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941 is about to cry

"Are you kidding me... We've been waiting here for two hours." Looking at the electronic watch on his wrist, the commander of the 116th Armored Grenadier Division of Ireland frowned and complained.

He had too many things to deal with. As a result, he had to wait for a full two hours to pick up the plane, which made him a little irritated.

In fact, due to the need for military confidentiality, he didn't even know what kind of person he was waiting for here.

According to his speculation, he is probably the new Grand Consul of Briburn or the Southern District - but no matter how great the Consul is, he doesn't need a military commander like him to serve him here, right?

The two sides are not directly under the system, so he does not need to give any face to the great consul, and the other party has nothing to do with him.

"I'm already busy enough, but I ended up wasting time just standing here watching the planes take off and land." The division commander continued to complain to his adjutant: "Let my troops withdraw from the epidemic area and then go to Briburn.

Stand by outside the city, which bastard staff officer came up with this bullshit order?"

"The 116th Division can save hundreds of civilian lives a day in the epidemic area... As a result, my troops and I wasted a whole morning here." When he said this, he closed his mouth.

A total of 16 F-16 fighter jets under the jurisdiction of the military region flew across the sky, and a huge passenger plane landed on the runway amidst the roar of its engines.

Although he didn't know exactly who was in the plane, when he saw this formation, he knew that this person must be extremely noble.

When the huge passenger plane stopped at the end of the runway, the cabin door was pushed open from the inside. The gangway that had been prepared for a long time was connected to the plane. The first person to step out turned out to be a man wearing a Royal Guards uniform.

military attache.

Seeing the military attache of the Royal Guards, the commander of the 116th Panzergrenadier Division, who had always been impatient, closed his legs and saluted the aircraft with the most solemn expression, as if he were on a pilgrimage.

Princess Jessica, wearing a black professional skirt and black sunglasses, stood in the middle of the plane's cabin door, overlooking the two officers who came to pick up the plane, then she opened her imaginative calves and walked slowly

Walked down the red carpeted stairs.

Behind Princess Jessica, an old man held a staff and followed with a solemn expression. Behind him, staff members carrying briefcases filed out one by one.

"I'm sorry, because of my willfulness, I kept the colonel waiting for so long." Walking in front of the commander of the 116th Division, Princess Jessica showed a smile and whispered an apology.

When the commander of the 116th Division didn't know what to say, Her Royal Highness the Princess had already walked towards the car waiting in the distance.

Then the old man who passed by the commander of the 116th Division also said: "Because the princess decided to come here to help at the last moment, she was more than two hours late, keeping you waiting for a long time."

The old man had no intention of introducing himself, and he continued to walk forward. A secretary following the old man showed the commander of the 116th Division a letter of appointment signed by His Majesty the Emperor, and introduced: "This

Your Excellency is the Deputy Prime Minister of the Empire, Lord Alves, who will temporarily act as the Grand Consul of the Southern Region until the area recovers."

"Mr. Colonel, your troops will be temporarily placed under the command of Lord Alves as a special operations force to maintain regional stability... In addition... your troops are also responsible for the safety of Her Royal Highness Princess Jessica." This name.

After the secretary introduced the task, he quickly followed Alves.

The fourth person who passed by the commander of the 116th Division was a chief of staff specially sent by the General Staff. After he stood at attention and saluted the commander of the 116th Division, he handed the commander a list: "Arrest all the people here...!

Then go to the Grand Consul’s Residence in the Southern District to report the arrest process!”

On the way here, based on various reports, Alves drew up a list of old nobles that needed to be dealt with.

This list is almost full of empire bugs, and each of them has enough "political achievements" for Chris to sign a death warrant.

"Arrest them all?" The commander of the 116th Division looked at the list, and the expression on his face became wonderful.

Here are the old city lords of Briburn and the old nobles in the city - these people abandoned their people when the demons invaded, and after driving away the demons in Ellandhill, they came back to continue to dominate.

blessing.

If it weren't for the factual and reliable intelligence provided by the intelligence department of the Elanthir Empire, they would still be in high positions and remain in the land of fish and meat.

In addition to the old nobles and the old city lords, there are also many wealthy businessmen and tycoons. These people drove up prices when the plague broke out and made a lot of money from the people.

Every penny they earn has the blood of local people on it, and there is no essential difference between them and those man-eating demons.

However, these people have great prestige in the local area, and their influence is even greater than that of the emperor Chris.

If we attack these people rashly, the local security and even the empire's rule here may be shaken.

"This..." After considering these issues, the commander of the 116th Division raised his head with some uncertainty.

Just in time, he caught the eye of the chief of staff. The other party seemed to have expected that he would have many questions, so he smiled and said, "What? They are harder to deal with than demons? Mr. Colonel?"

Hearing this question, the commander of the 116th Division immediately felt a sense of enlightenment and enlightenment.

He stood at attention and saluted, raised his chin and said: "Give me two hours, and I will lock them all into the military camp! No one can escape!"

"Very good! Execute the order! If there is resistance, justice will be done on the spot. If the other party cooperates, don't make it difficult and just control it!" the chief of staff warned: "After all, we are not the police... these people, the police

There are also legal officers who have to interrogate and accuse each of them one by one."

"Understood!" After the commander of the 116th Division finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the jeep he drove not far away.

As he walked, he asked his adjutant anxiously: "Just now...did I forget to say hello to Her Royal Highness?"

"Yes...really? I, I really didn't want to say hello..." The adjutant's voice was trembling with embarrassment.

"Then... then just now, did I... also forget to salute the Deputy Prime Minister?" The commander of the 116th Division felt that he might be done with his work as a commander...

His adjutant almost cried: "It seems...it seems that I didn't salute either..."


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