Let them offer their loyalty

At this time, a previously silent member spoke up. His name was Malcolm: "I might have a solution."

Everyone looked at him, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Most of Dorothy's power comes from her control over us and space-based weaponry. If we can destroy it before she activates it, we have a chance."

Destroying space-based weapons is like stuffing an elephant into a refrigerator.

You are an ordinary person. Now you need to use all the means available to get an elephant, and then build a refrigerator that can hold the elephant and generate electricity, then put it in and close the refrigerator door.

Don’t talk about cold storage. A refrigerator is a refrigerator, just like space-based weapons are space-based weapons.

"Destroy the space-based weapon?" A trace of doubt flashed in Evan's eyes. "How can we do it? We don't even know where it is."

It felt like someone was saying, "I know how to deal with Dorothy." After careful questioning, the person directly said that Dorothy could be dealt with by destroying the Federation.

Isn't this mentally retarded?

"No, but I know how to destroy it." Malcolm said, his tone revealing confidence: "Space-based weapons cannot be activated just by saying so. Maybe we can create some accidents first, then go and shake Jonas and tell him about it."

Tell Jonas about this?

Everyone present was stunned. They indeed had not thought of this method.

But is this really possible?

"Then let's decide this first."

Leonard took a deep breath and looked at everyone in the team: "This may be our only chance, and also the most dangerous one. If we fail, Dorothy will not let us go."

Leah tightly grasped Reynard's hand and sighed, "Rather than resisting, I don't want to see the Federation continue to be crazy like this."

Everyone smiled at each other. There was no need for any more words. They knew that this would be the most important decision in their lives, and perhaps the final decision.

Perhaps after this incident, they will be best friends, with the deepest friendship and bond, and after saving District 25, they will leave their names in everyone's hearts...

Or, they would become criminals of the Federation, hunted down and executed for betraying Dorothy, and their reputations would be ruined. But this group of people, no matter what, chose to oppose Dorothy and protect innocent civilians.

It was late at night and everything around was immersed in silent darkness. The occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of wind through the treetops were like a secret conversation between nature.

On a night like this, these voices are more like whispers to the group of people who have influenced history behind the scenes. The four of them are witnesses of this history and also key figures in driving history forward.

They believe this from the bottom of their hearts.

"Let's get started." Malcolm's voice was low, as if he was talking to the night itself. He carefully took out a small communicator from his pocket. This thing was not only small in size, but also powerful. It could maintain contact with the outside world for a short period of time without being captured by the federal communication monitoring.

Everything is here.

Whether you can survive, whether you can succeed or fail, is decided at this moment.

Leonard and Leah nodded silently, their eyes were firm and without any hesitation, they both checked their equipment to make sure every detail was ready, just like soldiers preparing to go to the battlefield.

Evan stood aside, quietly observing the surrounding environment. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through the darkness and see the secrets in every corner.

The four's target is a very secret underground room where data and control systems for space-based weapons are stored. Malcolm's plan is to destroy the system there, making it temporarily impossible to start the space-based weapons.

As long as it cannot be started temporarily, you can delay it a little longer, there is still time.

However, this computer room was heavily guarded by the Federation and was not easily accessible. Malcolm had gathered some intelligence in advance. He knew how the guards there rotated and how to avoid being discovered.

But entering such a place is by no means easy. Although Malcolm had collected a lot of intelligence in advance and knew the security guards' rotation schedules and the blind spots of the cameras, they still needed to be extremely cautious.

They shuttled through the darkness like shadows, avoiding wave after wave of security guards and the triggering of mechanisms. Every time they met on a narrow road, they could accurately predict the other party's movements and avoid being discovered.

But before they even got inside, they were already sweating profusely.

When they finally reached the entrance to the engine room, Malcolm stopped and said to the other three, "There's an electronic lock here. I'll need some time to crack it."

Leonard and Leah immediately took charge of the guard to make sure no one approached the place, while Evan helped Malcolm on the side, and his skills were not to be underestimated.

Time passed by little by little, and every second seemed to be as long as an hour. Finally, the red light of the electronic lock turned green, and the door slowly opened.

"opened!"

He was so happy that he couldn't help cheering and applauding himself.

“It looks like you guys are busy.”

The door opened.

A familiar and cold voice appeared.

Dorothy's voice was full of sarcasm, and her appearance made everyone panic. Leonard immediately panicked. He realized that they had been discovered and the situation was very dangerous.

"Miss Dorothy" Malcolm tried to remain calm, although he was full of tension: "We are just preparing for a mission, it has nothing to do with you, really..."

This excuse is absurd enough.

But the reality made him unable to laugh at all.

Dorothy's eyes were cold, and she scanned everyone mercilessly, but rather than being cold, it was more like she was looking at something inorganic.

"Perhaps you have a lot to say." She curled her lips mockingly, but very stiffly: "Do you really think you can plan a rebellion without my knowledge?"

"right here!"

Her men suddenly appeared on all sides, fully armed and ready for immediate action.

There was barely time to react.

Leah, Evan, Leonard and others turned pale. Their weapons were far less prepared than those of Dorothy's men.

"We can explain it." Malcolm tried to convince her, "We just want to stop you from using space-based weapons and protect innocent people. The people are innocent, Dorothy..."

Dorothy sneered, as if she was dismissive of these excuses.

“Innocent people?” Her voice was calm but full of sarcasm. “They are just a medium for me to achieve my goal. What I need is absolute control and order. I don’t need your nonsense.”

Yes, not necessary at all.

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Leonard took out his pistol and pulled the trigger directly at Dorothy.

The bullet passed through Dorothy's body as if it were a shadow.

Dorothy looked down and then calmly looked at the panicked people: "You know what? If you weren't the trigger, the fuse, I wouldn't waste time letting my words appear on this little machine."

"The real Dorothy isn't here, she's an apparition, she's ..."

Before he could finish his words, he was shot through by a bullet, leaving a bloody hole on his head and lying straight down.

Two minutes later, Dorothy and a few dead men were the only ones left in the room.

"From now on, I don't need people who are loyal to the Federation. I need people who are loyal to me. No matter how capable they are, I no longer need them. Let's do another cleanup."

After she said this, her figure disappeared. In the office, she sat on the office chair, looking at the city outside the glass, her eyes empty, and no longer spoke.

Chapter 561: Noelle chooses to surrender directly

In the office of the Alte Group, Jonas was sitting in his office chair, drinking coffee leisurely.

There is no need to control the emotions of the people in District 25. On the contrary, we can carry out vigorous propaganda and use the Federation as a target. This is better than venting unnecessary resentment in District 25.

I wake up in the morning and start to endure the suffering of the day. I don't even have breakfast. I have a precious ten-minute break after lunch, and then I start to work. In the afternoon, I feel the urge to go to the toilet, so I swipe my card and press the stopwatch. I have to finish within five minutes, otherwise my bonus for this month will be deducted. I can't go home after dinner in the evening, and I start to work overtime. In the last half hour of the day, I finally get home and vent my anger on the federation.

What a perfect day, even Jonas was envious.

As for the Federation, it's not that he doesn't care. All the spies that should be sent out have been sent out. It's useless to worry about it. It's better to hope that the Scientific Research Department will start to make efforts directly and dig out some treasures of the previous civilization someday. Scientific research depends entirely on other people's memories and archaeology.

Before the pre-civilization consciousness that invaded Dorothy made a move, he could only be careful and take precautions, alert to a sudden big attack from the opposite side, which would be difficult to fight.

He had been keeping an eye on Dorothy's movements, and now all he had to do was bide his time.

"Shh."

Just as Jonas finished his coffee and put the cup back on the plate, the office door suddenly opened.

It was Eiffel. Her expression was not as relaxed as before, and her cheeks were slightly tense.

"Eiffel, you look like there's an emergency?" Jonas looked at Eiffel. The chair in front of the desk had already been pulled away. Eiffel put the documents on the table and nodded slightly.

"Yes, Mr. Jonas. Our undercover agent in the Federation just sent a message that Dorothy has launched a large-scale purge. The upper structure of the Federation has been almost completely replaced, regardless of whether they have made contributions or have had conflicts with the Missen family."

Eiffel rubbed his brows and was about to take Jonas's coffee cup to take a sip, but found that there was only a little left in the cup. Jonas was about to take it and make a new cup, but he didn't expect Eiffel to put his lips to the rim of the cup and drink the last bit.

"Mr. Jonas, about two hours ago, our undercover sent an urgent intelligence through secret channels within the federation." Eiffel's voice was low and he looked a little tired.

She handed Jonas a tightly folded sheet of paper written in a code that only a select few could understand.

At the same time, the file was transferred to Jonas's communication.

Jonas's eyes quickly scanned the paper, and the expression on his face slowly changed from concentration to seriousness.

"Go on," he instructed calmly, motioning for Eiffel to explain more details.

These texts can only be understood by professionals, but fortunately, even if he is not a professional, he does not need to decipher them.

The code on the paper was not cracked, and the code transmitted in the communication was the cracked version.

"The undercover agent pointed out that Dorothy had no idea what had suddenly happened to her and she launched this purge almost overnight. It was so massive that she didn't care about the lives of ordinary people or the public opinion of the Federation."

She paused, took the code book from Jonas, and continued.

"It stands to reason that some key officials should be removed, and perhaps some people she suspected of having rebellious tendencies should be secretly arrested, and those arrested should be secretly transferred to unknown locations, but..."

"I understand. All those gentle methods were useless to her. She didn't take the greater benefits when she could have, and directly killed all those people, including federal officials and the capitalist leaders of those consortiums."

Jonas had guessed what had happened and was not surprised.

If it were him, he wouldn't want to waste any time.

It's really a torture to fight with such an inhuman opponent. I have made all the friends I should make, but the consciousness of the other side is that the Federation is too capitalist.

But this can only do him some harm.

"Any voices opposing her seem to be quickly suppressed. What's more worrying is that our undercover mentioned that many officials who were dismissed or arrested were dealt with without obvious evidence, which means that Dorothy may have other sources of intelligence or..." Eiffel paused, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. After seeing Jonas's expression, he guessed something: "Or she is just maintaining her power through terror."

Although it seems that Dorothy is of no use at all and is unlikely to do something that would harm others and herself.

But this is also a possibility that should be raised with Jonas.

Jonas's fingers tapped lightly on the table, his mind racing, until his fingers stopped moving.

"Did we suffer any losses? What about the sources of intelligence?" he asked. There was no emotion in his voice, but every word revealed urgency.

"Not yet, but the undercover agent strongly suggested that we should reduce the frequency of operations and communications to avoid arousing suspicion." Eiffel replied that in this situation, keeping the existing intelligence network undiscovered was more important than any intelligence.

Jonas nodded, knowing full well that in such a critical moment, any small mistake could lead to disastrous consequences.

An undercover agent’s fate is also fate.

Fortunately, the people below did not let them return to the Federation at that time.

"Inform them to follow the rules and not draw unnecessary attention. At the same time, strengthen monitoring of Dorothy... Forget it. Even if the undercover agent has a powerful hand and eye, he will not be in a high enough position and will only report some major actions."

"It's that the intelligence network here has no information about what Dorothy wants to do, and they just reported her big move."

"Tell the intelligence network to continue investigating and try to find out what Dorothy wants to do. Even if it's just speculation, it's impossible for her to just start a purge because she doesn't like the Federation. She has already cleaned up the Federation fairly well before."

"Understood, Mr. Jonas." Eiffel responded solemnly, then hurried away to arrange these crucial tasks downstairs. The moment the door closed, Jonas's thoughts had already flown farther, planning countermeasures and predicting the possible future.

Consciousness is not like Dorothy. No matter how high Dorothy is at, as long as she still has feelings and humanity in her heart, she will be easy to deal with. Now it is much more difficult to use consciousness as a substitute.

Just then, Jonas's communication rang.

It was Noelle calling.

Chapter 562: Dorothy uses space-based weapons? This is definitely not a dead end!

In the office, Jonas sat up straighter and answered Noel's call.

Noel wouldn't call for no reason. It must be related to what is happening in the Federation.

And it definitely won’t be something as trivial as Dorothy purging the Federation.

"Noel? Why aren't you resting so late?" Jonas tried his best to make his tone sound relaxed and gentle.

Well, I'd better keep my tone gentler.

Don't let her think about her days in District 25, or she will cry.

Sometimes, technological means are actually more useful than psychic powers.