MTL - I Will Be The Crowned King-v5 Chapter 13 The value of cooperation

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At 3:15 in the morning, in the west of Beigang City, the Anchor Hotel.

In the luxury suite with a balcony on the third floor, a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard stood by the window with a cigarette in his mouth, looking out into the night through the gap in the curtains.

This is a location that he has carefully selected, with a clear view of the city's main road, the city council, and even the square near the periphery; no matter what happens, you can know immediately.

According to his plan in advance, the gangs entrenched in Beigang would gather around eleven o'clock and attack the city council, which had no defenses at all, and would take the city council in three hours at the latest.

Of course, it can only be won temporarily; Beigang is, after all, a major town where the Royal Fleet is stationed. Once the sailors react to eliminate hundreds of thousands of gangsters with simple weapons, it will not be too easy, not to mention the Storm Legion that has just landed. But there are a total of 8,000 people, and there is a standing army!

But in that way, his purpose has also been achieved... The Free Confederation mission was attacked, the security of Beigang was unfavorable, and the conflict between the Storm Legion and Beigang broke out. It sounds like...

Perfect, so perfect.

The only fly in the ointment is that the plan seems to have gone wrong with what he originally expected; even if the latest time is calculated, they should have won the city council around two in the morning, and now... the middle-aged man irritably took out his pocket watch and looked at it. With a glance, the pointer stopped at exactly four o'clock.

"Damn it!" No matter how calm Rao was, he couldn't help cursing: "These gang of pariahs from the outer city are really untrustworthy and have no concept of time! If they were on the battlefield, they should gun…"

"Dongdongdong!"

The heavy slam on the door interrupted the middle-aged man's self-talk. Tong Kong shrank suddenly, he left the window vigilantly, hid in front of the bed quietly, and deliberately pretended not to hear the sound, clinging to the bed. Edges and dead ends of the room.

Until the third slam on the door, the middle-aged man walked slowly towards the door with heavy steps: "Who, do you know what time it is?!"

Even at this moment, he still did not take the initiative to open the door, but stopped by the wall near the door, with his back close to the fireplace, staring at the closed door in the darkness.

"The city council guards are on an emergency search mission." A low voice came from outside the door:

"An hour ago, unknown men attacked the city council and sabotaged a dinner for the Free Confederate mission; now most of the gangsters have been killed and we are on the hunt for the remaining fugitives."

"The informant reported that the fugitive was seen running towards the street here."

"No, I don't know!" The middle-aged man panicked: "I... It's only what time, I slept early in the morning, and I don't know anything!"

At this moment, he was both surprised and delighted. Listening to the tone of the outsiders, the plan seemed to be a success; he was surprised that the group of trash not only escaped, but also fled towards him. Are they out of their minds? !

"Even so, please open the door and let us go in and search." The voice outside the door remained the same: "Don't get me wrong, it's just a routine, please understand."

"Understand! That..." The middle-aged man twitched his throat, his right hand tremblingly touched the revolver hidden in his back waist: "Can I trouble you not to mess up the things in the room, I left it on the table A wallet and invite everyone to the bistro downstairs for a few drinks."

"Thank you so much, please open the door, we'll take a look and leave."

"Okay, here we come."

The middle-aged man with a hunched back cautiously approached the door and reached out to open it, still being very careful not to keep his body and the door in the same straight line.

The moment he touched the doorknob, the roar that penetrated the eardrum came without warning.

"boom-!

"

The golden-red fire broke through the wall in an instant, and the middle-aged man hiding behind was hit by the air wave like a cannonball, penetrating the entire room, directly smashing the three-meter wide bed into pieces.

In the choking smoke, a figure appeared outside the blasted hole. Fabian, with his hands behind his back, walked into the room through the hole in the wall, and opened the door under the meaningful gazes of several colleagues:

"Okay, you can come in now—Hank goes to check the target, Lieutenant Colonel Norton and Lieutenant Colonel Julien are responsible for searching the debris in the room to see if they can find any clues, Lieutenant Colonel Alexei... Please wait outside, in case."

"Do you think I want to go in?" Alexey rolled his eyes at the messy room: "Why do you want to blast it directly? It's not that you can't force a break in when such a big Tokyo is created."

"The reason is very simple, because we can't let each other live." Fabian explained: "Not only the death of the ****, but also to make his accomplices realize that he is dead."

"This explanation is a bit complicated. In short, although the other party has already become an enemy of the Storm Legion, the commander-in-chief and we have just returned to Clovis. so…"

"So although we already know who did it, we still have to pretend that we don't know, not only to pretend, but also to make them think that this is the end of the matter, and the important life is also dead, and we can't trace them." Alexey waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, I understand this."

"It's completely correct, so as the nominal 'mastermind' of the whole incident, this... is definitely not your Excellency an officer of the War Department, and he must die without any evidence."

Fabian nodded in agreement, looking back at Hank, who was digging in the rubble: "Head doctor, how is the situation, can you confirm the other's signs of life?"

"Uh, wait a minute."

The military doctor, who was half-squatting on the ground, quickly took out two iron cones and hammers from the tool bag, and skillfully pushed one of them against the dying middle-aged Tianling Gai, then lifted the hammer and smashed it hard...

"Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by the trembling bodies of everyone present, the middle-aged man with an iron cone on his head and chest tilted his head and spread out on the ground like a broken toy.

"Well, it's alright." The chief military doctor who wiped his sweat stood up and turned to look at his stiff-faced colleagues: "It should be completely dead now."

Before he finished speaking, he took out a shotgun from his arms and fired a shot at the middle-aged corpse.

"...very good, very rigorous, and very scientific." Fabian praised without hesitation: "As for other physical evidence, I guess there should be no evidence at all, right?"

Julien and Norton, who were still busy, looked at each other and looked at each other:

"should not."

"That means, all our clues are cut off when we get here." Fabian nodded slightly and said to himself with a relaxed expression: "As for the truth of the whole incident, I think it will never be the case. Someone can know."

"The city council has urgently passed the wanted order for the murderer of this incident; anyone who provides clues about it will be paid no less than 1,000 gold coins." Norton added:

"Although the reward is huge, I'm afraid there won't be much hope."

No, there should be no hope at all... Fabian secretly said in his heart, after all, although the Cecil family and the Wang Jiajian team have far surpassed the army in Clovis, when it comes to hard power and influence, they have ten The Army Department with a standing army and countless levies and local garrison troops is the first force of Clovis, far exceeding all the local snakes and the so-called giants.

After all... this is a united group, and even Archbishop Luther Franz has to shy away from the collective; no matter how the Privy Council and the Church targeted, they only dared to attack the guards who were weak and shouted. If you really want to offend the entire army, no one in the entire Clovis area will be spared.

Even seriously, even the Storm Legion itself is part of this group; it's just that he is too young as a "brigadier general", and he was promoted by the Franz family, which has the worst relationship in the War Department. No, almost no more.

The result is that the entire Storm Legion has been marginalized and unpopular by the Army... Of course, most of them were originally marginalized; no matter the organization, rank or income, they were all drawn by the Storm Legion themselves. Not to mention being dragged down or implicated.

"But I still have a question."

Just when everyone was about to leave, Alexei seemed to be completely unable to bear it, and asked Fabian: "That is to say, our mission this time is to let Lu Lu who is hiding in the dark place. ...The mastermind of the assassination mission believes that the clues have been broken, and we haven't caught them alive, right?"

"It's also to give Beigang and the mission a proper explanation." Fabian nodded slightly: "But what you said is indeed the core goal of this matter, so what is the question?"

"In other words, from the very beginning, this guy had to die, and he had to die... vigorously, so that everyone would know." Alexei asked: "We, including the commander-in-chief, did not intend to take this guy's mouth. Dig up any useful information?"

"Indeed."

"So... we don't need to gain his trust, we just need to kill him in an upright manner?"

"really."

"Then why do you have to talk to him for so long, make sure he's in the room and then just blow it up, won't it end?"

"...Sorry, professional habits, can't be changed."

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Just as the officers were "united and friendly", the citizens of Beigang in their dreamland also woke up from their beds, either stunned or horrified to watch the Storm Legion soldiers passing by with great fanfare on the town streets.

For the Storm Legion, which has accumulated rich experience in repression in the colony, this "temporary operation" is almost the same as the after-dinner exercise; it's just that the movement time is indeed a bit late, and everyone finally has the opportunity to rest and celebrate. At this time The sudden gathering was somewhat disingenuous.

But it is trouble to them, and it is terrifying to Beigang, especially the local giants in Beigang.

Thousands of soldiers who just arrived, blocked the main artery of the entire Beigang in just a few hours, and occupied all the commanding heights around the city council... Although Beigang took the initiative to open up to the Storm Legion, but only acquiesced to their actions , but did not give them the map of the town!

what does that mean?

It means that the discipline of this newly returned army, especially the orders of Anson Bach himself, has a high degree of obedience; otherwise, even if it is a private soldier in a noble family, it is hard to rest but suddenly perform tasks, light If the mutiny is serious, then the rebellion is definitely not a joke.

Secondly, in a completely unfamiliar city, being able to quickly control the situation, master the absolute initiative and still at night; this is not a skill that an ordinary army can master, without a lot of experience in urban warfare, and the level of middle and lower-level officers is superb. More complex tasks can be performed alone, which is absolutely impossible to complete.

If the two are combined, Ansen Bach has an army that is loyal to him, and this army is very good at urban warfare and skirmish tactics, and can complete the attack on a certain area in the city at a very fast speed, even Repression and blockade of entire cities.

The action of the Storm Legion is to send this kind of signal to both the Beigang and the army forces still entrenched in the city.

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"How, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

In the secret room, only himself and Viscount Bogner, the mayor of Beigang, were standing by the window, smoking a pipe leisurely and looking at the latter: "It is definitely a profitable business to bring Anson Bach into our camp. —Even if the strength cannot be compared with those of the generals, the Storm Legion, whether it is his loyalty to him or the level of suppressing the city, is Clovis's unique existence!"

"Of course I know this. About how the hastily formed storm group with less than a thousand people rescued you from the factory occupied by the thugs... I have heard this story many times." The mayor of Beigang shook his head:

"But I know better that if there is no jihadist army, our loyal general, at this moment, is already the uncrowned king of the colony... It's easy to win over him and please him, but how many things we need to take out, we can be sure Wouldn't you be betrayed by him?"

"It's very simple, as long as you give him what he wants." Bogner was full of confidence: "A guy who was born in the countryside, worked hard to climb up in the army, and did whatever he could to even the Holy See, what do you think he wants? "

"Money? He shouldn't be short of it now; Fame? It's a little possible, but he doesn't seem to care too much; Title? A small country nobleman who failed to inherit the title may be interested, but he must not be easily impressed."

"However, in my communication with him, I found that he is actually very ambitious, and ambition is often linked to the desire for power, or the idea of ​​dominating others, so the answer is actually very simple."

"Simple? Hey, you, are you planning to..."

"I just think I can give it a try, at least I can use it as a bargaining chip, right?" Bogner looked out the window, the city in the dark seemed to have a special charm:

"At least...the fact that he doesn't have any foundation is his greatest value for cooperation."