Female president's private killer

The city outside the window is still full of joy. The fireworks of celebration bloomed in the air one by one. The whole of China fell into a carnival of victory.

This is the happiest time in Beijing since the war began two years ago.

The bitter hatred towards the aggressors turned into full pride and pride at this moment. Countless Chinese soldiers are running on their own land, firing, charging, lying down, getting up and running forward. A car armor, passing by them, dark green metal light tide, overwhelming.

In front of them, the enemy is falling. One by one, one by one.

The war reports ahead are still coming.

The Chinese government and military are holding back their efforts to let the power of this bomb sweep the world. In recent days, media reports on the war situation on Leifeng island have occupied all news time. People's emotions have been boiling. Every city, every street, there are excited people marching.

But where do they know that China is experiencing an unprecedented crisis.

"Your Excellency, marshal." A doctor quickly walked up to Ye Jingguo and Li Cunxin and whispered, "you can go in."

"What about Marshal Huang?" Ye Jingguo asked in a low voice.

"It's stabilized for the time being, but." The doctor looked worried: "Your Excellency Huang Shengtian's condition has entered an advanced stage. Except for some conservative treatment, we can't make any change to the condition. How long you can persist depends on your excellency Huang Shengtian. "

Although the doctor's words were expected, ye Jingguo and Li Cunxin couldn't help but feel a burst of melancholy.

They looked at each other and walked to the bedroom.

Pushing the door open, Huang Shengtian lay quietly on the wide and soft bed.

Several monitoring instruments threw sensing light spots on his hand and recorded his breathing, heartbeat and other data. An oxygen generator worked silently, and oxygen was sent into his body through a nasal tube.

Left the wheelchair. Without uniform, the old man's body looked so thin on the wide hospital bed. His legs shrunk a little and looked like a child.

Only by looking at his face and his eyes can we know that this is the military God of China.

Neither war nor disease can defeat him before he dies. His eyes were still deep and bright when he looked at Ye Jingguo and Li Cunxin.

"I think it's time to make our next plan." Looking at the medical staff leaving the bedroom and carefully closing the door, Huang Shengtian smiled at Ye Jingguo and Li Cunxin: "that guy did a good job. Originally, I thought we needed to wait for a while. Unexpectedly, he made such a big noise on Leifeng island with two divisions! "

Ye Jingguo and Li Cunxin went to the bedside and sat down in a high back chair with velvet cushion.

After a few words, Huang Shengtian's breath was panting. He closed his eyes, rested for a while, and then said faintly: "send a message to Leifeng island and let him and Huang Xiaolei come back."

Quiet bedroom, soft and quiet lighting.

"Critically ill?" Duan Tiandao only felt that his mind was blank. In the communicator, Huang Xiaolei's trembling voice suddenly confused him.

He stopped the mecha.

The broken logic, in the mighty mecha queue, is like a reef in the flood. The black, cyan and dark green mecha separated behind him and converged in front of him.

The artillery fire in front of me sounded unreal.

"Tang Xin." Duan Tiandao gave a wooden cry.

"I am!" In the command channel, Tang Xin's soft voice seemed a little worried.

"Here you are! Then fight until they are at the end of their tether! " Duan Tiandao pulled the control lever, turned around and gritted his teeth. Logic soared like a rocket.

"Pa!" A folded newspaper was thrown on the smooth pear wood office, making a crisp sound. Qin ChuChu's face was as heavy as water. He turned the wide leather swivel chair and looked out of the window.

The sunset in the distance of the city is gradually hiding behind rows of high-rise buildings. The light is gradually dimmed. Only a touch of golden glow is still lingering on the windowsill.

Qin ChuChu's eyes narrowed slightly.

For a long time, her face, which was upside down, became faintly hazy with the fading of the residual light from the windowsill. Shadow, slowly stroking her elegant neck, exquisite collarbone, and towering round chest, all the way down, gradually enveloping her.

In a room decorated with extreme luxury. The light was so dark that it was uncomfortable, but none of the few people standing in front of the desk dared to turn on the light.

Six men and three women, including two twin sisters, are the core members of Qin ChuChu's forces. After following Qin ChuChu for a long time, they know what will happen if they make a sound and wait for themselves at this time. Their strict training has made them accustomed to this kind of waiting.

Everyone is like a stone carving in a secret room.

The only thing that can move may be their eyes.

At the moment, everyone cast their eyes on the desk in front of them. Under the eye-catching headline on the front page of the first page of the folded sunshine newspaper, a pure looking Fang Chutian in a blue uniform was smiling heartlessly.

Leifeng sea victory!

This is a simple title. However, for the people of this era, the word "great victory" plus the following three exclamation marks are enough to make them rush to the vending machine and snatch away the newspapers inside.

The whole city, no, the whole world is talking about the Leifeng sea battle and the fierce army. As long as you listen, you can hear the constant cheers.

The cheers, like a crisp slap in the face, hit everyone in this office.

More than 20 hours ago, Qin ChuChu blocked the news that the Humvee killed Auburn.

She knows very well what public opinion means to the Qin demon army in such a critical period. This news is too amazing. If it is allowed to spread in China, no one knows what consequences will occur. She will never allow her advantage to become the advantage of the enemy until the plan she personally led is completed.

More importantly, she did not want to see the scene of the impeachment of Huang Shengtian in the supreme assembly of the League come to an end one after another.

I have to say that this is a successful blockade. At the same time, thousands of chairmen of the board of directors and chief editors of China's major media have accepted interviews with local dignitaries.

There are members of Parliament, leaders of business associations, chairmen of chaebols, senior government officials and military dignitaries. Among these amiable dignitaries, media bosses or staff get what they want or don't want, some receive friendship, some receive checks, and some receive intimidation or a bullet.

No matter what they received, most of them chose silence.

Only a few media reports were also drowned in the wonderful speech of the presidential candidate during his visit to Shangjing University and the news of the victory of the Qin demon Corps in re conquering the important town.

It can be imagined how confused and embarrassed the Chinese people were when other countries were shocked and cheered at the killing of Auburn by the fierce army.

Even if they get relevant information from the Internet, the collective silence of the media makes them feel that the climax has just appeared, but it is swallowed up by the suffocating air.

This is a war.

From the start of the war to the completion of the blockade, Qin ChuChu took less than four hours. This moment is too critical. She would rather risk being watched by the chairman's office than be threatened by any threat to her plan. She knows better than everyone that the focus of the news of the great victory in Leifeng sea area is not the fierce army, but Huang Shengtian.

The military God who has controlled China for 30 years has too strong power. Even if you suppress him with only one breath, perhaps you only need a message. The people who believe in him and worship him for decades will make him stand up. And those swing politicians, military generals or interest groups will instinctively choose to wait and see or even take refuge, rather than risk provoking him.

Moreover, Huang Shengtian has never been knocked down.

The victory of Qin demon Legion is only a superficial phenomenon. Only Qin ChuChu, who was in the dark, could understand how dangerous the waves were.

She doesn't want to give the right phone.

Unfortunately, just when she thought everything was under control, things got out of control.

Less than a day after the Chinese military headquarters threw out the news of annihilating the Dragon fleet and killing Auburn, they released the war situation report again and detonated a larger nuclear bomb.

"Beilifu northern cluster collapsed, Leifeng Island front army pursued while winning, Southeast victory, and all 300 adjudicators were slaughtered!"

This terrible news quickly spread to the whole of China, and its shock wave swept across the four directions and blew up her elaborate blockade net.

Qin ChuChu was stunned.

From the moment she got the news, she knew that no one could control the news.

The fact is as she expected. The Publicity Office of the president's office, which had been aware of the Auburn incident, chose to announce the news at the first time. Several media with close ties to the government reported at length, which quickly ignited the whole Chinese Republic.

The media who had previously cited scriptures to question the record of the fierce army's annihilation of the Dragon cavalry fleet were silent. Those media who had listened to the greeting regretted it. Even those who came forward to say hello also dived into the water, remained silent, and even took back their words.

At this time, everyone knows that continuing to block the news will not only oppose the president's office, but even lead to fire.

"You can't control it yourself. Don't blame us!"

Based on this most realistic idea, the media quickly joined the reports that contributed to the fire. Qin ChuChu couldn't even say a cruel word about it.

This is the power of Huang Shengtian!

The old man in the wheelchair can turn the balance to him without coercion and inducement, or even defending himself.

Moreover, this time, the record of the fierce army annihilating 300 adjudicators is too dazzling for people to look at! In contrast to the fact that ten adjudicators on the lane battlefield dominated the whole battle and almost made the lane military region unable to turn over, this record can be called a miracle. The information contained in it is more complex.

Anyone with a normal IQ should understand how cautious it is to fight against the fierce army.

The setting sun has completely fallen into the horizon.

Night fell.

There was still a dead silence in the office.

Six men and three women stood quietly, firm as a rock. However, if you look carefully, you will find that these people who have been trained to be held against their heads by guns and their faces will not change any. At the moment, they don't look calm.

Their eyes, tiny beads of sweat on their foreheads or a barely perceptible twitch in the muscles of their cheeks make them look less calm and terrible than they are rumored to be.

The only one who is really calm is the woman sitting on the leather swivel chair.

Shrouded in darkness, she looked like a black widow calmly guarding a cobweb.

"Turn on the TV." Qin ChuChu turned his head and stared at the photos in the newspaper.

One of the twins turned on the giant light curtain TV. The picture formed by the fusion of colorful light groups is the short message of the interaction between the presidential candidate and voters. After the short message, it is the current support ranking of several presidential candidates withdrawn from various parties.

It was the middle-aged man who met Qin ChuChu who ranked first. The second is the candidate of President Ye Jingguo's party. The support rate of these two people accounts for 75% in total. The rest will be divided among three, four and five candidates.

Whether from the external image, knowledge and cultivation, the support of the ruling array or personal life, Qin ChuChu's candidates occupy a great advantage.

The light screen is flickering and changing. The stereoscopic image looks so real.

Suddenly, a rapid phone call interrupted the tranquility of the office.

Everyone suddenly stared at the phone. The tense atmosphere made them swallow saliva uncontrollably.

Qin ChuChu casually picked up the phone while watching TV.

A moment later, a smile full of black temptation bloomed in the corner of her mouth.

There are only two sentences on the phone, but that's enough.

"He's dead."

"Chairman Ye Jingguo."