Chapter 81: Everyone has their own agenda
Norris and Bradford, the two influential people in the league and the Renaissance City, have completely lost their grace at this time.
"Hateful Mondoc! We must deal with it forcefully! It's a pity to lose your life, but what should we do now? The army is gone and the city is blocked. Now we are all like fish on the chopping board!" Bradford De's hair was disheveled and he looked crazy and frightened.
But as he spoke, he couldn't help but glance secretly at Norris opposite.
Hearing Bradford's words, he did not speak, but the old Norris did not speak. Under his thick white hair and beard, the expression formed by his eyebrows and lips was full of gloom.
Bradford gritted his teeth and continued to complain: "What should we do now? It's useless no matter what! Have you seen the photo? Have you seen the video? That Gu Hang! He's just flying in the sky! He Just execute Mondok in public! Damn it, why didn’t we know that Gu Hang was a powerful psychic before?”
After finishing speaking, he looked at Norris again.
The old man still didn't speak.
Bradford continued: "Those Space Marines! Battle Sisters! Aren't they fake?! They kill heavily armed soldiers like chickens, and destroy our tanks as easily as they open cans! How dare we follow A war with such an enemy? Damn it! That reckless man from Mondok bewitched us and caused us great harm!”
"And those soldiers! How dare they? Every month and every year, the government spends so much money on those soldiers, allowing them to live a life that they could never live when they were cattle, and giving them a higher status. status, but how did they repay us? They didn't dare to fight to the death, but surrendered when they were needed most! That Gu Hang said he was the ruler, he was the commander of the army, why did those soldiers? If you don’t want to think about it, has Gu Hang ever paid them a penny?”
Bradford, the business tycoon, lost all manners and cursed incoherently, first scolding Mondoc and then Gu Hang, then scolding Mondoc and then scolding those ordinary soldiers.
He finally succeeded in boring Norris.
"Okay, put away your crazy look and stop pretending in front of me." Norris said, "You want to ask me, want to know what I should do next? I can tell you, no problem, now Fuxing City has become our prison. What’s wrong with us being prisoners who are about to die? But even if I tell you, do you really dare to follow me?”
Bradford immediately abandoned his previous collapsed look and said with a different face: "Why don't you dare? The Legion is finished, Mondoc is dead, and now you, Mr. Norris, are the only one left in the whole city. You are a truly powerful faction. If you have people in your hands, you will have guns and cannons when you open the arsenal. People in the entire city who do not want to return to the governor’s rule will unite around you!”
"Humph." Norris snorted coldly.
After Mondoc's death and the surrender of the Union Army, the political nature of the Renaissance changed.
Who can't see that the alliance has changed?
If in the past it was still possible to rely on the alliance legions and the military potential of the numerous population representatives in the inner and outer cities of Renaissance City to confront the Governor, this has become absolutely impossible now.
With the four gates sealed, if the army defected, they could not even leave the city, and it was impossible to make a comeback.
And the remaining thing is how to live.
Their life and death depended on His Excellency the Governor's thoughts.
According to their thinking, although the Governor has not yet entered the city, it may be too late to make a decision until the Governor enters the city.
At this moment, there are really not many decisions they can make.
Nothing more than running away and kneeling.
It is not easy to escape from Fuxing City now; as for kneeling down to the governor, if you kneel in a bad posture, you may not survive.
Friends who worked together in the past are now inseparable from each other.
For example, at the moment, Norris could see that Bradford had no good intentions when he pretended to be broken in front of him and praised him. That guy looked like he was encouraging himself to arm the industrial workers and resist to the end. But if he really did that, I'm afraid the guy in front of me would be the first to sell him out. Of course, what he said about having a solution and knowing what to do was also false.
He would arm workers, he would turn factories into military positions. But this is definitely not for resistance, but to concentrate the actual power in the city into his hands as much as possible, increase the bargaining chips he holds, and finally kneel down to the governor with more weight.
The organized population, weapons and equipment, and the means of production in the factory all belong to me, Norris. If the Governor keeps me, I will be of great use in the future!
As for Bradford in front of me?
A person who used to rely on connections and channels to do reselling business, just wish yourself good luck.
……
After finishing the short conversation with Old Norris, Bradford's face was quite gloomy.
He felt that Old Norris saw what he meant and was not fooled.
Damn it! How could I run away without a conspicuous person to stop and attract the governor's attention in the city?
Yes, Bradford wanted to run.
Bradford doesn't want to stay and be a dog - and unlike Norris, he doesn't have the talent to be a dog.
On the contrary, the extensive network of contacts he has accumulated as a channel dealer over the years has given him many other places to go after leaving Fuxing City. Even if life is not as good as before, it is still better than staying.
As long as you can escape.
There is no hope for Norris. He didn't believe what Norris said, and he didn't believe that this guy would really confront the Governor.
On the contrary, he felt that Norris was looking for a way to kneel down to give him more weight, in order to obtain better surrender terms in front of Gu Hang - maybe he would be regarded by that guy as a way to gain weight. condition.
But this idea is not worth mentioning in his opinion.
The governor has already struck with thunderous force for those who cannot survive. No matter how beautiful you kneel, it is still worse than being a dead person.
By making room and sweeping away the upper floors, the Governor can better draw on a piece of white paper.
Moreover, even if it survives, in the future the city's governor will be the one who keeps his word. The Alliance Council will definitely no longer have the power it had in the past, and it's not even a question of whether it even exists.
Old Norris is definitely doomed, but the hateful thing is, since you are going to be doomed, why don't you do it more vigorously and give me more opportunities to escape?
After thinking about it, Bradford gritted his teeth and felt that he couldn't wait any longer.
If you wait any longer, the governor will enter the city at any time, and the purge will begin at any time. If you wait any longer, there will be no chance to escape.
He made up his mind.
(End of chapter)