Dragon Zero

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Just as Bing Zhixie came to the front barracks, something happened in the barracks of Moyue.

The night was quiet and lonely. Even in the barracks, most of the officers and soldiers had fallen asleep late at night. Only the soldiers on duty were still busy. In the war room, Philippe Ruhr and the military personnel analyzed the situation in front of them and judged the possibility of reigniting the war.

An officer said: "General, I think whether or not to fight again, some things still need to be prepared early."

"what's up?"

The officer said: "Oh, prisoners of war, especially captives like Fried, we should no longer stay in the barracks."

"Yes." Ruhr nodded. "Before thinking about the current peace talks, St. Bikya will definitely talk about exchanging prisoners of war and returning to Freed, so he has been staying in the barracks, preparing to return to St. Bikya, but Now it seems that it is necessary to move him to the country."

"Besides, Freed holds a large number of secrets of the Saint Biquel's army, it is a pity to just put him back in this way."

"Well, take him off the frontline tomorrow morning."

In the camp, in the room where Freed was detained, Freed was sitting on the bed thinking about the previous defeat. The emotion of remorse and anger in his heart was overwhelming: "If it wasn’t for the situation in the army, the last battle would never be defeated. It's so miserable~! Damn Almeida, Damn..."

Annoyed, I only heard a noise outside the door, and then a masked person came into the house and closed the door.

Freed looked at the sneaky masked man, his eyes narrowed.

The masked man chuckled softly: "Fried, I heard all of your regrets in the room just now. You must be very angry and sad. You lost in the last battle."

Freed stared at him all the time and said, "Sneaky sneaked up to visit me in the middle of the night. You are suspicious. Who are you?"

The masked man didn’t answer him, he moved his chair and sat across from him: "Do you think your failure is an unexpected result? No, no, your defeat is inevitable, not because of Philips’ tactical plan How good it is, but failure is no longer the same in your army."

"Huh~" Fried said slightly, "I won that battle, and if it weren't for such an accident, it wouldn't fail, so Philippe Ruhr never beat me, and I really beat Ruhr."

"Oh? Since you won, why did you fall to the present end?" Masked said: "Lose is to lose, win is to win, I said that your failure is not an accident, but an inevitable, so the person who wins must also be the Philippines Lip Ruhr. You must be very dissatisfied in your heart, right? You are thinking that if there is no such power struggle in the Saint Bikya empire, you will not fail. That’s right, so I also feel sorry for you, sorry for you I haven’t met a good country, and there is no empire that fully supports you in World War I."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Look at your country, because of power and internal struggle, and because of power, the frontline soldiers are in danger." The masked man said with a smile: "The end of the civil war, your king does not want to appease the soldiers, but expands further. The attack on Zalborg’s forces. Do you think Almeida was the only one escaping? You probably don’t know these days, because of the domestic political massacre, there are a lot of generals in the frontline of General San Biqueya. Abandoned the country and fled abroad. There is such a selfish and self-interested king who consolidates his throne, how can your soldiers be undefeated?"

Fried said coldly: "Well, if you want to use this to challenge me to betray my country, then you are dreaming."

"Huh? Really? I just want you to see your country clearly. A corrupt, infighting, power-hungry country, or this world is like this." The masked man smiled and said: "Look at it , Look at this world, look at your country, because of selfishness led to the tragic death of countless front-line soldiers, how ugly such a country is, and you, as a member of these soldiers, actually worked for such ugliness, really It’s ridiculous, it’s a pity."

Fried looked at him for a long time: "It seems that you are someone with a different purpose."

Then there was a noise outside the door, and the masked man said to Fried: "Okay, I won't tell you any more. I will give you a chance to see all this clearly. Now you tell me, I Take you away."

"Ok?"

Masked humane: "Is it more humiliating to leave with me than to be a prisoner of war in the magic moon?"

"Okay, I'll go with you."

The masked man opened the door, and saw a guard on each side of the door, but there were two identical bodies lying at the feet of the two guards...

Escaped from the barracks, the masked man and two guards stopped. Masked said: "He will give it to you, take him away quickly."

"Yes."

"Wait." Freed called out the masked man. "Take off your mask. I want to know who you are."

"Humph." The masked man took off his mask.

"Oh it's you."

Luminous thief Charles said: "You didn't expect it. The person who caught you is me, and the one who saved you is me."

"What the **** are you?"

"Well..." Charles smiled. "You'll know it soon." After a slap, he stunned Fried, whose strength was already restricted.

Soon, the news of Fried's disappearance spread in the barracks. Ruhr took the man to the room where Fried was held, looked at the two corpses in front of the door, and went into the house again.

An officer checked around and said, "This chair is placed opposite the bed. The traces on the bed show that the person who came in had a conversation with Fried. Will it be sent to rescue by St. Vikya?" People?"

"No." Huy said: "It is possible to sneak into the barracks silently to take people away without being discovered. I think it must have been done by insiders who are familiar with the military. And if it is a person rescued by Saint Bequia, it should be You won’t be in a mood to sit down and talk to Fried. Only people who know the military can do this."

Ruhr said: "It seems that the mouse lurking in our army has finally moved. Ask someone to pack up the body, bury it well, and send people around to search for clues."

"Yes."

Going back to the war room, Huy said: "This man is not a Saint Vikya, what did he do to rescue Fried at this time?"

"It's useless to think about it." Ruhr said: "Hey, you go to the officers above the Brigadier Generals and ask them what they are doing at this time."

"understood."

A few hours later, before dawn, Charles hurried all the way back to his barracks. In a separate room, Sur came forward and asked, "General, are things done?"

"Well, people have been taken away safely. What's your situation?"

Sur said: "A few hours ago, Tongyi from the base camp sent a letter to ask what the lieutenant generals were doing. I also specifically asked you about the general. Alcohol is not allowed in I. I think it's plausible."

"Well." Charles said: "Ruhr has been wary of the hidden people in the army, but nothing has happened, and he can't find anything. This time there is such a big thing, he must be strict. Withdrawal, I think he should guess that we are not from San Vikya."

"Is there any way for the general?"

Charles said: "Relax, as long as we do things carefully, he can hardly find anything. Moreover, the person who caught Freed is also me, he will not be so skeptical of me as other officers, and his attention will not be put on me. Body. But even so, I still have to cause him some trouble to distract him. Now there seems to be movements in St. Vikya, oh, since then I might as well make things bigger. Be the first to provoke war against St. Vizia, then the future will surely expand indefinitely."

Surdao: "But King Moyue did not impose strict orders and ordered the army not to allow preemption?"

"The order is dead, the person is alive, will we not design it ourselves?"

"You mean that we are going to attack?"

Charles looked at him coldly and said, "You are stupid to say that you are stupid. You are not as clever as Lansen. Just take the soldiers to fight, don't you find yourself dead? You listen to me. The team will patrol the sand, and the number will be a little more, preferably hundreds of people."

"Send so many people to the sand!?" Sur said: "That's next to the area under the control of Saint Biquel. Sending troops to patrol there will cause Saint Biquel to be nervous...ah I see, It turns out that General means that."

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Early the next morning, Bing Zhixie got up. It was not that he did not want to sleep, but that there was a training noise in the barracks, which made him unable to sleep well. Because he was the chief of staff of Widmila, he was placed in the center of the camp, not far from the center of the operational command.

At this moment the sky was bright, Bing Zhixie was standing in the corridor of the small building, watching the soldiers gathered in the playground, or three or two teams running in a hurry, or the soldiers lined up neatly waving their swords to practice their training. The officers were on the sidelines, directing their movements. Bing Zhixie felt that this kind of life was quite novel and looked at it aside.

Soon it was already dawning, and some officers who had got up early or late had already come out. The officers who lived in the officer's small building looked at Bingzhixie's eyes and didn't even see them twice.

In the conference room of the Parliament, Vidmila was still asleep on the chair. The lieutenant general and the staff he had called were all there, but they did not dare to disturb him. However, he has ordered the generals of the army to come here for a meeting to discuss the follow-up battle.

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