Shi Qinghai took off his cleaner uniform, took out a dark green military windbreaker from his backpack and put it on, and then began to hang guns on the standard buckles of the belt.

Whistling faintly, he walked to the pool and washed his face happily, and after pouring all his sweat and blood into the cold water, he began to apply lipstick to the mirror seriously, this time it was a real lipstick, to cover the purple false lip color.

Looking at the handsome and charming man in the mirror, but looking extremely haggard and pitiful because of his pale face, Shi Gongzi raised his eyebrows with some annoyance, squinted and slapped his cheeks, and indulged in the violent and crisp slap sound to turn his complexion ruddy.

He took out the comb and combed his hair smooth and bright, and confirmed that even if a fly pulled a stick, he couldn't stand on it, he nodded with satisfaction, took out a pair of glasses from the pocket of his military trench coat, put them on his nose, and then gently rubbed the button on the leg of the glasses with his fingertips, and began to wirelessly connect with the signal transmission point outside the building on Parliament Hill.

Getting ready, Shi Qinghai walked out of the bathroom, locked the wooden door directly with a tool, hung the nameplate in the cleaning, and then the light and lovely whistle sounded from between his lips again.

In the corridor covered with plush carpet, a noble lady passed by him, and suddenly turned to look at him, her eyes flashing with a gleam.

At this time, Shi Qinghai was wearing the dark green military windbreaker, which looked extremely chic, and the conspicuous painted gold and characters in the crimson epaulettes of the military windbreaker gave this chic a touch of the most intoxicating and powerful atmosphere for women.

"You...... What kind of tune was you humming?" asked the lady with a smile.

Shi Qinghai stopped and replied with a smile: "Madam, it's twenty-seven glasses of wine." ”

"Very old and beautiful ballads. The lady asked reservedly, "Are you an officer who has come to attend the ceremony?" I know that there will be a dinner after the ceremony, but I don't know if you have any arrangements after the dinner. ”

This noble lady was so charming and moving, it was a pity that Shi Qinghai didn't have time, he bowed slightly, and politely expressed his sincere apologies: "I'm sorry, I have some important work to do after the award ceremony." ”

Shi Qinghai does have a very important job, especially after entering the security sequence list of the Secret Service, it was confirmed that Vice President Byron would not attend the dinner after the ceremony today, but would leave directly, so his work time was also forced to be advanced.

In recognition of the heroic deeds of the officers and men on the front line, Parliament Hill generously provided the magnificent Parliament Hall to the Ministry of Defence through a special temporary proposal for the Honours Ceremony. Shi Qinghai leaned against the inconspicuous wooden door on the side, holding a glass of pale apple sparkling wine, calmly looking at the interior of this tall and magnificent parliament building.

The award ceremony was followed by a grand dinner, and the organizers prepared a huge wine tower, just behind the door behind Shi Qinghai, the pale cyan sparkling wine was clear and revealing a pleasant color, looking like a calcium lake with a perfect combination of magnificence and tranquility in the mountains.

Shi Qinghai finished drinking a glass of apple sparkling wine, drank another glass, and when he picked up the third glass, the tip of his eyebrows raised slightly, and he raised his head vigilantly, and found that in the distance in the crowd, there was a beautiful woman wearing the uniform of an officer of the Ping Ping, but with a small red flower inserted in her black hair, looking at him coldly.

Zou Yu is now the deputy chief staff member of a policy study office of the Ministry of National Defense, and it is not surprising that she appeared at the award ceremony organized by the military, especially since Minister Zou Yingxing was unable to attend the award ceremony in person because he had to preside over the posture test of the No. 1 transit base, so her arrival can at least relieve some emotions.

Zou Yu didn't know that Shi Qinghai had disappeared during this time, so when she saw him standing in an inconspicuous corner, wearing an extremely straight military windbreaker, she just felt a little strange.

Shi Qinghai smiled at the apple sparkling wine in her hand, saw that she seemed to have the intention of coming over to speak, frowned slightly, put the wine glass on the table behind him, and then blended into the noisy crowd, and silently walked to the front of the parliamentary rostrum.

Six professional high-definition cameras moved slowly from different positions to broadcast the footage of Parliament Hill to thousands of federal homes, and the award ceremony officially began.

The officers of the Third Military Region's Air and Ground Support Brigade were the first to receive the awards, followed by the other field unit heroes of the Third Military Region, and it was not until the second half of the ceremony that the officers and men of the famous Iron Seventh Division stepped up to the stage one after another to receive the medals and commendation orders from the hands of the parliamentarians.

Even on such an occasion, the officers of the Iron Seventh Division were still extremely stingy with their smiles, their military posture was standard at the waist, their bodies were upright, their eyes were looking ahead, their hands were pressed on the Magna Carta, and their expressions were resolute and calm.

Just like their division commander Du Shaoqing.

There was even more enthusiastic applause in the council hall, but because of the space inside the building, it was difficult for the loud and enthusiastic applause to get the same enthusiastic response from the walls, and in a very short time, the applause was inaudible.

The architect who designed Parliament Hill back then, probably because he hated the relationship between the Federation meeting constantly and the members of the meeting enthusiastically applauded every time, deliberately clashed with the sound principle of the mezzanine hall design?

Shi Qinghai was thinking about these boring thinking extension questions, and at the same time quietly staring at the federal bigwigs on the stage, to his bewilderment and disappointment, Du Shaoqing did not come to the award ceremony in person.

At the end of the ceremony, the benevolent Vice President Byron, accompanied by Secret Service agents and parliamentarians, stepped down from the podium.

All those who are familiar with the highest command level of the Iron Seventh Division know that there are only three officers of the Iron Seventh Division who can be qualified to have the vice president of the Federation personally wear the medal, and that is the division commander Shaoqing and his two most loyal and reliable arms: Ximen Jin and Dongfang Pei.

However, Commander Dongfang Pei has now been deprived of all military positions, and was indifferently and ruthlessly driven into the N Yin unit of the Seventeenth Division by Du Shaoqing, although he has not heard the good news of his sacrifice for the country, but he is certainly not eligible to receive federal awards.

Du Shaoqing didn't come at all, and for this ice and snow general, probably all the warm celebrations in the capital SAR made him feel disgusted and uncomfortable.

Therefore, the highest command of the Seventh Iron Division was only represented by Colonel Ximen Jin.

At this time, no one knew that he had been tied into a urinal with wire, playing the role of a bleeding sad clown, already dying, and would die at any moment.

No one answered, Ximen Jin never appeared, and the empty interior of the building on Parliament Hill became quiet, and the officers attending the ceremony and the crowd watching the ceremony did not know what was happening. The official in charge of presiding over the ceremony on the rostrum quickly glanced at the camera lens that was still live broadcasting, stood behind Vice President Byron and whispered something, probably meaning that he wanted to ask His Excellency the Vice President to make that touching speech in advance and bluff this embarrassment.

But not everything in the world can be manipulated by politicians, at least not today.

Clear and powerful footsteps sounded, heavy military boots crushed over the precious sunken wooden stairs, Shi Qinghai walked up to the rostrum with a smile, slowly unbuttoned the first button of the dark green army trench coat, and said before the Secret Service agents and council staff reacted: "I know where Colonel Ximen Ya is. ”

When he said this, his left hand was gently placed on the extremely thick Magna Carta, his eyes looked calmly at the audience, and the red on his slightly pursed lips could not hide the thrilling purple.

The staff walked up to him and said in a low voice: "Mr. Officer, this is the award ceremony, which will be broadcast live by the whole Federation, please go down first, I don't want to send out security personnel." ”

Shi Qinghai coughed lightly twice and explained: "I am indeed not the guy who came to participate in the award ceremony, just look at my military uniform, I know that I am not from the Seventh Division, I am from the Special First Army." ”

After the great reconciliation of the Federation, a large part of the Qinglongshan Anti-[Zheηgfu] Army accepted the [Zheηgfu] adaptation and had a new name, which was the Special First Army.

In the battle of Xilin to exterminate the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the Special First Army performed well and made great contributions, but the Federation [zheηgfu] seems to have been a little blind to this matter.

People thought they knew the officer's intentions, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and the council hall became quieter and silentr.

"Doesn't anyone want to know where Colonel Simon is?" Shi Qinghai smiled and looked at everyone in the audience.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted: "Where is he, you say." ”

"He is now awaiting trial in the moral death court. Someone accosted him, Shi Qinghai was finally satisfied, and said with a smile: "There are other people who are about to be judged." ”

He gently stroked the cover of the Magna Carta linen with his palm, looked back at the parliamentarians with puzzled faces, looked at Vice President Byron who was walking back to the rostrum under the vigilant escort of the agents, and suddenly began to call by name: "Vice President Byron, Congressman Mace, Congressman Paulson, General Hu, ......."

Saying the names of six or seven big people in a row, he squinted his eyes and scanned the stiff-faced people on the rostrum, smiled and said, "Very good, most of you are here, then I announce ......"

"In accordance with the provisions of Charter I and the relevant amendments, I have decided to enforce the right of arrest against you because of the serious charges of the assassination of the Linhai Prefecture Gymnasium, the attack on the Gu Zhong, the betrayal of the Imperial, the death of my fat teacher, and the displeasure of me, as well as the reality of your control over the federal [zheηgfu] and the judicial system. ”

Shi Qinghai put his left hand on the thick Magna Carta, looked at those people and said seriously: "If you resist, I will directly shoot you to death in accordance with the right of arrest and the militia's wartime regulations." ”

Shi Gongzi's calm voice echoed in the solemn and incomparably empty parliament hall, and people looked at each other, unable to understand what was happening, and probably few people remembered what kind of civil arrest power was hidden in the depths of Charter I.

People's first reaction was ridiculous, this thing is too ridiculous, the handsome and serious officer on the stage has no problem with his brain?

Vice President Byron, under the protection of the Secret Service agents, walked out of parliament with a grim expression, not wanting to be disturbed by this ridiculous episode.

It is true that no one resisted Shi Qinghai's arrest, because they all felt that the so-called citizen arrest was just a madman's idiot.

A congressman pointed angrily at Shi Qinghai and scolded something.

Shi Qinghai squinted slightly, his eardrums seemed to have lost any physiological effect at this moment, and he could only see that Mr. Councilor's mouth was constantly deformed, and the cigarette teeth that were obviously often washed inside were left with disgusting dirt.

He took out a close-handle miniature brocade gun from his dark green military trench coat and pulled the trigger in that direction, and the sound of unreal gunfire suddenly resounded through the council hall.

(The mental state is not good, I wrote some in the next chapter, try to come out early.) ）