Twenty Seven Years Chapter 369

  Chapter 369 The Trend of the World

at the same time

  In front of the residence of Chester Bradrick, an important figure of the parliamentary faction and the former deputy speaker of the parliament

  Hundreds of comrades from the Equality Society, who came silently from the streets in all directions, were staring at the dozens of lazy guards outside the mansion in the dark.

   "There are still a lot of people." Morais, the leader, held a pistol and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stay hidden for the time being.

  The Guard Corps has been here to protect, monitor, and put Bradrick under house arrest for nearly two months under the instruction of Francois. In the past two months, Bradrick hadn't stepped out of the door half a step, and he put on a posture that he would never ask about world affairs again.

  But there are some things that will not alienate him if he doesn't do them.

After the former speaker of the parliament, Wilbur Flynn, was arrested by François in the name of secretly colluding with military officers to rebel, the remaining forces of the parliamentary faction ignored Bradrick's evasion and directly elected him as the new backbone, asking him to plan Fight back and take the risk of losing your head.

  The next thing that the Equality Council will do is the same as the remaining forces of the parliamentary faction.

  Elevate Bradrick to attract Francois' attention.

   "Minister, the time is almost up." A comrade stared at the time on his watch.

Morais glanced at the time on his watch anxiously to avoid mistakes: "Notify everyone to get ready and listen to my command. It's the same sentence, protect yourself. Today's battle is just a casual practice, not a real one. To get Bradrick out, if he gets hurt or loses his life, it's not worth the candle."

"Yes!"

  The comrades who were waiting to participate in the operation from the Operations Department began to check their weapons, and Morais himself rolled up his sleeves and loaded the pistol.

   Less than half a minute later, the pointer pointed to ten o'clock.

"boom!"

  Morais didn't hesitate at all, and shot at the guards in front of the mansion with a gun: "Fight!"

   "Bang bang bang!"

   "Bang bang bang!"

  The surrounding comrades of the Equality Association fired one after another behind the bunker.

  The sudden rain of bullets caught the drowsy guards by surprise. They couldn't even prevent an effective counterattack, and ran away tacitly.

   "There are enemies!"

   "Call for backup!"

   "Help!"

   "Hide quickly! Don't show your head!"

"be careful!"

  There haven't been any mistakes in the mansion, and the guards' awareness of prevention has become very weak over time. In addition, the number of equal members is several times their number, and it was still a sudden night attack. In just tens of seconds, the guards were routed, killed or wounded, or hid and fled. There were only sporadic gunshots, symbolizing resistance.

  In the mansion, Bradrick, his family, and servants were all awakened by the violent gunshots that were close at hand.

   "My God..." Bradrick, who was only wearing a pajamas, stood in front of the bedroom window, watching the hundreds of people attacking here under the moonlight outside, thinking it was a dream.

  How could someone attack the guards suddenly?

   This is clearly to save yourself!

  The only people who can save themselves are those sent by the parliament! But as the former deputy speaker of the parliament, why didn't he know about the matter of rescuing him? And why did they fight the guards?

   Could it be that he officially broke up with Francois? !

  It is possible!

   Now Francois is focusing on the Equality Council and the Allied Forces with Welland. After he has dealt with all these troubles, it is time to formally attack the people of the parliament. In other words, now is the only chance for the Jedi to fight back.

  Kleizeinli's Guard Corps and the Independent Mixed Division are François' direct line troops. Where did the others move their reinforcements to face these forces head-on?

  Why is there only gunshots here?

  Why do they prioritize saving themselves?

   Too many questions popped up in Bradrick's mind.

   "Mr. Bradrick!" The panicked butler didn't have time to knock on the door this time, so he pushed the door straight in to see if Bradrick was in danger.

   "What's the situation?!" Bradrick asked the butler.

   "I don't know, it just happened so suddenly...Sir, should we pack up and leave quickly?" The housekeeper was terrified.

   "Leave?" Bradrick turned his head to look at the situation outside, "How do you leave now? The group of people outside should come to rescue me, we just wait."

"Yes…"

   "By the way, show me all the letters that those people sent in quietly before." Bradrick urged the butler to get the letters sent to him by the people sent by the parliament in various ways during this time.

  In order to ensure that he would stay out of the matter, he never read these letters and asked the housekeeper to deal with them.

   "Letters, letters... were all destroyed by me." The butler said hesitantly.

   "Destroyed?! Who asked you to destroy it! You idiot!" Bradrick had a hunch that there was information about their actions in these letters.

  I don't know what's inside now, how can I face them later?

   "You asked me to destroy it, saying that you didn't want to see a word..." the butler timidly defended.

   "Me?" Bradrick thought about it for a while, as if he really asked the butler to deal with it, "Idiot..."

  Outside the mansion, the raid went smoothly beyond Morais' expectations.

   For a minute, there was no gunfire from the opposite side, and it seemed that they all fled.

   "This..." Morais glanced at his pistol, and a magazine in his pistol hadn't finished firing.

   "What should we do?" The comrades from the War Department asked.

  They originally expected that the guards would persist in resisting and block their rescue efforts. A few minutes later, they were 'forced' to retreat, fearing that patrols and other support would arrive.

   He didn't have to really charge forward, but he seemed to do his best to rescue Bradrick.

   But today, the situation surprised them.

  After only one meeting, the guards fled without a trace. With Bradrick in sight, it was impossible for them to retreat now.

  Then...really saved?

   Morais flashed the idea of ​​turning a feint into a real save.

   "No one left! The guards have all escaped! Many of them died!" A comrade reported the situation.

   "Damn... these bastards..." Morais hated iron and steel, "Stay behind in the second and third rows! Follow me in the first row and rescue Bradrick!"

   "Yes—huh? Really saved?" The platoon leader in the first row of the Operation Department was stunned.

"Otherwise? People are there now, and we will definitely arouse suspicion if we leave like this!" Morais stopped talking nonsense, rushed out of the dark street first, and led a group of comrades into the mansion, "Bula Where's Delik?! Get out! We're here to save you!"

   "Come here!" Bradrick went downstairs while getting dressed.

  After that, most of his wives, children, and servants rushed into the hall in disheveled clothes.

   "Is that so?" Bradrick put on his clothes and walked towards Morais.

   Morais's appearance was familiar to him, but he didn't remember it for a while.

   "Comrade Bradrick! Long time no see! I'm Morais! I was ordered to bring comrades from the Equality Society to rescue you! Come with us!" Morais shook hands with Bradrick.

  Bradrick subconsciously reached out his hand: "Long time no see...Mo, Morais?! Equality Society?! What's going on?!"

"You guys, take him away." Morais ordered two comrades to help Bradrick out without any explanation, and then looked at the other people in the mansion, "Time is running out, we will not take everyone away for the time being , Everyone protect yourselves! Wait until we liberate Laizein!"

   After finishing speaking, Morais and other comrades left the mansion, regardless of the shouts of Bradrick's relatives behind him.

  June 6th, morning

  Before the morning meeting, François called Joseph, the commander of the independent mixed division, and Arthur, the deputy head of the Guard Corps, to his office.

Joseph looked at Francois, who didn't seem to have a good rest, and was sitting at his desk with a sullen face: "Mr. President, last night, the assassination of Captain Maguire and the rescue of Bradrick, the former deputy speaker of the parliament , have been determined to be the work of the Equality Club. This thing seems to be planned, and we have not been able to catch them."

   "Yes, it happened too suddenly this time, we—" Arthur followed.

"What face do you have to excuse?!" Francois vented his anger on Arthur, "The independent mixed division is responsible for patrolling the whole city, except for the mansions of those sent by the guard council! They didn't catch anyone Understandable! How about you?! The head of the dignified guard regiment was murdered in his own office at the regiment's residence! Dozens of people were arranged to garrison a mansion, but not many died, but all of them ran away! Brad Li Ke, a big living person, was just handed over to the Equality Council! This is your Guard Corps?! How much money do you spend on you every year?! Is this what you do?!"

"us…"

   "The independent mixed division was the one who finally caught the murderer who assassinated Maguire!" Francois was so angry that he almost fainted from the scumbags of the Guard Corps.

Joseph helped Arthur to speak: "No one would have thought that Maguire's cronies would be members of the Equality Society, let alone that the parliamentary faction would unite with the Equality Society in private. Mr. President, I think our top priority is to stabilize the Guard Corps, reintegrate this force, and immediately liquidate the parliament faction, just in case."

Francois tried to adjust his breathing: "Those people in the parliament may not really join forces with the Equality Association. We have been watching them for so long, and there has never been any trace of this. Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that this is the Equality Association." deliberately framed."

   "This is exactly what we mean, and it gives us a legitimate reason to get rid of the power of the parliament." Joseph said.

   "Yes." Francois took a sip of water, "No matter what the truth is, we have to take action against the people in the parliament immediately to remove this unstable factor."

   "Leave this matter to me, Mr. President." Arthur offered to apply.

  Francois looked at Arthur with disdain.

  If Maguire hadn't died last night, he would be scolding that trash now, but Arthur, as the second in command of the Guard Corps, couldn't get away with such a big problem.

"you?"

  Francois' tone was full of disbelief.

   "I assure you, it will be handled properly!" Arthur firmly grasped the opportunity of performance.

"Then you come. Arrest all the people in the parliament before tomorrow, and at the same time vigorously promote the collusion between the people in the parliament and the Equality Association, intending to rebel." Joseph was busy cleaning up the Equality Association, and Francois didn't want him to be distracted. After much deliberation, he still handed over the matter to Arthur.

   "Yes!" Arthur gave a military salute to Francois.

  Joseph saw that Francois had not appointed Arthur as the new head of the Guard Corps for a long time, and said, "Mr. President, after that, the deputy head of the Guard Corps will be in charge of scheduling work between Arthur and me?"

   "Otherwise? Can the Guard Corps find another person besides him?" Francois looked at Arthur, "From today, you will be promoted to the head of the Guard Corps and fully assist Joseph in eliminating the Equality Society."

   "Yes!" Arthur bit his tongue to keep himself from laughing.

   "The Equality Association has really become more and more active recently. What happened last night should have been premeditated for a long time, but I guess they also meant to retaliate." Francois was worried about his own safety.

  Pisel, the former commander of the independent mixed division, and Maguire, the former head of the Guard Corps, were assassinated one after another.

  These high-ranking officers who hold heavy soldiers and are usually in the heavily guarded army can be successfully assassinated by the Equality Association. Isn't there no absolute safety in Laizein?

"Mr. President, there has been turmoil in the city recently, and we will soon be restrained by the wars between the Kingdom of Stearl and the Empire of Castelia. Under such persecution, under the influence of the current situation, equality will inevitably continue. Planning a lot of crazy actions." Joseph made a suggestion in due course, "I suggest that after the Guard Corps is taken over by us, I will also be in charge of the defense of the government building and the presidential palace."

"That's good." Joseph looked a hundred times more reliable than Arthur, and Francois didn't have the slightest resistance to this proposal, "The defense work of the whole city, the safety of all of us is entrusted to you, I I think there will be absolutely no problem.”

   "You can rest assured about this." Joseph easily concealed his joy, and solemnly made a promise, "With me here, those people from the Equality Association will not hurt you."

   "Well, just implement it as you said." Francois readily agreed.

  Out of the office, Joseph and Arthur did not attend today's morning meeting, but were ordered to perform their respective tasks as soon as possible.

   "General Joseph. You still have the means to please Mr. President." Leaving the government building, Arthur spoke with a hint of jealousy.

"No matter how much Mr. President appreciates me, he won't let me stay in Laizein for a long time after the Equality Association is eliminated. You should understand this." Joseph said with a blank expression, "After I leave, won't this place still be yours? What's the deal?"

   "I just like dealing with smart people." Arthur's thoughts were the same as Joseph's.

  Joseph hummed uncontrollably.

  It's okay to like to deal with smart people, but the premise is that you are not bad, otherwise you will be played in the palm of your hand, but that.

   "Next, do you have any plans for the Equality Society?" Arthur asked about Joseph's arrangements.

"You don't need to know this. You just need to take a good rest in the next month, enjoy life, wait for equality to be destroyed, wait for us to leave, wait for one hand to cover the sky." Joseph patted Arthur shoulder, "The people who arrested the parliament must not make any omissions, I will take a step first."

Arthur stopped at the intersection, watched Joseph ride in the car, and left under the **** of the cavalry guard platoon: "Oh, you are just a dog in front of Mr. President. When you finish your value, you will be gray Get the **** out of Lezein."

  June 6th, morning

  Equality Association Main Station, Meeting Room

"Wonderful, really Joseph's!" Boin laughed while holding the documents brought by Morais, "Our people have taken over the defense work of the government building and the presidential palace, which is equivalent to controlling Francois and the others. Yes. Said, from now on, Laizein is completely in our hands."

"Yeah, the performance of the Guard Corps is really unsatisfactory, Francois has to rely on Joseph and give him all support." Morais is also in a happy mood, "By the way, that Bradrick you said How to deal with it?"

"I really don't know about this." Boin closed the folder, smiled wryly and shook his head, "I just want you to feint and cover the assassination of Maguire. Back to the terminal."

Morais spread his hands, showing an innocent expression: "I don't want to, who would know that the guards can't help but fight? I just saw dozens of people in the past, and I thought I could give the new comrades a chance to practice , but as soon as the shots were fired, the group of people ran away without a trace."

"This is also good news." Boyin is keen to see the bright side of things. "Even the guard regiment in Laizein is so vulnerable, so what about other places? Let alone? Does this mean that Will the uprising at our other substations go smoother than expected?"

   "The situation is like this, but the guards will soon be merged into our hands. Looking at them like this, I really..."

"Then you should train them well." Boyin didn't take this matter to heart, and he understood what the guards did yesterday, "Think about it, why do our comrades dare to fight? People can't help beating?"

"Because our comrades do all this for themselves, who wouldn't fight for themselves? How could those guards be willing to lose their heads for people who don't regard themselves as human beings with their pitiful salaries?" Morais Naturally understand the reason.

"So when they become our people, when their battle becomes fighting for themselves, I don't think their performance will be any worse than our current comrades." Boyin is quite confident about this matter. , he believes that the power of faith is much more powerful than real swords and guns, "That Bradrick should be locked up first, and now start to concentrate on preparing for the final action."

   "Okay, then you pay attention to rest, remember to take medicine, I'm leaving!" Morais finished telling Boyin, and strode out of the meeting room.

  The evening of June 6th

  Hundreds of former parliament members and their relatives, as well as any related persons who were identified as colluding with the Peace and Equality Association, were also arrested by the Guard Corps.

  The war outside and the major incidents in the city for several days made the people have a bad feeling.

  The Equality Association's terminus was as calm as ever.

"That's all for today. You mainly remember the words, and the flexible use of some common sentences. The time is somewhat tight. Our first guarantee is that you can at least use Bash to carry out basic conversations..." Verak said In the office, Clark, Vikenji, and August, who had taught him Bash for an afternoon and an evening, left together after summarizing what he wanted to consolidate.

   "Huh..." Verak, who had learned a lot, sat back on his chair and lit a cigarette to refresh himself.

  The Equality Association has no major problems at the moment, and there is nothing that he needs to come forward to solve. Before the final action has started, he devoted himself to the study of Bash language.

   After he has learned the Bash language, the Equality Society has taken control of Laizein, and started a liberation movement that has swept across Brexi, he should leave here and go to Bash.

   After smoking a cigarette, Verak reviewed today's learning content again, and made sure what was written in the notes.

   No problem.

   It's already two o'clock in the morning, it's time to rest.

   Just as Veraker was packing up his things and was about to go back to his room to rest, he suddenly thought of something, sat back at his desk, and then was in a daze for a while before calling Winston in Kip City.

   Sure enough, Winston was still up at this point.

   "Why did you remember to call me? Well, it was Verak calling..." Winston looked surprised and surprised, as if he was still talking to Andre, who was staying with him in the pilot factory.

   "Andre is here?" Verak asked looking out the window.

   "Yeah, we just had a meeting."

   "With whom? Other factory owners?"

"How is it possible? None of those factory owners are willing to hold a meeting at two o'clock in the morning." Winston laughed, "Just the few of us, Andre, Benedict and the others, chatted about the development direction of the follow-up factory .”

  Villac lit another cigarette, and puffed away alone: ​​"How is the factory now? I've been a little busy these days, and I haven't had time to talk to you on the phone."

"It's still the same. You can't expect that just a few days after you left, the few of us will cause earth-shaking changes in the factory, haha... well, the cooperation with other factory owners is going smoothly, and the printing and dyeing workshop has also started operation. Generally speaking, we still have to wait for time, and time will prove whether these things are feasible." Winston's voice was tired, and after Verak left, the pressure on their shoulders increased a lot.

"Tell me if you have any difficulties. Although I am no longer in Kip City, I might be able to offer some useful suggestions." Verak felt a little bit reluctant about the pilot factory and Winston. Don't be too tired, no matter what, our experiment has achieved some success, and we can try to implement it in Laizein, or even in many places.”

   "Well, don't worry, we have counted these. What about your side? How is it?"

"Everything is going well at the terminus. The Guard Corps has just been controlled in the past two days, and our people are also doing the defense of the government building and the presidential palace. It can be regarded as completely emptying François. I guess it will take another ten or so My God, when the situation is more mature, our master plan will be officially implemented. Now, I am learning Bash from Clark, Vikenji, and August every day before the master plan begins..." Willak Talk about the situation and arrangement of yourself and the terminus.

   "We can't wait for that day to come." Winston couldn't help feeling excited when he heard that the master plan was about to start.

   "Yeah, come on!"

   "Station Master Melen is also leading the comrades of our sub-station to plan an uprising in Kipu City!"

  Andre and Benedict on the other end of the phone also said.

   "Haha, good..." Verak kept smiling, "At that time, we will raise our arms and shout in different cities, leading comrades and people to change this country."

   “Yes, we are in different places, but we can do the same thing together!”

   "You all go to bed early, I'll call the club school to find out about the situation." After chatting with Winston and others for a while, Verak called Nord and Murphy.

  The two of them also didn't sleep, as if this is still the common working time of the Equality Association.

"Verak? Why did you remember to call us? Did you miss us? Or did Mr. Keating ask you to call to see how we are doing, how is the club school?" As soon as the call was connected, Nord's voice continued endlessly .

  Verak reluctantly put the phone away from his ear, and waited for Nord to babble for a while before taking it back in: "How are you doing?"

   "It's pretty good, I should eat and drink, and I still supervise the construction of the club school." Nord said.

"You asked Murphy to answer the phone. I haven't heard his voice yet." Murphy is not very talkative, and his brother Diaz died in the assassination of Pissel. A little more delicate.

   "Murphy, Veraker wants to talk to you."

   "Verak." Murphy took the phone from Nord.

   "Murphy, how are you?" Veraker's voice softened unknowingly.

   "Very good, everything is the same as before."

   These words made Veraker a little unsure how to answer: "Ah..."

Fortunately, Murphy is also working hard to communicate with Veraker. He then added: "Nord is not watching Mr. Keating, and keeps running to the substation. In name, it is work, but in reality, he just wants to spend more time with Catherine. get along."

   "Really? You have to watch it. We can't take care of his personal affairs, but they can't affect the work. The affairs of the club school are very important, and no one can bear the responsibility if there is a problem." Verak warned.

"I don't have any." Nord took back the phone, "I'm really here to deal with official business. Comrade Catherine was originally transferred to the club school by Comrade Melen to assist in the work, and I still need to go to the sub-station ?”

   "Catherine was temporarily transferred back to the sub-station to prepare for the uprising recently." Murphy said silently.

   "Don't make trouble. You don't usually say a word, why can't you keep your mouth shut when you shouldn't say it?" Nord and Murphy quarreled.

  Verak listened on the phone and smiled for a while: "Okay, okay, no kidding, anyway, you just know what is more important, and you can't think that if Teacher Keating is gone, there will be no constraints."

   "Don't listen to Murphy's nonsense, I've been watching the school, you and Mr. Keating can rest assured!"

   "How are you and Comrade Catherine doing?"

   "Excellent! Incredibly good!"

"That's fine." Seeing that it was late, Verak stopped chatting with the two of them, "It's getting late, go and rest quickly. The guild school should not be so busy, don't worry, the guild school hasn't been built yet. Everyone is exhausted."

  Murphy said: "We are helping Catherine prepare for the uprising—"

   "Good night!" Nord's voice overwhelmed Murphy.

   "Slap!"

  The phone hangs up.

   "These two boys..." Verak also put the phone away, got up and went back to the room to rest.

  June 8th

  Bash Empire, Signe Willen Sea

  A majestic fleet flying the bright colors of Welland is sailing through the waves.

"We should change our tactics. Blocking the coastline can't pose an effective threat to Bash. Now they ignore us, and at the same time, they mobilize the army on a large scale in an attempt to directly interfere in the internal affairs of the Nile Empire..." Fleet Captain, Wei Admiral Linton, the commander-in-chief of the Irish-Bressey coalition forces, spoke with his subordinates in the captain's room of the flagship.

"The main reason is that their coastline is too long. Even if we unite the two fleets of Blessie, we can only block the eastern part. If they can completely block it, I don't think they will be so ignorant." We take it to heart." An officer said.

"Even if all our fleets are transferred, it will be difficult to completely blockade them. Even if we can barely do it, how long can we last? We should directly fight head-to-head with the attitude of fighting a battle, and wait for our cannons to put a ship in their harbor. If they sink a ship and make them lose their ability to struggle at sea, they won't be so arrogant!" Another officer had already proposed to send the fleet to sweep Bash directly.

Admiral Linton, who was as strong as a steel knife, looked at the boundless sea from the captain's cabin: "We have the same idea, but there is one thing, and you should be aware of it. Bash's naval strength is far inferior to ours, really. If there is a fight, there is no suspense about the outcome. In this case, why didn't they build coastal defense artillery at all to protect the coastal cities and ports?"

   This has troubled Linton for a long time.

  How could Bash not take any precautions, exposing coastal cities and ports to the artillery fire of the coalition forces?

  Did they recognize the facts and decided not to resist, to abandon the coastal cities, or did they have other strong cards waiting for the coalition fleet?

  Linton feels the latter.

  Even if you are a fool, you will not give up all the coastal cities and allow them to be trampled by the artillery fire of the coalition fleet.

   Without coastal defense artillery, it is absolutely impossible for the Bash Navy to resist itself.

   What exactly is it because of...

   "Is it possible for them to have reinforcements?" The chief of staff came to a conclusion.

   "You mean Pruman?" Linton and the chief of staff had a perfect understanding. They knew that if Bash must have a strong reinforcement, then this reinforcement can only be Pruman.

   "Yes, but according to people in our intelligence department, Pruman's fleet is still active in the Karen Sea, and has no intention of rushing to help Bash." The chief of staff denied his guess.

   "It's not Pruman's fleet, what cards do they have..." Linton was puzzled.

   "Could it be that they are defrauding us? In fact, they are helpless at all, deliberately pretending to be indifferent, just to make us think too much, so that they dare not take it lightly?" Someone raised another possibility.

  Linton didn't quite agree: "Do you think a country like Bash would gamble the hope of rising and the safety of coastal cities on such absurd things?"

   "If they had no choice..."

"How come there is no choice." Linton put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, "They must have some cards that can threaten us. If we don't find out as soon as possible, we will be greeted with an unprecedented disaster." situation."

  June 9th

  The disputed area on the border between the Kingdom of Sdar and Castelia

"General." In the camp of the army of the Sdir Kingdom, the officer in charge of investigating the situation found the commander-in-chief of the Sdr Kingdom's battle, General Samuel, in the war room, "There is still no one in Castelia. What's the matter, there have been no new troops to assemble for five consecutive days."

Admiral Samuel and several generals watched the sand table in the Marcy area together: "We have not attacked for a long time, they can't see through our plan, of course they will study our real purpose first, instead of blindly deploying heavy troops. "

   Lieutenant General Matthew said confidently: "They won't understand even if they think about it."

"We also have to prevent them from taking the initiative to attack, so as not to be caught off guard." Admiral Samuel looked calm, his thoughts were deep in the sand table, as if a large-scale war had already broken out in the small sand table .

   "Is there still no movement from Bash?" Another lieutenant general was a little impatient.

"Bash is waiting for the coalition forces of Welland and Brecy to make further moves, and the coalition forces of Welland and Brecy are also unable to figure out Bash's plan at this time, and they have never dared to act rashly." Samuel Admiral Er's gaze stayed on a mountain range piled up in the sand table, "We have no accidents, and we have to wait for a while."

"Wait. I eat the food brought by Bash, and I use the bullets made by Bash. With this free supplies, what can I do if I wait here for a year? Those people in Congress are not happy. Flowers?" Lieutenant General Matthew was not in a hurry.

Admiral Samuel moved to another wall of the headquarters, where an oversized map was hung with detailed terrain information: "The longer it takes, the better it may be for us. We cooperate with Bash, and the more Most of it is for myself. With such a large amount of material support, it is the best to take this opportunity to take back the Masi region in one fell swoop. If you miss this opportunity, when the international situation stabilizes again, what chance do you and I have for being carried away? Will it enter history? And the situation this time is too complicated. We can't see how much preparations Wellland has made for this war, and how many forces Bash has united. We must be careful of being treated as a knife by others. Driven, seize the opportunity to eat the piece of meat that belongs to us."

  Lieutenant General Matthew was full of confidence and eager to try: "With you in charge, the layout of Castellana is really not enough."

  Admiral Samuel was not affected by Lieutenant General Matthew's flattery at all. He was still studying the map, and gradually had some thoughts in his heart: "Don't take it lightly, we won't have much time left this time."

  September 10

  Bressey, Lezein, Government House

   "Boom boom boom."

   While Francois closed his eyes and listened to classical music, there was a knock on the office door.

   "Please come in." Francois opened his eyes, turned off the phonograph, and looked at the person who came in.

   "Your Excellency the President." The person who came was August White, who was in charge of intelligence and security work.

   "What's wrong?" White's expression was indescribable, which made Francois vaguely aware that something was wrong.

   "I have something to report to you. Although no strong evidence has been collected for this matter, I think it is necessary to tell you as soon as possible." White said.

  Francois narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong?"

   "General Joseph..." White said slowly, "It seems that there is some connection with the Peace Council."

   "What?" Francois' voice turned cold instantly, his face gloomy.

   "When the reef was investigating the traces of the Equality Society, it was discovered that several soldiers of the independent mixed division called each other comrades." White said what he knew.

   "What's the matter, the Equality Association will definitely infiltrate into the independent mixed division. Just tell Joseph the names of these soldiers, and he will deal with it." Francois was relieved, and he thought it was a big deal.

White didn't leave, he said very carefully: "If it's just like this, of course I wouldn't doubt General Joseph. Following the in-depth investigation of our reef people, we found that General Joseph has a very trusted confidant named Adel. This person once Served as the warden of Daymans Prison, after Verak, Keating and others from the Equality Association organized a large-scale escape of prisoners, he was removed from all positions and returned to Laizein."

   "And then?" Francois put his hands on the desk, waiting for White to connect the clues together.

"Adel has a close relationship with these soldiers." White said, "These soldiers call each other comrades and know Adel, and Vilak and Keating of the Equality Society are working in Adel as a prison in Daymans Prison. For a long time, no prisoner has ever successfully escaped from this prison, among them... Could it be too coincidental?"

  Francois pondered.

"In addition, we also found that the hundreds of members of the Equality Society that the independent editors have accumulated during this period seem to be eating and drinking in prison, and have not been tortured. A leaflet of the Equality Society on the street There are too many to count, but they are indifferent to it..." White throws out more clues, none of which directly prove that Joseph has any connection with equality, but there is such a possibility, which makes Francois break out in a cold sweat .

   "Is there no more direct evidence?" Francois wiped the sweat from his forehead after listening.

   "No, there are only these small clues at present, but don't worry, the people in the reef have already targeted the independent mixed division. If General Joseph really has anything to do with peace, we will definitely find out."

"What you're saying now doesn't prove anything. Doubting and investigating Joseph at will is likely to arouse his disgust." Francois couldn't believe it, but his character made him unable to stop thinking, " Joseph is now my most effective subordinate, misunderstanding him and chilling him will more or less affect the elimination of the Equality Society."

  White reminded: "But if General Joseph..."

  Francois glared and swallowed: "... Arrange a car, I will go to the independent mixing division's residence."

"now?"

"Um."

   "Do you need me to inform General Joseph first?"

"…no need."

  (end of this chapter)

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