This Game Is Too Realistic

One hundred meters underground, there is an underground nuclear bunker reinforced by concrete.

Because he imagined that the war with the Great Rift Valley would affect the vassals of the Sunset Province, when General Kras ordered the construction of this nuclear bunker, he asked the engineers of the Legion to use it as a standard that "can withstand nuclear weapons with a yield of one million tons." construction. In theory, it's 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. There was a bandage sewn on his left arm, and there was a trace of bandage on the collar of his military uniform.

Although he was lucky enough to escape from the assassination plot a few days ago, he was not as unscathed as the outside world knew. Four shrapnels were embedded in his gun

Less than 7 seconds away from his heart, this was the closest he had ever been to death.

In order not to affect the morale of the army, he immediately ordered to move to the bunker and blocked the news that he was injured. Although in the eyes of the outside world, he was frightened by the assassination, but after so many years of military service, how could he be frightened by a few assassins into taking action? Instead, he felt a little excited.

He had felt that there was an undercover agent in his army before, but he had been struggling to find who the real undercover agent was. If this trouble can be solved with one injury, there is no doubt that he will make a lot of money. At this time, the footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and soon there was a gentle knock on the door. “Come in. The door is open.

Appearing at the door were his personal guards.

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

The guard nodded, but there was no snowy joy on his face, and instead there was a hint of seriousness between his brows. Seeing a clue on his face, Griffin frowned slightly and continued to ask. "who is it"

"The centurion of the 3000th Corps of the 70,000th Corps and the centurion of the Officer Corps of the 60,000th Corps participated in the assassination that day... They bribed the people in charge of the meeting that day.'

Griffin was silent for a long time this time.

The commander of the 70,000-man regiment and the 3,000-man regiment was an officer he personally promoted. He could not believe that that loyal young man would betray His Majesty the Marshal and become a spy of a company or alliance.

What worries him the most is not the backs of those few people, but the fact that this assassination actually involved two teams of ten thousand people.

This is equivalent to 40 troops in his hand! 1 After a while, Griffin slowly spoke. "Is the news accurate?" The guard nodded.

"Accurate!!! We already have reliable evidence, but we haven't alerted the enemy yet." Very good. "Griffin nodded.

However, just when he was about to make a decision, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and lost his words in mid-sentence. The guard looked hesitant and asked cautiously. "Do we need to arrest the three of them?" Griffin said softly after being silent for a moment. "Wait a minute, don't alert the enemy just yet." Yes.

The guard nodded slightly and respectfully exited the door. The door closes. Griffin sighed softly, relaxing his shoulders and leaning on the chair behind him.

His eyes inadvertently fell on the incandescent lamp above his head, and he suddenly felt that his fate was very similar to this lamp.

Dazzling, hot, and full of energy, it is destined to hang in an inconspicuous corner and can only illuminate one room in its 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 officers who were born into a well-known family like McClung, he was not born into a well-known family. He was just born in an ordinary citizen family on the outskirts of Triumph City. Like most of the children of the Weiland people, he participated in the first junior training in his life when he was six years old.

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

With talent, hard work and a little bit of luck, his career has been smooth sailing since he joined the army. At the age of only 29, he rose from a captain of ten to a captain of ten thousand. Later, he met the person responsible in his life, General Klass, and received an olive branch from the eastward expansion faction, heading to the far east to open up the future of the legion. He still remembered what General Klass said to him ten years ago

There is no doubt that Lord Qi Shuai is a great mother, but it is a pity that the Triumph City has decayed. Those who rely on their ancestors' cute wine bags and rice bags are intoxicated with the vast territory and luxurious life without thinking about progress, and have completely forgotten the hatred and hatred of a century and a half ago. In pursuit of the ambition to conquer the world, unity was forgotten. If they are allowed to decay, this empire that relies on war to maintain itself will one day fall apart.

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

Griffin still remembers how excited he was at that time, and he wanted to step onto the front line immediately and fire the first shot to expand the territory. Unfortunately, he soon discovered that things were not as simple as he imagined.

The far-sighted men of the eastward expansion faction died one after another during the expedition. Their sacrifices did not receive sympathy from the City of Triumph, which strengthened the power of the eastward expansion faction. On the contrary, it weakened the power of the eastward expansion faction because of the withering of talents. 2

Even after seeing the strength of the Great Rift Valley, even the commander of the Eastern Legion changed his original support for them, and his attitude became unclear. If he were young, he would have felt angry and humiliated at the betrayal of his colleagues. But now, he no longer gets angry, he only calmly thinks about how to solve the problem. Using one's own sacrifice to win the support of other factions is a wrong line in itself. 1

General Klaas has paid the price with his life for this. Instead of getting charity from onlookers, it has made their political power even more marginalized. 1 In the final analysis, the other factions did not get any benefits from the expedition, but instead saw endless disasters. Only by bringing people from other factions together to advance and retreat together can it be possible to unite those mediocre people who have their own thoughts. 2

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

After that, he used the Luoxia Province and the mutant tribes in the Great Desert as opponents, and carefully planned one victory after another, allowing those young talents who longed to make achievements to see the hope of earning meritorious deeds, traveling thousands of miles Come support your career. 1If everything goes well.

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

And even if things don't go smoothly, other factions involved in the process will have to increase their bets on him. !

For example, the nuclear bill and the previous Saber fighter jet were obtained from the faction to which they belonged through his officers who belonged to other factions, especially those who were from well-known families.

As for the legacy left by General Klass, he himself had long spent all of it during the expedition. And if the progress is extremely unsatisfactory

He can also use the sacrifice of everyone, including himself, to unite 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 placed on the radio. Before he could speak, a familiar voice came from the other end of the receiver. "I am Joseph.

Hearing this name, Griffin felt relieved. He knew that this person was the subordinate of the commander of the Eastern Army. For him to take over the command showed that the marshal had not given up on them. 1 However, before he could relax, the second sentence that came from the receiver caused the color to drain from his face in an instant. "The Marshal has seen your plan. It's not just me who comes to Luoxia Province, but also Cohen from Triumph City." Griffin's face turned slightly pale. After a long time, he swallowed and asked. What did he say.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while. Instead of answering the question, he asked instead. "Are you loyal?"

After vaguely guessing something, Griffin replied with a trembling voice.

"I have no doubt about the loyalty of the Marshal. "Very well," Joseph paused for a moment and continued, "You have two choices, die as a hero, or die as a traitor. You know what I mean, The choice is up to you. "Griffin's Adam's apple moved. Did I do something wrong?" Joseph said calmly.

"Going to war with enterprises will not bring us any benefits, and His Majesty the Marshal thinks so too. I can understand your mood, but now is not the time to do that." This "you" completely drew a line between them. the boundaries between. Griffin was silent for a long time.

"I get it." "You have twenty minutes.

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

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 temporary command room.

His name was Karloff, he was the captain of Griffin's personal guard, and he was also his most trusted subordinate, whom he trusted even more than that adjutant. After standing at attention and giving a military salute in front of Griffin, Karloff said cleanly. "Sir, you are looking for me," Griffin said slowly. "I'm going to die in a quarter of an hour. Karloff froze on the spot.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at General Griffin in surprise and said in disbelief. "What are you talking about"

"Don't panic, this is an order from His Majesty the Marshal." Griffin continued calmly, "To make a long story short, I need you to do the last two things for me. The first is to declare to the public that the cause of my death was a stroke, and the second... You must keep an eye on my body, and no one may come near it. No autopsy shall be conducted, and no one shall know the cause of my death, until my body is delivered into the hands of Joseph, who will take me back to the city of Triumph.

After a pause, he continued.

"Also, my suicide note is in my suitcase. Please deliver it to my family for me.

Karloff's face changed with expressions of surprise, anger and disbelief. He couldn't believe that the great marshal would give such an order. The great legion will never sacrifice any Wilantian for the sake of compromise, let alone a general with outstanding merits. Absolutely impossible!

There must be some villain behind this.

He clenched his fists, eyes flashing with anger, and took a step forward to speak. 1"Sir, how about we do it one by one?" Griffin interrupted him.

"Don't think so. After my death, I will be awarded the honor of a hero and receive a state funeral as a general in the city of Triumph. I don't want my half-life efforts and honors to be wasted because of a small mistake. "

"Promise me, Karloff, just let me go alone, not to hate any of our compatriots, not to resist." There was a hint of pleading in Griffin's voice.

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

Seeing the young man in front of him nodding, Griffin finally had a happy smile on his face and changed into a gentle tone. "My deputy will take over command, Fort Horn will surrender to the Alliance, and ceasefire negotiations will be concluded in the near future. This war is over." "You will be able to go home in a while."

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

Holding back the sadness and tears in his heart, Karloff gritted his teeth and turned his head, turning his back to his respected general and walked out of the door. Looking at the empty room and letting go of everything, Griffin felt more relaxed. actually

Their efforts are not in vain. 1

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

With direct support from Triumph City, they will have a more powerful vassal for up to ten years. At that time, it is not a bad idea to move eastward. And their sacrifices will also become the motivation for the Wilante people to continue moving forward. There will always be people who sympathize with them.

There will always be people who continue what they have left unfinished. "The world will eventually 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 box. It contains a neurotoxin capsule.

It would allow him to die painlessly and keep his body intact. "No one can kill me.

Griffin grinned, threw the capsule into his mouth, and drank the red wine in one gulp. Except myself.

After putting down the cup, he chose a comfortable position and leaned on the chair, closing his eyes. I can sleep longer this time.

Less than ten minutes after Griffin's death, the news quickly spread among the top officers of the Horn Castle, causing a storm. His deputy, General Alec, immediately took over the control of the Horn Castle and the garrison. 0

Griffin's Guard Captain Karloff cooperated with the transition of the temporary commander, but refused to hand over the general's body, claiming that they would stay in the bunker until General Joseph relieved them of their orders.

Of course, Alec had no need to anger Griffin's men. He and the officers who knew their defeat was certain just wanted to go home.

He ignored Gritton's affairs. The first thing he did after taking over the command was to restore communication with the Adjudicator, report the real situation in the fortress to the newly arrived governor, and communicate how to act in an honorable manner. "Departure from the Horn Keep".

If they don't want this war to continue endlessly, the Alliance soldiers surrounding the fortress should not do anything too cruel.

The alliance commander had shouted to them before that as long as they put down their weapons, they could evacuate from the safe passage designated by the alliance to a nearby river embankment where they could obtain food and water. Veliki paced back and forth in the tent.

He also just learned the news that Griffin was dead, but because the No. 5 defense area where he was located was some distance from the headquarters, he was not sure whether the news was true or false.

At this time, footsteps came from the door.

Looking at his confidant appearing at the door, Velic asked immediately. "Griffin is dead." The confidant nodded seriously. "Yes.

A trace of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Wei Qi's face, but he quickly held it back and continued to ask while looking at the confidant. "How did he die?" The confidant hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"Griffin's guard captain Karloff claimed that it was a stroke, but there were many doubts. They refused the military doctor to perform an autopsy on Griffin, and claimed that they would hand it over to the new commander-in-chief, General Joseph. I suspect that the cause of his death may be different. Something was fishy. After a pause, he continued.

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

Welic asked with a solemn expression.

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

"I don't know, but Griffin has been investigating the mole Karloff who assassinated him that day. Maybe he suspected us, so he refused to hand over Griffin's body and asked that the body be sent to General Joseph. .""How can we?"

Velici sneered and was about to think about how it was possible. After all, no matter how stupid his colleagues were, they would not take action immediately after experiencing a failure. But he quickly thought that when the assassination failed a few days ago, he had actually secretly entrusted a powerful subordinate to kill Griffin. Could it be

It was really that pangolin that did it

Wei Qi had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was that he thought it was possible. After all, the reason for a stroke sounded really lame, and it sounded like nonsense at first glance. He had learned how cunning Griffin was. This guy couldn't have deceived all of them without two brushes. Under the heavy protection of the personal guards and the bunker, he was able to kill Griffin without anyone noticing and escape unscathed. What is the origin of this pangolin? Weiqi thought for a long time and then said. "Fetch the pangolin for me.

The confidant standing in the camp obviously thought about it with him, and nodded seriously. "yes.

He knew very well that his lord was moved by his love for talents. If that pangolin really has such abilities, there is no doubt that he is a worthy target. This person not only has the bravery to single-handedly decapitate the mother of deathclaws on the battlefield when one is against a thousand, but he also has the ability to decapitate a general under heavy protection. Even General McClun was full of praise for his bravery. Following Colway as a captain of thousands was really a bit humiliating. The henchman who received the order was about to turn around and leave. Veliki suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, does he have any hobby for money, women, power, or something else?"

The confidant stopped, lowered his head and thought for a moment. "He was never flirtatious with women in the army, nor did he like gold and silver. He didn't show much pursuit of power. He didn't seem to have any other hobbies except eating!!!!

It's a bit tricky. But it's actually normal. Most of the wastelanders live a primitive life and have no concept of the word prosperity, so the dinar naturally has no attraction to them.

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

If a foreigner wants to marry a Weiland girl, it's not possible if his family doesn't have a mine, let alone the daughter of an official. In the legion, even if the status of an officer cannot be compared with that of a military attache, he is still an officer. With an idea in mind, Wei Qi looked at him and said.

"This way...!!! You go to the kitchen, ask the chef to prepare a table of good wine and food and send it here, and then invite the pangolin over!" the confidant nodded. "yes

At the same time, somewhere in the Horn Keep.

The battlefield atmosphere team did not know that the target he wanted to assassinate was dead, nor did they know that he had been put in the spotlight before he took action.

When he found out that his choices would affect the game's future plot and even the direction of the version, his mood was not as happy as the fun people on the forum imagined. Looking at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand, Zhanjie Lao, squatting in the latrine, cursed and complained. "Damn it, I wish I could save a file.

The note was sent by Welch before, and it contained Griffin's recent itinerary. However, there is basically no difference whether this thing is present or not, because Griffin has been hiding in the bunker since the last assassination. Inside, barely coming out.

The only reliable chance is the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, Gritton will go to inspect the defense area where he is located. Maybe he can take the opportunity to do something. However, it is foreseeable that there will be a large group of powerful awakened people guarding that guy. Even if he successfully finds the opportunity to shoot, he will probably be in trouble. He didn't care if Griffin died or not. 1

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

If possible, he hopes to read both the killing and non-killing plots, recycle "BE" by the way, and then choose the one with the highest profit. This is how he plays most RPG games.

However!!! That is a single player game.

In Wasteland OL, the player's influence on the world line is permanent, so it is obviously impossible to do so.

After excerpting the contents of the note into a notebook in another world, the war veteran threw it into the pit and flushed it away. 1 picked up his pants and came out of the toilet. He walked towards the barracks not far away, intending to ask Colway for his opinion before making a decision. After all, it is a life-long friendship. Colway would never harm him. 3

Of course, the most important thing was Teng Teng's nonsense that reminded him.

When he came with General Welich that day, Brother Colway's hesitant words and tone really made him a little concerned. But he didn't have the chance to ask at the time, and he forgot about it later. The door of the barracks.

The field veteran looked at the guard on duty and said, "I'm looking for Chief Colway."

Recognizing the face of the pangolin, the guard gave a military salute. "Chief Colway is not here, he went over there." As he said that, he pointed in the west direction. "Thanks.

Warfield Lao nodded and walked in the direction pointed by the guard. Sure enough, he saw Colway next to a tent piled with debris.

I saw him sitting on the cement steps smoking a cigarette, looking at the rows of concrete fortifications on the distant position and the setting sun in a trance, and he didn't even realize that the cigarette butts had burned to the edge of his fingers.

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

Zhanjie Lao nodded, walked over and sat down next to him. "General Velich sent me a letter.

Dusting off the ashes from his cigarette butt, Colway said a little irritably. "He urges you to take action." Warfield Lao nodded.

"Well, he provided General Griffin's itinerary. The day after tomorrow is the only chance. After listening to his words in silence, Colway spoke.

"Is there an inspection the day after tomorrow? You shouldn't tell me this kind of thing. If I were Griffin's man, you would be dead by now." The veteran of the field rolled his eyes in his heart. Stop bragging.

You are a direct descendant of McClun, how could he have found you without Velici! Being dull and taciturn is just his personality, he is not really stupid. but

There is no need to say those words.

"I believe in you," Warfield Lao shook his head and looked at him seriously and said, "You will always be my commander." Hearing these words, a trace of relief appeared on Colway's expressionless face. smile. I didn't expect that I also had a confidant, but soon the happy smile became tinged with a hint of loneliness.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, he sighed and said. "I'm very happy to hear what you said. It would be great if everyone was like you." "Like me." Warfield Lao was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why he said that. "That's right, loyal, brave, and magnanimous.!! Without a trace of hypocrisy." Coleway nodded his cigarette butt and said this casually.

However, the speaker did not mean it, but the listener did. The old soldier sitting next to him blushed involuntarily and looked away in embarrassment.

It’s okay like me!!

All the people in Willant are like me, and the legion will be finished soon. After coughing, the battlefield veteran changed the topic from himself, "What about you?"

"I" A trace of confusion appeared in Colway's face, and he shook his head after a long time, "I'm not sure." Zhanjixin glanced at him unexpectedly.

I didn't expect that this guy who always talks about loyalty would be so hesitant. Colway paused and continued.

"How should I put it? The loyalty I understand is the loyalty of one mind and the unity from the bottom up, but what I saw is not like that. When he said this, his heart was extremely complicated.

When he was just a centurion, he had never thought so much. It wasn't until after McClun's death that he was promoted to centurion by Griffin and assigned to Velici's ten-thousand-strong team that he gradually came into contact with Inside information that was originally out of reach. The actual legion was not a hemp rope with thousands of silk threads twisted into one as he imagined, but a blanket made of wool threads that twisted left and right. Just like now.

General Griffin wants everyone to die with him.

In order to realize his long-cherished wish of conquering the Great Rift Valley, in order to unite all the timid Confucians and competing factions, 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 to Legion, loyalty to the Marshal. 1

However, Welich and other subordinate captains did not want to die with the madman. They wanted Griffin to die to end 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 exactly is loyalty?

He even couldn't help but began to doubt whether he, who had never considered these things, could be called loyal, and which side was the right one to stand on. Looking at the confused Colway, the field elder didn't know how to comfort him. He could only say: Following his taciturn character, he asked in a low voice. 1 "What should I do?" "I don't know, my dear friend.

Colway sighed, dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and stamped it out.

He clapped his hands and stood up. He looked at his comrade next to him who had experienced life and death with him. He forced a smile on his face and patted his shoulder hard. "There will always be times when people need to make their own choices. Just go ahead and follow your heart. No matter how 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 war veteran nodded and watched as Colway's back disappeared around the corner not far away. Very wrong.

This "good brother" is destined to be disappointed.

He is not the "most loyal" at all, but as long as there is a little bit of Valantian blood in his veins, the things he does are enough to make him go to hell after death. Not surprisingly, he is probably the only spy here. After all, in such a short period of time, the Alliance had no time to deploy other intelligence personnel in the legion and build an intelligence network. Of those arrested before, 80% of them were wrongfully accused. "It's difficult to deal with."

Shaking his head, the old man stood up with a headache. According to the schedule provided by General Velici, the day after tomorrow is the best opportunity. No matter what, he must make a decision as soon as possible. Only in this way can he gain support from Velici.

For example, help him prepare weapons in advance, or create commotion at a specific time.

There are many powerful awakened people among Griffin's guards, including second-stage or even third-stage experts, and even players similar to the perception system. In addition, the failed assassination some time ago has made Griffin alert, and he himself is 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 exposed, the pangolin's mission is considered 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 while bandaging his wounds, and the question that he thought he was too edible, Zhanjie Lao scratched the back of his head. never mind.

No matter what, he is still an undercover agent.

Now that the mission is completed, let’s meet again by chance. At this moment, two people walked up not far away. The old man in the field recognized them, they were General Velici's men. One of the henchmen walked up to him and whispered with twinkling eyes. General Velich invites you to come. Are we discussing the specific details of the action?

Deciding to play out his character as a ruthless person who doesn't talk much until the end, the battlefield veteran looked calm and relaxed, and nodded lightly. "Um.

Perhaps he was stunned by his "powerful spirit". The battlefield atmosphere team clearly felt that the eyes of the two guys looking at him were instantly different, as if they were looking up to a real master.

Is it an illusion?

While he was pondering in his mind, he had already followed the three of them to the door of Welich's tent.

The two stood consciously by the door, one on the left and one on the right. After glancing at the two people with respectful expressions, the battlefield elder didn't think much and strode toward the tent alone. There is a table inside the snow tent.

It was filled with sumptuous food and fine wine, including his favorite roasted pig's trotters, stewed beef, roasted fish and chicken, and his favorite chicken soup. A month ago, no one cared about this big fish and meat meal, but now that the supplies in the fortress are running low, it is still difficult to prepare such a table. Warlord couldn't help but swallowed. Good guy.

Is this a farewell gift to yourself?

It seemed that when he sent him the itinerary, the guy already had a tacit understanding of the day on which he would take action. Velich, wearing a military uniform, sat directly opposite the dining table.

The expression on his face was hard to tell. It was hard to tell whether it was gratitude, reverence, fear, or a little bit of both. Since it was a farewell ceremony for him, Zhan Jie Xin was not polite and sat down across the dining table in an open manner.

Just when he was about to go straight to the point and state his decision, Captain Velichan did not wait for him to speak. He took the lead in raising a glass filled with red wine and said solemnly.

"On behalf of the hundreds of officers at Fort Bugle 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 veteran was stunned. I haven't done anything yet. .

Outside store.

Is it too early to thank you now?

After sitting there motionless for two seconds, he frowned and asked. "What did I do?"

This sentence originally had no profound meaning.

But combined with his calm and calm expression, this ordinary question sounded to Wei Qi's ears with a hint of knowingly asking.

Velic immediately understood what he meant, smiled knowingly, and gave Comrade Pangolin sitting opposite an "I understand" wink.

"Understood! You didn't do anything! On this day worth celebrating, let's not mention that unlucky lunatic! "Battlefield Old Man""

Without waiting for the taciturn expert to speak, Velici drank all the red wine in the glass and greeted him warmly with a smile on his face. "Eat quickly. This table is prepared for you.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about being too public and arousing others' suspicion. General Alec, who is the acting commander, is one of ours...Griffin is dead. Even if there are his concubines here, those guys will only You can be a good person with your tail between your legs."

"It's over! Thanks to you, this stupid war is finally over! When we get back to Triumph City, I'll take you to eat something good! Griffin is dead. Hearing the news, Battlefield Lao looked pitiful.

Combined with Velic's sudden enthusiastic attitude, he immediately realized that this guy probably thought that the assassin who committed the murder was himself. No wonder

Griffin was sitting in the bunker fine. Unless someone was assassinating him, it was impossible for him to hit his head against the wall and die. But this thing is too strange.

Silently, he grabbed a piece of chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth. Under Wanfu Chang's smiling eyes, the war veteran ate it without any ceremony. No matter what, it's not like he has trouble with food, and he happens to be hungry too.

If the captain wants to misunderstand, just let him misunderstand. Anyway, if he doesn't express his position, the guy won't be able to say it everywhere, let alone investigate the cause of Griffin's death in a boring way.

As for silence, that is even more impossible.

Don't say that there is no evidence to prove that you did it. Even if there is evidence, so what?

Griffin's direct line has been suppressed, and the new governor is from Triumph City. The eastward expansion faction is finished. All those who support the ceasefire will regard him as "one of their own." Zhanjie Lao suddenly felt a little melancholy. I didn't expect Griffin to die like this.

But having said that, this battle is 90% over. Is my undercover mission completed? He hasn't archived files for half a year.

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