The young guerrilla gritted his teeth, suddenly let out a loud cry, and then took out his two lightsabers. His figure turned into a shadow again and walked towards the door: "I, I will help you stop it a little.

Ah no, I have never been here! Yes, I passed by occasionally and saw a conflict between two groups of unknown armed men. For the safety of the people marching on the ground, they must be calmed down! Yes, that's it!"

He roared with self-destruction and a consciousness that would sacrifice his future for the rest of his life, and rushed out of the door.

Taina Moen once again focused all her attention on the screen. Her calculations were about to be completed and she was only one step away from breaking through this firewall.

In the live broadcast next to her, Representative Amyta Parotin, surrounded by members of the Progressive Party, walked like a queen towards the exit of the Parliament Building.

Through the armored door, the vibration of the lightsaber, the friction of the mecha, and the frightened roars of the internal guards rang out at the same time.

"Rebellion! The guerrillas are going to rebel!" She heard an angry roar from an officer of the internal security force.

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At the same time, around the Leman Islands, a group of armored airships from the sky, as well as atmospheric gunboats and submarines from the sea, had completely surrounded the headquarters of the Guerrilla Association. At the same time, more internal security forces were also riding on the menacing

Inside the armored convoy, they were approaching across the sea.

In a car surrounded by armored vehicles, Brigadier General Claire Belmont of the Interior Guard looked at the island at the end of the bridge through the porthole.

He kept turning his wrist, trying to take off the watch from his sleeve.

He now feels that a hawk-dog leader who brings court hawks to suppress civil society organizations is no longer worthy of wearing the symbol of a model worker.

"Now, I can't tell who is the enemy and who is the friend at all." He looked at the cube building that appeared in the business and let out a miserable, sad, even desperate sigh.

"Pfft..."

He heard the laughter, which came from my wife. She must be laughing at my pretentiousness, right? Hum, being pretentious shows that I have a conscience!

As soon as Claire turned away from this thought, he immediately felt Yani's gaze.

It was a look that was peaceful, natural, yet full of power, and also a look that was full of coercion.
Chapter completed!