Ultimate Firepower

Chapter 676 That's the Right Way
This is not an assassination.

When everyone around the president systematically becomes blind and deaf, then it's not an assassination, but a political event.

Gao Yi never expected that the president's bodyguards would make a move. Of course, he wouldn't have been on guard, nor could he have been.

Moreover, the bodyguard who fired the shot was extremely fast and accurate. Under such circumstances, Gao Yi was able to survive two shots, which can only mean that his heart was in an exceptionally good position.

There were countless bodyguards outside, at the elevator entrance, and downstairs. Gao Yi felt that he had no way to escape.

If you can't escape, play dead; maybe there'll be a glimmer of hope.

There was a sliver of extremely faint hope.

Gao Yi lay on the ground, his eyes slightly open, watching as several bodyguards swarmed in and rushed to the president's side.

"The president has been assassinated..."

Panic-stricken shouts began to rang out.

If the president were not dead, their most important task would be to rush him to the hospital, but the president looks so miserable that most people's first reaction is that he is dead.

Gao Yi hoped the president was still alive, but he feared that those who were supposed to protect the president would deliver a fatal blow after discovering he was still alive.

Of course, shooting is out of the question, but hitting him on the head with a hammer is highly likely.

According to standard procedures in emergency situations, these people were supposed to protect the president as he left.

"Call the doctor..."

"Take the president away!"

"Everyone step aside, leave this to us."

"No, you have no right to give orders."

The room was noisy; too many people had rushed in, vying for the power to protect the president as he left.

Gao Yi lay motionless on the ground, and until then, no one even bothered to check if he was dead.

Finally, amidst the commotion, the president was carried away. Doctors were among his entourage, but he was expected to be taken to the nearest major hospital.

As soon as the president left, the number of people left here immediately decreased significantly.

The main problem is that the people in this room all look dead.

No one checked whether they were actually dead.

Everything today felt eerie; no one spoke, and no one said what to do next.

The eerie silence, the completely illogical silence, suggests that the few people who remained were definitely not acting normally; their current task was to perfect the fabricated scene.

Since no one has asked who the murderer is yet, it can only mean that they all believe Gao Yi is the murderer.

"how so……"

Finally, someone said something in surprise and helplessness.

"Protect the scene or..."

"Protect the scene and keep everyone away."

The speaker moved closer to Gao Yi, took a picture of Gao Yi's face with his phone, then took a few more pictures of Gao Yi from a little distance. Then, he said in a low voice, "Report now. The situation here is not something we can decide."

Gao Yi has not fainted yet; his extremely strong physical condition is preventing him from fainting.

Hearing these conversations, Gao Yi was certain of at least one thing: not everyone participated in the assassination attempt on the president, but most people tacitly approved of it.

Who did it?
Gao Yi's first suspect was Panetta.

There was no way Gao Yi could help but suspect Panetta; he couldn't help but have doubts. However, he quickly dismissed these suspicions. It couldn't be Panetta. With the president dead, Panetta was finished. But most importantly, Panetta simply didn't have the ability to accomplish this.

This is not an assassination attempt; this is a political maneuver.

Next, more people will come in and take pictures of everything at the scene. Then they might take the dead body away, but Gao Yi doesn't know where they'll take it, because he doesn't understand the procedures for handling such matters.

However, if we can hold out a little longer, until we are taken to a morgue or a hospital, that will be the best time to escape.

It's much easier than running away from here.

After all, tonight is the Alsmiths charity gala, and there are countless dignitaries in this building, so the security of the entire hotel is extremely tight tonight, making it impossible to escape from the hotel.

Just then, Gao Yi heard someone approach him, and then a cold, stick-like object was placed in his hand, which then gripped the hammer head he had just released.

No one spoke, because it was inconvenient for anyone to speak at this moment. However, the person who placed the hammer in Gao Yi's hand let out a soft cry of surprise as he grasped Gao Yi's fingers.

"what?"

Immediately afterwards, a finger was pressed against Gao Yi's neck, and the agent squatting next to Gao Yi immediately said in a trembling voice, "He has a pulse, he's not dead!"

"How could that be? Then kill him quickly, quick!"

Okay, everyone's in cahoots.

Gao Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

Those who can become Secret Service agents are all skilled and have excellent mental fortitude. When they saw Gao Yi open his eyes, the agent who was putting his hand on Gao Yi's neck to check his pulse suddenly increased the force.

But Gao Yi also reached out his hand.

The monkey steals peaches and pinches them.

Although he lacked strength in his hands, Gao Yi still had enough strength in his hands to crush a pair of walnuts.

A bloodcurdling scream rang out as Gao Yi struggled to his feet, a hammer already shoved into his hand.

There were two people in the room. One was lying on the ground howling in pain after his peach was stolen, and the other had already drawn his gun.

Gao Yi swung the hammer, knocking the gun away. Then Gao Yi swung the hammer horizontally again, hitting the bodyguard in the temple, smashing the bodyguard's head open.

Bare-handed combat is really not very effective, but having a weapon in hand makes a big difference.

Gao Yi bent down and delivered a blow to the head of the other man who was rolling on the ground clutching his crotch.

It was very satisfying to see the evidence, but... it seems to confirm that Gao Yi is the murderer.

But how can we care about all that right now?

Gao Yi looked down at his chest and saw two bullet holes very close together in the normal position of his heart.

It was a 9mm bullet, fired from a Glock 17.

Well, although it didn't hit his heart, there's no doubt that Gao Yi's lungs were punctured again.

The good news is I won't die immediately; the bad news is I'll die very soon.

There was no other way; Gao Yi had to escape. He couldn't stay here.

Dropping the hammer, picking up a pistol, tucking it into his coat, Gao Yi staggered out.

There's nobody outside?
When I went out of the apartment again, there was still no one at the elevator entrance. This was really strange. Were there so few people left to clean up the mess?

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The fewer people left behind, the easier it is to fake the scene. If this was a premeditated coup, then this would be normal.

So that's how it should be, that's right, this is an armed coup.

(End of this chapter)