Chapter 626: The Federation’s Counterattack
"I'm so stupid, really."
This was the first thing Isabel heard from Amber when she found Amber after the coup turmoil subsided in the federal capital.
"I only knew that when the federal capital was in turmoil, stirring up a wave of muddy water would make the situation more chaotic and allow us to profit from it; but I really didn't expect that these gutter federal politicians would be so filthy. I can’t bear it, but my whole body is full of words. The impeachment was launched in the morning, the coup was launched at noon, and the people were gone at night.”
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Isabel originally wanted to say a few words, but when she thought about the dramatic light-speed ending of this coup, she didn't know what to say for a while.
At present, it seems that the nobles who started rebellions in the history of the Star Dragon Empire are indeed relatively tough, and there are no politicians from the Federation who are so arrogant.
In Isabel's memory, the rebellion that lasted the longest was an archduke whose name had been 'erased'. After the archduke failed to ambush the fleet where the emperor himself was at that time, he forcibly carried him down on his own planet. After a two-year siege, the traitor was finally pinned to death in the bunker by an orbital strike because his betrayal and whereabouts were exposed.
So from this point of view, the so-called ‘military coup’ initiated by the federal politicians seems to be a joke.
It can be said that Atlas Group, including Amber, made major strategic misjudgments from top to bottom this time, and even personally pushed the 'Iron Triangle' when they reached the peak of power. .
The 'iron triangle' also took advantage of this opportunity that could only exist in theory to eliminate 90% of the opposition in one fell swoop, especially the members of the two parties and members of both houses of Congress who were wiped out. It can almost be said that the federal government The 'political elite' were collectively rendered harmless.
This is why martial law continued to be maintained in the capital system, and after Marshal Trafalgar returned, he was able to declare the establishment of a military government at the speed of light.
Because no one can object anymore.
After a while, Amber recovered from her 'Sister Xianglin' state and looked up at Isabel again.
"So now we have publicly announced the establishment of a provisional military government?"
"That's right~"
Isabel nodded, and then summoned a virtual screen in front of Amber's eyes. On it was the content of Federal President Brandon's previous public speech.
At that time, the federal politicians who staged the coup were defeated too quickly. After hearing that three orbital ground attack bombs directly razed the Capitol and its surrounding areas, Amber's eyes darkened on the spot, so he was not in the mood to watch the follow-up. Speak publicly.
"'Illegal military coup', it's not a military coup but it's legal, right?"
Amber raised his eyebrows and read the entire article. When he saw the final statement that fair elections would be held as soon as possible after normal constitutional order was restored, he finally smiled.
"The person who can trust such words is this one."
Amber gave a thumbs up and then continued: "The military and political power of the entire country is in their hands. They have the final say on when to hold elections again or whether there will be elections at all~"
Thinking of this, Amber couldn't help but sigh again.
The original intention was to add fuel to the fire of the Federation, allowing them to engage in dog-eat-dog infighting for a period of time, consuming the little information this huge national entity had, but they never thought that an unexpected combination of circumstances would allow the 'Iron Triangle' to complete the centralization of power. the final step.
Although in the long run, the 'provisional military government', which is essentially a military dictatorship, is definitely not a good thing for the Federation, in the short term, it can at least save their lives.
When the military and political power of the entire country is in the hands of three people who are closely connected and have cooperated for a long time, at least some decision-making matters and the response to major issues will be very fast.
In particular, Marshal Trafalgar has completely lost his restraints, which inevitably makes Amber wonder how many of the rebel and independent forces in the Federation, large and small, can come and go under his command.
Amber: "The Renaissance Alliance must be supported by me!"
Isabel: "That's not necessarily true, Amber"
"Did something happen that I don't know about?" Isabel's words made Amber's heart tremble for no reason, and she hurriedly asked.
"Alas, we have just finally confirmed the news."
Isabel's expression was also a little tense. She posted another information on the virtual screen and continued:
"Franklin consulted with you. Isn't his 'quasi-father-in-law' the Speaker of the House of Representatives? He was thinking of secretly cooperating with the Renaissance Alliance"
"I remember!" Amber, who had realized something, covered her forehead in pain, "The Speaker of the House of Representatives also presided over the impeachment vote that morning, and he disappeared with the others, right?"
Isabel nodded: "Well, the news coming back from the capital is not very thorough. There are very few DNA biological samples extracted from the ruins of the Capitol, and it is completely impossible to verify the deaths."
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Franklin was standing outside Eleanor's bedroom door as Amber and Isabel discussed reviving the alliance.
When the details of the federal capital came back, Eleanor ran back to her room crying and locked herself up.
For two whole days, the girl stayed in the room without eating or drinking. If the control panel at the door of the room hadn't shown that Eleanor's vital signs were normal, Franklin would have forced the door open.
Today, after concluding an emergency meeting on the follow-up strategic planning of the Renaissance Alliance, Franklin returned to Eleanor's bedroom door and wanted to call the girl out.
He stood quietly outside Eleanor's bedroom. The dim and dim corridor light made his figure appear slender and slightly lonely.
The leader of the Renaissance Alliance, whose prestige has increased greatly due to his recent cooperation with the Atlas Group, slightly raised his tired but still calm hand, and lightly touched the cold door with his fingertips. superior.
The knock on the door was clear and soft, slowly echoing in this so silent space that people were a little nervous. "Eleanor dear, open the door."
Franklin said to the intercom on the control panel at the door, but he never got a response.
In the room where he couldn't hear the sound, Eleanor's sobs were like tiny blades, cutting the oppressive air intermittently, like a wounded nightingale in the darkness that was so deep that there was no end in sight. , letting out a desperate and sad cry.
It seemed like a century had passed before the door finally opened slowly.
Eleanor appeared at the door, her eyes as red and swollen as if they were ripe peaches that had been severely rubbed. The originally bright and moving eyes were now shrouded in endless sadness.
Tears flowed freely on her pale and almost transparent cheeks, and the tear marks were crisscrossed, like the ruthless marks of fate, and like the withered flowers after the rain, it was poignant and heartbreaking.
Although Franklin was already the leader of a force, he was actually still a young man. When he saw this scene, he felt as if his heart was being grasped by an invisible hand, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.
He opened his broad and warm arms without hesitation, gently but with irresistible force, and slowly took Eleanor into his arms.
Eleanor seemed to have found her only support. She leaned weakly on his shoulder, her body trembling slightly. The trembling was transmitted to Franklin through her clothes, as if she was crying out from the unspeakable grief deep in her heart. .
Her tears were like a flood that burst a dam, quickly soaking Franklin's clothes. The warm and bitter and salty tears seemed to have the magic power to penetrate the skin, burning straight into his heart, making There was also a sour ripple in his heart.
"My father...he is gone, and I have no relatives in this world anymore."
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Eleanor's voice was squeezed out of her throat with difficulty, a whimpering sound, broken like glass that fell to the ground. Every word was full of despair and helplessness, ringing faintly in Franklin's ears. His heart tightened.
Franklin knew that Eleanor's biological mother died due to a genetic defect when she was very young. Although her father later married a second wife, Eleanor never recognized her stepmother's identity.
So when her father, Speaker of the House of Representatives Rodham, also disappeared in the dazzling light of the orbital strike together with politicians from both parties and members of the two houses in the shocking incident in the federal capital a few days ago, this poor woman The girl indeed lost her last immediate family member.
Franklin's hand seemed to have its own consciousness. He slowly raised it and gently stroked Eleanor's long hair, which was as smooth as seaweed but slightly messy. His movements were gentle and soothing, as if he were stroking the world. The most precious treasure, every touch is filled with endless distress and love.
"Don't be afraid, dear, I'm here."
Franklin only felt the girl in his arms tremble slightly, and then the hands around him tightened around his waist. He continued to caress and comfort the girl, and then continued:
"I know all this is like a nightmare for you, but no matter what, I don't want you to sink into this 'nightmare'. I will wake up with you, because we still have a lot to do. Do, and”
Franklin paused and said firmly: "Don't you want to avenge Mr. Rodham? After all, the coup initiated by the leaders of the two federal parties has nothing to do with him. It is just his duty to preside over the impeachment vote in the House of Representatives. Where. In other words, this respectable elder stuck to his post until the last moment"
Hearing these words, Eleanor raised her head from Franklin's arms. Her tear-soaked eyelashes were like two small fans, fluttering with confused and angry eyes.
"But what should we do? Even if it is the Renaissance Alliance, its current strength is still too small compared to the Federation."
"Perhaps we may not be strong enough now, but what about the future? We have walked step by step from the very beginning to the present. Isn't this the group that pursues federal rejuvenation slowly growing in strength?"
Franklin held Eleanor's face in his hands and said in a tone that others could not distinguish between true and false:
"Today's Federation no longer has so-called 'democracy and freedom', and now it has become a dictatorial 'junta'. Eleanor, do you remember? During your father's lifetime, even in that Federation, the situation was turbulent and crisis-ridden. At this moment, he still took the initiative to seek cooperation with me with good expectations for the future
In his heart, he must be hoping that the Federation can get rid of its shackles and move towards true light and democracy. How can we bear to live up to his ardent expectations?
How can we watch helplessly as millions of people who yearn to breathe freely and live under a fair and just sky continue to struggle and cry in the abyss of despair? ”
Eleanor has always been very clear about her father's character, but now, driven by grief and anger in her heart, and under Franklin's description, the original shadow of her father in her heart began to gradually become blurred, and was replaced by a more 'majestic' figure. Back view
The girl who had just experienced the pain of losing her father wiped away the tears on her face and nodded:
"You're right, Franklin, I can't back down. We must overthrow this military government and avenge my father who was a victim of the coup. I must fight to the end. Even if I am shattered in the end, I will never regret it."
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If Amber saw this scene, he would definitely not be able to help but applaud Franklin. After all, most people cannot develop this ability to 'confuse people' with the flip of their hands even if they practice it.
Pure talent is a gift from God.
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Whether it is for the Atlas Group, the Renaissance Alliance, or other forces in the Federation that have raised the 'anti-flag', the next period of time can only be said to be 'good news frequently'.
But this good news comes from the Federation.
The "iron triangle" that completed the integration of military and political power first took advantage of the opportunity of military martial law to almost wipe out the remaining opposition and "progressives" in the country.
Then, Marshal Trafalgar commanded the Federation fleet, which had completed a short rest, to attack again, starting with the Federation's core galaxy circle as the center and radiating outward to sweep away the rebel forces in various galaxies.
Just as Amber had guessed before, when Marshal Trafalgar was free to work, the efficiency of the federal navy in fighting the rebels could no longer be described as "autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves".
Many fleets that have declared independent systems can be said to have no ability to resist after encountering the Federation fleet. The winner is often determined after the first three rounds of shooting between the two sides.
Of course, there are also some independent forces and like-minded 'revolutionary groups' who will choose to join forces to fight the enemy in this case, and occupy a large numerical advantage in fleets in some battles, trying to eliminate the federal navy fleet.
It's just that this approach can be said to play into the hands of Marshal Trafalgar.
(End of chapter)