Emig Star Patrol Ship Bridge.
Yang Ming sat in front of the console, with a group of officers, soldiers, and technicians standing behind, watching the news footage playing on the projection screen ahead.
Ilando Star had just suffered a bombing attack.
Thick smoke billowed from Gate 1 of the transportation hub in front of the Imperial Palace; the rescue footage from the scene was gruesome, continuously interrupted by shots of the public crying and screaming.
Many young officers and soldiers were filled with righteous indignation, and several female technicians had reddened eyes.
Yang Ming furrowed his brows tightly.
What on earth was the New Federation trying to do?
The Central Intelligence Agency didn't attack those ministers and members of the royal family; instead, they directly assaulted civilians. What kind of freedom fighters were those?
A few hours later, Yang Ming suddenly realized...
