Chapter 1152 On-the-spot reaction (first update)
Half a second after the gunshot sounded, Hammurabi rushed towards the emperor on the high platform with his shield up, and pointed the huge sword that flashed in his hand aggressively downward, and the Sisterhood immediately raised their guns.

The reconnaissance drone belonging to the Praetorian Guard determined the position of the assassin through shooting angle and radar.One second after the sound of the gunshot, the small bipedal war engine with a height of 20 meters began to move. The upper body of the giant steel monster with the bombardment cannon hanging on both sides rotated rapidly. Precisely adjust the gears and bearings within a short period of time, aim the ready-to-fire muzzle at the building where the assassin is located, and the Hell Knights deployed nearby immediately activate the jetpacks to surround the building.

Panic began to spread, and both local celebrities and ordinary citizens clearly heard the gunshot from a residential building not far away. More than 100 meters, the bolt guns in the Hell Knight's hands sounded in unison, and the noise of the chainsaw sword also resonated harshly at the same time, and even the armored vehicles that had never been turned off started to move in unison.Destroy, search, and protect orders are being carried out in mere seconds, with on-board plasma, heavy-bolter shells, and laser cannons threatening to unleash fire on the crowd and the city at any moment.

However, all movements stopped after the emperor raised his palm, and the emperor stretched out his hand to pick off the hot warhead that was still spinning from the air.Holding the warhead, he scanned the crowd below, examining their fragility and fear with his emotionless dark eyes.Although before arriving in Sarajevo he had been looking forward to the opportunity to emulate constitutional democratic politicians, the gunman's presence did not make him happy, because the people of the city have limited their eyes to this small place, because of the populist agitation and religion. The difference in belief is the sword against brothers who once fought side by side. In the eyes of the emperor, this is the most ignorant behavior in the world.

The emperor raised his head to look at the building, and pulled out a crimson thread of anger and sorrow from the tense sea of ​​mind.The gunman's past memories and emotions are all in his eyes. In just a moment, he knows the gunman's life well.The gunman's eyes and nose began to ooze blood, and the emperor even saw the approaching Hell Knight through the blood-smeared eyes of the gunman, and heard the engine noise of the jetpack and the hovering jet airship smashing like a war hammer. Ear drums, taste the dry, bitter and slightly sweet taste of rust on the tongue.

After experiencing the siege of Sarajevo, his father was killed by a sniper on the street, and his sister was raped to death by gangsters.

In order to support him at the time, his mother, who was still alive, sold her body and bought a can of beans and a stick of bacon from street gangs every day, while silently enduring the gang's drug control and abuse.After the 1435-day siege ended, her mother took him out of the city and handed him over to relatives, and then returned to the city to continue selling his body for drugs, and finally died naked and malnourished on the street. Arms covered with years of IV injections.

After that, the shooter's life was to join gangs, take drugs; convert to religion, join religious arms, take drugs; contact foreign intelligence agencies, get paid to take more and better drugs.It's pretty much the orphans of war that exist today in war-torn countries like Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen, and Syria.The identity of the gunman was the sniper and liaison person arranged in the city by the extremist religious organization that fled into the mountains. He was responsible for connecting with the gangsters in the city in exchange for supplies and weapons, and connecting with the religious forces in the city in exchange for financial support.

But now the gangsters and border smugglers who sell drugs are either melted by the laser cannons of armored vehicles, smashed into pieces by heavy explosive shells, cut in two by chainsaw swords, or transported to Mars mining farms to become human computer or biochemical slaves , the amount of drugs in the whole of Sarajevo decreased dramatically in a short period of time.Coupled with the powerful suppression by the law enforcement agencies, there is not much room left for the gangs to survive. The former law enforcement agencies that colluded with the gangs encountered the firepower cleansing of the new law enforcement agencies in the first place, and there were not many people left.Illegal activities in the east of Sarajevo and along the coast of Bosnia and Herzegovina have almost stagnated. Even if those gangs have powerful firepower, the sisters who wiped out them and the Hell Knights are even more powerful. People come out and surrender.

"Dude, I'm still wearing power armor!"

The emperor threw the warhead on the high platform made of molten granite, and eased the emotions of the people below with a relaxed tone and a happy expression. Except for the Hell Knight who went to arrest the gunman, all other armed forces around the venue retracted their weapons according to the order. "You may know that I have some special powers. I can assure you that this is just a science that you cannot understand temporarily." The emperor said.He used his strength to calm the emotions of the people around him, "There is no need to panic because of this. This is just a bullet that appeared on the wrong occasion. The wars I have experienced are far more dangerous than this. Many of you know The mopping up around here early this morning, and I'm sure some of you saw the flares and rockets. I know what folks say about me, and maybe some people worry that I'm going to bring war to this city again - no, Never, my purpose is to save you from the scars of war, not to give you another war. I want you to live, in good health and with dignity, unless you don't want it."

The suffocating silence was gradually replaced by the buzzing discussion of the survivors, and some civilians who had experienced the trauma of war even cried out.

"Bring him here, don't hurt him."

The Emperor whispered to Hammurabi, and the Praetorians passed the order on to the angry Knights of Hell.After a while, an armored vehicle arrived at the City Hall Square under the escort of the Infernal Knights.The Hell Knights brought the prisoner out of the armored vehicle. Due to the emperor's order, the agents had already wiped the blood from the gunman's face, and even injected a dose of stimulant into the depressed gunman.

Victor von Doom watched the emperor's speech on TV and nodded with satisfaction.

Almost all news channels in Latvinia are now broadcasting live broadcasts, and the regent saw that the emperor invited the gunman to come up and tell his life experience and why he planned this assassination.At first, the gunman was unwilling to cooperate, but driven by inexplicable emotions, he felt that the words stuck in his throat made him extremely uncomfortable, as if acid reflux burned his throat, and he could only relax if he spit it out quickly Come down—and so he started talking, gushing, incoherent, weeping, trembling.Some memories that were once very vague suddenly became extremely clear, because the drug-dead receptors and neurons miraculously regained their vitality, and the memories that he wanted to forget cut through his muddled life like a sharp knife.

When the gunman talked about his family’s experience during the siege of Sarajevo, the audience in the high stage also felt the same way, because at that time many mothers sold their bodies so that their children would not starve to death, and even some of these audiences were lucky enough to survive.Afterwards, the emperor said on the spot that as long as the gunman was willing to accept legal sanctions, receive drug treatment in the hospital, and sign a letter of guarantee, promising to break away from extremist religious arms, give up religious beliefs, and study hard in prison, he was willing to forgive the gunman. Take no personal vengeance against him, for the war has hurt the sinner enough.

"Is it really not someone arranged by the Order of the Praetorians?" Victor von Doom asked Hammurabi on the encrypted communication channel while watching the TV broadcast.The turn of events at the scene amazed the regent. He had to praise how appropriate the emperor's improvisational measures were. He was sure that Victoria Hand and Stephanie Malik would never arrange such a plot, so the only thing they could do was not under his jurisdiction. , Nick Fury, who belongs to the Watchman, the intelligence department of the Order of the Praetorian Guards - Victor von Doom will never underestimate the degree of this person, especially the first-hand files about S.H.I.E.L.D. After that, the Regent knew that Nick Fury and Hydra were actually no different, and both were supporters of exceptionalism.

"It's so perfect, using the trauma of war to form a new consensus, I can imagine how people in this city will support him, even redemptive loyalty."

"That's hard to say, my friend," the Emperor said over the comm channel, and the Regent could hear the dullness and dullness in his tone. "I guess my job in the city is over, right?"

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