Chapter 535 Future (I)

[Maplestone City]

[Suburban Camp]

[Reserve Officer Dormitory]

"Hey, hey, hey, I heard that all the cavalry in the army will be gathered together."

Claude Lee sat on his camp bed, leaned out, and said to the neighboring bed in a serious manner:

"Our cavalry and infantry in Tiefeng County will also be divided. The cavalry is now talking about it and trying to find out where they will go!"

On the camp bed next to Claude's bed, Houdel curled up listlessly, showing only his back to Claude.

Hearing Claude's words, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Listen to this, listen to that, listen to shit! It's all bullshit. The cavalry is going to be divided? Then just hand in the cannons and see if Mason Tribune agrees."

Since taking the "entrance examination", Houdel has been in this depressed and cynical state.

And because the test results have not been announced for a long time, Houdel's symptoms have become more and more serious.

Claude had long been accustomed to this, so he automatically ignored the monkey's sarcasm.

"Don't disbelieve it, what they say is true," Claude said, looking around the dormitory.

The other "mud legs" in the dormitory had all gone out - they didn't want to stay in the same room with the "leather boots boys".

So there were only a few leather boots boys pretending to read books in the spacious dormitory, plus a monkey who didn't want to move, and the monkey's temporary keeper Claude Lee.

After confirming that the leather boots boys who stayed in the dormitory were not eavesdropping, Claude moved closer to Houdel and lowered his voice, "I heard something incredible - your Excellency is going to be promoted!"

"Oh, what a mess..." Houdel shook his head impatiently, instinctively wanting to refute, until he really understood what Claude was saying.

He coughed lightly and muttered in dissatisfaction, "What's so great about your promotion? You should have been promoted long ago!"

"Of course," Claude pretended to be deep, trying to prop up the outline of a sophisticated adult on his still youthful face, "but the question is, how high should it be promoted."

"How high?" Houdel was furious, sat up suddenly, and glared at Claude, "Do you still need to ask? Of course, we should be on equal terms!"

"Yes, we all think so," Claude nodded in agreement, and then asked seriously, "But what about people like Major Seber, who originally had a higher rank than you? What about officers from other counties?"

Houdel's nameless anger was instantly suppressed. He sat there for a long time, and suddenly scratched his scalp vigorously.

"These masters are such a nuisance! It's better to have a good fight!"

Houdel fell back on the bed in a rage, pulled up the blanket and covered his head, "Do whatever you want! And why are you telling me all this? I don't even know where I'm going! How can I worry about you?"

Houdel spoke louder and louder, and the blanket only made his voice sound a little muffled, and it didn't soundproof at all.

Not far away, the leather boots boys who were disturbed by Houdel's voice cast reproachful and curious eyes at the two.

Claude hit Houdel on the back: "Keep your voice down!"

Houdel snorted again, but didn't complain anymore.

"I'm telling you, isn't it because you are your personal guard?" Claude whispered, "I think you must be more informed than me."

"What about personal guards?" Houdel snorted, "I was driven back."

"The reserve officers were relieved of their duties and kept in the camp on standby? You are not the only one."

"You didn't take me with you this time."

"You didn't take anyone else with you?" Claude smiled, "Look, although you don't admit that you are your personal guard, you still think you are superior to us."

Houdel was silent.

"Don't worry," Claude comforted Houdel, "Even if you hand in a blank paper, your Excellency will not let you be rejected. I can't figure out what you are afraid of..."

Houdel was silent for a long time, and suddenly threw off the blanket.

"Life or death!" Houdel roared irritably: "Give it to me!"

...

At the same time, in Fengshi City, in the meeting room of the City Hall

Richard Mason also shouted in his heart: "Give me a quick death!"

Directly opposite Captain Mason sat a bald man with an unfriendly face - Colonel Gesar Adonis.

On the right of Colonel Gesar sat Colonel Skull Mekron, who had hair but also had an angry look on his face.

On the left of Colonel Gesar sat Lieutenant Colonel Matthias Korwin.

Lieutenant Colonel Matthias, who usually had a smile on his face that showed he didn't care about anything, had an unusually serious expression at this moment.

A captain was naturally weaker in momentum against three colonels, not to mention that Tiefeng County was already in the wrong first.

"Since you're here again," Colonel Gaisa broke the silence with a stern voice, "That means Montagne hasn't come back yet, right?"

Mason wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Yes... but he sent a letter back saying he's on his way back. He'll be arriving in Maplestone in a few days."

Colonel Gaisa smiled kindly, with the horrible scar covering half of his face, it looked like there was a big gash on his head:

"Leaving such a big mess for us, and then just patting his butt and leaving, young people nowadays are really cool."

According to the original plan, the General Assembly of Freemen, which was supposed to dissolve after passing the new charter, was delayed until now due to Winters' interference.

At the same time, Gesa and others had to urgently "select" public opinion representatives in their own jurisdictions to fill the so-called "National Assembly."

How could the three school officials not feel annoyed?

Not to mention, the National Assembly is just one of the many messes left by Winters Montagne, not even the "worst" one.

"There are indeed some important matters that he has to personally attend to. I'm very sorry for leaving in a hurry." Mason explained, apologizing, and carefully suggested, "However, before Winters left, he had given full authority to the temporary committee's affairs. It’s the same thing if you entrust it to me and you talk to me.”

"Talking to you? What are we talking about?" Colonel Geisa slammed the table and yelled, "How can we start provocations? How can we expand our private army? How can we lure wolves into the house?"

Poor Mason didn't dare to answer the question.

"I'm telling you, and I'm telling you boy Montagne." Geza said with anger in his tone, "We did recruit Hurds in the past, but as soon as the war is over, they will be demobilized immediately - that's it, or Raised a lion."

Geza asked Mason, "Foreign new land? Wenduo'er tribe? Naturalized Hud people? What does the Montagne boy want to do? Does he want to be infamy for forever?!"

Mason took the fire silently until Colonel Gesar was tired of scolding and leaned on the table to catch his breath.

"It seems," he sighed, "this matter can only be negotiated by Captain Montagne personally."

"So," Colonel Gesar sneered, "No matter what method you use, even if you fly, you have to ask the Montagne boy to come back to me immediately!"

"And if Captain Montagne doesn't return as soon as possible," Lieutenant Colonel Matthias interjected, "I think there will be no need to announce the personnel transfer order - it has been spread outside, and it is more detailed than I know."

Lieutenant Colonel Matthias looked around with a mocking look on his face, "It's such a nice conference room, why is there air leakage?"

After hearing this, Major Seber, who had been silent until now, finally couldn't help but join the battle.

Others respect Matthias, but the Sabers don't give Kerwin any respect.

He bared his two fangs at Matthias Kerwin, glared, and cursed: "Speak the damn thing you have to say! If you fart, just let it go! Air leakage? If there is air leakage, you three can't hold your buttocks between them." ! Stop smearing your own shit on other people!”

Matthias Corwin's expression suddenly changed after being scolded by the saber, and out of consideration for his demeanor, he did not reply, but turned pale and stopped talking.

At the same time, Andre, who had been distracted, also became energetic and watched the battle with interest.

Mason, who witnessed all this, felt satisfied on the one hand, but on the other hand he was worried that Lieutenant Colonel Matthias would lose face, which would be detrimental to future cooperation.

He wanted to say something to lighten the mood, but he couldn't think of any witty words, and he was afraid that the description would become darker.

"Give me a pleasure." Mason lamented in his heart.

Fortunately, Colonel Skull took action.

"Watch your words, Major Seb. You are an officer of the Alliance, not a mercenary in the ditch." Colonel Skull first gave the saber a board, and then gave another party a board, "Matthias Lieutenant Colonel, the same goes for you, don’t say anything without any basis.”

Seb sneered, but didn't reply.

Matthias Corwin remained sullen, but nodded slowly.

Colonel Scull tried to change the topic and promote the meeting. "Although Captain Montagne is not present, some things cannot be discussed. But some matters can be decided without Captain Montagne being present."

Mason answered promptly: "What do you mean?"

"Rank," Colonel Skull replied shortly.

"That's right, military rank, decide it quickly!" Colonel Gesar slapped his thigh, frowned, and looked at Captain Mason across the way, "What on earth does the Montagne boy think? Is he not happy to be made a general? "

"this……"

"He won't be promoted? How can you be promoted?" Colonel Gesa's questioning was like a cannon fired one after another. "How can your subordinates be promoted? How can your subordinates' subordinates be promoted? Is it possible to make everyone wait? Waiting until he has enough military experience?”

Mason laughed helplessly because he couldn't figure out what Winters was thinking.

"No matter what you say," Major Seiber said abruptly, "It is impossible for Winters Montagne to accept a plan that leads to the brigadier general."

"You know again?" Colonel Geza glared at Saber, "Are you two familiar?"

"Not familiar at all." Seb replied without hesitation, "But I can see that this guy Winters Montagne is very proud in his bones. His rank of captain was earned with a single blow. , he cannot exchange it for a fake flower, and he will not allow such a stain on his resume. "

Mason and Andre looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Colonel Gesa's face turned red and white.

"We can't talk about this, we can't talk about that either," the veins on Gesa's head popped out, "Then why are we having a meeting? [Plato swears]! Disband!"

After that, Gesa slammed the door and left.

Mason and Skull were left looking at each other.

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