This Game is Too Real Chapter 498

  The horn fort is 100 meters underground, and there is an underground nuclear bunker reinforced with concrete.

Since it was envisaged that the war with the Great Rift Valley would spread to the vassals of Luoxia Province, when General Klaas ordered the construction of this nuclear bunker, he asked the engineers of the Legion to carry it out according to the standard of "nuclear weapons capable of resisting a million ton yield". construction. In theory, it is absolutely safe here.

   At this moment, in the temporary combat command room of the bunker, Griffin was sitting alone at the command table, facing a silent radio station. His left arm was sewn with bandages, and the collar of his military uniform leaked a little bandage.

  Although he was lucky to have survived the conspiratorial assassination a few days ago, he was not as unscathed as the outside world knew. Four shrapnel embedded in his

   is less than 7mm away from the heart, which is the closest he has been to death.

   In order not to affect the morale of the army, he immediately ordered to be transferred to the bunker and blocked the news of his injury. Although in the eyes of the outside world he was frightened by the assassination, how could he be frightened by several assassins in his entire life?

   Before he felt that there were undercover agents in his army, but he had been struggling to find who the real bedriders were. If you can solve this trouble with one injury, there is no doubt that you will make a lot of money. At this time, the footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and soon there was a light knock on the door. "Come in. The door is open.

   Appeared at the door was his bodyguard.

   Looking at the loyal soldier, Griffin said. 1 "Found" "Yes sir.

   The personal guard nodded, but there was no Xue Yue on his face, instead there was a hint of sadness between his brows. There was a clue from his face, Griffin frowned slightly, and continued to ask. "who is it"

  "The centurion of the 3000th corps of the 70,000th man and the centurion of the officer corps of the 60,000th man were involved in the assassination of that day_ They were paid to be responsible for the day's meeting service.

   Griffin was silent for a long time this time.

   The commander of the 3000th 70000th corps was an officer he personally promoted. He couldn't believe that the loyal young man would betray His Majesty the Marshal and become a good member of the enterprise or the alliance.

   But what worried him the most was not the backs of those few people, but the fact that the assassination involved two teams of ten thousand people.

   This is already equivalent to 40% of his troops! 1 After a while, Griffin said slowly. "Is the news accurate?" The guard nodded.

   "Accurate!!! We have solid evidence, but we haven't stunned the snake yet." Very good. "Griffin nodded.

   However, just when he was about to make a decision, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, but he didn't say anything in the middle of the sentence. The guard looked hesitant and asked cautiously. "Do you need to arrest the three?" Griffin said softly after a moment of silence. "Wait first, don't scare the snakes for now." Yes. '

   The personal guard nodded slightly and respectfully exited the door. The door is closed. Griffin sighed softly, resting his shoulders on the chair behind him.

   He inadvertently fell on the incandescent lamp above his head, and suddenly felt that his destiny was very similar to this lamp.

  Dazzling, hot, and full of energy_ However, it is destined to hang in an inconspicuous corner, and it can only light up one room in a lifetime. 1 As for his ambitions and ideals, he is like a small boat in the torrent of the times. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot change the mountains and rivers under the boat. Unlike the military officer who was born in a famous family like McClen, he was not born in a famous family. Just born in an ordinary citizen family on the outskirts of Triumph City. Like most Willand children, he attended his first junior training at the age of six, beginning…

  The first time he came into contact with the military life, he showed excellent leadership talent, so he was recommended by the instructor to enter the Triumph City Military Academy for training.

  Talent, hard work and a little bit of luck. Since his enlistment in the army, his career has been smooth sailing. At the age of 29, he went from a ten commander to a ten thousand commander. Later, he met the person in charge of his life, General Klaas, and received an olive branch from the Eastern Expansion faction, and went to the far east to open up the future of the Legion. He still remembered what General Klass had said to him ten years ago--

There is no doubt about the greatness of Lord Qi Shuai, but it is a pity that the city of triumph has already decayed. Those who rely on their ancestors to indulge in the vast territory and extravagant life without thinking about progress have completely forgotten the hatred of a century and a half ago. Ambition to conquer the world, forget about unity. If they are allowed to rot, the empire that has been held together by war will one day fall apart.

  "In order to prevent that day from coming, we must have an opponent who is enough to make us serious, and we must continue to extend our territory to the end of the world, and forever.

   Griffin still remembers how excited he was at that time, and he could not wait to step on the front line immediately and fire the first shot to expand the territory. It's just a pity that he soon discovered that things were not as simple as he thought.

  The wise men of the Eastern Expansion faction died one after another in the expedition. Their sacrifices did not get the sympathy of Triumph City. Therefore, the strength of the Eastern Expansion faction was strengthened, but the strength of the Eastern Expansion faction was weakened by the withering of talents. 2

   Even after seeing the strength of the Great Rift Valley, even the legion commander of the Eastern Legion changed his original support for them, and his attitude became blurred. If he was young, he would feel indignant and ashamed at the betrayal of his comrades. But now, he is no longer angry, and only calmly thinks about how to solve the problem. Using one's own sacrifice to gain the support of other factions is itself a wrong line. 1

General   Klaas had already paid the price with his life for this, which not only did not bring charity from bystanders, but made their political power even more marginal. 1 In the final analysis, the other factions did not benefit from the expedition, but only saw endless disasters. Only by bringing people from other factions to advance and retreat together can it be possible to unite those mediocrities with different thoughts. 2

   For this reason, he changed the strategy of General Klass, and no longer directly sought to invade the Great Rift Valley, but took the initiative to negotiate with the Great Rift Valley. )

After that, he carefully planned one victory after another against the mutant tribes of Luoxia Province and the Great Desert, so that those young talents who were eager to make achievements saw the hope of making achievements, not far away. Come and support your business. 1 if all goes well.

   The ancient grain-producing areas will be brought under the control of the Legion.

   And even if things don't go well, those other factions who are involved in the interests have to increase the number of bets on him. !

  For example, that checklist, and the previous Sabre fighter jet, were obtained from his faction through his officers who belonged to other factions—especially those from prestigious backgrounds. …

   As for the legacy left by General Klass, he has long since been exhausted in his expedition. And if things go horribly wrong...

   He can also use the sacrifice of everyone, including himself, to unite the various factions with hatred. At this time, the signal light on the radio suddenly flashed.

   Seeing the flashing of the signal light, General Griffin looked solemn, and immediately reached out and picked up the phone on the radio. Before he could speak, a familiar voice came from the receiver. "I'm Joseph.

   Hearing this name, Griffin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this person was the subordinate of the commander of the Eastern Legion. He took over the command, indicating that the marshal did not give up on them. 1 However, before he could relax, the second sentence that came from the receiver made his face lose its blood for a moment. "The marshal has already seen your plan. It's not just me who came to Luoxia Province, but also Cohen from Triumph City." Griffin's face paled slightly. After a long time, he swallowed and asked. What did he say.

  The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and instead of answering the question, he asked the other way around. "Are you loyal?"

   vaguely guessed something, Griffin replied with a trembling voice.

"My loyalty to Lord Marshal is beyond question." Good," Joseph continued after a pause, "you have two choices, die as a hero, or die as a traitor. You know what I mean, how The choice is yours. "Griffin's Adam's apple moved. . . Did I do something wrong?" Joseph said calmly.

"Going to war with companies will not bring us any benefit, and His Majesty the Marshal also thinks so. I can understand your feelings, but now is not the time to do that." This "you" can be regarded as a complete line between them. boundaries between. Griffin was silent for a long time.

   "I see." "You have twenty minutes.

   Without waiting for his answer, Joseph hung up the phone directly.

  Griffin closed his eyes. 1Five minutes later, he reached out and pressed the bell on the command table. Soon, a young officer walked into the makeshift command room.

  His name is Karloff, he is the captain of Griffin's Guards, and he is also the most trusted subordinate - more trusted than that adjutant. Standing at attention in front of Griffin and giving a military salute, Karloff said cleanly. "My lord, are you looking for me?" Griffin said slowly. "I'm going to die in a quarter of an hour. Karloff froze on the spot.

After    came back to his senses, he looked at General Griffin in surprise and said incredulously. "what are you talking about"

"Don't panic, this is the order of His Majesty the Marshal. Griffin continued calmly. "Long story short, I need you to do two last things for me, the first is to declare that my cause of death is a stroke, and the second thing you want Watch my body, no one is allowed to approach it, and no autopsy is allowed, let alone know the cause of my death, until my body is handed over to Joseph, who will bring me back to Triumph City.

   After a pause, he continued.

  "Also, my suicide note is in my suitcase, please pass it on to my family for me.

  Karov's face changed with surprise, anger and disbelief. He couldn't believe that His Majesty the Great Marshal would give such an order. A great legion would never sacrifice a Willante for compromise, much less a general with great merit. Absolutely impossible!…

   This must be a villain behind the scenes.

   He clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with anger, and he stepped forward and said. 1 "My lord, how about we all?" Griffin interrupted.

"Don't think so, I will be honored as a hero after my death, and will be buried by the state as a general in Triumph City Concubine_... I don't want my half-life efforts and honors to be lost because of one small mistake Go to waste."

   "Promise me, Karloff, let me go alone, don't hate any of our compatriots, don't resist." Griffin's voice had a hint of pleading.

  Karov looked at him silently for a long time, and finally nodded slowly. "I promise you.

   Looking at the young man in front of him nodding, a relieved smile finally appeared on Griffin's face, and he changed into a gentle tone. "My lieutenant will take over the command, the Clarion Fort will surrender to the Alliance, and the ceasefire negotiations will have a result in the near future... This war is over." "You will be able to go home after a while.

  "Go ahead, wait for me at the door, I want to spend the last few minutes alone.

   Resisting the sadness and tears in his heart, Karloff turned his head away, turned his back to the general he respected and walked out the door. Looking at Griffin who put everything down in the empty room, his mood was relieved. actually_

   Their efforts are not in vain. 1

   At least let the Triumph City send a five-star ten thousand captain as the governor.

  With direct support from Triumph City, they will get a more powerful vassal for at most ten years. By that time, going east is not a bad idea. And their sacrifice will also become the driving force for the Willant to continue to move forward. There will always be people who sympathize with them.

   There will always be people who will continue what they have left unfinished. "The world will surrender at our feet.

  Griffin poured himself a glass of red wine, then reached out to open the drawer and took out a silver box the size of a cigarette case. Inside is a capsule of neurotoxin.

   It would allow him to die without pain and keep his remains intact. "No one can kill me.

  Griffin grinned, threw the capsule into his mouth, and took a sip of red wine. Except myself.

   He put down the cup, picked a comfortable position to lean on the chair, and closed his eyes. I can sleep a little longer this time.

   Less than ten minutes after Griffin's death, the news quickly spread among the senior officers of the Horn Fort, causing a storm of waves. His second-in-command, General Alec, immediately took over the scouting power of the Clarion Fort and the garrison. 0

  Griffin's Guard Captain Karloff cooperated with the interim commander's handover, but refused to hand over the general's remains, claiming that they would stay in the bunker until General Joseph relieved their order.

  Alec certainly didn't want to anger Griffin's subordinates, he and a group of officers who knew that the defeat was set just wanted to go home.

He didn't care about Gerry Ram, the first thing he did after he took over command was to restore communication with the Adjudicator, report the real situation in the fort to the newly appointed governor, and communicate how to respectfully get from the horn. "Leaving in the fort".

   If you don't want this war to continue endlessly, the Alliance soldiers surrounding the fortress shouldn't do too much. …

   The commander of the Alliance had told them before that as long as they put down their weapons, they could withdraw from the safe passage designated by the Alliance to a nearby embankment, where they could get food and fresh water. Velrich paced back and forth in the tent.

   He also just learned the news of Griffin's death, but because of the distance between the No. 5 defense area and the command headquarters, he was not sure whether the news was true or not.

   At this moment, footsteps came from the door.

   Looking at the confidant who appeared at the door, Velich asked immediately. "Griffin is dead," the confidant nodded solemnly. "Yes.

  Verich's face suddenly showed a hint of ecstasy, but he quickly restrained it and continued to ask as he looked at the confidant. "How did he die?" The confidant hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"Griffin's SS captain Karloff claimed to have had a stroke, but there are many doubts_ They refused the medic to conduct an autopsy on Griffin and declared that they were going to hand it over to the new commander General Joseph, I suspect the cause of his death may be There is something strange. After a pause, he continued.

  "--At present, the command of all troops in Luoxia Province has been temporarily handed over to General Alec, Griffin's adjutant, and I heard that he is communicating with the Governor about a decent evacuation."

  Verich asked solemnly.

   "Then what do you think Griffin's real cause of death might be?" the confidant said cautiously.

"I don't know, but Griffin has been investigating the inner ghost who assassinated him that day... Karloff may have suspected us, so he refused to hand over Griffin's body and demanded that the body be sent to General Joseph's hands." "How can we..."

  Verich sneered, and just wanted to say how it was possible, after all, no matter how stupid his colleagues were, they wouldn't act immediately after experiencing a failure. But he quickly thought that when the assassination failed a few days ago, he actually privately entrusted a powerful corrupt servant to kill Griffin. Is it

   It's really that pangolin

  Verich's mind is huge, and the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible, after all, the reason for a stroke sounds too straight, and it is really nonsense when he hears it. He knew how cunning Griffin was, and this guy couldn't have fooled them all without two brushes. Under the protection of the Guards and the bunker, he killed Griffin unknowingly and escaped. What is the origin of this pangolin? Werich pondered for a long time and said. "Find the pangolin for me.

   The confidant standing in the tent obviously thought of it with him, and nodded seriously. "Yes.

   He knew very well that his adult had moved the heart of love. If that pangolin really has such ability, there is no doubt that it is a worthy target. This person not only has the courage to take the head of the mother of death claw with one enemy and one thousand horses on the battlefield, but also has the ability to take the head of a general under heavy guards. A warrior who even General McClane was full of praise for, it was indeed a little underpowered to follow Colway as a commander. The confidant who received the order was about to turn and leave. Weirich suddenly stopped him.

  "Wait a minute-_Does he have a penchant for money, women's power. Or something else"

   That confidant stopped, lowered his head and thought for a moment. "He was never close to women in the army, and he didn't like gold and silver treasures, and he didn't show much pursuit of power, except for special food!!!! It seems that he has no other hobbies. No hobbies...

   is a bit tricky. But it's actually normal. Most of the wastelanders live a primitive life. They don't have a concept of prosperity at all, and Dinar is naturally unattractive to them.

   When the time comes, I will give him a manor by myself, and then take him to Triumph City to see the world, presumably he will be interested in those customs. 1 Right, I heard that he and the female reporter are very close.

  For foreigners who want to marry the Wieland girl, they can't do without mines at home, let alone the daughter of a civil servant. In the legion, even if the status of a civilian cannot be compared with that of a military officer, he is still an official. With an idea in mind, Velic looked at him and said.

   "That's it.!!! Go to the kitchen, ask the chef to prepare a table of good wine and good dishes and send it here, and then invite the pangolin over here!" The confidant nodded in response. "Yes

   At the same time, somewhere in the Clarion Fort.

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team didn't know that the target he was about to assassinate was dead, and they didn't know that he was already on the air before he started.

   When he found out that his choice would affect the future plot of the game and even the direction of the version, he was not as happy as the fun people on the forum imagined. Looking at the crumpled note in his hand, the warlord who was squatting in the hut scolded and complained. "Damn_... it would be nice if I could save a file.

The note was sent by Velich before, and it said Griffin's recent itinerary, but it's basically the same thing as it is, because Griffin has been hiding in the bunker since the last time he was assassinated. inside, almost never coming out of it.

   The only chance that is quite reliable is the day after tomorrow. In the morning the day after tomorrow, Gerry will go to his defense area to inspect, maybe he can take the opportunity to do something. However, it is foreseeable that there will be a large group of powerful awakeners standing next to that guy. Even if he succeeds in finding the opportunity to shoot, 80% of them will be cold. Whether Griffin dies or not, he doesn't care. 1

   But it's hard to choose only one of the two plots.

  If he can, he hopes to watch both the killing and non-killing plots, and collect "be" by the way, and then pick the one with the highest profit. _ He does this in most rpg games.

  Yet!!! That's a single player game.

   "Wasteland ol" is that the player's influence on the world line is permanent, so it is obviously impossible to do so.

   copied the contents of the note to the notebook of another world, and the warlord threw it into the puddle and washed it away. 1 Lifting his trousers and getting out of the toilet, he walked towards the barracks not far away, intending to ask Colway's opinion before making a decision. It's a deadly relationship after all. Colway would never hurt him. 3

   Of course, the most important thing is that Fujiteng's nonsense reminded him.

  When I came with General Velrich that day, Brother Colway's hesitant words and tone really made him a little concerned. It's just that he didn't have a chance to ask at the time, and he forgot about it later. Barracks door.

  The Field Guy looked at the guards on duty and said, "I'm looking for Chief Colway.

   Recognizing the face of the pangolin, the guard gave a military salute. "Sir Colway isn't here, he's going over there." He pointed to the west. "thanks.

  The battlefield guy nodded and walked in the direction pointed by the guard, and sure enough he saw Colway beside a tent where debris was piled up. …

  I saw him sitting on the concrete steps smoking a cigarette, staring at the rows of concrete fortifications and the gradually setting sun on the far field, and he didn't even realize that the cigarette **** had burned to the edge of his fingers.

   Hearing the footsteps next to him, he turned around and looked over. "You came"

  The battlefield guy nodded, walked over to him and sat down. "General Velrich sent me a letter.

   Dusted off the ashes from the cigarette butts, Colway said irritably. "He urged you to do it." The Battlefielder nodded.

  "Well, he provided General Griffin's itinerary, and the day after tomorrow is the only chance. After listening to him in silence, Colway said.

   "An inspection the day after tomorrow... You shouldn't have told me such a thing. If I were from Griffin, you would be dead by now." The warlord rolled his eyes in his heart. Stop bragging.

  You are a direct descendant of McClane, otherwise, how could Ricky find you! Dumbness and taciturnity are just his characters, he is not really stupid. but…

   Those words don't need to be said.

"I believe in you," the Warlord shook his head and looked at him seriously. "You will always be my commander." Hearing this, a look of relief appeared on Colway's expressionless face. smile. Unexpectedly, he also has a confidant, but that gratified smile soon took on a hint of loneliness.

   Looking at the sunset in the distance, he said with a sigh. "I'm glad to hear what you said. It would be nice if everyone was like you." "Like me?" "Yes, loyal, brave, magnanimous.!! The kind without a hint of falsehood. Colway lit his cigarette and said so casually.

   However, the speaker had no intention, and the listener had intention. The old warlord who was sitting next to him couldn't help but blushed and looked away embarrassedly.

   It's okay like me!!

   All the Willands are like Lao Tzu, and the legion is dying soon. After a cough, the warlord diverted the topic from himself, "Then... how about you?"

  "Me?" A trace of confusion appeared in Colway's pupils, and after a long time he shook his head, "I'm not sure. Zhanxin gave him a surprise look.

   I didn't expect this guy who always talks about loyalty on weekdays to have such hesitations. Colway paused and continued.

  "How do I say it...I understand loyalty as one-hearted loyalty and unity from the bottom up, but what I see is not like that. When he said this, his heart was very complicated.

When he was only a centurion before, he never thought about it so much.!!! It was not until after McClane's death that he was promoted to the centurion by Griffin and assigned to the 10,000-strong team of Velrich, and he gradually came into contact with him. Untouchable inside story. The actual legion is not a hemp rope twisted with thousands of silk threads as he imagined, but a blanket woven from wool threads that bend left and right. Just like now.

General    Griffin wants everyone to die with him.

In order to realize the long-cherished wish of conquering the Great Rift Valley, in order to unite all the cowardly Confucian Confucians and the factions that attack each other, in order to expand the territory of the Legion to the east of the Great Desert, he does not mind dying!!! This is his right Legion, loyalty to the marshal. 1

  However, the subordinate captains such as Velich did not want to accompany the madman to die together. They preferred Griffin to die, thus ending this stupid war. They believed that this was their loyalty to His Majesty the Marshal. …

  Everyone is doing things that he cannot understand in the name of loyalty, and everyone has their own understanding of loyalty. So what is loyalty

He couldn't even help but wonder whether he, who had never considered these things, could be called loyalty, and which side was the right one to stand on... Looking at the confused Colway, the warlord didn't know how to comfort him, he could only Daoxun asked in a low voice, following his own taciturn personality. 1 "What should I do" "I don't know, my dear friend.

  Corway sighed, dropped the cigarette **** in his hand and stomped it out.

   clapped his hands and got up, he looked at his comrade who had been born and died next to him, squeezed a forced smile from his face, and patted his shoulder hard. "There will always be times when people need to make their own choices, just let them go... Follow your heart, no matter what you choose, I won't blame you." "To be honest, I don't really believe everyone here, but I believe in you." You must be the most loyal.

  The Battlefielder nodded and watched as Colway's back disappeared into a corner not far away. Very wrong.

   This "good brother" is destined to be disappointed.

  I'm not the "most loyal" at all, but as long as he has a little Willand blood in his veins, what he does is enough to send him to **** after death. Not surprisingly, he was probably the only spy here. After all, in such a short time, the Alliance had no time to deploy other intelligence personnel and build an intelligence network in the Legion. For those caught before, 80% were wrongly "difficult to deal with."

   shook his head, and the warlord stood up with a headache. According to the itinerary provided by General Velrich, the day after tomorrow is the best opportunity. In any case, he must make a decision as soon as possible, and only in this way can he obtain the support of Velrich.

  For example, help him prepare weapons in advance, or control road disturbances at a specific time.

   Griffin's guards are full of powerful awakeners, including second- and even third-stage powerhouses, and even the existence of similar perception players. In addition, the failure of the assassination some time ago has made Griffin alert, and he is more cautious by nature. It is conceivable that this task is not easy. …If the assassination fails, or if the assassination succeeds but the identity is revealed, the mission of the pangolin is over. "Would you like to say goodbye to the NPC you know?

  Thinking of the female reporter named Penny, the nurse who told him jokes when helping him bandage the wound, and the topic that he thought he was too good, the warlord scratched the back of his head. never mind.

   After all, he is also an undercover agent.

  Since the mission is completed, let's see you again by fate. At this moment, two people came not far away. The warlord recognized them both, and they were General Velich's men. One of the confidants walked up to him and said in a low voice with flickering eyes. General Velrich invites you to come. Are you discussing the specifics of the action?

   Decided to play someone who doesn't talk much to the end, and the battlefield guy nodded lightly with a light-hearted look. "Um.

   Maybe he was stunned by his "domineering aura". The Battlefield Atmosphere Team clearly felt that the eyes of those two guys looking at him were instantly different, as if they were looking up at a real expert.

Is    an illusion?

   As he was thinking about it, he had followed the three to the door of Velic's tent. …

  The two stood by the door consciously, one left and one right. Glancing at the two with respectful expressions, the warlord didn't think much of it, and strode toward the account alone. There is a table in the snow tent.

   is filled with sumptuous food and wine, including his favorite roast pork trotters, stewed beef, roasted fish and chicken, and his favorite chicken soup. A month ago, the food of this big fish and meat was not rare, but now the supply in the fortress is scarce, it is still difficult to think of such a table. The warlord couldn't help but swallowed. good guy.

   Is this a treat for yourself?

   It seems that when he sent himself the itinerary, the guy had already tacitly agreed on which day he would do it. Verich, dressed in a military uniform, sat directly opposite the dining table.

   The expression on his face was incomprehensible, whether it was gratitude, reverence, fear, or a little of both. Since it was for himself, the battlefield letter was also welcome, and sat directly opposite the dining table.

   Just when he was about to make his decision straight to the point, Captain Weirich Wan didn't wait for him to speak, and took the lead in raising a glass full of red wine and said solemnly.

"On behalf of the hundreds of officers in the Clarion Fort and the more than 50,000 soldiers here... Thank you for everything you have done for all of us! Hearing this inexplicable thank you, the battlefield guy was suddenly stunned. I haven't done it yet. Woolen cloth.

   Outside shop.

   Is it too early to thank you now?

   Sitting there motionless for two seconds, he asked with a frown. "what did i do"

   This sentence does not have any deep meaning.

   However, combined with his calm and calm look, this ordinary question was heard in Velicy's ears, but it had a hint of knowingly asking.

  Verich immediately understood what he meant, he smiled knowingly, and gave Comrade Pangolin sitting opposite a "I understand" eye drop.

  "Understood! You didn't do anything! This is a day worth celebrating, let's not mention that unlucky lunatic!"Battlefield guy""

   Without waiting for the taciturn master to speak, Velic drank the red wine in the glass and greeted warmly with a smile on his face. "Eat, this table is prepared for you

"Don't worry, don't worry about being too public and causing others' suspicion. General Alec, the acting commander, is our man Griffin has died, even if there is his consort here, those guys can only be men with their tails between their tails. "

  "It's over! Thanks to you, this stupid war is finally over! I'll bring you some good food when I get back to Triumph City! Griffin is dead?

   Combined with Velic's suddenly enthusiastic attitude, he immediately reacted, this guy probably took the assassin as himself. No wonder…

   Griffin was sitting upright in the bunker. It wasn't because someone stabbed him, so he couldn't have slammed his head into the wall, right? But this is too strange.

   Silently grabbed a piece of chicken thigh and stuffed it into his mouth. Under Wan Fu's smiling eyes, the warlord blushed rudely. In any case, it is not difficult to live with food, and he is also hungry.

   This commander of ten thousand, if he wants to misunderstand, let him misunderstand. Anyway, if he doesn't express his position, that guy can't say it everywhere, and it's even more impossible to investigate the cause of Griffin's death boringly.

   As for the silence, it is even more impossible.

   Not to mention that there is no evidence to prove that you did it yourself, what if there is evidence?

  Griffin's direct line has been suppressed, the new governor is from Triumph City again, and the Eastern Expansion faction is over, and all those who support the ceasefire will regard him as "one of their own". The battlefield guy suddenly felt a little melancholy. I didn't expect Griffin to die like this.

   But then again, 90% of the battle is over, so is your undercover mission completed? He has not archived for half a year.

  1 second remember:

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