The Imperial Resistance Mission ended its visit to Xilin, and negotiations on related aid matters were gradually being implemented. However, for some reason, the Mission did not intend to leave immediately and remained in the room on the top floor of the Venus Hotel.

Huai Caoshi frowned slightly and looked at the TV light curtain. He was not used to those soft pornographic advertisements. If these advertisements appeared on the TV light curtain of the Empire, the TV station owner would definitely be invited by the Empire Weathering Agency for tea the next day. The battlefield scenes played on the news made him feel a little incredible. It involves military secrets. Which TV station in the Empire dares to play such content? Wouldn't the parties concerned be worried about being locked up in the interrogation center of the Intelligence Agency?

The election scenes of the federal states and sporadic demonstrations made the Imperial Princess feel extremely unfamiliar. The TV station with the previous federal position in Xilin actually reported that a brigade commander of the 4th Military Region was deprived of his military post because of disobeying the superior military order, which made her a little difficult to adapt.

"According to your words, this represents a further loss of power in the old Zhong family's house. The extremely stupid Zhong Ziqi began to control the situation?" She turned around and looked at Mu En coldly and asked.

Mu En said: "Even if Zhong Ziqi comes to power, he is just a puppet. The one who really controls the situation in Xilin should be the President."

Huai Caoshi was silent for a moment, remembering the news that he had just landed in Sunset State, the news that Xu Le was wanted. For some reason, the dangerous and angry flames began to jump in his eyes. He stared at Muen expressionlessly and said in a deep voice: "What is the response of the federal side to our request?"

After the negotiations between the two sides ended, the Imperial Underground Resistance Mission suddenly proposed to the federal side that it wanted to visit the capital astral circle to promote understanding and exchanges between the people of both sides. This seemed a beautiful and reasonable proposal, but it puzzled the federal government.

"The other party is still thinking about it and has not given a definite answer." Muen replied in a low voice.

"Tell them that you asked to meet with Colonel Xu Le, and you only believe in him. All cooperation content must be guaranteed by Colonel Xu Le in person to take effect." Huai Caoshi ordered.

Muen raised his head in shock and looked at him and said, "Shu Le is wanted by the federal government, how could they agree to this request."

"I don't care." Huai Caoshi stared at his eyes dangerously and said coldly: "You must achieve your strongest attitude."

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In a base in the Gangdu Guard District, the new MX mechas that were transported in by multi-axis load trucks began to inject energy. The slight electronic sounds of the mecha self-test were gathered in one place and were clearly transmitted to the road outside the base.

Four bowls of white rice, a pound of braised meat, and a bottle of bright red old-year spicy oil. Li Fengzi, who had an amazing appetite, ate in a small restaurant on the side of the road. Although the red oil soaked rice here does not taste authentic as the one in Wei District 2, it can relieve his grief a little. Then his eardrums, which are many times more sensitive than ordinary people, clearly captured the familiar mecha self-test sounds.

The beautiful eyebrows, full of vitality, slowly frowned, and began to emit a certain smell of violence. According to the information he obtained from the Xilin Courtyard, because Xu Le's extremely strange and advanced authority, the Federation rarely used heavy weapons, such as mechas or even missile arrays in the process of chasing him. The Federation was worried that these precision heavy weapons that needed to be highly automated would be captured by Xu Le's strange authority in the battle. So what does the sound of the mecha self-test in the base mean?

Could it be that Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division were confident of challenging Xu Le? Li Feng pulled two tissues and wiped his mouth randomly, and stood up.

As he moved, the soldiers around the restaurant who were in charge of monitoring him stood up nervously. One of the captains advised: "Col. Please..."

Before he finished speaking, the captain's body flew up and hit the old walls of the small restaurant. Then the restaurant was filled with fists, and the sound of tables and chairs breaking one after another. In a moment, several soldiers closest to Li Feng were knocked unconscious.

When the dust and gravel were dissipated, the federal soldiers inside and outside the restaurant could no longer find Li Feng. On the only table intact were four oily restaurants, a small basin of residual soup, and a few bills.

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The president came and left again. In name, he built momentum for the election. In fact, he only attended a small-scale cocktail party for one day and one night in Hong Kong.

Returning to the capital from Hong Kong, President Pabur chose to take the high-speed rail. Although the speed was slower, it was safer and could work directly in the high-speed rail private room. For the Secret Service and the Little Eyes troops, the most important reason for choosing the high-speed rail is that once the president is attacked, there is at least a chance to evacuate.

The president's transportation routes and itinerary have always been closely protected, but it is not too difficult for someone to get the most precise time.

Wearing a dark sports windbreaker and carrying a heavy travel backpack, Xu Le walked into the familiar industrial park in the early morning. However, because he chose an underground passage, he could not see the familiar giant factory buildings and busy freight trains shuttled through.

With rich combat experience, he did not choose to launch a raid when the President was in Hong Kong Capital, because he believed that even idiots like Lin Douhai could clearly smell the scent of the trap from the arrangement of his official residence to visit Hong Kong Capital, not to mention that there was a huge danger shadow floating in his heart.

He rested silently in the underground passage for several days, and used medicines and first aid kits stolen or snatched from the high-level community of Thirteen Pier to comprehensively treat his physical injuries. His physical condition was greatly improved and his mental condition was adjusted to the best.

Through the deep and long passage and pushing the door above his head, he saw the mxt mecha with metallic luster, standing calmly in front of the warehouse, as if waiting for him.

"Philip."

“…”

"Philip."

"Um."

"Old Fei, thank you for helping me modify those damn data."

In the dim and dull cockpit, Xu Le calmly looked at the data of the mecha's self-test. Although he believed that Shang Qiu had made the most perfect preparations before leaving Xiaobaihua to himself, as a real ace pilot, he was used to controlling everything about the mecha before fighting.

In view of Xu Le's ability, the federal military has already launched a temporary plan. Mech hot-start band monitors in various places have been monitoring at the highest frequency. If it weren't for the federal central computer helping Xu Le tamper with the relevant data, the moment he started the mech, he would have been discovered by the other party.

"You're welcome." The old guy was silent for a moment and replied with a strong smile: "Serving you is my hobby."

I don’t know when the old guy’s voice in Xu Le’s mind became a little weird. Sometimes he was mechanically cold, sometimes he was lively and vivid. The time between the first and second paragraphs of answers was getting longer and longer, and it felt like a human being was trying to speak but stopped.

Facing the most important and dangerous battle in his life, Xu Le did not notice these easily overlooked details. He slowly stroked the black suitcase, felt the warmth sent by Zou Yu from a distance, and smiled slightly and began to install the realistic system that Jian Shuier gave him back then.

"Fei, if you were willing to leave me earlier, and as offside as today, who would be our opponent in this Federation?"

When encountering a real big event, Xu Le always becomes more and more calm, and then returns to the ridiculous appearance of Donglin's orphanage era, and said, "I really don't know what you did long ago. I have to do so many things, which makes me covered in bruises."

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Xu Le’s complaints were actually very reasonable. If the Federal Central Computer was like this at the beginning, abandoning the constraints brought by the three laws of the core procedures, and not paying attention to the privacy protection regulations, presenting all the details of the Federation to him, and even helping him calculate the most reasonable method of fighting, perhaps this war between the individual and the Federation would have ended with Xu Le’s victory, because the so-called Federation is just a government, and the glory of the Charter is everything.

In the morning light, a small white flower stained with dew left the engineering department of the Fruit Husk Motor Company. A famous heavy crane worker recalled afterwards that he had indeed seen a silver-white military mecha driving towards the other side of the mountain in the mist, but no alarm sounded in the industrial park at that time, and no one noticed this scene.

In a mountainous area in the southwest suburbs of the capital, the hard rails of the Shougang High-speed Railway are shining below. The silver-white mxt mecha is hidden in the mountains and forests at a high place, and occasionally emits a luster, but it is broken into countless pieces by the hidden autumn leaves, as if it is really dew.

Xu Le looked at the superimposed pattern of the SCC full-domain monitoring system and infrared imaging on the near-pupil light curtain, looked at the railway tracks at the foot of the mountain, listened to the clear countdown, and sighed silently in his heart that the time node calculated by Philippe was indeed accurate to a very awesome level.

The high-speed train that the president takes will pass through the rails at the foot of the mountain in a moment.

During the very short time but the feeling of a long wait, the sound of the Federal Central Computer, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly rang in his mind.

"You once asked me what the civilization looked like before the catastrophe. In my opinion, that civilization is actually exactly the same as it is now. There is no essential difference between that world and the world of the Federation, and the world of the empire. Human beings seem to have not made any progress for thousands of years."

Xu Le, half hanging in the dim cockpit, looked down at the throttle between his left hand, and his fingers moved at high speed like lightning, listening to the old thing silently.

"Even if you kill the federal president, there will be no essential change to the world. And according to my calculations, you should be very worried that the federal government will be unstable due to the president's death."

Xu Le replied after a moment of silence: "The old man and the minister have warned me so much, but I am really only good at being a scavenger. I am responsible for the destruction, and I believe that there are naturally people in the Federation to build it. The more remote the place where that guy died, the more convenient the people in charge of the construction will clean up the mess."

He smiled and said, "The presidents you once told me who were assassinated by the Seven Universities died of illness in history books."

The hard rails at the foot of the mountain began to tremble at high frequency, and the train was coming.
Chapter completed!