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191.The Eve of the Military Coup (Part 1)

191.The Eve of the Military Coup (Part 1)

Throughout the entire federation, the most talked-about topics in recent days have been the complete destruction of the military, Barrett Walker, and the War God Academy. In the Federal House of Commons, meeting after meeting has been held, and no matter how many meetings there are, this is not a place for sleeping. Whether you went to play with celebrities at night, or went to play with mistresses, you still have to be alert here, because they do not represent anyone but their own interests. Of course, when they need to represent someone, they can probably sleep peacefully, given that there is air conditioning, fragrant tea, and hypnotic music with empty promises here!

"The director of the War God Academy did not show up this time, letting Barrett Walker continue like this. This is not only a slap in the face to our federation, but also a blatant provocation!" Matthew Green urgently needs to shift the focus in order to quickly restore the reputation of his family. The War God has actively taken the blame for the failed attack this time, which is definitely a great opportunity!

"And what else do you want?" It was not easy to bring the Green family down, and the other two speakers were not willing to let them rise again. They often target Matthew Green's speeches!

"Hmph! You must remember that we are the decision-makers in the federation. You must know that lies cannot last forever. The truth will be revealed one day, and then it will be unethical to let certain people take the blame." Matthew Green is feeling the pressure. Not only are the people from the Green family causing trouble, but even the people in the House of Commons are causing trouble for him. He doesn't even know how long he can survive, so he might as well bring this topic to light.

Morton Walker suddenly burst in. He did not have the imposing manner of the War God, but instead received strange looks from everyone before they continued their discussions. Morton Walker did not expect these people to be so disrespectful, and he wished he could just take them out and shoot them. They used to flatter him, but at a crucial moment, they are so shameless. If it weren't for his stupid old man wanting to give up power and willingly take the blame, they wouldn't be in this situation now! What makes him even more angry is that these shameless people are the real culprits and should be hanged: "Just say it, see what the federation looks like now. You have already prepared your propaganda offensive, and the War God has been successfully framed by you. Are you planning to break free from this vortex, and then completely discredit the War God? Although this will give you greater power, have you thought about it? Without the War God, in this twisted society, how many people will stand by the federation at a critical moment? It will just be a bunch of scattered sand!"

"This is your business, not ours. We just want to protect ourselves and gain more power. If he willingly falls into the trap, it's none of our business!" This is the thought of many people, but they dare not say it out loud. They believe that others also think the same way, so they are not ashamed. The lives of humans are none of their business. They just want to live comfortably.

Morton Walker looked at the nonchalant expressions of these legislators and felt a great pain in his heart. These are the people his father wants to hand over power to. Looking at the silent old foxes and the nine executive directors, Morton Walker felt like he couldn't see any hope. He shook his head and said, "The rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of every man. If you are really like this, then I will take my leave now. He has made up his mind to go directly to gather the army! He doesn't want to see the federation fall like this."

Morton Walker boarded the plane he arrived on, feeling extremely depressed. If it weren't for the War God, Mas Walker, limiting his power in the secular world, they probably wouldn't have been defeated so quickly today. The only way to turn the tide is to bring the army to stage a coup, and then he alone will bear the blame: "I have to do something to show you that in this world, it's not just you who can save it."

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"General Morton! Wait." The legislators in the House of Commons did not expect Morton Walker to leave so decisively after expressing his views and observing the reactions of the people. This made them, who always enjoyed political struggles, very uncomfortable. But Morton Walker is still the highest marshal of the satellite city defense zone in Hero City, so they cannot do anything to him! Moreover, if they act against him now, the entire federation will change direction immediately, because he is the son of the War God, the youngest general. Nevertheless, someone still chased after him.

Morton Walker regained consciousness and looked at the approaching figures. He had expected them to be hawks, but to his surprise, they were doves. "What is the matter? If you have come to persuade me, then please leave! I have made up my mind," he said.

"This troubled human kingdom," remarked Gavin Smith, the leader of the enforcers, as Morton Walker's guards intercepted him. Gavin remained calm, despite being stopped by the guard.

"Enough with the flowery words. Speak directly. My time is precious," Morton Walker said, dismissing Gavin Smith and the other three enforcer leaders, even as Oba-Terence also joined them.

Oba-Terence glanced at Gavin Smith and stepped forward, taking a seat beside Morton Walker, while the others waited in silence. Finally, as Morton Walker grew impatient, Oba-Terence spoke, "Are you planning to contact the former followers of the war god and prepare for a rebellion?"

"Humph! You politicians," Morton Walker snorted, but did not argue.

"You are leading the country astray! Do you want the entire federation to suffer for your actions? Do you intend to defy the will of the war god?" Oba-Terence admonished passionately.

Morton Walker remained calm, and after surveying the group, he said, "If you have come to discuss only this matter, then I ask you to leave! Doves will always be doves. Besides compromise, what else do they know? I am doing this for the entire federation, for all of humanity. I am willing to bear this blame alone. You need not worry!" With that, he gestured to have the driver take off.

"Do not act recklessly! We only want what is best for you. Please think this through!" Gavin Smith attempted to persuade, but Morton Walker waved him off and instructed the pilot, "Take off. If they do not leave, they will accompany me to Hero City!"

"Morton Walker, do you think that you are the only one truly working for the federation? Do not act recklessly! Too many have sacrificed for the federation, including myself!" Oba-Terence, seeing Morton Walker's determined expression, grew increasingly anxious.

"Humph! At least I know that does not include any of you! This is why the ancient Chinese characters are so profound. Officially, they speak nobly, but behind the scenes, they are as treacherous as thieves and prostitutes!" Morton Walker scornfully remarked.

"Are you really willing to bury the entire federation with your rebellion?" someone finally spoke up.

"Humph! We are not of the same mind. You came to seek my assistance, not the other way around!" Morton Walker glanced at the group of people. As he read the newspaper reports which were full of slander and almost directly accused the war god, he felt an overwhelming rage. What had happened to this federation? The war god had sacrificed himself, sacrificed him, sacrificed his wife, sacrificed his son, and almost the entire Walker family, yet in return, all he received was a relentless barrage of slander. He wanted to kill, to rid the media of these bought-off worms. He believed that without the support of the members of the public house, no one would dare to write such nonsense.

"Do you truly intend to do this?" Oba-Terence persisted in his attempt to dissuade Morton. He truly did not want to reach this point. If they succeeded, it would clear the war god's name, but if they failed, these politicians' power would increase, and no one would be able to restrain them. However, regardless of success or failure, it would be the country that suffered.

"There is no need for further persuasion. My mind is made up. The rebellion is imminent. Prepare yourselves for what is to come! If I am defeated and die, it will be of no consequence. If I win, I will endure this infamy, and I will not rest until these parasites are removed from their high positions!" As Oba-Terence stepped off the plane, Morton Walker closed his eyes and made a resolute declaration. The plane then surged out of the tunnel and headed into the distance. The fate of this federation was uncertain.