Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1252: Dilemma

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On the projection screen wall, the picture is first dark, and then lights come on. The light illuminates the entire cloakroom, and a woman can be seen coming in, rummaging around, as if looking for something. Finally she faced the camera and stretched out her hand. The picture freezes at this moment, Alan's hands are around his chest, looking at the woman in the camera, he walks back and forth twice, and suddenly throws the remote control in his hand onto the curtain wall.

The remote control fell to pieces.

"Winsor Bellow, you woman touched here!" Alan walked out of the bedroom and shouted, "Silay! Get out of me right away."

When the security chief of the president’s residence ran into the bedroom in a panic expression, Alan pulled his collar to the curtain wall, pointed at Windsor Bello in the picture, and shouted: "What do you do as the security director? People touched the door and didn’t even know. I immediately called out the apartment. No, the surveillance cameras of all the streets around here. Check that no suspicious people came out today. I want to know where they came from and where they went. ."

It didn't take long for the security supervisor to bring a tablet brain, and a video was opened on the brain. He handed Zhi Nao to Alan, and said: "This was captured by one of the surveillance cameras we called three blocks away. I suspect that these people are the logistics girls of the sneakers."

Alan clicked on the video. From the screen, you can see a city-built and repaired speed car parked on the side of the road not far away, and then a few people got out of it. The security chief said: "I have contacted the City Construction Department. They did not have any maintenance tasks in the neighborhood today. However, this car is indeed theirs, but it was reported missing a few days ago. Sir, do you want to inform the Intelligence Department? They can find more information."

"No need." Alan waved his hand: "You all go out, I'm tired."

After they left, Alan stood by the window and looked at the night view of Babylon and said: "I didn't plan to do this before, but you forced me, Windsor Bello."

The next day, in the office of the President of the White House, Kaprow met Alan. The latter was reviewing the document. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head, put down the document and greeted him in person: "Marshal Capro, it is great that you can come here in person."

"Since Mr. President is looking for me in a hurry, no matter how busy I am, I have to put aside my work." Kaprow smiled.

The new secretary in the office brought coffee to the two, and Capulo took a sip and said, "You changed the secretary?"

"Yes, Idalian resigned and went home."

"Oh." Kaprow didn't ask any further, turning the subject away: "Then, what can I do if Mr. President is looking for me this time?"

"A very serious matter, I think no one can do this job except you, Marshal."

"What is so serious, is it to deal with the Guangyinhui?"

Alan shook his head and said: "No, it is much more serious than this. I found some clues about the attack on the Interstellar Defense Line not long ago."

"Why, there is an inside story?"

"I'm afraid so." Alan sighed: "For confidentiality, it is temporarily inconvenient for me to publicize these materials. But these materials and clues point to one thing, or a person."

"I suspect that Windsor Bello and the Nirm were in collusion. She deliberately sold frontline intelligence to the Nirm, which caused the fall of the three bases. As for the specific situation, I am afraid that we need to cooperate with Marshal Greed Wolf. Only by confrontation can we figure it out."

Capulo raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Mr. President, this accusation is very serious. Do you confirm that the attack on the Interstellar Defense Line is related to Windsor Bello?"

"At the moment it is only a suspicion, so I need to call Windsor Bellow back. But you also know that Marshal Greedy Wolf may not sell it just by my order."

Capulo rolled his eyes and laughed: "So I have to take a trip to bring that girl back. Isn't that right?"

"Yes, I certainly hope to recall the Marshal in as gentle a way as possible. But in case she does appear in the Federation, if you resist, only Marshal Capulo will be able to control her. It's a matter of the future of the Federation. I hope the marshal will not refuse."

Capulo nodded: "I know, get ready, I will personally go to the Interstellar Frontline tomorrow."

Alan laughed: "That's great, please tell Windsor Bellow. I absolutely trust her, but it is better for her to clarify these matters to members of Congress."

"You are right, Mr. President." Capulo stood up: "Then I will go back and prepare."

"I will send you."

After sending off Capro, Alan returned to the case and whispered softly: "What kind of situation will the lion and wolf eventually evolve into? I really look forward to it."

After leaving the White House, Capulo drove back to the headquarters of the Golden Lion’s military camp in Babylon. Entering the office, he sneered. The young adjutant who participated in the battle against the doomsday with Kaprow last time saw him and smiled and asked: "Marshal, Mr. President gave you another problem?"

"It's not just a problem, it's uneasy and kind." Capulo waved his hand: "You go out first, I need to discuss with Wither alone if I have something."

The lieutenant who was in charge of Caprow's assistance while on Earth left without hesitation.

After passing through the interstellar connection, another old subordinate, Wither, who was far away in the Garden of Eden, appeared on the screen. Seeing Caprow, Wither coughed slightly: "It looks like the marshal is in a bad mood."

"It's nice to see you, Wither." Kaprow crossed his hands on his chin and said, "Mr. President, it's getting more and more difficult."

"How to say?"

"The chess piece we placed next to him has been removed." Capulo said solemnly: "Since the attack at the last speech event, the relationship between the Federation and the nobles has been so bad that it can't be worse. According to Mobit’s approach, he is determined to completely split with the nobility. This is definitely not a good thing, so I plan to use the method once and for all."

He made a light throat cut.

Wither's eyelids on the other side of the screen twitched.

"Unfortunately, I don't know if something went wrong with Adarlene, or if Mobit was too alert. The assassination ended in failure, and then today, Mobit asked me to do one more thing." Capro Sneered: "He actually suspected that Windsor Bello had colluded with the Nirm, and asked me to go to the front line to call the little girl back."

"How is this possible?" Wither lost his voice.

"Yes, although that little girl is greedy and self-willed, she still has some principles. I would not believe her to do this kind of thing. I would rather believe that Mobit colluded with the Nirm, also I don’t believe that Windsor Bellow will do this. Mr. President has another abacus."

When Wither heard the words, he was shocked: "He wants to start a war between the Golden Lion and Sirius?"

"It should be like this. Is this revenge for us not supporting him?" Capulo shook his head and said, "In short, I have to go to the interstellar front line, but I can't just go like this. You send me a message to Sirius, Tell Windsor Bello about this and prepare her."

"Yes, I will do it now."

After finishing the communication, Capro looked out the window and looked in the direction of the White House and said: "Mobit, what are you going to do. Don't you think the Federation is not messy enough?"

In the morning, people can already see the busy figure of Roddy in the study of the castle. In that small study room, there seems to be a job that you can never do. Unless you have something to go out, you can find him in the study room many times. Today is no exception. When the chef in the castle was preparing breakfast, Roddy was already buried in the pile of papers in the study.

When he heard the knock on the door, he shouted "Come in" and said: "Mr. Heising, put breakfast aside, I will eat it after I finish the work."

Unexpectedly, it was not Hessing’s old voice, but another, a woman’s voice: “Although it’s a good thing to work hard, you can’t work hard without filling your stomach. Besides, work is never finished. Yes, I always say that to Mirren."

Rody raised his head in the pile of documents. It turned out to be Windsor Bello. She shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have breakfast delivery here. You can't eat it even if you want it."

Rody laughed and stood up: "I feel relieved when I see you."

"Why, are you worried that I will be caught?"

"No, I am even more worried that you accidentally killed Mobit."

Windsor Bello rolled his eyes and said: "If killing a Mobit can solve the problem, believe me, I would have done it a long time ago."

"You are in a good mood. It seems that you have gained something yesterday."

"I have gained something, but after reading it, I am not happy at all." Windsor Bello took out a small slap-sized brain and threw it to Roddy: "Look at it, these are me What was copied from Mobit’s information host yesterday. It is only a small part, and more will take time to crack the password."

Rody flipped through some files casually, and his face became uglier as he looked at it.

"I believe you can see it too. Those are the information about the contact between the president and the Guangyin Society. For the time being, there is no evidence of his contact with the Nirm, but it proves that this Mr. President is indeed the Guangyin Society. It’s just that later information shows that he and Guangyinhui have fallen out, and it seems that they want to stand on their own.” Windsor Bello sighed and said: “I have long felt that his style is somewhat similar to Mobit’s, but the essence is There are still some differences on the above. Sure enough, he has deleted the information. But he should be a layman of electronic information, and the deletion is not thorough enough. My talent can recover some."

Rody put down his brain and said with a sullen face: "Then what are you going to do with it?"

"I don’t know, I only know that if this information is published, the Federation will be even more messy. But if it is not announced, will a fake president be swayed by us. I’m in a dilemma. Mr. Roddy."

Rody stood up, turned around a few times nervously, and said: "It's definitely not possible to let a mere puppet sit in on the power, but if it is announced, the old party will definitely push their candidates out immediately. According to us From previous observations, it was obvious that Capulo was planning this matter behind. The old marshal was probably looking for a military dictatorship. Once the old party gains power, it will also become a mess."

"The final step is to kill the puppet president, and then put the real Mobit on it, so that the unconscious impact should be minimized. But the problem is that Mobit may have been wiped out. It will be killed."

Windsor Bello held his head and said: "I'm the least good at handling this kind of thing, it's terrible."

Rody smiled and said: "If the marshal can trust me, give me these information. I will secretly meet with the heads of other big families and discuss how to deal with this matter."

"Of course I believe you, otherwise I won't let you see these things." Windsor Bello nodded: "Well, just as you said, they will be handled by you. Then my people will If I find out, I will let them send the information to you secretly."

At this time, a small communicator in her pocket rang to make it easier for Mirren to contact her urgently. Seeing the communicator ringing, Windsor Bello's expression became tense. Something important must have happened, otherwise Mirren would not contact her casually.

She took out the communicator, not avoiding suspicion, and directly connected to Mirren's communication. Mirren’s voice immediately rang from inside: "You must come back immediately, Marshal. Just after receiving notice from General Wither, the president ordered Marshal Caprow to go to the Interstellar Defense Line to recall you, which seems to be the three bases of the Interstellar Defense Line. The attack is related."

Winsor Bello was taken aback and asked: "This is what Weiser told you in private, when will your friendship be so good?"

"No, this message was forwarded by Marshal Caprow to General Wither on his behalf. Marshal Capro thinks it is necessary to let you know in advance."

"Caprow would be so kind?" Although she didn't believe it, Mirren's message made her take it seriously. She glanced at Roddy and said: "It seems that I have to rush back to the defense line, otherwise Capulo will hit the air and it will be impossible to end."

Rody said solemnly: "Be careful about everything."

Windsor Bello said "um" and left in a hurry.

Rody sighed and sat back at the desk and said, "Father, it would be nice if you were there. It's really a mess here."

Open your eyes and see the weird spire ceiling, which creates a sense of high and narrow space. It took Alan two seconds before he remembered that he was in an alien hotel in Agareth, not at a base on the interstellar front. In Lim’s hotel, almost none of the rooms are the same. The room that Allen chose to carry was round, but the roof was a pointed vault, which made the surrounding windows have a sharp top and a wide bottom, which was indescribably weird.

But the bed was comfortable. He turned his head to see that Laura was sleeping with her back to him, her long black hair hanging down between his hands like silk. He was using one as a pillow for Lola, and he could feel the amazing elasticity of Lola's chest in his palm. He smiled, but the smile disappeared quickly, and Allen looked at the woman on the bed, but thought of the other girl.

Lucy.

I don't know how that girl is now? Does she still think of herself? Will she still be sad?

When I think of Lucy, my thoughts gush out uncontrollably like a flood that bursts a bank. At this moment Lola moved, she turned and opened her eyes, and saw Alan staring at the ceiling in a daze. Laura turned his face back and smiled: "What are you thinking about."

Ellen smiled and did not answer.

Lola is not stupid, seeing a little sorrow flashing in his eyes, she put her pillow on his chest and asked gently: "Are you thinking about Lucy?"

Ellen kissed her forehead: "Sorry, I shouldn't think of other girls when you are by my side."

Lola laughed, propped up her body with her hands, looked down at Alan and said: "I should have been angry, but I am very happy when you say that. And it's normal for you to miss Lucy. After all, I Miss her too. Don't worry, we will see you again, I have always believed in this."

Alan nodded.

Lola climbed onto him, her hair hanging down, and seeing the smirk on her face, Allen squinted and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to punish you. Even though I'm not angry, I still want to punish you. You know, women are stingy." She sat up straight, bended straight for a moment, but then relaxed. Then the body shook slowly, and both she and Allen gradually became hot.

Like two fires.

Allen laughed: "You are a punishment like this, no matter who is willing to accept it, unless he is not a man."

"But my punishment is for you alone." She speeded up.

After climbing the peak of happiness, Laura fell asleep again. Allen was in good spirits and took a shower in the ensuite bathroom. As soon as he walked out, he heard a voice in his mind saying: "Your Highness, the furnace has been built, maybe you can take a look."

It's Mitinas, and Allen is curious that he can have a direct spiritual dialogue with himself. Mittinas seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Don't forget, I was born of your blood. There is nothing weird about being able to communicate with you spiritually."

Allen replied in his mind: "Well, I will come to the mine."

He put on the bizarre armor of the Baer again, and took the Scarlet King. With a light kiss on Lola's cheek, she left the room.

When I came to the mine, the person guarding the mine had been changed from Belmode to Hubble. Allen simply took the Catu people and walked in. As soon as he entered the mine, Allen felt the surging energy. Mitinas was waiting on the side, seeing the two men, and leading them into one of the mines one by one. An empty space has been cleared from the depths of the mine, and several molten shafts flashing with fire can be seen on it.

The clone of Abyssal Fire, Minas, known as the builder, is continuously throwing the original ore of green glaze crystals into the melting shaft. Mitinas explained: "The melting shaft will automatically decompose the green glaze ore. And extract the energy from it and save it for use in the production of combat units. Your Highness, now I can start building an army, but the current energy reserve can only produce low-level combat units. Can you tell me the information of our enemy, So that I can plan the arms configuration of the combat unit."

Allen said, "Actually, I don’t know much. I only know that it’s probably an army of a thousand people. As for the soldiers on the other side, I honestly don’t think they have a clear division of arms. Some desperadoes."

A ray of fire flashed in Mitinas’s twin spar eyes: "Then, I will treat the opponent as a mixed unit..." (www..)