In the attack on Parliament Hill, several members of parliament were choked, several Secret Service agents and FBI officers in charge of the security of the Honours were killed in the line of duty, several of the commended officers who participated in the honours ceremony were seriously injured, one of them was brutally murdered, and most shockingly, the Honourable Byron, Vice President of the Federation, was killed on the spot.

Many years ago, the bitter struggle between the Seven Families and the Zheηgfu ended in seclusion behind the former, and the latter acquiesced in the former's special place, and since then, the Federation has not seen such a bloody incident for many years.

The members of the Federal Council of Management rushed back to the bullet-stained and scorched Capitol Hill from all over the country, and the angry members passed an emergency proposal in mourning the wounds of the incident, and attached to the proposal a letter to all the citizens of the Federation, in which it was written that no matter how sinister blows and blood they faced, the representatives elected by the citizens would always be faithful to their duties and stand on the stone steps of Parliament Hill, even if it was covered with the blood of their comrades.

Federal agencies are in a state of high-speed tension. [Jun Fang] and the Special Police Bureau jointly controlled the area around the Charter Plaza, the official residence and the relevant departments of the Parliament Hill began to conduct public opinion guidance, the buildings on the Parliament Hill that had been baptized by bullets were temporarily reinforced, the officials of the Department of Health rushed to the Affiliated Hospital of the Capital University to keep a close eye on the treatment process, the FBI set up a case investigation team headed by the director, and the District Prosecutor's Office entered the whole process ahead of schedule.

President Pabul, who was attending the commemorative meeting for the reconstruction of the Federation and the Peace, was on S2 and rushed back to the capital district in a spacecraft as soon as he learned of the attack on Parliament Hill, where His Excellency the President made a televised speech to the people of the Federation with a heavy face, expressing his grief and anger at the loss of his friends and friends, and declaring March 22 as the Federal Day of Mourning.

In the early hours of the next morning, in the electronic newspaper and the all-night television program, all sectors of the federal community expressed their most sorrowful feelings over the attack on Capitol Hill and the tragic death of the vice president and parliamentarians, and at the same time made the most angry accusations against the demented terrorist.

At 4:40 a.m., Zhang Xiaomeng, an official of Qinglongshan in the Capital Special Administrative Region, made an urgent appointment with reporters from major federal media in the side hall of the parliament hill.

In the statement, the Central Committee expressed strong dissatisfaction with a certain irresponsible speculation in the current federal society, solemnly explained that as early as three years ago, the Qinglongshan Anti-[ZheηGFU] Army had expelled the terrorist from the pure revolutionary ranks, and submitted relevant electronic documents and meeting minutes as evidence.

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The light baby flowers on the lawn of the presidential residence are just right, but these beautiful spring colors cannot be seen in the top-secret conference room deep underground, and the commanders of the second and third military regions are in turn on the circular light curtain, and in the middle is President Pabul, who is still on the way back, because of the relationship with the imperial war, the commander of the fleet, Admiral Hong Yuliang, did not appear in this emergency meeting, and after Zhong Shouhu was attacked and killed, the post of commander of the Xilin Military Region has not yet been decided.

The dark-skinned President Pabur looked solemnly at the white-haired old man who was speaking in the conference room, the white-haired old man was the national security adviser of this [zheηgfu], and he waved his arms excitedly, as if to tear the air in front of him apart.

"Now I don't want to care what the criminal's motive is, I just can't figure out how he can do these crazy things, guys, there's Capitol Hill, and the dead people are the vice president and parliamentarians of the Federation!"

Mr. National Security Adviser had a gloomy face, the neckline of his dress was untied haphazardly, and his messy hair was full of traces of sweat, and he pointed in the direction of a certain place in the field diagonally, and shouted almost like a roar:

"Why is the Chartist so slow to respond? After the criminal opened [choke] on the Capitol Hill, the Secret Service has already sent you a location application, according to the prescribed process, you should be able to locate the specific location of the criminal within twelve seconds, and then provide it to the law enforcement agencies on the front line. As a result, until Division Commander Du and his troops arrived at Guangchengchang, [zheηgfu] still did not get the positioning data. ”

"The criminals are dead? The question is how many criminals are there? If anyone wants to rush to Capitol Hill and kill the vice president, does that mean that the next moment they can rush in and kill all of us?"

"The Charter, the Secret Service, the FBI, I'd love to know if you're capable of dealing with this kind of brutal and unjustified terrorist attack?"

The Director of the Secret Service stood silently in the doorway, his lowest order in the entire conference room, and there was no room for him to speak. As for the director of the FBI, he sat at the back of the long table with a pale face, and the deaths of Vice President Byron and congressmen had already made the official in charge of the federal internal security strategy feel that the whole [pian] sky had fallen.

At this moment, the only person who can speak is Cui Judong, the acting director of the Charter Bureau, who was silent for a moment and then said calmly: "The criminal has a way to temporarily shield the core [pian] positioning, which is a problem that the Charter Bureau cannot solve. ”

Mr. National Security Adviser stared at him, as if he wanted to say something, but because of the special status of the Charter Bureau, he didn't say anything after all.

"Then fix it. Li Zaidao, who was directly in front of the long table, suddenly broke the silence and said with a serious expression: "There are some problems that always need to be solved. ”

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Walking out of the presidential residence, Lee Jae-do waved his hand to stop the orderly from holding an umbrella, squinted at the parliament hill in the distance in the slight spring rain, and after nearly half a minute of silence, he asked the officer behind him for a cigarette in an extremely rare way.

Some clumsy and jerky took two puffs, the general was choked a little uncomfortable, he shook his head, couldn't help but glance at Parliament Hill again, his mood was a little indescribably complicated, seeing that the magnificent era was about to unfold in front of him, the most determined and mature political partner, but because of Shi Qinghai's simple, rough and even rough attack, he slept underground, and he could never see that real victory again, life, how could there be so many misses.

Swallowing the gloomy sadness in his throat, and about to leave in the car, suddenly the subordinate officer stepped forward with a strange expression and whispered something.

The spring rain of the 72nd year of the Xianli calendar was non-stop, not in vain but lingering and disturbing, and Li Zaidao, who was also the commander of the First Military Region, received a request for transfer from Xilin in the night rain.

"Colonel Xu Le was informed that his request had been denied. ”

General Lee Jae-do's gray eyebrows were mixed with raindrops, shining tenaciously in the night: "Tell him that he is a soldier, a real soldier, and he will definitely not be affected by any emotion to his senses." ”

(There are still some problems, and I've been having diarrhea, it's weird, I don't know why, I'm slowly recovering, two chapters tomorrow, I'm sorry for these two days, let everyone wait for a long time, I'll plan well in the future, and try to avoid this kind of non-war problem.) ）