Chapter 638: Years of planning came to nothing
"Are you ready?" Standing on the top floor of Granada's second-tallest building, Hyman Jamitov looked down through the glass window at the ant-sized vehicles and pedestrians below.
"Everything is ready, Lord Jamitov."
"Well, let's get started."
"But Lord Koenigman's side..."
"Bang~!"
Without giving any chance or any hesitation, Haimer Diamitov directly shot the questioning man and sent him to see God.
Others present turned a blind eye to all this, as if nothing happened, and just lowered their heads to Heimer Diamitov.
"Clean up."
"Yes."XN
Dragging the body out of the room, someone quickly came to replace the carpet, clean it thoroughly, and even remove the unpleasant smell of blood. Then they all left, leaving only Heimer Jamitov. .
"Konemann? Haha, just a useless chess piece." Heimer Jamitov continued to look at the "ants" overlooking his feet, raised the corner of his mouth, walked to the wall, opened the secret door, and walked in It disappeared.
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People from all over Granada and Von Braun, perhaps senior executives of companies, ordinary white-collar workers, or even homeless people in dark corners, many people's PADs suddenly vibrated, and after glancing at the news, their eyes suddenly became sharp. Standing up, everyone who knew them and those who didn't knew them subconsciously took two steps back, frightened by the sudden change in temperament.
But the next second, more people suddenly appeared around these people, some were strangers, some were familiar friends and colleagues. When these people were about to do something, suddenly there was a slight noise on their necks, arms or somewhere. A tingling sensation, feeling the unknown liquid being injected into the body, and then he lost consciousness, collapsed in his arms, and was taken away silently.
The abandoned port hides several [Samiras-class] cruisers and [Muse-class] cruisers, and even a [Mazeren-class] battleship, a [Chibe-class] high-speed heavy cruiser, and a [Zanzibar-class] mobile cruiser.
And these battleships are all equipped with enough MS, ranging from [Zaku], [Tiger], [Big Demon], [Warrior] from the Principality of Zeon, to the mass-produced heretics of the Federation!
"Lord Jamitov's order, we can begin."
"Understood."XN
Whether it was the crew members or the MS pilots, the voices they answered were devoid of any emotion. They were as rigid as machinery. They were busy with their work without a doubt, executing according to the plan made in advance. They had no thoughts of their own and no belonging to human beings. of agility.
As the order was issued, everyone received the plan and their respective tasks and took action.
The engine is ignited, the battleship sets sail, and the mobile suit lifts off the ground, but...
Except for the abandoned port just now, these mechanical people finally have human expressions on their faces.
fear!
What was waiting for them outside the abandoned port was not the mission target, but groups of federal warships and MSs. The dark muzzles of the guns and muzzles had locked them, and the bright light did not trigger them.
"This is the 32nd Mobile Fleet of the Earth Federation. Surrender immediately, otherwise our army will attack. Repeat, surrender immediately, otherwise our army will attack..."
"Sir, a high-energy reaction has been detected, and the opponent has launched an attack!"
"Really?" The commander lowered the brim of his hat and gave the order coldly: "Start the attack, wipe them all out."
"learn!"
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In the orbit of the earth and the moon, Kim Koenigman led his fleet towards the moon, but before he could see the moon, he was stopped by the federal fleet in front.
"That's it! Ray Bill..." Looking at the black and gray [Kirin-class] battleship in the center of the fleet, Kim Koenigman recognized it as Ray Bill's exclusive car - [General Ray Bill].
If he just encountered an ordinary federal fleet, Kim Koenigman would still have the opportunity to use his identity and military rank to check and balance the opponent, but he did not expect that it would be Ray Bill who personally led the team to catch him. Ray Bill came in person, which shows that the relationship between the two There is no room for maneuver.
"Beep beep beep..."
"Sir, there is a communication request from the General Rebel."
"Take it over."
"yes."
The communication was connected, and Kim Koenemann looked at the familiar face on the screen, slumped in the captain's seat dejectedly. His hair, which was originally gray, turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to go out in person." There were no greetings, no questions or confrontations. The meeting between the two had explained a lot.
"The riots in Granada and Von Braun have... no, I should say there is no chance of riots."
"Haha, old fox, is everything really according to your plan? Have you been waiting for this moment for a long time?"
"...I have been giving you a chance, and I believe you will not make this decision."
"Oh, yes, but I...what chance do I have to choose?"
"...You already knew this?"
"Jamitov thought that I had been kept in the dark, but he didn't know that if I hadn't secretly assisted him when the Kressman family was destroyed, his plan would have had no chance of succeeding. Even after it succeeded, , I am also protecting him secretly, otherwise he would not be alive now."
That's right, Kim Koenigman had seen through Heimer Diamitov a long time ago, and had even been taking care of Heimer Diamitov, deliberately showing that he was being used by him without knowing anything.
"Why?"
"...His mother...is my aunt, even though she was kicked out of the family back then."
"...You said you have no choice, now I'll give you two choices." Having said this, there is no need to continue chatting. If you want to chat, it is in private, "Surrender, I guarantee that you will retire with honor in your current status. , or die in battle on charges of treason.”
"Haha, decades of planning have all come to nothing in the end." Kim Koenemann laughed self-deprecatingly, waving to his subordinates, "Disarm all troops and surrender to General Ray Bill."
Jin Koenigman gave up. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but that he couldn't resist at all. His own fleet was all old-fashioned battleships, and the opponents were all new-style battleships, and they were more numerous than them. There were more MSs than them, and they were better armed than them. Even more powerful, there is no chance of winning in a fight.
Also, Kim Koenigman was tired. Back then, he had completed what his favorite aunt had asked him to do, and he had done it well enough, but he couldn't see any hope of success, so he simply gave up. He was still able to achieve the highest goal. Retirement with the right treatment and enjoying a short retirement life, rather than ending a lifetime of sadness and infamy as a traitor.
And among his men, Kim Koenemann could see that no one wanted to resist, no one wanted to be a traitor.
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Earth, the speaker's home, the speaker looked at Cruze sitting opposite him with a ferocious face. The room was surrounded by a big man wearing a black suit and sunglasses.
"Cruzer, do you know what you are doing!?"
"Of course I know, Mr. Speaker."
"Kidnapping the Federal Speaker is treason!"
"First of all, this is your home, and I did not kidnap you. Secondly... the person who committed treason is not me but you, Mr. Speaker, no, should it be the [Continental Renaissance Foundation] including you? Or [ Guangfuhui]?”
"You!" Upon hearing the name [Continental Renaissance Foundation], followed by the long-buried [Liberation Association], the speaker's expression changed from ferocious to panicked, "What are you talking about? I don't know. !”
"Don't worry, Mr. Speaker." Kruse kept an elegant smile and handed a document to the speaker. "Take a look first, maybe you will think of something."
"..." The Speaker was unmoved and did not read the information. He made it clear that he knew nothing if he killed him, but Kruse said another name, allowing him to break through the defense again.
"Cressman Genocide Case?"
"You! How did you..."
"Let's see."
Knowing that he couldn't escape, the Speaker picked up the document with trembling hands and read it page by page. With each page he turned, his face became paler. At the end, the document slipped from his hand and his knees "thumped" Kneeling on the ground with a cry.
"Please! Let me go! I was forced back then! I will recommend you to become the next federal speaker, as long as you let me go! By the way! And property! I can give it to you, and I can give it to others. Help you convince! And Heimer Diamitov, I can tell you all his arrangements and plans! He plans to attack Granada and von Brown! Yang Hui’s…”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Cruze clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Your Excellency, Speaker, I am not interested in what I already know."
"You...what did you say!?"
"Don't worry, that old tofu... Well, I like this nickname very much. He has someone to deal with it, and his plan will not succeed, so... Mr. Speaker, you should know..."
"I know! I know what to do! I will convince others to support you to become the new Speaker..."
"No, you are wrong. First, others don't need your persuasion; second, I don't want to be the speaker. You should nominate General Gepu as the new speaker. Do you understand?"
"this……"
"Huh? Is there a problem?"
"No...no! I know what to do!"
"Ah, very good."
Cruze stood up and left. The document was given to him, and there was no need to keep anyone under surveillance. If he dared to show the document to him, the Speaker would naturally think that it was a copy and have a backup, so he would not dare to mess with it.
As for the family property mentioned before... It depends on his self-consciousness, Cruze is not interested, but if he is sensible, he should cut off his wrists and find a beautiful name to give to the Earth Federation.
If you don't know the difference...hehe.
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In Granada, a convoy was heading towards the outskirts of the country. Heimer Jamitov was sitting in the center car with his legs crossed. The direction they were heading towards was where Yang Hui's secret base was located.
"Haha, it's well hidden. It took me so much effort to find the exact location, but everything will be mine." As the target got closer and closer, Heimer Diamitov's smile grew bigger and bigger. The more prosperous.
From the beginning, he guessed that Yang Hui had a secret base. No matter how powerful Yang Hui was, he would not be able to develop a new mobile suit in such a short period of time and bring so many new technologies to the federation.
And the people he deployed in Anaheim did not find that Anaheim had researched these technologies, including many emerging civilian technologies that appeared suddenly.
This led to Heimer Jamitov's speculation, and after a difficult investigation, he discovered the location of this secret base.
"Sir, we're here." The vehicle stopped and the people in the vehicle were fully armed.
"Go ahead, kill everyone, and try not to damage anything inside."
"yes."
The armed men quickly got out of the car, found the secret entrance, opened the entrance through a hacker program, and filed in.
The sound of battle has been heard near the moon. Heimer Diamitov is listening, enjoying, and imagining a bright future. Everything is going according to his plan.
But soon, he discovered something was wrong. After his people went down, they didn't hear any gunshots, and there wasn't even a reply.
"How is the situation?" Heimer Diamitov asked with the walkie-talkie, but there was no reply from the other party.
Heimer Diamitov, who is good at self-preservation, immediately realized that something was wrong, turned over to the driver's seat and was about to drive away, but...
"Dong dong dong dong..."
The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard in his ears, and vibrations spread through his seat to his butt and back. He turned around and saw several Heretic Gundams approaching rapidly.
"Damn~!"
He was about to step on the accelerator when he started the car. At this moment, an answer came over the intercom, causing him to stop moving his right foot.
"Old Doufu, come down and have a chat? Or should you die as a traitor?"
