Chapter 485: It’s Nice to Take Shelter Under a Big Tree?

When Franklin's communication with the intelligence staff ended, looking at the sad-looking man, Eleanor stepped forward with concern and said:

"Franklin, are you okay? Is the problem serious?"

While speaking, Eleanor also took off her tactical gloves and disconnected the hand assistance of the combat exoskeleton, then walked behind Franklin and gently rubbed his temples.

"I'm fine Eleanor."

Looking at the girl beside him, a trace of tenderness flashed in Franklin's eyes, which was quickly replaced by seriousness.

"The intelligence staff obtained the identity information of 'General Lampard' and his troops. They are all troops who have received training from the Atlas Group's combat forces, and some special operations units are also suspected of being trained by the Atlas Group. His subordinates have been trained.”

"Atlas Group?"

Hearing Franklin's words, Eleanor's expression became serious. Although she was not particularly good at military matters, she had heard of Atlas's name even before she came to the Lubion system.

A series of events that followed, either in the Rubian galaxy or in other distant galaxies, left a deep impression on her about the Atlas Group.

"I remember Franklin, aren't you familiar with the actual controller of Atlas? It seems to be Mr. Ray Bill?" Eleanor asked, tilting her head.

"These are just rumors."

Franklin smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly and shook his head:

"Where does the 'familiar relationship' come from? I only communicated with Mr. Rebel twice, just twice. And all my requests were rejected by the other party.

Perhaps in Mr. Rebel's opinion, he only wanted to talk to me for a few words before he was willing to talk to me more.

When it came to actual help, I still wasn't valuable enough for him to see. "

"But Franklin, haven't you done it now?" Eleanor comforted: "You pulled up such a large team by yourself and controlled sixteen large and super large cities. I believe that Ray Bill Sir, you should start to pay attention to you now!”

"It's not enough for you to think about the scale of Atlas now. Compared with it, what I am doing now can only be said to be a 'trivial' achievement."

There was a hint of loneliness in Franklin's words, but he quickly adjusted his emotions - this is also one of his abilities. He can quickly adjust his mentality and emotions no matter what the situation. Otherwise, he would be in trouble when he encountered many difficulties. , and he couldn't make the right decision with a clear head.

"One day, I will definitely impress Mr. Rebel. But for now, let us focus on the problem at hand."

Franklin squeezed Eleanor's hand lightly, then let go and stood up. Then he turned on the 'battle-tested' battlefield holographic projection device and released an overhead view.

"If the opponent has only received training and equipment from Atlas, although the battle will be difficult and the casualties of the soldiers will be relatively heavy, it is not impossible for us to win with the superiority of troops."

As he spoke, Franklin marked out the large industrial parks and satellite cities controlled by 'General Lampard', and then continued:

"But the really tricky thing is the special operations units under 'General Lampard' who have received training from the training team. Complex and dense environments such as industrial parks and satellite cities with extremely short firefighting distances are the most suitable environments for them to perform. Believe me, Atlas's teaching team is more terrifying than you imagine and even more terrifying than what the outside world has rumored. They are true masters of urban warfare.

Although we are only facing their 'students' now, as long as 'General Lampard' rationally allocates his elite units and lets them assist other conventional forces in defense, it will be difficult for us to achieve results.

The previous attacks on enemy defensive positions by organized forces have clearly demonstrated this. When the offensive troops are blocked, an attack by these elite units will often cause a lot of casualties to us, and it will also cause serious casualties. It will greatly affect our own morale."

"Teaching Team" Eleanor murmured the name, "I remember there have been rumors in the team that you have a close relationship with the elite troops of Atlas. When the coalition forces liberated Ptolemy City, It was only because of your help that things went so smoothly.”

"No, where did these rumors come from?" Franklin said with a bit of laughter and tears: "If I really have that ability, can I still be forced into this situation now?"

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"So does that guy Franklin have anything to do with the Atlas Group?"

In the area controlled by Franklin's 'Restoration Alliance', in an inconspicuous building room, several people whose faces could not be seen clearly were holding a gathering quietly.

"Launel said that he saw Franklin and the person behind Atlas talking happily at the celebration cocktail party of the self-government at that time." A middle-aged man with gloomy eyes said in a deep voice, and at the same time Looking at the other person in the corner of the room,

"Hey, Lawnell! Did you see clearly at that time?! If you dare to lie to us, you know what will happen."

The middle-aged man's low roar obviously startled the young man named Lawnell. His whole body trembled. It wasn't until he found that other people in the room were staring at him with unkind expressions that he became cautious and a little cautious. He said excitedly:

"Damn it, I swear everything I said is true! When I followed my father to the cocktail party, I really saw Franklin chatting with that Mr. Ray Bill for a long time!

And the whole night, the big boss of Atlas didn’t have a few serious conversations with anyone else!

Only Franklin, hell, I even saw that Mr. Ray Beal get him a glass of champagne! "

A young man named Lawnell danced and told what he had seen, clearly terrified of everyone else in the room.

"Okay, okay. Stop getting excited and just sit down!"

It was the middle-aged man who spoke again, and after hearing his words, Raunel sat back obediently and bowed his head and stopped talking.

The other people in the room looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, another person waved and said: "Forget it, take this guy away."

Soon, two armed men who looked like soldiers took Raunel out, and these unidentified guys were the only ones left in the room.

"So you think what he said is true? The eldest son of Para Heavy Industry was indeed qualified to attend the celebration reception at that time."

"It should be true. This kid's wealth and life are now in our hands. We should not dare to lie on this issue."

"By the way, does he know that his parents are dead? He doesn't think we are still detaining these two wastes of food, right?"

"Oh haha, I really forgot to tell him."

"Forget it, it's okay." The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop the topic, "Anyway, he will go to the reunion soon, so there's no need to talk about it."

"Then the next question is, to what extent did Franklin cooperate with the Atlas Group? Did he really assist the mysterious 'teaching team' in Ptolemy City at that time and play such a big role in the recovery operation? "