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Fuert: "..."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, remember to keep it secret."

Atadi gestured, "Don't worry, it must be tight-lipped!"

......

After bidding farewell to Atadi and returning to the surface, Forte reported the situation to Grant.

"General Commander, although the grandson of Atadi has some looseness, he is still unwilling to produce more scientific and technological data."

"Shit! Did he keep it and bring it in the coffin?"

"Uh... look at..."

Grant was silent for a moment, "Follow the plan."

Fort: "Understood!"

After ending the call, he immediately broadcasted his subordinates, and they were responsible for the mobilization of the people who were determined to join the Last Sun Empire.

It is said that it was the first batch of 100,000 people, but under the operation of overt and secret, more than 500,000 people passed directly. That is not all.

Fort has been operating for many years, how can the hidden energy be ordinary?

What's more, the full cooperation of the guards made it impossible to verify the people sent by Grande. In just one week, the number of people who fled from the Western Kingdom reached 1.2 million.

This data cannot be hidden sooner or later, but it will take a long time to expose it.

In such a chaotic situation, how can one count how many people defected in each city?

After learning about the situation, Altadi nodded happily. The two pigs, Grant and Forte, are really capable of taking this opportunity to infiltrate so many spies into the enemy. Once they use their power, how much will they cause? Confusion!

Grande has mixed joys and sorrows. What is happy is the smooth implementation of the plan, but what is worried is that he has already used his nirvana. If Altadi doesn't buy it, what else can he do?

Both parties concerned about the incident were unaware of other possibilities.

"Your Excellency, Forte, please see you."

Grant slowed down, "Quick, please come in."

"Yes!"

Not long afterward, Futter was enthusiastically brought in by the commander's entourage.

"Grand Commander, his subordinates are going to the guards. When they are parting, they will come to say goodbye to you."

Grande was just about to be happy, but it didn't seem right. After all, going deep into the enemy camp was dangerous, and he had to bear the reputation of a traitor for a long time.

So he pretended to be tragic and said: "Futt, I have wronged you. In the enemy camp, you must take care of your body. I am waiting for the moment when your glory returns!"

Futter was moved in a mess, choked up and said: "The commander..."

"Needless to say, I know everything..."

Fuert: "Huh huh?"

"..."

You know everything? What do you know? Why don't I understand it myself?

"Master, the subordinates bid farewell to this, we will have a period of time later."

Grant nodded heavily, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything at home for you."

Forte walked out of the commander's mansion with a heavy heart, and then his emotions began to reverse, until it was difficult to suppress the excitement, he bowed his head and got into his special car.

"Go, go to the guard base outside the city, and we will'refuge in' the Moyang Empire!"

"Yes!"

The confidants knew the plan and acted immediately.

The car quickly drove out of Shengcheng, this densely populated metropolis, became more and more mysterious in Futter's eyes, until it finally disappeared.

"Oh, goodbye, Shengcheng, I believe we will see you again soon!"

Forte's henchmen only knew that he had his own plans, but they didn't understand what he was thinking.

Listening to the deputy commander's self-talk, they thought that the mission would end soon, and then they returned to Shengcheng again.

After all, the ultimate goal Fert said to them was to replace Grande and assume the post of commander. Everyone's efforts for so many years have also gone in this direction.

However, until the car drove into the heavily guarded guard base, everyone realized that something was wrong.

The mighty and domineering'Iron Men' on both sides of the road actually saluted the convoy collectively.

This makes Forte's henchman confused. Is a surrendering deputy commander worthy of the enemy's respect?

With tears in his eyes, Futter's excited shoulders shrugged slightly.

"The deputy commander..." the subordinates finally couldn't help asking.

"Don't say much, you will know it later."

The subordinates can only put their doubts in their hearts and come to the enemy camp alone, not knowing whether they are facing blessings or disasters, and whether the safety of the deputy commander can be guaranteed.

The convoy finally came to a spacious inner courtyard, where thousands of guards and mecha fighters stood neatly, as well as a group of high-level figures who appeared to be administrative and military.

The car stopped, his subordinates opened the door for Fatra, and then carefully surrounded him, looking at the surrounding environment.

And secretly calculated in his heart, if an accident happens, whether he can protect the deputy commander well.

Regrettably, no matter what method is used, there seems to be no single chance of winning.

"salute!"

A yell from the guard camp shocked the entourage next to Fort.

Everyone saw all the people present, including the high-level staff, and after a loud shout, they paid a military salute to Fort neatly.

The heads of Futter's subordinates collectively confided, "What, fuck? Did the guard take the wrong medicine?"

However, more mysterious things are still to come.

They saw with their own eyes that the very familiar Deputy Commander Forte had tore off his scalp.

Take off your clothes.

"Deputy, deputy commander..."

Suddenly someone screamed, but Forte didn't hear it.

The clothes continued to be taken off piece by piece until they were naked.

However, the horrifying picture appeared, everyone moved their eyes down, and suddenly realized that under the deputy commander...no more...

"This......"

The boss of everyone's mouth was open, and his throat was throbbing, but there was no sound.

The high-level guards on the side of the guard watched with a smile.

Fort turned around, then started to move again.

Under everyone's gaze, the skin on his chest was torn apart.

There was not a drop of blood flowing out of the fragmented and shattered skin.

Everyone looked at the horrible picture with stiff expressions. It was not until Forte ripped all the skin apart that he discovered that there was a complicated device hidden under the skin.

Forte removed these devices one after another, and finally a low and fat middle-aged bald man turned into an enchanting figure, a delicate face, and a superb beauty with long fiery red hair!

I saw her two steps forward and said to all of her subordinates.

"Hello colleagues, meet again, my name is Tan Ya..."