gendarmerie was about to talk, and suddenly saw a female reporter being pushed into the cordon by the crowd, stumbled and screamed: "Marshal-! Do you still insist on democracy? Are you still a staunch supporter of the multiparty parliamentary system, right ?! "

Somehow, Silia's footsteps, and turned to smile at her.

"Yes," he said, "I will always be a champion of democracy."

The crowd burst into another round of unimaginable horrific sound waves, and the whole square was buzzing. Countless cameras emitted these rising and falling lights in mid-air, Silia raised his hand to cover his face, and turned to Lieutenant General Mo Wen: "——Assist the gendarmerie to clear the field. No reporters are allowed to stay within five kilometers around the square today, and all video equipment is confiscated."

Lieutenant General Mo Wen nodded: "Yes!"

The anti-riot vehicle carried an emergency air shielding device and pushed the bright yellow warning line out slowly, so that the crowd was forced to keep back. After a few minutes, an opaque electromagnetic barrier was raised around the square, and it was erected hundreds of meters from the ground to the air, blocking half of the parliament building.

Celia walked into the congress hall and looked up at the floating ladder above her head, and hundreds of soldiers stopped behind him.

"From here to the parliament's trial chamber, you can see that the country's most decaying and ugly kernel is picking up its new torso. The rulers who enjoy the dictatorship of democracy under the banner of democracy, although usually for their own sake Fighting endlessly, but working together to raise the banner of class struggle in the face of us ... "

Several admirals looked at the same time, and saw a smile slowly twitching the corner of Silia's mouth: "How lucky."

The gendarmerie captain Patrick hurriedly walked, guarding his group of senior armed officers with his gun while watching: "Marshal Silia, Members of Parliament are waiting for you upstairs, please hand over your arms and follow me-"

boom!

The bullet splattered deep under Patrick's feet, and the captain of the gendarmerie suddenly felt his neck around him: "Yuan, Yuan-Marshal-"

Celia lifted the still-muzzling muzzle, and at the same time Kaleyan suddenly pulled his gun up, and banged and fired a dozen shots!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh !!" A scream screamed immediately around, and countless staff members threw things and fled, and the whole hall suddenly became a mess! The gendarmerie screamed and rushed over, but it was blocked by all the soldiers of the Guangyao Army before they approached!

"What! What are you doing! Stop it!" Captain Patrick was accused of holding up his muzzle before he rushed forward, and a cold sweat rolled down his forehead. I saw the expression of Marshal Silia holding the gun unchanged, only raised his chin at him:

"Everyone crouched into the corner with both hands, the gendarmerie should immediately disarm and surrender. Those who do not comply will be punished with treason, and the violent protesters will be killed on the spot."

"The Ministry of Military Affairs will take over this building within 4 hours from now, and all non-Military members will be at the prisoner of war—"

"I declare that now enters wartime."

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