Chapter 1447 Notice

The sleepless nights are so long.

The whole of London seems to be immersed in this secret turmoil and waves.

While ordinary people are sleeping peacefully in their dreams, the struggle in the darkness is spreading like a frenzy. And through the authority of the overhead agency, looking down, the whole of London seems to be full of war.

After Solomon issued the proclamation to declare war, there was a silence that was so short that it was less than a day. Then, without any cover-up, they launched attacks in all directions in the early morning.

In just six hours, more than a dozen battles broke out across London. Among highways, sewers, buildings and slums...

From Ai Qing's point of view, Solomon seemed to be already hungry and impatient. After getting some opportunity or some news, he no longer concealed it and began to cleanse other participants with terrifying efficiency.

That's right.

Not fighting, not annihilating, but purging.

Equipment, tactics, efficiency, speed, coordination and quality, the elites from the four legions vividly demonstrated to their opponents the killing skills they brought back from the battlefield.

Among the total twelve battles, there were nine raids and three chases.

No matter how elite mercenaries were standing in front of them, or whether they were institutional force troops selected from thousands of people, or what kind of sublimators they were, they were all washed away instantly and disappeared like grease under a high-pressure water cannon. trace.

Post offices throughout the territory, Department of Education and Propaganda, Department of Taxation, Records Management Bureau, Abyss Development Bureau and the General Office of the Decision-making Office...

The agents of the six departments in the south and north of London were attacked successively. Among them, the post offices in the whole territory suffered the most heavy losses. The agents were surrounded at the first encounter. After the negotiation failed, the available operational power was They were completely wiped out and died on the way to escape.

The Ministry of Education and Propaganda was attacked during a secret meeting with the decision-making office and lost most of its armed forces.

The Tax Department was a key opponent, and its branches in London suffered varying degrees of attacks and suffered heavy losses.

After resisting to no avail, the Records Administration chose to surrender.

Only the General Office of the Decision-making Office, after paying a small price, wiped out all its opponents and took over the authority of the Department of Education and Propaganda.

And the Abyss Development Bureau...

There was no one in the dilapidated house that Wu Cheng and Lucien rented casually.

After the two of them entered into a cooperation, they just packed up their bags and moved into the concert hall without going back at all, thus escaping a disaster.

It promises to be a sleepless night for everyone involved.

Post offices and records bureaus across the country were withdrawn, the Education and Propaganda Department was left bare, and powerful departments like the Tax Department were crippled... The whole process didn't even take four hours.

The tragic lesson of Xue Mingling was placed in front of everyone.

The butcher from the legion, the image of the war mad dog created by the current situation vividly taught everyone a lesson and told them what professionalism means.

It also brought a lot of trouble to Ai Qing.

Faced with Solomon's cheating operation, which seemed to open the entire map, no one suspected that the overhead organization had secretly turned to Solomon.

In this regard, Ai Qing could only send all the information about the other party that she found. If she really fell to Solomon, the regeneration plan might have ended by dawn today.

Soon, the agent of the general office issued an announcement through the forum, notifying everyone of the withdrawal of the members of the Secrecy Administration - the lists of all participants had fallen into Solomon's hands.

Not only that, all the assets that Adrian entrusted to the Secrecy Administration before his death, including the authority of the Legislative Council - the [Coercive Law] that cannot be violated after signing, have also been obtained by Solomon.

The permissions of post offices throughout the territory - the [Mingguang Tunnel] that can open transmissions in two places within the territory at any time is probably about the same. Fortunately, this permission has been used once, and the number of times it can be used is probably limited.

As for the authority of the Records Management Bureau, the territory's historical archives and the accounts that record access...such things are of no use to Solomon.

No wonder the Records Administration showed no resistance. They really came here to make fun of themselves. They are an agency that preserves copies of historical documents and important archives. No matter what their opinions are or what faction comes to power, it is impossible to abolish them. Likewise, it is impossible to abolish them. Give them more budget…

Even the hotels rented by agency agents in London are the standard rooms of the cooperating units of the governing bureau, and require invoices.

In previous years, they would have struggled a bit, but now that they were swept out of the game by such an exceptional opponent, all they can say is that they tried their best.

What is this, a blessing in misfortune?

Adrian's failure was just the beginning.

When more tragic cases are placed in front of the wavering institutions, they will have to face choices, especially at such a critical moment...

At the same time, this is a mixed bag for Ai Qing.

Solomon's initiative forced her to take further action. Fortunately, after other departments felt a sense of crisis, the demand for overhead agencies began to increase further, and calls began to come in continuously.

And the bad part is...the Secrecy Administration, which was kicked out by Solomon last night, is the first ally she wants to win over.

She was bound to get that list that recorded the information of all the participants!

Think about it, if she had that list in hand, the regeneration plan would no longer be difficult for her. She will have the greatest advantage in the early stage when everyone is testing each other, and there will be plenty of room for maneuver.

The disadvantage of being the latest to start compared to others can be completely undone.

But unfortunately, she had not yet contacted the Secrecy Bureau and started negotiations. The other party had already fallen into Solomon's hands.

And there is not much time left for her.

When Solomon makes his next move, he must recruit more institutions and recover losses to avoid further expansion of Solomon's power.

In Huai Shi's words, if the opponent uses all the six divine equipment in the first five minutes, the game will really be unwinnable.

Yeah, that guy played games all night...

He even brought Wu Cheng up with him, and he couldn't stop being so happy.

Fortunately, before Ai Qing couldn't bear the yelling and shot him dead, his phone finally ran out of battery.

Headache.

Looking at the manpower on hand, apart from Huai Shi, a MOBA cancer who is particularly good at fighting and can increase the blood pressure of his teammates, Wu Cheng is basically useless as a technical staff. And Francesco and Gisele are two bastards who are fond of touching each other whenever they get the chance...

There is also a Tony in the picture who came here to send her away because she didn't want to do it anymore.

After counting, only Lucien is the most reliable.

Old-timers are old-timers, which is reassuring.

It would be better if he could put away those antique pendants that exuded a strange aura all over his body.

As for the second ally who entered last night, he was simply a fun-loving person... his position was confusing, wavering, making no promises or guarantees, and was completely unreliable.

Maybe if the wind blows in the wrong direction, he will slap his ass and leave.

"Isn't that what the Bureau of Justice is like? Rules are dead, but people have to live. The implementation must be adapted to local conditions and be flexible. If you want to survive in this kind of organization, you can't do it if you don't know how to be flexible. I'm just a pitiful person. A weak woman, the situation is so bad now, Xiaoqing, you will not force others to do anything, right?"

These are the exact words of that Camilla guy.

With the huge resources of the Judicial Bureau in hand, he can naturally move between all parties and measure the value with ease. There is no need to doubt that Ai Qing knew with her toes that she had no good intentions at all when she joined the alliance - it would be best if she could take over the position of an overhead organization and take the initiative. If not, she should at least take advantage of it.

Because if it were her, she would definitely do the same without hesitation.

In this way, in silent thinking, the early morning time was spent in torment.

And at nine o'clock, on time, on time, the mobile phone screen in front of her lit up again.

Agent of the Office of the Central Decision-making Office of the General Administration - Maxim Sanogo.

Male, forty-six years old.

Director of Coordination and Execution Department.

Advocacy - maintain the current sovereignty, expand the scope of supervision of the bureau, and further integrate the current order.

An out-and-out representative of the sovereign faction, a staunch advocate in the decision-making room, and one of the most important heavyweights among all participants.

"This is Ai Qing."

She answered the phone.

"This is Maxim Sanogo."

The voice on the other end of the phone was calm and solemn, as if he was standing in front of a camera making an announcement: "We have completed cooperation with the Resource Management Association, the Taxation Department, and the Education and Propaganda Department of the current situation, and will work for the interests of the current situation. Hereby proceed notify."

"It's so fast."

Ai Qing raised her eyebrows and her heart sank.

The sovereign faction has put aside their internal differences and taken the lead in completing the union... The pressure brought by Solomon is not only good for himself.

"Then, what are you doing?" she asked bluntly.

Maxim's words remained calm: "Now we will exercise the legitimate rights granted by the decision-making room, request the cooperation of the overhead agency, unconditionally hand over all Solomon's intelligence, and cooperate with our actions."

But Ai Qing couldn't help laughing: "Why don't you just ask me to hand over the authority of the overhead organization? That would be simpler, right?"

Maxim had no reaction to the mockery in his words, and just said: "If the situation is good, that's the next step, isn't it?"

"Unfortunately, the overhead agency is only responsible to the governing bureau itself."

Ai Qing answered without thinking: "According to the existing system structure, without a written order from the decision-making room, the general office has no power to dispatch overhead agencies, so I will not comply.

Even if we both face the same enemy, the general office should not overstep its authority to this extent, besides..."

She paused and her voice became cold: "Even if I gave it to you, do you dare to believe it?"

"That's a shame."

Maxim asked: "Can I interpret your answer as 'no'?"

"You should understand this."

Ai Qing said, "It looks like the fight is about to start again?"

"No, the common enemy is outside. Don't start fighting again inside."

Maxim replied, as if he had expected it: "Then, do your own thing. We will not attack you until Solomon withdraws.

Accordingly, you and your allies cannot get any support from us.

You should be able to accept such conditions, right? "

"You are really generous." Ai Qing sighed: "Should I express my gratitude?"

"No, I just still have expectations for you." Maxim said politely: "I think you should know where I am. The office is always waiting for your arrival."

After a slight pause, he finally said:

"And, perhaps, you will have to make a choice soon..."

Ai Qing had no response and just hung up the phone.

Take a deep breath.

Suppressed the irritability in my heart.

Then, the phone's screen lit up again.

This time, even the air in the room was frozen by the ringing.

An unknown number appeared on the screen, and soon the owner of the number was revealed under the authority tracking of the overhead agency.

——Solomon.

It’s true, he doesn’t leave any chance for his opponent to breathe.

That guy...

Ai Qing stared at the screen in silence, with a gloomy expression.

Soon, on the third ring, the call was answered.

But he didn't speak.

On the other end, there was a faint voice.

"We've got through, General..."

"Huh? Is the number actually real?" It seemed that even the broadcaster himself was a little surprised. Amidst the trivial sounds, the phone was picked up.

"This is Solomon. Is it an overhead institution?" the old man asked kindly.

"Speaking."

Ai Qing replied calmly.

"I know you, Ms. Ai, you work closely with the Legion, and that guy Tony respects you very much." Solomon said, "Is he okay?"

"He is already dead." Ai Qing said without hesitation: "Before she died, she said she believed in you. You failed him."

"There's no need to tell such lies, right?"

Solomon seemed to smile, not believing it at all: "It seems that you really have a bad impression of me, so... do you want to come to my side?"

The invitation was extended sincerely and straightforwardly.

"You are also someone who wants to change the status quo, right, Ai." He said, "If we join forces, maybe we can really change the world."

"It's all about changing the status quo, but some changes are completely different."

Ai Qing categorically retorted: "I'm sorry, but that's not possible between us. I can't agree with your claims and appeals, and neither can the imaginary organization accept it."

A military dictatorship that is fundamentally doomed to a militaristic dictatorship and a spy politics of internal surveillance?

Maybe it really is a perfect match.

But what's the cost?

The current situation will become hell.

Literally that kind of hell.

The ruthless monitoring and management under high-pressure rule divides ordinary people according to race and physique, turning the entire current situation into a huge arsenal, a killing machine...

Leaving aside the possibility of success, even if it were successful, such a world would be no different from hell, right?

It is true that the current situation must face war, but it must not be just war.

Otherwise, everything defended by war will be meaningless.

"If that's the case, it would be a pity." Solomon sighed.

Ai Qing understood: "What, do you want a war?"

"Of course."

Solomon's answer was equally frank and straightforward, without any evasion. At the same time, he did not allow for a third answer other than acceptance or rejection.

Either obey or die.

Ai Qing sighed softly: "That's why I don't like dealing with soldiers."

"But aren't the so-called soldiers born for war?" Solomon told her calmly: "We need to be like this, and we must do this. This is our job, and it is no different from your job."

After a slight pause, Solomon announced: "In ten minutes, we will dispatch our legion to attack the overhead mechanism. Those who have no intention of participating in the battle can leave.

We guarantee there will be no difficulties.

Time is short, so be prepared. "

Ai Qing's expression froze slightly.

I started thinking about what kind of conspiracy or scam this was.

"Blow the horns, line up, and attack the castle and enemy positions...are you actually using the medieval warfare method?" She asked: "Isn't it a bit nostalgic?"

"After all, we don't want to hurt innocent people, right?"

Solomon said: "You are an ally worth fighting for, and you are also an opponent worth going all out. I don't want to leave any regrets. Therefore, please treat it as respect from an enemy."

He said: "I will go all out to kill you."

"That's such an honor."

Ai Qing's tone was devoid of any gratitude, tit for tat: "Then, in contrast, I will also give you a reminder."

"In the same ten minutes, we will launch an attack on the Sentinel Industrial Group."

Ai Qingtong knew: "Similarly, you also have ten minutes to evacuate. After ten minutes, we will mercilessly destroy all your belongings, including but not limited to personnel, materials and products..."

Beside Solomon, the colonel's expression suddenly changed.

Turn around, quicken your pace and leave.

And Solomon, in silence, slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

I couldn't help it anymore and laughed loudly.

It was like a beast that finally met its opponent from the dark jungle.

"very good."

He said: "I am beginning to look forward to the war with you, Ai. I will thank you for your hospitality, and at the same time, I hope you can enjoy it to the fullest-"

From this unreserved fight!

The phone hangs up.

Ai Qing picked up the landline phone on the table again.

"Francisco is in place, Giselle comes to the lounge, Mr. Wu Cheng and Mr. Lucien, please get ready."

She said: "We have guests coming to our door."

The phone hangs up.

In the concierge, Lucien, who was busy writing at his desk, paused, put down his pen, carefully folded the paper in his hand, put it into an aluminum tube, and then stuffed the aluminum tube into his satchel.

He patted it, stood up, and went to the bathroom.

Wash the ink off your hands.

Roll up your sleeves.

Humming the marching ballad of the Valkyries.

Wisps of dark and gloomy aura gradually rose up from the hangings, strange tattoos and scars all over the body, lingering on the slightly older face.

"Where's the stuff?"

He stretched out his hand towards Wu Cheng.

In front of the huge machine, Wu Cheng wore goggles and was covered in work clothes. He reached out and pulled out two knives from the box next to him, and threw them out without looking back.

"The production efficiency is limited. There are only sixty-one handfuls. Use them sparingly."

A sharp voice sounded and sparks flew.

From the friction between two sharp blades.

"enough."

He said.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his neck, and the crisp sound of bone friction sounded. The boiling source of water was stagnant, and the thick darkness gradually appeared.

The traces of disaster engraved in the soul and body, the precipitation of hell, and even countless records of development and archeology... dye a person's soul into such a strange color.

Giselle, who was under surveillance, forgot to breathe.

Such pure color…

Mesmerizing.

And in the concert hall, as the curtains were lifted, Francisco raised his head and looked at the behemoth tens of meters high, the majestic outline like a building, the huge pipes, and the rapid changes in the pressure gauge. value.

There is also a huge organ keyboard with six levels, two levels of pedals, hundreds of tuning buttons, and even scenes that can only appear in dreams...

He took a deep breath.

There are only six relic-level pipe organs in existence. They were built by the Music Association of Hells and took more than ninety years to build. Sixteen organ makers were responsible for the supervision and painstaking efforts to create the catastrophic shape.

Rental cost – $12 million per hour!

Order from one day.

For the first time, I felt the comfort of someone swiping my card for me, and the wonderful experience of controlling a terrifying beast.

It was as if he could see the ferocious behemoth looking down at him, examining his qualifications and soul, and judging whether he had the ability to control this solemn melody.

Just sitting on the chair, he could feel the cold breath seeping out from the keys and the magnificent instrument, entwining itself around his soul, trying to control his consciousness.

Take his soul.

So, "Toccata and Fugue in D minor"——

The performance begins!

At some point, a twisted smile appeared on Francis's face, filled with joy, expectation and a kind of soul-burning enthusiasm, igniting a fire.

The moment his hands fell, an eerie and high-pitched scream burst out from the torrent of steam.

resounded throughout the concert hall.

Like blood.

The flowing steam carries sad and sad tunes, as if blood is flowing, running from the huge concert hall, pervading everything and covering everything.

took over everything.

Just like the beating of a heart.

Turn the entire huge building into a magical realm.

Stairs stretch and contract, corridors expand and merge, rooms rise and fall like viscera. Within the huge and solemn concert hall, countless structures are changing instantly, and the depth is rapidly increasing due to the sealed secret seal!

Depth 16.

In the nearly frozen air, countless shadows squirm, the reverberations and outlines of the past, all the remaining thoughts, and the joys and sorrows that have been stored here for hundreds of years.

Turning this open music hall into an out-and-out hellish cave.

And just before the door, at the end of the countless corridors, Lucien took a deep breath and said, "Ah, a familiar smell."

It's exciting!

boom!

It was as if the roar of light emerged from the void.

In the closed music hall, in the empty hall, amid the bursts of sharp sounds, light gathered out of thin air and turned into a door that opened.

The Mingguang Tunnel unfolds!

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous sound of steel friction.

Under the thick standard azimuth armor, the beasts from the battlefield rushed in like a tide and moved forward.

"T1 team, break in!"

"T2 team, break in!"

…

"T6 team, break in!"

On the radio, in addition to the low voice of the report, the eerie melody became louder and louder.

"Ensure the operation of the mass disruptor."

The commander colonel ordered: "All weapons are allowed to be used, strategic support is ready, all units will perform their tasks and annihilate all opponents——"

He stared at the images sent on the surveillance screen and told them: "The operation begins."

No one responded.

Only the roar of destruction breaks out!

War comes.