Chapter 379 Transmission
Joan told Vassar and others about the whole story of Colonel Harrison's assassination, and the three were speechless for a long time after hearing it.
The news of the assassination and sacrifice of the supreme commander of the corps exploded above their heads like thunder, and they were so shocked that they didn't know what to do.
"Colonel Harrison's sacrifice was a heavy blow to our Corps. However, the mission we shouldered has not been completed, and we cannot stop our progress because of sadness. The only thing we can do now is to inherit Colonel Harrison's legacy and continue March to Brass Pass!"
Perhaps it was because he was born in the Asa tribe, where the folk customs are aggressive and life and death are indifferent, Magni Powhatan took the lead in regaining his composure, encouraging his comrades to cheer up with a sonorous and forceful tone.
"George, you are Colonel Harrison's deputy. No one in this regiment has more authority than you. Once the news of Colonel Harrison's death spreads, it may deal a heavy blow to the morale of the officers and men!"
Major Green's expression was stern, and he solemnly reminded Major Vassar of the most important thing at present.
"George, in order not to shake the morale of the army, you must take Colonel Harrison's flag as soon as possible and lead us to move forward!"
George Vassar lowered his head and listened quietly to the encouragement of the two old friends. After a long silence, he finally nodded heavily.
In the evening of the same day, the news of Colonel Harrison's sacrifice was announced, and all the officers and soldiers who had just won a big victory were astonished, and the atmosphere of celebration was immediately replaced by clouds of grief and indignation.
Major Vassar hurriedly wrote a personal letter about the changes on the front line, and later found Joan and asked him to become a Hawkman, and flew back to Leiden Port overnight to deliver the letter, to inform the Governor of the sad news of Colonel Harrison's death in action, and asked for instructions to go south. Corps personnel arrangements.
The military emergency did not allow a moment's delay. Qiao An received Major Vasa's handwritten letter, and immediately flew into the sky as an eagle.
By this time night had fallen, and it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.
Joan set off from the southern part of the Derlin Valley. During this period, he exhausted all "Sid's mana" to maintain the eagle form, and flew for a full two hours. The bustling night scene of thousands of lights in Leiden Harbor finally appeared at the end of his vision.
In order to save time, Joan flew directly over the city, and landed quietly in a secluded alley near the Governor's Mansion under the cover of night.
Joan retracted his wings, and there was an exclamation behind his feet as soon as he touched the ground.
He frowned, and looked back, a pair of disheveled men and women were hugging each other and curled up in the corner, staring at him blankly with horror on their faces.
The woman on the opposite side wore heavy makeup, her skirt was rolled up to her waist, revealing her white thighs. The man who hugged her also took off his pants, his hairy legs were trembling, and he was almost unable to stand still due to the fright of the half-human, half-eagle monster that suddenly fell from the sky.
The scene in front of her made Qiao An realize that her sudden arrival had disturbed a pair of wild mandarin ducks having an affair. Of course, it could also be a pair of prostitutes and customers who had just negotiated a price and had not had time to act.
Apologetically, he waved his hand and released the "sleep technique", which made the frightened couple stop screaming and take a quiet nap, so as not to attract more passers-by to watch.
In the alley that had returned to silence, Joan lifted her transformation, restored her original image, left the alley in a hurry, and walked towards the governor's mansion.
When he arrived at the gate, two guards standing guard raised their hands to stop him, and asked him vigilantly who he was and why he trespassed on the governor's mansion.
Joan had already prepared for this, first identifying himself, and then showing a seal ring that Major Vassar lent him to prove the identity of the messenger.
After inspecting the seal ring, the guard's face became extremely solemn. He first bowed to Joan and asked him to wait outside the door, then hurried back to report.
Joan waited outside the door for about ten minutes, and the guard came back with a gray-haired butler.
"Mr. Vader, my lord ordered me to take you to the living room for a cup of tea. He will come later."
The old butler looked at Qiao An, as if he was quite curious about his dusty appearance.
"Please allow me to ask one more question, Mr. Joan Vida, did you just enter the city tonight?"
Joan nodded, there was nothing to hide.
"Then before you came here, did you ever visit Mr. Gates?" the butler asked calmly.
"Major Vasa ordered me to deliver his personal letter to His Excellency the Governor as soon as possible... I haven't had time to report to His Excellency the General." Joan replied truthfully.
"Thank you, Mr. Vader." The old housekeeper smiled kindly, "You go to the living room to rest first, and there is no need to trouble you to go to General Gates' side, the Sir has already sent someone to invite His Excellency General to come over for a discussion Frontline military situation."
Qiao An vaguely felt that the old housekeeper had something to say, but he really didn't understand the intrigue routines in the social arena, and didn't understand what the other party's subtext meant, so he nodded ignorantly and followed him into the living room.
Flying all the way, Joan was really tired, his throat was hot and hot like on fire, he took the tea handed by the butler and poured it all in one gulp, feeling his thirst disappeared and his whole body was refreshed.
The butler smiled and poured him tea again. Qiao An suddenly felt a little embarrassed, blushed and thanked her, and took a sip from her teacup.
Joan waited in the living room for half an hour, and finally there were footsteps outside the door. The chubby and handsome Governor John Norfolk and the thin and stern General Edward Gates in military uniform walked in one after another.
Joan quickly jumped up from the sofa, bowed to the two big men, introduced his identity, and submitted Major Vassar's personal letter to the Governor of Norfolk.
His Excellency the Governor read the letter, with a sad expression on his face, sighed softly, turned around and handed the letter to General Gates.
General Gates quickly read the letter, his brows were tightly furrowed, he said nothing, his face was gloomy as if it was about to freeze.
Qiao An quietly observed the expressions of the two of them, feeling nervous.
The Governor of Norfolk paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, and broke the silence after pacing back and forth twice, asking Joan about the whole story of Colonel Edmund Harrison's assassination and sacrifice.
Joan recounted everything he saw with his own eyes. During the period, it was inevitable that he could stutter and express his ideas, but he had tried his best.
The governor of Norfolk listened patiently to him, then turned around and gave General Gates a wink.
General Gates nodded knowingly, followed the governor into the next room, and closed the door smoothly.
Joan was left alone in the living room, neither standing nor sitting.
The governor and the general were talking next door. His Excellency the governor was still calm, but General Gates' voice was obviously louder, as if he couldn't hold back his anger.
Qiao An couldn't hear why the two were arguing, but it was not difficult to guess that it was closely related to the changes on the front line.
Since the two big men went to the next door to talk alone, they obviously didn't want him, a little man, to listen in. The only thing Joan can do now is to wait patiently.