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Chapter 107 Pain leads you out of the siege (asking for monthly tickets)
"Get out! Get out of here!!!"

Inside the Capitol, hysterical screams pierced through the heavy oak doors.

Not long after, a special agent came out with his face covered. Compared to when he went in, there was a deep red blood mark on his forehead, which was obviously left by being hit by some hard object.

Upon seeing this, the other special agents and staff in the corridor lowered their heads and kept silent, not even daring to glance in the direction of the door.

In the Speaker's office behind the door.

Secretary of State Joe Biden bent down to pick up the blood-stained brass ashtray on the ground. "Secret Service members are federal employees, not your domestic slaves."

He sighed softly, "If you can't control your temper, you won't be in a good position during the next party election. Underwood is always keeping an eye on our positions."

"How can I care about that country bumpkin who likes men now?!"

Behind the desk, Pelari's carefully maintained wrinkles piled up hideously at the corners of his eyes, and the Speaker's entire face was twisted with anger.

Even Old Joe had never seen the female speaker, who always maintained her elegance in front of outsiders, look so angry.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

The man she had painstakingly sent to prison not only did not turn into a corpse as expected, but instead escaped from the prison with a shocking explosion.

What's even more ironic is that the F-15 fighter jets and attack helicopters sent out not only failed to eliminate the target, but were completely wiped out by the enemy alone!
That’s right, alone!

That Rorschach actually used a damn broken helicopter to break the myth of the F-15's "zero combat losses" since the Gulf War.

It all sounds as absurd as a third-rate Hollywood tough guy movie!

Unbelievable!
Hard to understand!

Also, it makes them sick!
"Actually, there's one thing I didn't understand from the beginning."

Old Joe sat back down across from Pelari and asked calmly, "Rorschach certainly still has the dirty laundry that could bring ruin to you, me, the president, and all the other party leaders, but so what?"

He shook his head slightly, pointing his finger at Pelari. "You know in your heart that he alone is incapable of exposing all this dirt. Yet, you're still biting him like a mad dog. Forgive my bluntness, Pe, but your past actions are a far cry from your former cautious self. Could it be that you and him have a personal grudge?"

In fact, Joe had been thinking about this issue since Pelari first asked him to dispatch the CIA for help.

After all, those original CDs are important, but even if they are exposed, they have plenty of countermeasures given their status.

There is nothing wrong with taking action to eliminate risks, but for someone like Pelari to be so angry as to deploy F15s to carry out domestic bombings under the pretext of counter-terrorism is simply outrageous and difficult for him to understand!

Pelari did not respond, but his eyes unconsciously glanced towards his left shoulder.

Under the cover of the clothes, there was a scar caused by a piece of iron, and it seemed to still hurt.

At the same time, she secretly disdained Lao Qiao's words.

Judging from his age, Joe Biden has basically given up the idea of ​​becoming president.

Even if his negative information is exposed, the worst that can happen is that he will step down. With the exchange of resources, he might even be pardoned and won’t even have to go to jail!

But she is different!
Her goal is to become the first female president in American history!

With such a lofty goal in mind, how could she allow a time bomb to hang around in the outside world?

Pelari snorted coldly, "What's the point of saying this now? If you tell Rorschach you want to reconcile with him now, will he just hand over the disc and continue being a police officer? This guy probably wants to eat us alive right now!"

“This is what I am most dissatisfied with!”

Old Joe shook his head and said gravely, "In my decades of political career, the last soldier who frightened me so much was old Hammer! But look at what the military bases in East Africa have become now. It's simply Hammer who has the final say!"

Upon hearing the name Hammer, Pelari, who was originally angry, calmed down a little.

She frowned and asked, "The observers sent by the Military Commission and the garrison prosecutors from the Ministry of Justice should have arrived in East Africa. Haven't there been any news in the past few days?"

"Here we are. In fact, I came here this morning just to tell you about this."

Old Joe replied grimly, "At three o'clock this morning, a message came in from the Lemonnier base in Djibouti, East Africa, saying that two officials sent by the parliament were attacked by rebel forces and both were killed!"

"Wortfalk?!"

Pelari stood up suddenly and asked in disbelief, "Is Hammer taking us for fools? East Africa is almost being flattened by him! Where did the government's armed forces come from?!"

"hehe."

Old Joe sneered and said nothing.

Speaking of Frank Hammer, his story is even more legendary than Rorschach's.

Old Joe remembered that a few years ago, Hammer was just the commander of a special force specializing in dark operations.

But just when the term of office was about to change, the former president suddenly promoted him to commander of the East African military base.

This is a chess piece planted by the Elephant Party in the African armed forces.

Originally, neither Joe Biden nor the current president took him seriously.

After all, for an old man who does dirty work, even though he has the title of general, it is basically an impossible task for him to control multiple military bases in East Africa.

But what was unexpected was that in just one year, Hammer had taken control of the entire East Africa.

Six garrison bases, a total of 24,000 troops, including not only multiple special operations forces, but even two air force bases, all of which became Hammer's sphere of influence.

This guy is almost becoming the emperor of East Africa. He even dares to assassinate the observers sent by Congress to hold him hostage.

Such behavior is simply rebellion.

In Joe's opinion, although Rorschach is troublesome, it is nothing compared to Hammer.

"I've dealt with old Hammer before. Although he has a bit of a cold and hard personality, he is absolutely patriotic." Pelari said after a moment of silence.

Old Joe shook his head. "I don't question his patriotism, but if he doesn't step down, our party's influence in East Africa will be cut off. You have to understand that the military bases in East Africa control twelve oil fields and several mineral resources! And he has been refusing to accept inquiries from the Military Committee and Congress, obviously treating East Africa as his own private territory. And..."

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Last year, right after the election, he applied to Congress for a $200 million pension to compensate soldiers who died in various black operations. I rejected it before Congress even discussed it. I'm worried that he's been plotting revenge because of this."

Upon hearing this, Pelari glanced at Old Joe with some disapproval.

The US military has more than 400 large permanent military bases around the world, and almost all of the commanders of those garrisons are worth over 100 million yuan and are extremely wealthy, not to mention the East African military bases that control multiple oil fields and mineral resources.

It would be strange if Old Hammer was willing to retreat.

As for revenge?

She didn't believe that a man in his seventies could do anything.

Once they enter the country, they are no different from fish on a chopping board.

"Let's think about how to get rid of Rorschach. I won't be able to sleep peacefully until I get rid of this guy. As for Hammer..." Pelari said calmly, "If it doesn't work out, just send the CIA to assassinate him. It's not like garrison commanders haven't died before."

Upon hearing this, Old Joe's expression suddenly became strange.

He suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was sometimes so stupid that it almost suffocated him!
Who is Hammer?

A commander who has done dirty work for the country for decades has probably been assassinated more than three digits of times.

Furthermore, he was surrounded by Rangers, Delta Force, and other special operations forces. Sending assassins there would serve no purpose other than sending them to their deaths and angering them.

After closing his eyes tiredly, Old Joe prepared to leave the Capitol.

He had decided that from now on, he would not get involved in Rorschach's affairs.

Based on his experience, since the guy was able to survive the fighter jet's gun, it would be a waste of time to send more people to chase him.

This is simply a swamp and cesspool. Anyone who gets involved in it will suffer.

After his figure disappeared in the office, Pelari took a deep breath in silence. The veins on her neck were faintly visible under the wrinkled skin, and a wave of turbulent emotions brewed in her heart.

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"Rorschach. Rorschach"

In the hazy light, Rorschach struggled to open his heavy eyelids.

Ginny, Director Griffin, General Hammer, the Irish brothers, the Logans. The faces of those who had helped him appeared vaguely in the void.

They stretched out their hands toward him, their voices long and melodious, as if calling across time and space.

He staggered forward, but no matter how hard he tried, those figures were always out of reach.

And their words continued to pour into his ears:

"You still owe me a dance, Rorschach."

"Don't fall here, Rorschach, get up! Damn it! You're nowhere near as good as I was on the battlefield!"

"I'm waiting for you in Africa, son. I have a plan, a plan to vindicate all the brothers who sacrificed their lives, a plan to bring down the White House!"

"Boss, you are the judge and we are the executioners. Wherever you go, we will follow!"

"Child, live."

Rorschach suddenly froze in place.

Finally, a figure emerged from the light, a woman wearing a thick cloth skirt and always with a kind smile.

"Mother."

Rorschach's lips moved, he murmured and looked at the other person.

"I'm sorry, child, I couldn't go down with you."

The woman before him reached out and gently stroked Rorschach's scarred face, her eyes filled with sorrow. "You will surely suffer a lot in the future."

Rorschach's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes suddenly felt hot.

"Remember what I taught you, kid?"

Mary held his face in her hands, gently wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with her thumb, looked at him seriously and said, "A real man will only shed tears after everything is over."

"I"

Rorschach wanted to say something, but suddenly a gunshot was heard in the distance!
boom--!
Blood gushed out from the woman's brow like a fountain!

Mary opened her eyes and looked straight at Rorschach, then fell powerlessly into a pool of blood.

Immediately afterwards, bullet after bullet whizzed out from the darkness behind him. Ginny, the director, and General Hammer were all ruthlessly pierced by bullets and fell in a pool of blood!

All those who had helped him died tragically in front of him!

Everyone was struggling, whispering faintly to him in the blood!

Intense pain surged like a raging tide, instantly filling Rorschach's entire body. He roared and screamed:

"NO!!!"

The next second, in the abandoned factory, a man covered in blood suddenly opened his eyes!
The horrific scene just now has disappeared.

He looked up and saw the ground was covered with broken glass and all kinds of messy garbage, and he himself was lying on a worn mattress.

Rorschach breathed heavily, and a familiar dog barking sounded in his ears.

A silver-white figure quickly rushed in from outside the door and pounced on him.

Brian stuck out his tongue and licked his head happily, his tail wagging rapidly, and he was obviously very excited.

But Rorschach frowned tightly, not because the wound was painful, but because the hair on the little guy's body had returned to its previous silver-white color, and it also had a faint smell of shower gel.
Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at the factory gate.

A boy younger than Carl was timidly peeking out from outside, looking at him fearfully.

Rorschach stared at the other person silently, and when he looked down at the blood-stained toilet paper all around him, he immediately understood something.

"Woof woof."

Brian turned around and called out to the boy twice, as if he was happy to introduce a new friend to Rorschach.

However, the next second.

"Get out!"

Rorschach suddenly stared at the boy and growled fiercely.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the man opposite him started cursing viciously: "Didn't you hear me?! Get out of here!"

Wesley pursed his lips, looked at Rorschach deeply, then turned and ran away without looking back.

"woo"

Brian nudged Rorschach with his head, as if he didn't like the other party's attitude just now.

Rorschach remained silent. He looked down at the wounds on his body that were roughly bandaged with tape, cotton, and toilet paper, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)