The Joan of Arc has landed, and the airport extends its suspension bridge and connects to the warship's hatch door.

"Doudu", the communication prompt suddenly rang.

Lenas reached out and pressed the communication button on the table, and opened a rectangular optical screen like a TV screen. She asked Anne in the optical screen, "What happened?"

Anne replied in panic: "Miss Lenas, there is a team of gun-armed military police outside the ship. It is said that it is under the order of the Federal Army General Staff to arrest New Gene's spies."

"New Gene spy?" Renas looked at Harman hesitantly, and then replied, "Let the people in the ship be prepared for white soldiers. As for the military police, stop outside first. If there are signs of forcing intrusion, fire a gun and intimidate. If the intimidation is invalid, it doesn't matter if it kills."

Anne clearly showed a look of hesitation, but still responded to "yes".

Renas closed the communication screen, sighed helplessly, and said: "The Federation's reaction is really fast. As soon as the battle ended, he was eager to find the person responsible. If they had reacted so quickly before this, the result would not be like this."

Harman walked up and said with a relaxed expression: "It's too late to say this now. The Federation has never been satisfied with the reaction of this aspect. The important thing is how to escape this disaster. It is impossible to start a gun battle with the military police in this place! I can be sure that the Federal Army warships have been deployed over the airport. Once we resist and take off the air, we will be surrounded by ambushing and storm in advance. By that time, the initiative will be no longer on our side."

"Do we still have the initiative?" Lenas laughed and said, "Take you over and use you to get rid of the crisis in front of you. This initiative is indeed in my hands."

"No!" Harman shook his head and said solemnly, "It's not handing over me, it's handing over the spy."

"It's easy to say. Who is on this ship qualified to take responsibility for the federal government's decision-making mistakes? Who can be believed by the public to be a spy? The Federation is not a fool, they have already had a goal. Except for the former new general manager of Gene, Harman Kahn, the group of military police will not catch anyone else." Renas sighed and reached out to press the communicator a few times, then clenched his fists and slapped it angrily, "Damn it, they cut off their external contacts."

"The road to Alia Fiat's help has also been cut off. What else can you do?" Harman walked forward, gently stroked Lenas' fist hitting the table, and advised, "Walking out with dignity sometimes requires compromise and bowing."

Lenas felt suspicious and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's so slow. Hum..." Haman smiled and explained, "You have the lunar consortium as your backing. Under normal circumstances, who dares to board your ship to catch people. Unless there is a hidden secret behind the scenes that cannot be said."

"You said this, it's really weird." Lenas thought deeply. "Even if you want to find a scapegoat, you can't risk offending the universe."

"Although I don't know what happened, my intuition told me that this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. Judging from the fact that they have the power to cut off communications, there must be a powerful black hand behind the scenes. Maybe it is a high-ranking federal official who doesn't know the depth, or maybe it is a rich man with the strength to influence the chaebol. In short, you are involved in something I don't know." Haman calmly analyzed, and in the end, his face became more and more serious.

Lenas looked at her sister's serious expression and couldn't help but feel fearful, and said guiltily: "Don't look at me like this, it makes people feel uncomfortable."

"Then let's tell the truth." Haman stared at his sister and asked seriously, "What's going on with Amro Ray's Katias Bister when he was in Axis?"

Lenas said silently.

Harman continued: "Catias Bister, the head of the Bister Consortium, the real person behind Anaheim. Although the industry has been transferred to the universe in recent years, there are rumors that it still has an impact on the Federation beyond imagination. Listen to Amro Lei, he should ask you for help if he has something to do. However, with your personality, he should refuse!"

"I should be glad that you are my sister, not my enemy." Lenas admitted with a smile.

"That's right." Harman said with a firm look on his face, "but the identity of 'sister' is not universal insurance. Anyone who betrays me will take revenge."

"Including me?"

"As mentioned, the identity of 'sister' is not universal insurance."

"I understand." Lenas smiled disconcertingly and said, "If it is as you expected, I will tell you when I come back safely."

As he said that, Lenas walked to the cabin door and opened it. Before leaving, she turned around and instructed: "Listen, before I leave the military police and I, don't go anywhere. I don't need to say what to do next, you should know how to do it!"

"I will contact Alia Fiat. However, if it is as I expected, the person behind the scenes is Cartias Bister, it will be useless to find Alia Fiat." Haman paused and said worriedly, "Finally, I would like to remind you that sometimes people need to compromise and bow their heads, even if it is only temporary."

Lenas nodded, signaled to write down the sentence, and then left without looking back.

The doors of the warship boarding ships were closed, and the aisles were full of soldiers who were fully armed and entered the state of white warships. However, they were just warship service personnel, not professional combatants, and were almost all laymen from shooting to fighting. Therefore, even the warship armor that was difficult to destroy through ordinary bombs, they were still trembling with courage.

"General Renas is here." Someone shouted, and they looked to the other side together.

"It's really General Lenas."

The soldiers all arrived at the left side of the aisle and listed a team of characters against the wall.

"Salute!" With just one sound, they all saluted.

Lenas picked up his right hand and walked past them in a salute posture, until he stopped in front of the cabin door. She said to the sergeant beside her, "Please open the door."

"General..."

"It's okay, open the door, sergeant."

"Yes." The young sergeant looked helpless, opened the insurance and pressed the door opening button.

The hatch door opened, and two rifles immediately stretched out and pressed against Renas' forehead.

Lenas said coldly, "Is this the federal gendarmerie's way of doing business? Where is your commander?"

The two military policemen in front looked at each other in a daze, and at this moment, a majestic male voice sounded behind them.

"Sorry, General Lenas."
Chapter completed!