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Chapter 298 Are you dead?

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    At this moment, Clijsters Base fell into extreme chaos.

    A large number of soldiers rushed out of the barracks in a panic, gathered in the open space, and looked around blankly with the junior officers who led them.  On the tarmac, the mechas started one after another, making the sound of metal friction when the machinery stretched.  However, they also did not receive instructions.  The fighter plane scrambled into the air from the concealed ejection port, circling in the sky.  The pilots were at a loss, listening to the chaotic communications and looking at the empty radar.

    There are no invading enemies.  nothing.  Is this just a drill?

    Everything seemed so weird.

    Stephen's body has been carried into the small building.

    Duke Victor stood quietly in front of the window of the small building, with his back to the corpse of his nephew, watching the chaos of the base outside the window, as if suddenly aged ten years.

    He couldn't believe that someone assassinated Stephen at this moment and this place!  He also couldn't believe that the situation could deteriorate so quickly.  Everything is like a dream.  How he wished that time could go back to before Stephen walked out of the small building.

    Who gave the order to sound the alarm?  Among the twenty-one senior generals, apart from the seven absolute direct descendants of the Howard family in front of me, where did the other fourteen go?

    Duke Victor felt dizzy for a while.  With both hands, you have to support the window sill very hard, so that your body can continue to maintain balance.  He understood very well that the so-called tree fell and the monkeys scattered.  Which of these aristocrats with their own ulterior motives is not a figure who raised his eyebrows and rolled in the conspiracy contingency.  Seeing Stephen being sniped and killed in broad daylight, they naturally made a choice as quickly as possible.

    Adding a mistake, there has been a change at this moment, right?  Have the troops with numerous factions on the front line received orders from their respective masters to start fighting passively to preserve their strength?  At this time, who is willing to spend the force in their hands unreservedly on wrongdoing?

    In order to add to the problem of the use of troops in the defensive war, it has not been a day or two for the major nobles to be secretly turbulent.  With Stephen around, plus Howard's power, Zola and the right shifted to play with the balance, but the troops controlled by these nobles could be invested in a little bit.

    Although the hearts of these nobles are bleeding, they are helpless!

    As the ostensibly sole heir of the Morton family, Stephen is the banner of the entire Gacharin old power system.  It is the only link that holds this disjointed group together.  What he represents is the entire ruling class!

    The Gacharin royal family has ruled Gacharin for hundreds of years, and has been working hard to unite this class, which is dominated by Vibo people and ultra-nationalists, around itself by various means.  Whether it is education, economy, politics, military, almost all policies serve the interests of this class and the stable status of the royal family.

    Every Gacharin ruler understands that without the foundation of rule and the support of stakeholders, it is impossible to grasp absolute power.  Therefore, the aristocratic class of Gacharin has mastered more than 60% of the country's wealth, and the Gacharin Weibo tribe enjoys special rights over many other races.

    It is this class that supports Gacharin's traditional ruling power.  Let the Morton family stand for hundreds of years, let resistance be suppressed again and again, let Gacharin's traditional forces still gather into the largest armed group after coups, defeats, and the emperor's capture, and still control the country's economy and  Military pulse.

    Especially the youth power of this class, they are determined and determined, they have no choice, the education they receive and the rights they enjoy have already tied them to the chariot of the Morton family.  It is impossible for them to make this country democratic and allow other peoples to lead themselves.

    But now, Stephen is dead.  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was shot off half of the skull.  The Weibo people loyal to Gacharin's royal family lost their allegiance at this moment.  Stephen's death, in the minds of these people, is tantamount to the collapse of the last pillar of the entire empire.

    Without Stephen, there is no royal power that has ruled this country for hundreds of years.  No matter how hard the nobles struggle, the disintegration of this class is imminent.  Although the Howard family is married to the royal family, they are not the royal family after all.  And there are six such families in Gacharin!

    At this time, if the nobles don't think about their own family interests, don't reserve their strength for the future, and don't leave a little capital for themselves to rely on other forces, they are not Gacharin nobles.

    They may sacrifice for the royal family, but they will definitely not sacrifice for the Howard family!  The education they received since they were young and the undercurrents in the noble circle have already taught these nobles how to survive in this world that is noble and civilized on the outside, but dripping with blood on the inside.?Add three mechs, and now we are the only ones left. When the people behind come up, I'm already past the first seven!  "

    "What are you talking about?" The corporal glanced back, then listened for a long time with his ears sideways, and said in confusion, "Why is the voice on the other side getting smaller and smaller."

    "Stephen is dead!" At the end of the queue, a soldier with a communicator and earphones suddenly called out.

    "What?" Everyone, including the corporal, stared at the signal soldier dumbfounded.

    "Stephen is dead!" The soldier stared straight at everyone, with a particularly bright brilliance in his eyes: "Skynet has already captured the picture, and he was shot in the head by the fat commander of the 19th Division! Now, this  The screen has been sent to all mechas, our regiment, the news was released by the regiment leader himself!"

    "One shot to the head?" The corporal and several soldiers looked at each other in dismay: "One is to the east, and the other is to the west. It's impossible to fight together!"

    "The fat man parachuted to the southeast of Jiacuo, and sneaked in through the defense line!" The soldier with the communicator on his back listened, and his mouth was incoherent with excitement: "It's so fucking inhuman, a man with a gun, ran away!"  After more than two hundred kilometers, I will kill Stephen when I go in!"

    There was a dead silence.  The corporal shook his head, as if he was desperately trying to digest this unrealistic news. Suddenly, his eyes froze.

    To the west and south, infantrymen in the uniform of the Independent Army, first one or two, and then one team of two teams, as if a movie theater is over.  By the end more and more.  Swarming, led by dozens of mechas, rolling towards this side.

    In the distance, a loud and clear charge horn resounded through the world.

    ** *************

    Team after team of soldiers from the Stephen Group, at the urging of the officers, climbed up every hill around the Clijsters base.  They bowed their waists, formed skirmish lines, and carefully searched every jungle, every hillside, and every grass.

    Hundreds of mechs participated in this search.

    It is different from infantry who repeatedly combs the search area.  Except for a few mecha squads who were scattered in every area of ??the mountain area as planned to conduct fixed-point blockades.  The other mecha fighters are all radial, spreading to the surroundings at a high speed.  Use the speed of the mech to prevent the target from leaving.

    Looking down from the sky, the densely packed infantry and the mechs criss-crossing the mountains formed a huge fishing net!

    Above, a death order has been issued.  If you can't catch people in one day, you will search for one day, and if you can't catch people in a year, you will search for one year!

    The soldiers were a little depressed: who was the sniper who was searching, what kind of clothes he was wearing, did he sneak in from the outside, or was he someone from this base at all.  I don't know the physical characteristics, so what's the use of going up the mountain to search?

    Everyone's mind is not on the search.  There was only one question secretly passed between each other: "Stephen, is he dead?"

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