The Mechanical Empire of the End of the World

Chapter 459

Meanwhile, in the square outside the town hall, Angela, who was preparing to board the car, received a call.

Without stopping, Angela boarded the car and hung up the phone in the car.

"Go to the basement..." The

driver started the vehicle, and the extended version of the Mercedes left the convoy and drove in the direction where the entrance to the basement was.

In the back seat, Angela smiled wryly and said to Li Meng: "Li Meng, you are right, my father plans to secretly evacuate the city hall and is waiting for us in the basement." Because

the driver was there, Angela didn't say what happened.

The vehicle left the square and drove into the basement from the other side.

In the basement, the two got out of the car.

"You go back."

After saying this word to the driver, the two walked towards a car parked in the aisle not far away.

The driver who listened to the order turned the car around and moved away from the exit.

Following Angela, Li Meng got into an extended Mercedes parked in the aisle.

In the car, Lemon met President Dior, who was the only one except the driver.

Seeing that Otis was not there, Angela asked: "Father, Otis he..." Without

answering, Dior nodded to Limon and said to the driver: "Let's go." The

engine roared, and the extended version of the Mercedes moved in the basement driveway toward the exit.

From the exit, the vehicle drove out of the basement and down the road of the parking lot to leave the town hall.

It wasn't until the vehicle left the town hall that Dior comforted Angela: "It'll be fine, he's your husband, and he's my office secretary, he can't retreat at this time, someone has to preside over the overall situation." "

Angela was speechless, her father was president, he couldn't put himself in danger, it was wise to leave town hall, and she couldn't blame her father for that.

Speaking of this, Dior looked at Li Meng and said with a smile: "If it weren't for Mr. Li Meng's warning this time, I'm afraid we still don't know anything about it, and if it's really time to hold a meeting, I'm afraid the sky in the Republic of Seville will change."

Opening the curtains slightly, Li Meng looked outside.

At some point, multiple escort vehicles appeared in front of and behind the car.

After only one glance, Li Meng retracted his gaze, lowered the curtains, and said in his mouth: "Don't hold a big meeting like this after this, now is wartime, the enemy wants to take your life in every possible way, don't give the enemy any chance, if you can prevent it once, it does not mean that you can prevent the second time, you can go online and gather people together, you are creating a pot of opportunities for the enemy."

With a wry smile, Dior said: "Still inexperienced, before the Red Thunder Beast landed, the Sevier Republic had never experienced a war, although there had been several civil strife, but it was all ended peacefully, this time with the participation of foreign forces, everything became different, which made it difficult for us to adapt and be passive everywhere." "

Being aware of his shortcomings shows that Dior is not a pedantic person, but also a smart person.

Without saying anything more on this issue, Li Meng asked, "Where are you going this time?"

Dior said, "Everyone has gathered, this meeting must be held, it can only be postponed for a few days, and then the meeting will be reconvened when the situation calms down, go home, a temporary home, it is safe." "

Home?

On the city road, the convoy quickly moved away and disappeared at the end of the street.

On the other side, in the town hall, the dignitaries who were waiting knew nothing about everything.

Little by little, time passed, and in the various places where explosives were installed in the town hall, explosive disposal personnel were working hard.

No one knows when the bomb will explode, and for those who know that the bomb exists, it is like a knife hanging above their heads that can be cut off at any time, and the oppressive atmosphere makes it difficult to breathe.

"How?"

As commander-in-chief of the Wehrmacht, Wood should have left, but he stayed.

In the basement, Wood came to the front line and asked an idle bomb disposal officer.

Not far ahead, there is a column, which is the load-bearing column of the town hall, and above it is the Assembly Hall.

At the top of the load-bearing column, a bundled bomb is visible to the naked eye.

The way of binding is very peculiar, it is tied with various colored wires, and cutting any one of the wires may cause an explosion.

At the top of a ladder, a bomb disposal worker in a thin shirt defuses a bomb.

Since he was on the ladder, he could not wear a heavy explosion-proof suit, so he could only wear a single coat, and defusing the bomb without protection.

Look at the size of the bomb is not small, once it explodes, even wearing an explosion-proof suit is not of much use.

Looking back at Wood, the explosive disposal personnel said: "The bomb is not sophisticated, but it is troublesome to dismantle, it takes a lot of time, there are a total of thirteen bombs in the basement, a very unlucky number, seven have been removed, explosives experts are studying its structure and power." Wood

looked down at the watch on his wrist, there were still seven minutes until ten....

As the hour approached ten o'clock little by little, in a private house north of the city hall, several pairs of eyes had been watching the political council hall in the distance.

The room was not dark, the lights were on, and a person stood in front of the window, holding a telescope and observing the political council hall in the distance.

He was dressed formally, wearing a black suit and long shoulder-length blonde hair.

Behind him, some people sat lazily on the couch in the room.

"I said Commander, will they be fooled?"

Holding a big sword in his arms, Chen Li curled up on the sofa and asked in his mouth.

His inquiry made Zhang Lingfeng on the side say loudly: "Everyone is afraid of death, let alone the president of a country."

The big man on the side grinned and said, "Our Phantom Brigade has always only acted for money, and we have never acted to kill people, Commander, are you planning to change careers?" Pouting

slightly, Chen Li said, "Whoever told us to owe the Yamaguchi group a big favor, this favor always has to be repaid."

Just

then, the door was pushed open and Rachel walked in.

Seeing that Rachel had returned, Sith in front of the window put down the binoculars, turned around, and asked: "Rachel, who is he?"

Coming to the Sith and looking at the council chamber in the distance, Rachel replied: "A little ghost, a client when I was working in GeoConnect, a big customer, I didn't expect him to appear here." "

Little ghost?

With a smile, Chen Li said, "Rachel, how can a little ghost enter the city hall, you won't be afraid, right?"

To Chen Li's words, Rachel glanced at him expressionlessly, and did not refute it.

At this time, Zhang Lingfeng on the side spoke up: "There is a little ghost in the target of the Yamaguchi group, I heard that he is the representative of Black Flag City, it won't be him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, could it be him?

The Sith looked at Rachel, wanting the real answer from Rachel's mouth.

After thinking about it, Rachel muttered, "It's possible, but I can't confirm it." "