The military operation team quickly set up an explosion-proof shield wall at one end of the road, preparing explosion-proof guns and smoke bombs to block the area.
The city anti-riot team quickly moved to occupy the scene, but controlled the loneliness - dozens of riot clowns were tied up.
The anti-riot team carefully inspected and took dozens of clowns away. After clearing the scene, the crowd came back one after another to get the car.
After the military headquarters was evacuated, Carl wanted to walk to the ice cream shop, but he didn't expect that several high-end black MPV business cars came in the middle of the road, and a group of decent people wearing red short-sleeved or red windbreakers came down.
"I really know how to join in the fun, is there no limit?" Carl complained in his heart.
The conservatives probably saw the live broadcast and connected with the lackeys in red at the scene of the clown riot, and rushed to the scene to catch the eye.
This show-like wind burned the panic of people being beaten and burned, and it was eating human blood steamed buns.
Carl shook his head, but with sharp eyes, he actually saw several more business cars coming, but the one who got off was a blue trench coat. The one who was protected by the security guard and the blue trench staff was actually a man he was familiar with - William F. Aix!
Two groups of people ran towards the scene after the clown's riot, and the decent Councillor William suddenly recognized Carl, a pale young man standing by the wall, and walked straight towards him.
"Sir..." Carl was confused, guessing what William wanted to do, but he didn't want to help him in this way.
"Come here and tell everyone what you did."
William grabbed Carl's hand and pulled it to the only blue ballot train on the scene.
The ticket car was smashed by the clown, and half of the LED screen was wiped out.
The video of William's speech on the screen is still playing tenaciously.
Now William himself stood on the stage of the car, and the staff in the blue clothes around him burst into loud cheers and applause.
"His Excellency William! Your Excellency William!!"
On the stage of another red ballot car, Red's movements were only as fast as Blue's.
The staff in red have already debugged the microphone. A middle-aged woman with light makeup with carefully ironed hair, dressed well and had a generous attitude, took the microphone.
A group of red-clothed staff members surrounded the bottom and burst into warm applause.
It's like a sports meet won the podium.
This well-maintained, decent and capable woman is Julie Baum Christine, a conservative candidate represented by the Military Department!
The people who had dispersed gathered to watch the fun again.
The crowd that was scared by the clown riot just now had two candidates for the next Grand Commander, and quickly rekindled their enthusiasm for eating melons.
This is no longer a quarrel between the Siberian tiger criticizing the three sisters-in-law and the voter!
This is a direct confrontation and struggle between the two major regimes of the Arante Republic Federation!
Both sides had a tacit understanding and chose this place and the stage, and they were shameless!
Carl never expected that he would have so many things to do when he came out of the sea of ​​the universe!
"Dear voters! We are late and scared everyone!"
The Federal Princess, the conservative candidate, Lord Julie, spoke first, with a low voice and compassion. If Carl hadn't known that the military headquarters was a lackey of chaebols, he would have used all means, and had the priority of interests and strict internal hierarchy, he would have believed her evil!
The microphone on the side of Lord William has not been ready yet and he can't make a sound. He held Carl's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that Carl would run away.
"Sir... this... is not the way I want." Carl politely refused.
"Well, I'm sorry for you. Today I'm destined to be attacked to the point of being completely attacked. I need to borrow your east wind, very quickly."
William whispered, "The person wearing a hat behind Julie is a loyal aide to the Minister of the Military Affairs Department. Although he has no actual position, he is deeply trusted by the Minister of the Military Affairs Department. If I don't come today, the people will be extremely disappointed with the current Chief Commander's Office."
As a passionate tough politician, William had no choice but to follow the trend as this sensational stage "actor", not only for the general election, but also for the precarious credibility of the current commander His Excellency in the last few months.
Carl wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the other party's candidate Julie.
"I, Julie Baum Christine, here I promise that I will never let my people be frightened by this in the future! I am Arant's daughter, a heroic descendant of the Federation. I will never marry for my life and devote everything to the Federation I love! Therefore, if Julie is lucky enough to enter the Grand Commander's Mansion, there will be absolutely zero tolerance for this violent incident and riot!"
The old lady Princess Julie's sentences are calm and powerful, making William look like a group of riot clowns.
A circle of people gathered under the red car burst into warm applause.
At this time, the microphone damaged line was repaired, and Lord William could not bear to show weakness. His nice voice and powerful questioning reached everyone present:
"So how can Your Excellency Julie zero tolerance for the riot? Should you use force to prevent problems before they happen, or should you cut off the riot before it happens?"
The question of Your Excellency William aroused the audience's curiosity.
The tough politician William is a brainy docile man, but the Federal Princess Julie is not a strong woman who is good at governing the country. She has no way to answer the content of her speech that has not been prepared in advance.
So the person standing behind her immediately handwritten the key points and let her read them out.
"The so-called riot is because of dissatisfaction. These people who make trouble were also good citizens in the past. They were full of concern and resentment about the future of the Federation, so they gathered to commit crimes. They must change the direction of policies and appease the people's hearts!"
Just as Julie finished reading, the red-clad dogs applauded desperately again.
But those with a brain sound like this is just a bad self-justification.
I answered, but no answer.
He only emphasized the change of the Grand Commander's Office, but did not implement it in detail, which was a thousand miles worse than William's incisive questioning.
But some foolish people couldn't tell the secrets inside, followed the crowd, thinking that Julie really had a way to cure the riot, and they all applauded.
"Then Mr. Julie believes that the conservative commander's office is the perfect leader of the regime. How can I explain the incident of the people's livelihood community in the Truman District, San Mateo City in 1005? In 989, the Wynette Democratic Progressive Party movement was killed and injured, and it was only in exchange for a new era of democracy. How can I explain this? As a perfect governor, there should not be such things. Or do you think that the rioters who were dissatisfied with the federal government know to keep pace with the times and change the commander, suddenly they are not angry?"
Chapter completed!