The first city, the Senate.

Moore, who put the "Hawkeye" sniper rifle at the window, looked at the countless citizens blocked by the city defense force with a serious expression, and was so nervous that his throat smoked and wanted to drink water.

He heard that many soldiers on the real battlefield were defeated by similar states, but he did not feel like he would be like them.

Because he is a second person.

The brain where he distorted was his brain, and his eyes were bulging, like monsters in some stories in the old world.

This allowed him to naturally see a high-accurate ballistic trajectory in his mind when he shot, so he adjusted it in advance to achieve a hit rate of nearly 100%.

Such expertise made Moore's father and his brothers and sisters become famous "devil-eyed man" in the wasteland of the North Bank before being captured by the "First City" army.

And they insist that what they have obtained is the "Eye of God".

Whether it is the "Demon Eye Man" or the "Eye of God", they cannot be considered a sub-human group. Their source is Moore's grandfather, and several large families have been divided down. Moore has not usually found a sub-human with a unique personality and a similar talent to his family.

More had no wilderness adventures, because when their family was captured by the "Original City" army, he was less than eight years old and had just mastered the use of some of the guns.

Now, he is the captain of a sniper team in the Second Guard.

"I hope there will be no conflict..." Moore heard one of his subordinates muttering to himself.

He tried to calm down, turned his head and looked at the subordinate with his protruding eyes:

"There should be no major conflict. The Valo veterans who were demanding severe punishment by citizens had actually been abandoned by most veterans under so many accusations. If the consul had not insisted that there must be sufficient evidence rather than the testimony of two or three people, he would have been thrown out of the window long ago.

"I think the consul shouldn't hold on anymore."

As members of the designated guard of the Senate, Moore and others knew a lot about the various things that happened here, but there were not many humans who were in contact with them and could not detect this.

Moore's subordinates' ears constricted into black holes on both sides, and had a very smart-looking eye on his forehead.

He swallowed and said:

"hope."

Moore knew that this was the voice of most people in the Secondary Guard. Although it was rumored that they could only rely on the senate powers, and they would definitely kill the people who gathered. This is basically a fact, but this does not mean that they are willing to let things develop to that irreversible level.

At that time, it would be fine if it succeeded. If the Senate failed, all members of the Guard would not be spared.

Moore remembers that his children always ask themselves:

"Dad, why can't we leave this community? It seems very lively outside, and we want to go and have a look."

"Dad, is it really what radio and television said outside? When can we go out?"

Every time, Moore could only tell his child painfully:

“We are engaged in very dangerous jobs. For everyone’s safety, minors cannot leave the community.”

His children will inevitably ask: "Dad, can you stop doing this job?"

Moore wanted to tell them that if they didn't do this "work", everyone would die.

Therefore, the Second Guard does not want a conflict to occur, but also wants its existence to be a shock.

Only in this way can they not have to fear failure, and can protect their wings and survive until the descendants are lucky people who have no obvious distortion on their appearance.

Of course, Moore occasionally flashed the idea that "after the conflict broke out, the Senate rulers won the final victory." In that case, the status of the Secondary Guard would definitely be higher, and perhaps authorized to command a part of the normal human army, and perhaps gain more companions, increase the size of the community several times, and allow children to play more places.

In that way, we can look forward to one day in the future, and people can take a walk and shop openly on the streets of the original city.

But Moore was very sober. He would rather maintain the current situation than the consequences of failure.

He believed that this was also the idea of ​​most members of the Sub-Guard, except for the few ambitious ones.

"Punish Varo!"

"Punish Varo!"

Among the shouts, some citizens were already trying to attack the city defense army formation, but they were blocked by explosion-proof shields.

At this moment, the condescending snipers such as Moore saw black bulletproof cars driving to the side door of the Senate.

The consul came... The second-person snipers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

They were afraid that the consul would not come, and no one of the veterans here would be willing to stand up and take responsibility, which led to the problem being dragged on, making the citizens gathered outside increasingly impatient and excited.

At that time, any surprise will be like a spark falling into a powder barrel.

Beulis, wearing a green-brown commander uniform, entered the Senate surrounded by a guard and a security officer.

"You're finally here." Inspector Alexander nodded to the long-standing political enemy, across a long distance.

His daughter Garoland wore a light and simple gray knee-length skirt, acting as his secretary beside her.

Beulis looked around silently, and under his blue eyes, most of the veterans present could not help but avoid his sight.

The commander, who was very powerful, walked step by step to the window and looked at the citizens who were demonstrating and Gaius in the crowd.

Gaius and Beulis are actually somewhat similar, both have black hair, thin and even slightly sunken face, and a serious temperament.

But one of them had a hooked nose, one had no obvious characteristics, one looked sinister, and the other was very deep.

While the two looked at each other, an old man named Carlo approached Beulis and said anxiously:

"Your Excellency the Consul, you can't hesitate anymore!

"The whole city's citizens are standing on Gaius' side. Let's deprive Varo of his identity as a veteran. Anyway, there will be trial and time in the future. We will definitely find evidence to prove that he is innocent."

Beulis suddenly turned his head:

"You want to betray your position?"

Carlo quickly explained:

"No, I just feel there is no need to cause riots due to meaningless false names..."

This veteran, who was also in his early fifties and belonged to the Axons, suddenly stopped when he said this.

He inexplicably felt that the light shining in Beulis's eyes was quite strange.

"Traitor!" Beauris' voice seemed to come from deep in his chest.

Almost at the same time, Carlo raised his mouth and made a childlike grimace.

But his tongue did not spit it out, but became extremely loose and stuck his throat backwards.

Jojo!

Carlo struggled to fall down.

"Bearis!" Inspector Alexander did not expect such a change to happen at all.

But as soon as he called out the other party's name, he saw red bloodshots highlighted in Beuris' deep blue eyes.

His eyes quickly became cloudy.

His back became hunched.

His mouth opened and his long saliva dropped.

"No heart disease".

This consul and commander of the "First City" suddenly suffered from "heartless disease"!

All this happened by the window and was seen by many citizens below, all looking at each other.

At the critical moment, Gaius picked up the microphone and shouted loudly:

"The consul attacked other elders!

“The consul is controlled by the ‘Salvation Army’!

"All citizens, we must stop this!"

The citizens present, which were almost detonated, instantly started to burn, and they rushed towards the city defense army like a tide.

Although the city defense forces turned their backs to the Senate and could not see what was happening behind them, they could still feel a little movement and hear what Gaius shouted.

They hesitated.

The walls made of explosion-proof shields were washed away.

Seeing this, Ducas, who was commanding the scene, hurriedly asked General Focas through his cell phone.

Forkas was silent for several seconds and said:

“Keep neutral.”

Members of the Sub-Guard at different locations in the Senate saw signs of collapse of the city defense force, and their nervousness and fear rose to the extreme.

This quickly turned into motivation, and people pulled the trigger one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of citizens either had blood on their bodies or were wrapped in gunpowder smoke, and they all fell down one after another.

Not only did this not scare the other citizens, but it completely angered them.

Since the gun had been fired, Moore and others did not hesitate and prepared to create a large-scale killing.

At this time, Gaius in the crowd raised his right hand and pressed his lower mouth and nose.

In a blink of an eye, people discovered that they could not shoot anymore.

They seemed to have forgotten the skills they learned from the acquired classics!

…………

No. 15 Emperor Street, Golden Apple District.

Hearing the sound of gunfire and explosions from afar, Kang Na, who was chatting with the "old tuner group", stood up and said with a smile:

"You can go find Avia."

Jiang Baimian frowned slightly and said:

"Don't wait for a while?"

She hopes that when the conflict becomes more intense, all awakened people at the "spirit corridor" level will rush to the Senate.

Conna smiled and said:

"Under normal circumstances, no one dares to contact Avia not because she is protected by the 'virtual world', but once she is entangled by the owner of the 'virtual world', other strong men in the city will soon arrive.

"And now, their focus should be on the Senate and no longer pay attention to other places.
Chapter completed!