Half a second after the gunshot rang, Hammurabi rushed towards the emperor on the platform with a shield, and the giant sword flashing with light in his hand pointed aggressively downwards, and the sisters immediately raised the gun.

The reconnaissance drone affiliated with the Imperial Guard determined the position of the assassin by firing angles and radars. One second after the gunshots rang, the small two-legged war engine, which was twenty meters high, began to move. The upper body of the steel giant beast with explosive cannons hanging on both sides of the steel giant rotated rapidly. The fire control system accurately adjusted the gears and bearings in a very short time, aimed the ready-to-run muzzle at the building where the assassin was located, and the nearby Knight immediately activated the jet backpack to surround the building.

Panic began to spread, and both local celebrities and ordinary citizens clearly heard the sound of gunshots from residential buildings not far away. The explosive guns in the hands of the Hell Knights over a hundred meters sounded neatly and the noise of the chainsaw sword also sounded and resonated with a harsh resonance. Even the armored vehicles that had not been fired were surprisingly consistently activated. The orders for destruction, search and protection were implemented in just a few seconds. Car plasma, heavy explosive bombs and laser cannons could pour fire into the crowd and the city at any time.

However, all the movements stopped after the emperor raised his palm. The emperor stretched out his hand and took the hot bullet that was still rotating from the air. He pinched the bullet and scanned the crowd below, and his emotionsless dark eyes looked at their fragility and fear. Although he had always expected to have the opportunity to imitate constitutional democratic politicians before arriving in Sarajevo, the appearance of the gunman did not make him happy, because the people of the city focused their eyes on this small place, and because of the differences in populism and religious beliefs, they faced their brothers who had fought side by side, which was the most ignorant behavior in the world.

The emperor raised his head and looked at the building, pulling out a crimson thread of anger and sorrow from the tight sea of ​​souls. The Gunner's past memories and emotions were all visible in his eyes. In just a moment, he knew the Gunner's life as if he could not remember clearly, and what he didn't want to remember would not rush in his mind. The Gunner's eyes and noses began to seep blood. The Emperor even saw the approaching Knight of the Fire through the Gunner's eyes, which were confused by blood. He heard the engine noise of the jetpack and the floating jet airship smashing his ear drums like a constant hammer of beating, and tasted the dryness, bitterness and slightly sweet rust that spread on the tip of his tongue.

After experiencing the siege of Sarajevo, my father was killed by a sniper on the street and my sister was raped to death by a gangster.

In order to support him at that time, his alive mother betrayed her body and exchanged a can of beans and a bacon from the street gang every day. At the same time, she had to silently endure the control and abuse of the gang. After the 1435-day siege, her mother took him out of the city and handed him over to her relatives, then returned to the city to continue betraying her body for drugs. Finally, she died naked and malnourished on the street. When she died, her arms were covered with traces of many years of intravenous injections.

After that, the gunman's life was to join gangs, take drugs; convert to religion, join religious armed forces, take drugs; contact with foreign intelligence agencies, get money to smoke more and better drugs. This is almost a replica of the war-torn orphans in war-torn countries such as Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen and Syria. The identity of this gunman is the snipers and contacts arranged by the extremist religious organizations that fled into the mountains to exchange for supplies and weapons, and the contacts with religious forces in the city for money support.

However, now drug trafficking gangs and border smuggling groups are either melted by the laser cannons of armored vehicles, beaten into pieces by heavy bombs, cut into two pieces by chainsaw swords, or transported to Mars mining sites to become human computers or biochemical slave labor. The number of drugs in the entire Sarajevo has dropped sharply in a short period of time. Coupled with the strong clearance of law enforcement departments, the gang has little living space left, and the former law enforcement agencies colluded with the gangs were even more ill-dead. The firepower of the new law enforcement agencies was immediately washed away by the new law enforcement departments, and there were only a few people left. Illegal activities east of Sarajevo and along the coast of Bosnia and Herzegovina were almost stagnant. Even if those gangs had strong firepower, the sisters and the Fire Knights were even stronger, they could even use rocket launchers and fighter attack aircraft to attack drug trafficking villages and force everyone inside to come out and surrender.

"Man, I'm still wearing power armor!"

The emperor threw the warhead on a high platform made of melted granite, and used a relaxed tone and pleasant expression to ease the emotions of the people below. Around the venue, except for the Knight of the Fire Hell who went to arrest the gunman, all other armed forces retracted the weapons according to the instructions. "You may know that I have some special powers, and I can assure you that this is just a science that you cannot understand for the time being." The emperor said. He used his own strength to calm the emotions of the surrounding people, "There is no need to panic about it, this is just a bullet that appeared on the wrong occasion,

The war I have experienced is far more dangerous than this. Many of you know about the purges that took place in the vicinity in the early morning, and I believe some of you have also seen those flares and rockets. I know the folks' evaluation of me, and maybe some will worry that I will let the war come to this city again - no, never, my purpose is to save you from the scars of war, rather than give you another war. I want you to survive and live healthy and dignified unless you don't want such a life."

The buzzing talk that survived the disaster gradually replaced the suffocating silence, and some civilians who had experienced the trauma of war even cried.

"Bring him over and don't hurt him."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The emperor whispered to Hammurabi, and the Imperial Guards conveyed this order to the angry Knights of the Fire. After a while, an armored vehicle was escorted down from the Knights of the Fire to the Town Hall Square. The Knights of the Fire brought the prisoners out of the armored vehicles. Due to the emperor's instructions, the agents had wiped the blood on the gunman's face and even injected a dose of stimulant to the sluggish gunman.

Victor von Dum nodded with satisfaction as he watched the emperor's speech on TV.

Almost all news channels in Latovigna are broadcasting live. The Regent saw the emperor invite the gunman to come up to tell his life experience and why the assassination was planned. At first, the gunman was not willing to cooperate, but driven by inexplicable strength and emotions, he felt that those words stuck in his throat and made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if the acid-repelling gastric juice burned his throat. Only when he vomited it out could he relax - so he began to say, talking nonstop, crying incoherently, and trembling all over. Some once very vague memories suddenly became extremely clear, because the receptors and neurons that died of drugs miraculously regained their vitality, and the memories that wanted to forget were cut through his confused life like a sharp knife.

When the gunman talked about his family's siege in Sarajevo, the audience in the high-stage also felt the same, because many mothers sold their bodies to prevent their children from starving to death, and even among these viewers there were those who survived by chance. After that, the emperor stated on the spot that as long as the gunman was willing to accept legal sanctions, receive drug rehabilitation treatment from the hospital and sign a guarantee letter, promising to escape from extreme religious armed forces, give up religious beliefs and study hard in prison, he was willing to forgive the gunman and not take any personal revenge on him, because the war had already caused enough harm to the sinner.

"Isn't it really a person arranged by the Imperial Guards?" Victor von Dum asked Hammurabi on the encrypted communication channel while watching the TV broadcast. The turning point at the scene surprised the Regent. He had to praise the emperor's on-site response method. He was sure that Victoria Hand and Stephanie Malik would never arrange such a plot. Then only Nick Fury, who is not under his jurisdiction and belongs to the watchman of the Imperial Guards' intelligence department. Victor von Dum never underestimated the degree of despicableness of this person, especially after obtaining first-hand files about SHIELD, the Regent even knew that Nick Fury and Hydra were actually no different, and they were supporters of exceptionalism.

"It's so perfect, to form a new consensus with the trauma of war, I can imagine how much supportive the people in this city would have, even atonement loyalty."
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