Chapter 1826 An unexpected scene
It is said that President Nishita's emotions at this time are indeed real. Since he dares to establish himself as a tough guy and a great husband, how can he dream back to his boyhood in the middle of the night? He has also been obsessed with his own life.
He could not extricate himself from the dream of being a hero. He had considered more than once that if he could not become an unparalleled hero who would leave his name in history, then wouldn't it be worth ending his life in a brilliant way?
No matter whether a serious man becomes a tired social beast or an ugly politician, he will always have an unquenchable heroic dream in his heart, right?
The president looked at the fire on the screen, looking at the figure immortalized in the fire, and wiped his tears involuntarily.
At this moment, light years away, he felt that his soul and life had been sublimated to a dimensional level. His vision had penetrated the long river of history and saw the history textbooks of future generations.
"In this way, I can at least join a distinguished family... No!" The president slammed the table hard: "Isn't that the fucking one? I'm a stand-in, isn't it?"
"But your flag will never fall. You might even be able to win the honour." Yang Mingzhao said seriously.
"Indeed, you did the right thing... Although I always feel that something is wrong, it is this discipline after all!" A trace of doubt flashed in the president's eyes, but tears immediately appeared in the corners of his eyes:
"It's so perfect, so perfect."
"Darling!" Mrs. Melalie shouted.
"Ugh, to be honest, I really don't know what expression to use in the current situation." The president squeezed out a half-smile, whether to cry or not, with a delirious expression, and the focus of his vision began to lose focus.
: "We will talk about it later. Everyone, please take a rest."
After leaving this order, Mr. President said nothing, just put his head on the table, and fell asleep just like that.
It stands to reason that being able to fall asleep when you want to sleep is clearly the innate ability of an idiot. Since Mr. Keith Nishita can become the president, of course he cannot be an idiot, but it is about the amount of information he receives today.
It was so big that it actually switched to a downtime state seamlessly.
There is no way, the unfolding of reality is no longer something he can handle, so he can only go to the world of his own dreams to heal.
After all, this can be regarded as a talent.
Yang Mingzhao personally envies this ability. He has always felt that if he could study the mental mechanism of His Excellency the President in detail, and then find a way to expand it and establish a good connection with the mystical theory, maybe it could be compiled into a set.
It is a systematic attack and defense method of illusion.
Well, as the future leader of a spiritual cultivation group that pays great attention to self-cultivation, he always feels that he still has an obligation to expand the boundaries of occultism. He just believes Taishifu's evaluation of "lack of talent".
half.
From this point of view, Yang Mingzhao, the future leader, is also a traitorous person like his junior brothers and sisters.
If he hadn't clearly felt that a certain wave of unabashed hostility was brewing, he would have really wanted to exchange his thoughts with Mr. President.
Yang Mingzhao calmly slumped his shoulders, still facing the president's wife with suppressed anger on her face with a meticulous smile.
"Madam. President Nishita has a historic curtain call, which gives us the time and space we can use to discuss how to end the situation." He nodded in greeting.
Yuchang stared at his senior brother with his mouth open. He really felt now that although the skills in his hands were indescribable, with his shameless ability to switch seamlessly, who else would be the leader?
Woolen cloth?
The young psyker sighed with emotion as he put his hands behind his back. The hilts of the two lightsabers slid to his cuffs, and his psychic energy was slowly poured into the telekinetic flying blades hidden in his coat.
The president's wife stared closely at Yang Mingzhao, suppressing malice in her words: "From the moment you entered the presidential palace, I knew that you were not trustworthy, but at least you can cooperate. We have cooperated very happily."
Indeed, if this war had not broken out, even I would have wanted to be a good secretary. Yuchang said in his heart, and at the same time looked at the senior brother calmly, and found that the latter still had a calm smile,
How does he look like a hardened psychic? He is clearly a hardened old bureaucrat.
Come on, Senior Brother being the head of the Spiritual Research Society is a bit unfair, so he should be the president.
Mrs. Melalie's eyes swept over the captain on standby: "I should say, if it weren't for this war, we could have established a prosperous age. So, can this be regarded as a trick of the spirit of the universe?"
Yang Mingzhao said quite calmly: "The spirit of the universe cannot control destiny, only history can. But the course of history is ultimately determined by human choices."
The lady's expression had lost all smiles, and the aura of malice almost made the temperature of the bridge drop: "I am not discussing philosophical issues with you. My husband has such trust in you, your promotion and
There is never any discount on the reward. We never thought that you were planning so deeply around us."
Following her words, the bridge security personnel wearing community uniforms were slowly moving around.
Of course, the secret service members of the Presidential Palace in civilian clothes also noticed this, but they were at a loss for a moment. The amount of information today was so large that even the president's brain circuit could not process it and would only shut down, not to mention that they, humans and animals, were incompetent.
What about the harm to the workers?
This, this is going to lead to a fight with "friendly forces"?
Wait, who are their friendly forces? Who are their enemies? Can there be a boss who has the final say to teach everyone a lesson?
Yuchang glanced at his senior brother calmly and slowly moved behind him.
Yang Mingzhao said: "Mr. President is a war leader. He said more than once that his only goal was to lead the victory of this war. As his secretary, his subordinates can only make follow -up plans in advance.
Such a riots occur, this plan may never be launched. "
The wife's voice gradually became sharp, and even vaguely had a little bit of words: "Is it a prerequisite for his" death "? I now understand that when the legal leader of the community has ended the mission, and even the end is over
With the mission of the community, is there the rise of the ambitionist behind you? What does he have to get the power to get the emperor? "
Mrs. Meirali was a bit incompetent and angry, and she also looked particularly lacking. Yang Mingzhao's hand did not answer. He knew that no matter how he answered at this time, it was meaningless.
"I'm curious. How did you do it? Outside of the body? The body simulation? Alchemy stand -in? No ... If it is these techniques, I need my husband to operate. But he is just a mortal."
Yang Mingzhao did not conceal it at all: "It is the royal spirit. This is the spiritual energy of the snake organization. It only needs enough real pheromone to simulate all the behaviors of the parties."
As the Deputy Secretary -General of the Presidential Palace, of course, he has enough time to collect the information of President Nishita.
Body, facial features, tone, behavior, and even health state, of course, the concepts of soul state or life status of more metaphysics are within the scope of observation.
This is the truth that the day -to -night anti -family thief is difficult to defend.
"Of course, even so, after all, it is not the parties to operate the puppet, and the requirements for Lingneng are very high, and the time that can last is limited.
For a moment, I took another sentence: "Even if it is a terrorist organization like a snake, it is indeed a place worth learning."
Now that the "snake" was mentioned, Mrs. Melaley's expression was a bit complicated for a while.
After a while, she said: "Even so, it is impossible to leave without any flaws. At least 10 billion people watching the alternate speech, sooner or later someone will point out the loopholes."
Yang Mingzhao said: "Madam, you have said, this is not a problem of mysterious science, but a communication."
Mrs. Meirali was speechless for a while. She stared at the other person, and she was silent for more than five seconds before she said with a weak voice with a frustrated sense: "Captain, arrest him."
Captain Ni Yalong stopped before Mrs. Meirali and made a gesture. The muzzle of those security personnel in uniforms had been lifted.
And until this time, the special service staff wearing a casual service had not reacted. Looking at the dangerous movements of "friendly army", some of them also subconsciously touched the gun, but some raised their hands subconsciously.
However, without waiting for the fire and fermentation, the sharp blade torn the air and rushed to Mrs. Nishita.
Within the energy wall composed of the energy force field, the deadly kinetic energy is lost.
The sharpness of physics and the defense of energy collided, causing a heart-stopping buzzing sound in the space.
Of course, the captain in the Community uniform is also a psyker. Of course, his true skills cannot be seen for a while, but he must be very good at defense. No, the telekinetic flight in Yuchang is faster than a bullet.
Before the blade hits one's vitals, his own telekinesis has activated several individual force field shields.
These individual energy shields were like activated alchemical weapons, automatically suspended and deployed, forming an impenetrable defense network in front of them, protecting themselves and the president's wife.
If this kind of defense composed of a single force field shield encounters the output of a high-level psychic, it will not last longer than paper, but it is still enough to deal with this kind of hidden weapon driven by telepathy.
As for the Waying security director, because he was standing far away and was not covered by the shield, he clearly had to rely on his suddenly swollen body and the steel of his skin to carry him over, but he was indeed stabbed all over in pain and became angry.
While enduring the pain, he ordered: "Shoot!"
His men woke up from their dreams and pulled the triggers one after another. These soldiers, who also wore Community uniforms, were much more elite than most of the Community Marines and even the security guards of the Presidential Secret Service. All the bullets they fired were fired.
The two senior brothers who aimed at the Spiritual Research Association didn't even miss the target once.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of crisp impact sounds and the splash and flash of sparks.
Large pieces of telekinetic flying blades spread out beside the two of them, forming a steel shield wall that was also airtight, deflecting all bullets.
Compared to the force field shield, the sound and light effects of this scene are indeed much more gorgeous.
Amidst the rhythmic sound of metal clashing, the members of the Presidential Guard did not even wait until they were pointed at guns. They raised their hands and even threw away the weapons on their waists. After all, they were just bodyguards and only had short and weak pistols.
, in a real fight, he would definitely not be the opponent of these uniform teams.
...And then again, who would think of carrying a long gun on their own ship? This is obviously the other party's deliberate intention, and it is definitely not the fault of these professional presidential guards!
Of course, no matter how heartless President Nishita was, he could not sleep at this time. He said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, please don't fight anymore. Please don't fight anymore! This is an order, an order."
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It's a pity that no one paid any attention to his reaction. After all, President Keith Nishita has already sacrificed his life for the country, hasn't he?
Even his wife ignored her husband and just took two steps back. She already held a lightsaber in her hand, but she did not unsheath it.
However, the Argonian captain and the Waying security director have already shown their blue light blades. They are obviously wearing the uniforms of the community officers, but now even if they are changed into the uniforms of the Extraordinary Administration, they still seem to be very appropriate.
Yes.
As if in response, the two Earthlings opposite also showed the same style of red light blades.
As a result, the atmosphere inside the bridge of this small He'an suddenly became spiritual.
It must be admitted that although the lightsaber is a psychic weapon with many shortcomings, it is almost the most useful psychic weapon in terms of portability, versatility and cost-effectiveness.
Again, although this thing is a specialty of the Alliance, only 800 or less of it is distributed throughout the universe every year. It is not surprising that a master of lightsaber appears in any corner.
No wonder my uncle said that the lightsaber is the AK in the spiritual world! The secret passage of fish intestines.
He quickly assessed the situation at the scene and found that the Presidential Guard was ready to disarm. Of course, it would not be of much help. Then, he and his senior brother would have to deal with the security teams armed with live ammunition while facing at least three enemy souls.
The one who is capable.
The senior brother actually has three levels of hard power, but it is said that he is a pacifist and is not good at fighting. As for me, I have to use telekinesis flying blades to defend against cold shots, and dance my sword to fight against the alliance's psykers. This is terrible
It's not a simple job.
However, now that the matter has come to this, can we still retreat? The worst case scenario is to fight to the death.
Although Yuchang couldn't digest the amount of information today, he was no worse than anyone else in terms of fighting spirit.
But at this moment, an alarm sounded within the bridge of the He'an, disrupting the tense confrontation between the two sides.
The first mate who was hiding in front of the control desk on the lower level of the bridge reported solemnly: "Madam, Captain, this is the Community Fleet."
Soon, on the screen, everyone clearly saw the green new Chang'an planet, as well as a Starport 4 model light cruiser and 3 Salamander 8 model destroyers that were coming towards us. All of them have been in service for nearly a century.
old ship,
In other words, it is shocking that these ancient antiques, which are full of vicissitudes of life, can still be moved.
However, even with these antiques, it is quite easy to kill their mere armed merchant ships.
Subsequently, a clear tone came from the communicator.
Of course, the first mate did not dare to hide it and quickly reported: "This is a communication request from Marshal Norm Paris, the community's military commander."
Everyone in the boat looked at each other.
This time, the one who was at a loss was replaced by a security guard with a gun. Even the president's wife did not hide her surprise, and the spiritual pressure condensed by hostility completely dissipated.
As for Juque, he had already retracted his lightsaber and opened his hands towards Madam. This not only showed that he had no hostility, but it could also be regarded as a show off.
Yuchang could clearly see the corners of his senior brother's raised lips. It was obvious that the latter had already expected that Paris's fleet would appear soon.
He was not prepared to die here at all.
The president's wife shook her head and sighed, then sat back in her chair as if admitting defeat.
However, at this moment, President Nishita seemed to be injecting spiritual, and the whole person looked up: "Okay, all of them, all of them are about to put off their weapons.
It ’s a matter of time."
He does not necessarily understand the situation completely, but at least he can feel that the atmosphere of the scene has been eased. Of course, this also means that his situation is safe.
"Also, a large deputy, connect to communication. I want to talk to Marshal Pioris." He ordered again.
"Darling ..." Mrs. President was crying and laughing for a while. She now feels that in a sense, her husband is indeed a talent!
But then, the changes in the next scene made herself cracking. She clearly saw that the captain suddenly moved to President Nishita, and sent the light sword in his hand without hesitation into it.
In my heart.
This is an unexpected scene of everyone present.
Chapter completed!