Abyss Solo-Chapter 162 - 095 A Bloodless Victory_2

Chapter 162: 095 A Bloodless Victory_2

Chapter 162: 095 A Bloodless Victory_2

After studying the trajectories of the two New Federation and Guel Alliance spies, Yang Ming concluded that Ilouis was not yet prepared to initiate a coup at this stage.

Ilouis must not have communicated with Gudun Mah. Besides Ilouis’s absolutely trusted person—the current Wind Ministry of Defense minister—this cautious old fellow should not have discussed this matter with anyone.

Indeed, when Gudun Mah and several generals saw the speech video, their first reaction was to contact Ilouis.

At that time, they would find that they could not reach Ilouis at all.

Ilouis’s communications were cut off, and orders could only circulate in the flagship of his fleet.

This was Lyu’s absolute advantage in the information field when facing a military-technology-backward puppet state like the Wind Country.

Without much hint from Gudun Mah, one of the generals suggested that each of their units enter a state of alert and prepare for combat.

Gudun Mah readily agreed and appropriately expressed concern about Ilouis’s risky behavior.

“We could just make a fortune, then retire with honor,” Gudun Mah sighed.

The generals empathized with this sentiment.

Before the fake coup plan completed its first two steps, the Wind royal family had already been thrown into turmoil.

Princess Dana, who had argued with the Old Emperor last night, sent out more than a dozen secret letters consecutively.

The regular army stationed at the Sherman Empire border had already begun to move.

By this time, Yang Ming and Lyu had already started to implement the third step.

The Imperial Palace suffered another cyber attack.

Although this attack was quickly extinguished by the technical team of the Guard Army, the Royal Guard Army began full alert, and local governors of the five Administrative Stars received the ‘Support the King’ order. The Emperor and ministers, gathered in the hall, were all on edge.

A challenge to royal power by military power was on the verge of breaking out.

In just two or three hours, the Wind Country transformed from a calm day into one with impending storm clouds and dark clouds over the city.

Ordinary citizens felt breathless.

However, Yang Ming and Lyu had already accomplished their mission and, in passing, completed the fourth and final step of the plan.

Lyu restored Ilouis’s normal communication.

…

Bewildered.

Ilouis, the former Wind Minister of Defense who single-handedly created the current military system, was now leaning on his cane, watching the projection screen with a solemn expression.

The projections of twelve military generals were gathered on one screen.

Everyone was staring at Ilouis.

Only the current Minister of Defense and two other generals had resolute gazes, while most appeared hesitant and distracted.

Ilouis said in a deep voice, “Given the situation…”

“Teacher,” the current Minister of Defense suddenly spoke, frowning, “I’ve received a communication through diplomatic channels.”

“From whom?” Ilouis asked with a frown.

“The Sherman Empire Ministry of Defense. Should I answer it, Teacher?”

Ilouis’s chamber became deadly silent.

The old man frowned tightly.

Ilouis had realized that today’s events were not mere coincidences; he had been ‘hacked.’

Ilouis was indeed preparing for a coup.

A coup is not child’s play; once it begins, there is no turning back. Only one between him and the Old Emperor could walk alive to the pinnacle of power in Wind.

Thus, Ilouis was exceedingly cautious, doing everything in secret preparation.

He was just in the first stage of the military coup, not ready with loyal troops needed for the coup, not prepared to subvert the Royal Guard Army, and had not dealt with unstable elements within the military…

“Teacher,” the current Minister of Defense whispered, “should I take the call?”

Ilouis’s hand trembled slightly.

His whole life had been spent operating the Wind military, having served two emperors, and now he clearly had a chance to reach that position before his death…

“Take it.”

Ilouis’s voice was very faint, like an inadvertent whisper while breathing.

As soon as he spoke, the images of several generals disappeared simultaneously from the projection screen.

They already knew the outcome.

…

Ilouis had fled.

Hiding near the border, Ilouis took a medium-sized transport ship and, with dozens of guards, dashed across the Wind border.

This news quickly spread across all the planetary networks of the Wind Empire. The war clouds that had rapidly formed within hours dissipated even faster.

The military lifted its alert at various garrisons.

The Royal Guard Army resumed normal duty and training.

The Wind Empire’s financial market, which had trembled downward, began to climb backward.

The public collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

As Yang Ming descended the stairs, Kolev, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, was busy cooking capitalists’ devious dishes while listening to the bustling news channel.

Yang Ming showed no intention of helping.

He sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the projection TV, and waited quietly for Edwan’s call.

Half an hour later, Edwan finally arrived.

Sitting in the back seat of a hovercar, probably just out of the Imperial Palace, he furtively glanced around and whispered to Yang Ming:

“Is this the gift?”

“Mm-hmm,” Yang Ming shrugged, “I know nothing.”

“This is unbelievable,” Edwan said in a low voice. “The technical team analyzed that the suddenly appearing speech video was fake, and there were no signs of the military secretly mobilizing troops. Plus, according to my informants in the military, Ilouis had a network malfunction at noon. Hiding in the fleet, he couldn’t communicate with the outside world for a time.”

“He truly is unlucky,” Yang Ming said, “Every coincidence hit him.”

“Okay, it’s a coincidence,” Edwan pondered, “Why didn’t Ilouis just issue a statement saying the speech video was fabricated? Wouldn’t that have quelled the storm?”

Yang Ming laughed: “Because he really was plotting a rebellion.”

Edwan was slightly stunned: “He’s so old, and still has such ambition? If he was indeed plotting rebellion, couldn’t he have temporarily endured and issued a clarifying statement?”

“I don’t know either; that’s just what I’ve heard,” Yang Ming continued:

“Ilouis’s coup is actually part of the New Federation’s revenge plan.

“Suppose Ilouis issued a clarifying statement, which would mean yielding to the royal faction. We could create momentum, saying he was expressing loyalty to the royal family.

“This way, he’d offend the New Federation and lose some influence among the military’s top echelons. The only entity he’d appease would be the Sherman Empire, which doesn’t care about someone like him. Moreover, once Ilouis yielded, he’d inevitably face royal scrutiny.

“It’s not just that he was plotting a military coup; the royal family had tolerated him for so many years. How could they miss such a good opportunity?

“His only two choices were to go along with the uprising or to flee. If he fled, his influence over the military would remain, not much different from now. He could even openly criticize the country, showcase his value, and continue to rely on the New Federation.”

Edwan smiled: “I’ll find a way to shut him up entirely. He’s left the fleet, so his threat level has lessened significantly.”

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Yang Ming stretched lazily: “Alright, Your Highness, you probably have a ton of things to deal with, and I need to attend to entertainment activities now, so I won’t accompany you anymore.”

“We’ve been chatting less lately, and I don’t know what you busy yourself with all day,” Edwan complained softly.

“We’re all adult men here. Getting together for food, drink, and fun is fine, but why chat for so many days?”

Yang Ming casually ended the call, removed his watch, and tossed it onto the coffee table.

This was the advantage of striking first.

Achieving the goal without bloodshed was also quite good.

Kolev cursed from the side:

“Once you’re done with those dirty politics, come over to help carry the plates, open a bottle of wine, and do some preparation for the celebration!”

“Celebrate?” Yang Ming wondered, “Is Mimili getting a stepmother?”

“The system you bought is about to arrive at your target planet! Your crazy backup plan will officially launch tonight! Shouldn’t we celebrate?”

Yang Ming chuckled.

A home-service robot, controlled by Lyu, brought over two sets of holographic imaging systems.

“Boss, remember the sense of ritual.”