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Chapter 499 This is our victory!
Dusk gradually fell.

Outside the Horn Fort, on the endless field as far as the eye can see, the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom squatting in the trenches were gnawing dry food, when they suddenly saw a white flag rising from the bunker in the distance.

At first the soldiers thought they had made a mistake.

It wasn't until they found that there was no one in the opposite position that more and more people reacted.

A veteran immediately stuffed the half-eaten dry food back into his pocket, trotted to the back of the trench and reported it to the centurion.

"Report! The Horn Fort raised the white flag."

"white flag?!"

The centurion was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately ran to the front line with a telescope to check for himself, and found that the white flag was indeed correct.

Not sure if it was a trap set by the legion, the centurion did not dare to neglect, and immediately reported the news to his superiors.

In this way, after layers of reports, the news quickly reached the Skeleton Corps.

Driving to the front with twenty tanks, the Mole raised his binoculars and glanced at the fortifications in the distance.

As early as half an hour ago, he had already learned the news of Griffin's death from his brother in the field, and he was not at all surprised by the raising of the white flag on the fort.

The administrators far away in Falcon City have reached an agreement with the governor sent by the legion.

The Legion will give up its claim to the town of Bicester, and in exchange, the Alliance will acquiesce to the more than 2 "substantial prisoners" in the Horn Fort, put down their weapons and leave this military fortress with dignity, and go to the northernmost river embankment of No. [-] Oasis to wait. The ceasefire comes into effect.

Putting down the binoculars, Mole said to the Lion Kingdom soldiers standing aside.

"...Let your 17th troops stationed north of the Horn Fort retreat, and let these defeated soldiers leave."

"Yes!"

The messenger gave a military salute, and immediately ran towards the communication station.

Although the army of the Lion Kingdom is nominally commanded by Prince Winter, it is actually commanded by the Alliance Army Command.

Even their radios were provided to them by the Alliance.

The accompanying commander glanced at the mole standing in the tank turret, and asked incomprehensibly.

"Why don't we take the opportunity to wipe them out?"

The mole on the run in the canyon replied casually.

"Griffin is dead."

The commander was stunned.

His information channels did not hear similar news at all.

"...Then isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

"War is a means, not an end." Mole squinted his eyes while looking into the distance, and pretended to be forceful casually, "This war is over, and you can go home soon."

Several officers of the Lion Kingdom looked at each other in blank dismay.

They followed the alliance army, chased the legion and the Falcon Kingdom's ass all the way to this place a thousand kilometers away.

However, apart from the prisoners picked up along the way, many of them didn't even have a chance to meet an enemy with a gun.

Thinking back carefully in the past one or two months, all offensive battles were basically surrounded by the Alliance's Skeleton Corps and Stormtroopers.

Along the way, besides serving tea and water and delivering supplies, they just dug holes and filled lines to clean up the battlefield, and then suddenly surrendered after hitting the opposite side.

This battle was too easy, right?

Being the dog of the alliance is so comfortable, it is beyond the imagination of the officers of these vassal states.

Mole then looked at the other players who stretched their necks and looked forward curiously, and shouted in Mandarin.

"Brothers take turns to go offline to eat, and those who have nothing to do will log in for a while."

Mengxin, who was following the tank, yawned and asked.

"Are there any events tonight?"

"Didn't the other side vote?"

"You guys don't understand this. The legion is in such a hurry to sneak away, it's impossible to take all the supplies away?" Mole said with a smile, "The agreement negotiated by the managers only stipulates that they will be let go. When will we withdraw? We didn’t say we couldn’t go to their house before retreating.”

The ceasefire agreement needs to be negotiated for two days, right?

Supplies and ammunition may not be picked up much, and the pots and pans are almost blown up by the mosquito brother, but those left behind weapons and artillery of various calibers, anti-aircraft guns can always be taken away, right?
And those spherical armored turrets are all made of armored steel.

The alliance wants to build ships on Tianshui and engage in large-scale production in Xizhou City. There are many places where alloys are used, and even scrap iron can be sold for a lot of money.

Don't worry about shipping it back.

The army of the entire Lion Kingdom is used by the alliance as a logistics force. With the help of tens of thousands of people, even a little movement of the ants can evacuate it!
The cute newbies on the side were stunned when they heard the words.

"Fuck?! Is this okay?"

"This is really inappropriate!"

"Otherwise?" Seeing those Mengxins making a fuss, Irena laughed and teased, "Or do you think how our tanks and cannons were saved?"

The elf king Fugui who was sitting in the driver's seat said with a smile.

"I'll go back and drive a transport card!"

Armored trucks carry heavy machine guns and ammunition, so they can't tow much. It is definitely not as efficient as professional trucks in autumn wind.

Mole waved his hand directly.

"Don't just let the trucks go, bring the fellow villagers of the Lion Kingdom, so that they don't need to bring guns, just go to the legion's position to pick them up!"

The Elf King Fugui chuckled.

"okay!"

……

Horn Fort.

Less than two hours after Griffin's death, the entire fortress covering an area of ​​several square kilometers was completely empty.

Under the order of the acting commander, General Alec, the [-] troops unloaded their weapons and withdrew to the river embankment to the north along the route designated by the Alliance.

More than [-] clone soldiers will be left in the local area. After all, it is not economical to bring them back with only a few years of life. It is better to help the governor to carry out construction. After death, they can be used as fertilizer. .

Hundreds of Weilante officers and more than a thousand non-commissioned officers will return to Triumph City with the airship after the ceasefire agreement takes effect.

Hearing that I could finally go home, joy was written on almost every tired face.

At the beginning, under the call of Griffin and the officers of the Eastern Expansion Faction, they traveled thousands of miles to the East in search of treasure, glory and adventure.

However, after they came here, they realized that it was not an amusement park full of gold as they had imagined.

As for non-Wilant officers and non-commissioned officers, such as those who were promoted to the regular establishment due to special circumstances, they can choose to stay or stay voluntarily.

If they choose to stay, they will receive a severance payment ranging from [-] to [-] dinars according to their rank, which is the usual practice.

It's just that most people will choose to go to Triumph City.

Although the Weilante society is full of xenophobia, it is not so extreme in Triumph City.

Take the slaves whose status is lower than that of foreigners, for example, only in Triumph City, the laws that "slaves cannot be executed at will" and "slaves' rights to life and health" will be strictly enforced, and violators will be punished with huge fines. Severe cases may even lead to imprisonment.

However, in the remote borders or in the manors of noble lords, the treatment of slaves will not be much better than that of cattle and sheep. Most governors or consuls turn a blind eye to the life and death of foreigners.

Discharged with severance pay and stayed in the local area, God knows what will happen in the future.

What's more, after fighting against the alliance's hungry wolf-like army, almost all soldiers and officers have a little psychological shadow.

They just want to get out of this place of right and wrong.

but……

Not everyone is in such a hurry to leave.

At the entrance of the bunker in the center of the Horn Fort, the Willant soldiers standing in the observation post glanced to the south, and immediately slumped into the bunker beside them.

They are Griffin's personal guards.

When retreating before, General Alec ordered them to withdraw, but their chief Karlov refused to carry out the order of the acting commander, so everyone stayed.

Trotting to Karlov, the soldier said nervously.

"Sir, the people from the Alliance are here."

Karlov nodded, walked out of the bunker expressionlessly, and walked around the narrow concrete tunnel to the observation post above the bunker.

The gate due south was blasted open, and the roadblock blocking the gate was dragged to the side of the road by several soldiers, and trucks drove into the Horn Fort in the distance.

Before the truck stopped, the excited Lion Kingdom soldiers jumped out of the truck one by one, and rushed towards the barracks and various defense areas not far away under the greeting of the officer, intending to search for the soldiers who hadn't had time to take away. loot.

Karlov quietly watched the tents in the distance being overturned, the looted things were stuffed into the trucks, one after another the full trucks drove away, and the empty trucks drove back one after another, without any disturbance in his heart .

Those people are like hyenas on lions...

The soldier standing aside took a deep breath and looked at Karlov.

"Sir, we..."

Karlov looked at those people coldly.

"Never mind them."

Even if you want to, you can't manage it.

There are only a few hundred of them, and they are extremely short of ammunition, so they can't get any benefits on the frontal battlefield, let alone being besieged in a bunker.

The war is over.

He just wanted to keep Griffin's body...

While Karlov was watching the soldiers who were looking for loot, those soldiers who were looking for loot soon found him standing in the observation post.

A cute newbie ran to the mole and reported.

"Boss! There are a few Willant people ahead!"

Didn't leave?

The Mole raised an eyebrow.

"Take me there."

"okay!"

Following the player to the front, Mole glanced at the Willant standing in the observation post, and briefly reported his family name.

"Captain of the Skeleton Corps, Mole."

Karloff said slowly.

"General Griffin's personal guard, Karlov."

"Why don't you leave?" Mole asked with a half-smile as he glanced at the bunker with the closed gate, "Or is there some treasure inside?"

Karloff was silent for a while, and finally chose to tell the truth.

"General Alec took away all the documents, and burned everything that could not be taken away... There is nothing in it, only the body of my late officer. We were ordered to send him on his last journey."

"Oh."

The Mole lost interest.

Think about it too.

Such a long time is enough to take away those really important things. As long as the acting commander is not mentally retarded, it is impossible to forget things in the bunker.

As for Griffin's remains.

The survivors of Luoxia Province might want to drag this guy out to flog his corpse, but he is not a survivor of Luoxia Province, he is just a player. A dead body is even less interesting.

But out of curiosity, he still asked casually.

"Oh, how did he die?"

"Stroke."

"Tsk, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it," Mole shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "by the way, everything here belongs to us, do you have any objection?"

Karloff nodded silently.

"No comment."

To dispose of the spoils, to determine the fate of the loser, and to show mercy and tolerance are the prerogatives of the victors, who are merely exercising their power.

Mole stared at the closed iron door twice, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

When the alliance launched its first military operation against the Luoxia province, the headquarters transferred the Heart of Steel to the Capital of Harvest, and at the same time sent the Skeleton Corps to march in the direction of the Lost Valley.

At that juncture, Griffin predicted that the alliance had already learned about its own intelligence, and planned to gather all the armored troops to deploy in advance to set up an ambush along the east side of the Lost Valley.

Even looking back now, the Mole has to admire that guy was a genius.

At that time, his skeleton army was caught off guard.

If it weren't for the various variables outside the battlefield, if it weren't for the No. 60 electromagnetic gun of the Enterprise Support Alliance, that guy's plan might have succeeded.

In fact, earlier, without the information collected by Comrade Pangolin when he passed by Camp No. 530, the Lion Kingdom might not have been able to support the Alliance to complete its war preparations.

And even though the plan fell short of expectations time and time again, that guy still made remedies in time until the last moment of his life.

Even if you don't go over the old accounts of the Bonechewer Horde, the alliance was almost destroyed by this boss at least twice.

Averting his eyes from the iron gate, the Mole looked at Karloff who was standing in the observation post.

"Despite the devastation of the war, your commander was an impressive opponent... I'm glad he died, and I'm sorry he didn't die at our hands."

Karlov's expression was slightly touched, and he moved his Adam's apple, but he didn't say anything, just nodded silently to express his gratitude, then turned and walked back to the bunker.

At the same time, Falcon City.

Cohen, who was sitting in a certain room of the castle, finally received a call from the acting commander, General Alec, after waiting for a long time.

"...We have already arrived in Far West City, damn it, this place is too poor." Alec's voice was tinged with joy.

Although he can only be a commander for a few days, it can be regarded as an addiction to command thousands of troops.When he was under Griffin before, his adjutant was only doing odd jobs, and he was often caught between the junior officer and the superior.

It's the end of the day.

"Have they all withdrawn?"

"Withdrawn... Except for Griffin's personal guards, they insisted on staying. I couldn't persuade them, so I let them go."

Cohen nodded.

Griffin's direct descendants don't need to worry about him, if they want to find death, then let them go.

"You have to stay there for a while. After the ceasefire agreement takes effect, Captain Adria will take you home."

Alec said with a smile.

"Great."

After the voice fell, both sides suddenly lost their voices, as if they both felt that the other party had something to say, and they both planned to wait for the other party to speak first.

But the silence didn't last long.

Seeing that Mr. Governor hadn't spoken for a long time, Alec took the initiative to ask.

"Sir...have we lost?"

Cohen replied succinctly.

"The ceasefire negotiation does not include this part, and you will bring victory back to Triumph City."

Both sides will declare themselves victorious.

This is as an explanation to one's own people.

Alec was relieved to hear the answer he wanted to hear.

"I see."

As he and the ten thousand elders guessed, it is impossible for the legion to surrender to the enterprise, let alone the alliance.

The enterprise will not naively think that this victory alone is enough to mean that the military strength of the east coast has surpassed that of the west coast.

As for those wastelanders who don't know how to live or die, they probably want to take advantage of this opportunity.Although naive and ridiculous, problems that can be solved by bribery are not called problems, and he doesn't want to get entangled with them because of a little profit.

Those barbarians can take it if they want it.

He also made some concessions as much as possible within the scope of his power, such as acquiescing to the alliance's search for the slave country, such as transferring the supplies originally sent to Griffin to them, and acquiescing to their occupation of Bicester Town wait……

In exchange, the Alliance will return a series of captives, including McCllen and General Soft, and acquiesce to the defenders of Fort Horn to lay down their weapons and evacuate decently from their positions.

The rescued captives, the rescued officers, and the various factions in Triumph City will thank themselves.

Not only did I help them preserve their strength, but I also helped them win a "victory" that they didn't win on the battlefield.

They will thank him.

This will be a huge political resource.

"By the way, Your Excellency Governor." Suddenly remembered something, Alec said on the phone.

Cohen said casually.

"Is there anything else?"

Alec hesitated for a while, and reported truthfully.

"Griffin's body was not obtained...the cause of his death is a bit strange."

Cohen said nonchalantly.

"Let him do that kind of thing, it doesn't matter whoever wants to collect his body for him."

I had already reminded Joseph not to expect to save that guy, but I didn't expect that guy to die.

Although this ending is not bad.

A mere three-star ten thousand commander also wants to kidnap the entire city of Triumph, these officers who climbed up from the bottom really dare to think about it.

Is this the one who is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes?
If he is still alive, he will definitely not be as good as him when he goes back, and if he dies outside, maybe he can still be a tragic hero.

Maybe it was the guidance of the head of the Eastern Legion.

Cohen shook his head with a chuckle, and hung up the phone casually, as if finishing a boring trifle.

……

The next day.

The meeting hall of Falcon City Castle was packed with people.

A few days ago, it was still deserted here, and only a few representatives were sent by all parties, and only those few people spoke.

But now, the originally spacious long conference table suddenly seemed a little crowded.

First of all, on the legion side, except for the five-star captain Cohen appointed by the governor of Triumph City, the new commander-in-chief Joseph, and the captain Adria of the Arbiter, etc., almost all the officers above the captain who were not captured All attended the meeting.

On the other side of the company, in addition to Vice Minister Wu of the General Management Department, a large number of his subordinates and dispatched employees from the five major groups also came.

Including Yi Chuan from Silver Wing Group, Yun You from Duandian Group, Wu Mu from Changge Group, Li Changkong from Ideal Group, and two bionic humans from Kangmao Group.

In addition to these identifiable figures, Chu Guang also saw several reporters from Ideal City.

Among them were the "Zhi Yuan Bao" that he knew, and some media that he had no impression of. He only thought that the logos on the equipment in their hands were familiar, and they probably had interviewed in the area around Dawn City before.

Considering the historical significance of this ceasefire negotiation, and the fact that photos and videos will be played repeatedly, Chu Guang has paid great attention to expression management since he entered the conference hall.

Just as he expected, from the moment he walked into the conference hall, almost all the shots were focused on him.

"The manager of Vault 404 and the alliance!" The reporter of "Futurism" lowered his voice and said excitedly, "I heard that he came from the pre-war era."

"Where did you hear that?" The reporter from the All-Knowing and Almighty Broadcasting Company cast a surprised look at her.

"During the interview in Dawn City!"

"But he looks like he's in his 20s."

"What's the matter, aren't the managers of the shelter all old popsicles who have been frozen and hibernated? Maybe he is an old monster who has lived for more than 200 years!"

The reporters from Ideal City have been chattering.

Although it doesn't look obtrusive in such a noisy place, it still annoys Li Ke who is sitting at the conference table.

Especially when those reporters tried to interview him.

Fortunately, there are no such annoying guys in the Wandering Swamp, otherwise it might be over one day... These guys who probe their brains are really more difficult to guard against than the mutant crocodiles in the swamp.

There are also a few soldiers from the alliance, the way they look at him always makes him feel weird... How should I describe it, it's like the natives of the Golden Lizard Kingdom seeing gold coins.

Looking at Chu Guang who was sitting beside him, Li Ke turned his head towards him and asked in a low voice.

"...Why are there so many people here all of a sudden?"

"After all, it's a moment to witness history. Isn't it normal to come here for a group photo?" Chu Guang smiled, but suddenly thought that his friends in the north might be misunderstood, so he added politely, "Of course, I'm talking about those Reporters."

Li Ke coughed.

"You don't need to emphasize-"

"Quiet, everyone please be quiet."

At this time, Wu Changnian, the representative of the company who had finally signed his name, clapped his hands and signaled the chattering reporters and the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom to be quiet.

Wait until the meeting hall becomes a little quieter.

He spoke in a steady voice.

"Thank you for your support and cooperation. Today's peace is inseparable from your efforts."

"The contract that has lasted for a century and a half will continue. This declining world does not need more wars. In the face of the crisis of life and death, we should join hands to face common threats and explore a common future..."

Talked for about ten minutes.

Seeing the representatives of the legion yawning, Wu Changnian stopped talking, and handed the three signed agreements to his subordinates at the side, and he handed them over to the Willant standing next to the conference table. officer.

"A lot of nonsense."

Cohen glanced at the corner of his mouth, picked up the pen and signed his name on the three agreements, then pushed forward and slid directly to Chu Guang, who was opposite the negotiating table.

The content of the agreement has been repeatedly confirmed.

The final signing was just a formality.

He just wanted to end this boring ceremony quickly, quickly deal with the mess left by the previous commander-in-chief, and then re-take over the Falcon Kingdom from the Alliance.

after all……

Even if they were not defeated in name, the content of the agreement is not honorable to the Legion.

Most of the "substantial benefits" belonging to the alliance are outside this paper, and Chu Guang simply glanced at the agreement.

In addition to a series of provisions including restrictions on the garrison and the withdrawal of all parties, there are only three important items in this document in black and white for the alliance.

One is that the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom accept an unconditional ceasefire.

The other is the Heart of Steel and Bicester Town, which originally belonged to the Legion, and are owned by the Alliance according to the principle of "maintaining the status quo."

As for the last one, it is about Vault 0.

The Legion, the Enterprise, and the Alliance will each send one or two representatives to investigate, and the Academy as the observer will also send a technician to assist.

After confirming that the content of the agreement was correct, Chu Guang signed his name under the ceasefire agreement under the watchful eyes of all the participants.

As usual, he should say something on this important occasion.

But he was not in the habit of making long speeches.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Chu Guang looked at Laobai, edge paddle, spring water commander and other players standing aside, and nodded with a smile.

"It's an honor to witness this moment with you."

"This is our victory!"
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(Thanks to the leader of "Love love his family's big cutie Sisi" for the reward!!! After half a year of dove, the topic promised by Dianniang is finally online, teary eyes, adding an update today! But the second one will be a little later , sent out before twelve o'clock.)
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