Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1727: Sword of Dawn

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"Mr. Vincent, do you think he will come?" It was the old man in sixties who spoke. The twilightness on his body made the whole hall look a little dull. The old man opened a box with his hand covered with age spots, which contained three neatly arranged cigars. He took out one of them, cut open the cigarette cap of the snow box with a pair of delicate silver scissors, put it to his mouth, and struck a match to light it.

He took out another one from the box and threw it in front of Vincent.

As the leader of the Guanghui Society, Vincent picked up the cigar and looked at the old man opposite and shook his head: "I can't get used to this thing, I'd better leave it to you to enjoy it."

He pushed the cigar back.

The old man laughed, but the laughter was rather ugly. He spit out a smoke ring and said: "I am getting old, it is really inconvenient to get old, and everything becomes dull. Ordinary cigarettes are hard to stimulate my feelings, so the cigar still smells a little bit." /

"You are old, but some places are not old, such as here." Vincent a little bit his own head.

This old man is called Warry, the leader of Freedom Gate. It can be said that the Freedom Gate was cultivated secretly by the Light and Hidden Society. It was originally a **** that Vincent used to deal with the Federation and provoke contradictions. But now, the Freedom Gate has grown rapidly, and now Guangyinhui is unable to control this behemoth.

And the reason why Freedom Gate can develop so fast is because of the old man sitting opposite. It was such an old man without any combat power, who made the Freedom Gate independent from the hands of the Guangyinhui, and even became a big figure on par with Vincent.

It's not that Vincent never thought of dealing with Warry secretly. To be honest, there are many opportunities like this, but he can't do that. Because Woori has become the spiritual leader of Freedom Gate. Worry is still alive, then Guangyin will influence the Freedom Gate through cooperation or other means. If he dies, then the Freedom Gate will disintegrate immediately, and it will be cheaper for the Federation by then.

This is a delicate balance, but Woori is a fragile cornerstone. Not only did Vincent dare not move him, he had to send someone to protect him, lest the Federation would assassinate him, and the surface forces would have to reshuffle the cards even if they didn't negotiate.

The time passed bit by bit, and the door was finally pushed open when Warrie's cigar was almost finished smoking. Only one person walked in, Capulo.

A long distance away, Capulo said in a deep voice: "It really looks like your style of concealment, and it is a base hidden deep in the ground. Why, a doomsday bunker is not enough, you have to get it. Will one more come out?"

"In fact, there are a few more bases like this." Vincent stood up, his face full of spring breeze: "I'm glad you will accept the invitation, Marshal Capro. We should talk about it long ago, and you will find Smith's house. Not the only partner, especially after what happened today."

"If I said that I don’t know anything about it, what do you think." Capulo walked to one of the chairs, took off the fox fur cloak and put it on the back of the chair, then sorted out his clothes and sat down. Go down.

The old man laughed and said: "Everyone knows that Marshal Capro is brave and brave, and he will never do such a dirty thing."

Caprow snorted, looked at Warry and said, "If this is done by me, I won't be doing it like the Smith's with a lot of mistakes. Dirty? Politics has never been nasty."

The old man's flattery slapped his horse's feet, and he was so embarrassed that he could only laugh repeatedly. Go get the second cigar, but don't cut it open, just play with it in your hand.

Vincent can only make rounds: "Marshal Kaprow is right. Politics has always been profit first."

The old man spread his hands.

Capulo gave a dry cough and looked at the two of them and said: "Then two, what is the purpose of you guys inviting me to meet? Can you spread it out now?"

Worry made a please gesture to Vincent, apparently intending to let him host, but he himself shut up, lest he slapped the wrong flattery. Vincent squinted his eyes and said: "The day after tomorrow is the time to negotiate with the Federation. This negotiation is an accident for us, Marshal Capro."

Caprow was silent.

Vincent continued: "Who would want a kid from Bethkode to grow to such a level that even Marshal Caprow can't suppress him. Now he is a trump card in the hands of the Federation. Even the Federation can't control this trump card, but at least, the Federation has borrowed from him and we have to agree to the negotiation."

Vincent speaks very skillfully. He didn't mention Capulo being defeated at all, but used another statement. For the same thing, it is obvious that Vincent's statement made Capulo feel better.

"But everyone present should be the same as me. They are reluctant to sit at this negotiating table." Vincent said loudly: "What conditions will the Federation offer? I think everyone knows it well. I just want to ask. Two people, will you agree to those conditions? But if we do not agree, as long as there is that trump card, what storms can we make?"

Capulo snorted and said: "You can't just say directly, how on earth are you going to deal with that Beth Kode, do you have to make such a big bend?"

Vincent made him choke to speak, smiled, and said: "I am clearing up the clues for a few people, and now the Federation is only relying on the card Allen. So if you want to To get fair treatment at the negotiating table, we have to kick this trump card out of the game."

"Kick him out?" Capulo sneered: "Is this as difficult as kicking me out?"

Vincent said, "That's why we strongly invited Marshal Capulo to meet, because only the Marshal has played against him. So we want to know what level of Alan's specific combat power has reached. Or, it needs to be dispatched. How many people, or what kind of weapon, can kill him. In the worst case, he must be hit hard, so that the Federation has no license to play."

Caprow squinted his eyes: "Mr. Vincent is really well prepared."

"It's easy to talk, maybe it's useful." Vincent said.

Capulo thought for a while, and said: "At the level of Allen, the crowded tactics are no longer meaningful. If you want to win more than less, at least I have to join forces with Greed Wolves to have a lineup like this. . I don’t think wolves will make a move, so unfortunately, there is probably no one on the earth who can stably defeat Allen."

"Of course, if I were willing to fight for my life, it doesn’t mean that I didn’t have the chance to inflict severe damage on him. That’s right, it’s just a severe injury. I'm not sure to kill him at all." Caprow paused and said, "But I I won’t do this, so it’s almost impossible to rely on the strong to deal with him."

"What about weapons?"

"Weapon?" Capulo shook his head: "Don't talk about him, just talk about me. Even if the mothership’s main gun is used against me, from the time the main gun is charged to hit me, I have too much Things can be done. Even if I don’t destroy the mothership before the main gun hits, it can be avoided. And in order to ensure lethality, the mothership cannot be too far away, but close, I can shoot down before the main gun fires. Mothership."

"And even if I was hit, the mothership’s main gun might not kill me. I can’t even kill me. I want to kill Alan, dreaming." Capulo looked at the dome: "Suppose there is such a weapon. It can kill or severely injure people of our level, so this weapon must have several conditions."

"Want to hear the details."

"First, it must strike with precision. It must be able to precisely lock the target, so that the target can be attacked to the greatest extent, and not let the attack fail."

"Secondly, the charging time cannot be too long. As for the physical attack, I think the weapons on the earth can't do it. So it can only be an energy weapon. However, if the energy weapon is charged for too long, the energy The reaction will be noticed for us. Once noticed, we can take many corresponding measures, such as fleeing thousands of miles. With my speed, I can easily avoid this slow attack."

"Third, you must strike quickly. From launch to hitting the target, the shorter the better. As for why, you can refer to the second point I mentioned above."

Capulo looked at the two people at the opposite table: "The last point, the intensity of energy must be sufficient, at least one cannon can destroy the Star Destroyer to be hopeful. Combining the above points, I think there is only one thing. There is hope for the weapon, but that weapon will never be used by us."

Worry was stunned, and said, "Does the marshal mean that?"

"Star Rail Cannon."

"Sword of Dawn!"

Caprow and Vincent said at the same time, the former nodded: "Yes, it is the sword of dawn. This satellite orbital gun was developed by the Federation before the Nelm invasion, and the component was completed at that time. Manufacturing. After the Nirmite invasion, the production base of the Star Rail Gun was not attacked by artillery fire due to adequate protection. Six months ago, the Star Rail Gun was successfully launched into the sky. It can accurately strike any city inside the planet internally; externally, it can Destroying any hull, including the Star Destroyer, is no exaggeration to say that it is now the patron saint of the earth."

This weapon is also the trump card of the Federation, but both Caprol and Vincent have put their base camp in the city. Take the underground base where they are now, just above them, the streets of the city.

Thousands of people were tied to the tanks by them, so there were star rail guns in the Federation, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

"In other words, only the sword of dawn can deal with Alan." Vincent laughed: "That's not without a chance, at least we can give it a try."

"Wait." Capro said solemnly: "The sword of dawn is in the hands of the Federation, how do you control this weapon?"

"It's very simple, because there are still our dark games in the Federation." Vincent laughed: "Before I showed my sincerity, although I gave the Federation a list. But how can I leave one or two? A chess piece in case you need it. The remaining pieces, even if they go back to their grandfather’s generation, have no problem at all. As for the next step, I think after the Nirm invasion, the Federation Those precious'evidences' have been lost."