Chapter 499 This Is Our Victory! (1/2)

Dusk gradually fell.

Outside the Horn Castle, in the endless wilderness, the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom squatting in the trenches were eating dry food. Suddenly, they saw a white flag rising from the bunker in the distance.

At first the soldiers thought they had made a mistake.

Until they found that there was no one on the opposite position, more and more talented people responded.

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

"Report! The White Flag has been raised at the Hornburg."

"white flag?!"

The centurion was shocked when he heard this. He immediately ran to the front line with a telescope and personally confirmed it, and found that it was indeed the white flag.

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 reporting, the news quickly reached the Skeleton Corps.

After arriving at the front line with twenty tanks, Mole raised his telescope and glanced at the fortifications in the distance.

As early as half an hour ago, he had already learned about Griffin's death from his brothers in the field, and he was not surprised at all when the white flag was raised on the fortress.

The administrator in Falcon City has 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 50,000 "virtual prisoners" in the Fort Horn, put down their weapons and leave this military fortress with dignity, and go to the northernmost river embankment of Oasis No. 2 to wait. The ceasefire agreement takes effect.

Putting down the telescope, Mole looked at the Lion Kingdom soldiers standing aside and said.

"...let your 17th Thousand Soldiers stationed north of the Horn Castle retreat and let these defeated generals 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 coordinated by the Army Command of the Alliance.

Even their radios were provided to them by the Alliance.

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

"Why don't we take the opportunity to annihilate them all?"

The Mole on the run in the canyon replied casually.

"Griffin is dead."

The captain was stunned.

Nothing similar was heard from his information channels.

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

"War is a means, not an end," Mole squinted his eyes as he looked into the distance, and said casually, "This war is over, and you can go home soon."

Several officers from the Lion Kingdom looked at each other.

They followed the Alliance army, chasing the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom all the way to here a thousand kilometers away.

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

Looking back carefully in the past month or two, all offensive battles have been basically surrounded by the Alliance's Skeleton Corps and Storm Corps.

Along the way, they not only helped bring tea and water, but also dug holes and filled in lines to clean the battlefield. Then they suddenly surrendered while beating the enemy.

This battle was too easy, right?

It was beyond the imagination of these vassal country officers that the Alliance's dogs were so comfortable.

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

"Brothers take turns to go offline to eat. Anyone who has nothing to do will come on board soon."

Mengxin, who was following the tank, asked with a yawn.

"Are there any activities tonight?"

"Didn't everyone on the other side vote?"

"You don't understand this. The legion is in such a hurry to escape. It's impossible to take away all the supplies, right?" Mole chuckled and said, "The agreement negotiated by the managers only stipulated that they should be let go. When should we withdraw? They didn’t say we couldn’t visit their homes before retreating.”

It will take two days to negotiate a ceasefire agreement, right?

I don't think I could pick up much supplies and ammunition, and the pots and pans were all blown up by the mosquitoes, but I can always take away the weapons and artillery and anti-aircraft guns of various calibers left behind, right?

There are also those spherical armored turrets, which are all made of armored steel.

The alliance wants to build ships in Tianshui and launch 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 entire army of the Lion Kingdom is used as a logistics force by the alliance. With tens of thousands of people helping out, even a little bit of moving by the ants can help evacuate it!

The cute newcomers on the side were stunned when they heard this.

"What the hell?! Is this okay?"

"This is so unbecoming of a human being!"

"Otherwise?" Looking at the fuss of these newbies, Irena smiled and teased, "How else do you think 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 truck over!"

Armored trucks carry heavy machine guns and ammunition and cannot tow much. They are certainly not as efficient as professional trucks in fighting the autumn wind.

Mole waved his hand directly.

"Don't just take the truck, bring the fellows from the Lion Kingdom with you, so that they don't have to carry guns and just go to the legion's position to pick them up!"

Elf King Fugui chuckled.

"okay!"

…

Fort Horn.

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

Under the order of the acting commander General Alec, the 50,000-strong army unloaded their weapons and withdrew to the river embankment in the north along the route designated by the alliance.

More than 50,000 clone soldiers will be left in the local area. After all, it is not economical to take them back with only a few years of life. It is better to help the Governor with construction, and they can be used as fertilizer after death, which can be regarded as making the best use of them. .

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

When I heard that I could finally go home, happiness was written on almost every tired face.

At the call of Griffin and the eastward expansion officers, they traveled thousands of miles to the East in search of treasure, glory and adventure.

However, after arriving here, they discovered that this place was not an amusement park full of gold as they imagined.

As for non-Vailant 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 pay ranging from one thousand to fifty thousand dinars depending on their military rank, which is the usual practice.

But most people will choose to go to Triumph City.

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

Take slaves who have a lower status than foreigners as an example. Only in Triumph City, the bill that "slaves cannot be executed at will" and "slaves' rights to life and health are protected" will be strictly enforced, and violators will be fined hugely. Serious cases may even lead to imprisonment.

In remote frontiers or in the manors of noble men, slaves were not treated much better than cattle and sheep. Most governors or consuls turned a blind eye to the life and death of foreigners.

If you retire and stay here with your severance pay, God knows what will happen in the future.

What's more, after fighting against the alliance's wolf-like army, almost all soldiers and officers had some psychological shadow.

They just want to leave this place of right and wrong.

but……

Not everyone is so eager to leave.

At the entrance to the bunker in the center of the Horn Fort, the Willante soldier standing in the observation post glanced south, and immediately ducked into the nearby bunker.

They are Griffin's bodyguards.

During the previous retreat, General Alec ordered them to evacuate, but their commander Karloff refused to carry out the acting commander's order, so everyone stayed.

The soldier said nervously as he trotted up to Karloff.

"Sir, the Alliance people are here."

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

The gate due south was blown open, the barricade in front of 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 could stop, the excited Lion Kingdom soldiers jumped out of the truck one by one. Under the greetings of their superiors, they ran towards the military camp and various defense areas not far away, intending to search for the goods that the Weilant people had not taken away in time. spoils of war.

Karloff watched quietly as the tents in the distance were torn down, and the looted items were piled onto the trucks. One after another, the loaded trucks drove away, and one after another, the empty trucks drove back. There was no emotion in his heart. .

Those people are like hyenas sitting on lions...

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

"Sir, we..."

Karloff looked at those people coldly.

"Ignore them."

Even if you want to, you can't.

There were only a few hundred of them, and they were extremely short of ammunition. They could not benefit from the frontal battlefield, let alone being surrounded in a bunker.

The war is over.

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

Just as Karloff was watching the soldiers searching for the loot, the soldiers searching for the loot soon discovered him standing in the observation post.

A newbie trotted up to the mole and reported.

"Boss! There are some Weirant people in front!"

Not leaving?

Mole raised his eyebrows.

"Take me there."

"okay!"

After following the player to the front, Mole glanced at the Wilant man standing in the observation post and briefly introduced himself.

"Captain of the Skeleton Corps, Mole."

Karloff said slowly.

"General Griffin's personal guard, Karloff."

"Why don't you leave?" Mole glanced at the closed door of the bunker and asked with a half-smile, "Or there is 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 those that could not be taken away... There is nothing here, only the body of my late commander. 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 may want to drag this guy out and whip his corpse, but he is not a survivor of Luoxia Province, he is just a player, and he does not have such a deep sense of the suffering in the aftermath of the war. A corpse is even less interesting.

But out of curiosity, he asked casually.

"Oh, how did he die?"

"Stroke."

"Tsk, I don't want to say forget 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."

Disposal of spoils, determination of the fate of the defeated, 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.

In the alliance's first military operation against the Sunset Province, the headquarters transferred the Heart of Steel to the Capital of Plenty, and at the same time sent the Skeleton Corps to march in the direction of the Lost Valley.

At this critical juncture, Griffin predicted that the Alliance had obtained intelligence about its own side, and took advantage of the situation. All armored forces were deployed in advance to set up an ambush on the east side of Lost Valley.

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

At that time, his Skeleton Corps was caught off guard.

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

In fact, earlier, without the intelligence collected by Comrade Pangolin when passing through Camp 530, the Lion Kingdom might not have been able to support the alliance to complete war preparations.

And even if the plan failed to meet expectations time and time again, the guy still made timely remedies until the last moment of his life.

Even if you don't dig into the old scores of the Bone Tribe, the alliance was almost destroyed at the hands of this BOSS at least twice.

Moving away from the iron door, Mole looked at Karloff standing in the observation post.

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

Karloff's expression was slightly touched, and he moved his Adam's apple, but said nothing. He 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 room in the castle, finally received a call from acting commander General Alec after a long wait.

"...We have arrived at Far West City. Damn, this damn place is too poor." Alec's voice had a hint of joy.

Although he could only serve as a commander for a few days, it still gave him an addiction to commanding thousands of troops. When he was under Griffin, his adjutant role was only as a handyman, and he was often caught between junior officers and superiors.

This day has come to an end.

"Have they all been evacuated?"

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

Cohen nodded.

Griffin's direct descendants don't need to worry about him. If they insist on seeking death, just let them be.

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

Alec said with a smile.

"Very good."

After the words fell, both sides suddenly became silent. Both seemed to think that the other party had something to say, and both planned to wait for the other party to speak first.

But the silence didn't last long.

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

"Sir...are we losing?"

Cohen replied succinctly.

"The ceasefire negotiations do not include this part. You will bring victory back to Triumph City."

Each side would declare themselves victorious.

This is an explanation to one's own people.

Alec breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the answer he wanted to hear.

"I see."

As he and the other captains had guessed, it was impossible for the Legion to surrender to the Enterprise, let alone the Alliance.

The company will not naively believe that this victory alone is enough to mean that the military power of the East Coast has surpassed that of the West Coast.

As for those wastelanders who don't know whether to live or die, they probably want to take advantage of this opportunity to get some benefits. Although it was ridiculously naive, problems that could be solved with benefits were not problems. He didn't need to get entangled with them because of a little profit.

Those barbarians can just 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. etc……

In exchange, the Union would return a series of prisoners, including Generals McClung and Soft, and would acquiesce to the defenders of Fort Bugle to lay down their weapons and evacuate honorably from their positions.

Those rescued prisoners, the rescued officers, and the various factions in Triumph City will thank themselves.

Not only did he help them preserve their strength, but he also helped them achieve a "victory" that they had not achieved on the battlefield.

They will thank him.

This will be a huge political resource.

"By the way, Mr. Governor." Suddenly remembering something again, Alec said on the phone.

Cohen said casually.

"Is there anything else?"

Alec hesitated and reported truthfully.

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

Cohen said nonchalantly.

"Let him do that kind of thing. Whoever wants to collect the body for him can do it. It doesn't matter."

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

Although this ending is not bad.

A mere three-star captain of ten thousand wanted to kidnap the entire Triumph City. These officers who climbed up from the bottom really dared to think so.

Is this someone who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes?

If he is still alive, he will definitely not be as good as him when he goes back. If he dies outside, he might still be a tragic hero.

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

Cohen chuckled, shook his head, and hung up the phone as if it was a boring chore.

…

The next day.

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

A few days ago, this place was deserted. Only a few representatives from all parties were sent here, and only those few people spoke.

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

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

As for 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 and Li Changkong from Ideal Group, as well as two bionic people from Kangmao Group.

In addition to these distinguished people, Chu Guang also saw several reporters from Ideal City.

Among them were the "Zhiyuan Newspaper" that he knew, and some media that he had no impression of. He only thought that the logos on the equipment in their hands looked familiar, probably because he had interviewed them in the Shuguang City area before.

Considering the historical significance of this ceasefire negotiation and the fact that the photos and images will be played many times, Chu Guang paid great attention to expression management from the moment he entered the conference hall.

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

"The manager of Vault 404 and the Alliance!" The reporter from "Futurist News" lowered his voice and said excitedly, "I heard that he comes from the pre-war era."

"Where did you hear that?" The reporter from the Omniscient Broadcasting Company cast a surprised look at her.

"During the interview in Dawn City!"

"But he looks to be in his twenties."

"What's the point? Aren't the managers of the shelter all old popsicles who have been frozen and dormant? Maybe he is already an old monster who has lived for more than two hundred years!"

The reporters from Ideal City were making a lot of noise.

Although it didn't seem out of place in such a noisy occasion, it still made Li Ke, who was sitting at the conference table, feel annoyed.

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 probing guys are really harder to guard against than the mutant crocodiles in the swamp.

There were also a few Alliance soldiers, and the way they looked at him always made him feel weird... How to describe it, it was as if the natives of the Golden Lizard Kingdom had seen gold coins.

Looking at Chu Guang sitting aside, Li Ke tilted his head towards him and asked in a low voice.

"...Why did so many people come suddenly?"

"After all, this is a moment to witness history. Isn't it normal to come and take a group photo?" Chu Guang smiled, but suddenly thought that his friends in the north might misunderstand, so he added politely, "Of course, I am talking about those Journalists."

Li Ke coughed.

"You don't need to emphasize that -"

"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet."

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

Wait until the meeting hall gets a little quieter.

He spoke in a steady voice.

"Thanks to all parties for their 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 a life-and-death crisis, we should join hands to face common threats and explore a common future..."

He spoke for about ten minutes.

Seeing the legion representatives yawning, Wu Changnian stopped talking and handed the three signed agreements to his subordinates, who handed them to the Weirant people standing next to the conference table. officer.

"So much 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 in front of Chu Guang across the negotiation table.

The content of the agreement has been repeatedly confirmed.

The final signature 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 take over the Falcon Kingdom again from the hands of the Alliance.

after all……

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

Most of the "substantial benefits" belonging to the alliance were outside this piece of paper. Chu Guang simply glanced at the agreement.

In addition to a series of clauses including restrictions on troop garrison and withdrawal of troops by all parties, there are only three important clauses on this black-and-white document that are important to the alliance.

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

The other is that the Heart of Steel and the town of Bicester, which originally belonged to the Legion, are owned by the Alliance in accordance with the principle of "maintaining the status quo".

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

The legion, the enterprise, and the alliance each send one or two representatives to investigate, and the college as an observer will also send a technician to assist.

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

It was customary for him to say something on this important occasion.

But he was not in the habit of speaking at length.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Chu Guang looked at Lao Bai, Edge of Water, Commander Quanshui 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 His Big Cutie Sisi" for the reward!!! It's been half a year, and the topic that Dian Niang promised us is finally online. I'm in tears. I'll add an update today! But the second update will be a little later. , sent before twelve o'clock).