The sunset shrank into a point on the skyline, sinking into the sea with the afterglow of dusk.
Finally, it was time to get off work, Willoughby Wanfu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What a bad day.
After the explosion at noon, he first received a call from the Minister of the General Affairs Department of the War Zone of the Bharat Province, and was turned away from the Governor's Office.
The old fox Yahui agreed clearly before, but now he turned his back on his face. He said, "I just thought about it and threw all the work of wiping my butt to him to do it."
Fortunately, he is a ten thousand men and he still has a way to continue to throw the blame.
Pushing away from the desk, Willoughby left the garrison building with an untuning little tune.
People greeted him from time to time along the way, and he smiled and nodded in response.
He enjoyed the feeling of being respected.
Especially when his majesty was wronged in other places, those flattering smiles always made him feel a little relieved.
What a pity.
His Wasp plan is obviously a genius plan, and it is about to succeed.
But who expected that the people below took their own initiative and found people who should not be investigated in cases that should not be investigated, and even alarmed the General Affairs Department... Now it can only be said that they are not lucky.
Just as he was feeling that everything was not going well, a black sedan parked steadily in front of him.
This is the garrison car.
Willoughby was slightly stunned, not remembering that he had arranged for the driver to pick him up.
At this moment, the door in the back seat suddenly opened, and a face that unexpectedly appeared behind the door.
The face had a pleasant smile, as if he was staring at the prey that had fallen into a trap.
And the muzzle hidden in the shadow made his heartbeat and breathing frozen.
...Mr. Willoughby, please act a little more naturally.
While talking, Taran pointed a gun at him and patted the seat next to him gently.
Then he sat obediently next to me.
Finally realizing what was going on, Willoughby's face gradually lost its blood.
He didn't dare to bet on whether there were any bullets in the gun, so he stretched out his trembling hand to hold the car door and sat next to the wasp tremblingly.
At this moment, he noticed the man sitting in the driver's seat, or the vaguely familiar face.
Willoughby's eyes widened for a moment, and there was obvious disbelief in his pupils.
He's seen this guy!
This guy is from the garrison!
But he couldn't remember what this guy was named, after all, there were too many people saying hello to him every day.
You, you are
Kant, don't bother to think about my name, you won't remember it.After glanced at the car's endoscope, Kant replied casually.
The indifferent expression seemed to care nothing, but Willoughby was surprised to catch a life-saving straw.
You're from the Garrison Intelligence Department
Yes, I am also a disciple of the Enlightenment Society.
Enlightenment meeting?
Willoughby's head was confused and looked at him in surprise. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.
Are you... crazy?
However, Kant did not want to explain to him, but just started the car on his own and threw a sentence at Taran, who was sitting in the back seat.
etc.
Willoughby stared at the door handle and tried to escape, only to find that the door was locked.
Taran naturally couldn't let him escape, so he took out the wet towel prepared in advance and pounced on it, pressing his mouth and nose tightly.
Not long after, Willoughby, who was suppressed by him, stopped moving and only his even and steady breathing was left.
Confirm that the guy is still alive, Taran put the towel stained with dark green crystals into a plastic bag and sealed it, then looked at Kant who had already started the car.
...What's next?
When I went to the radio station, Kant calmly lit a cigarette, and I had something to ask him.
……
On the other side, the Garrison Intelligence Section.
After half an hour of busyness, Daniel finally cleaned up the disguised stronghold of the Enlightenment Club and returned to the team with all the staff who performed the finishing work and the recycled information.
The Wasp's plan came to an end, and the next thing to decide is the stay and departure of the thirty alliance travelers detained in the Carternold Prison.
Daniel took the documents he had completed in a hurry to report the matter to Chief Willoughby Wanfu. After all, he was the whole Huh, and the head of the intelligence department was just an executor.
However, when he arrived at the door, he found that the office door was tightly closed.
At this moment, Captain Willoughby's secretary happened to pass by the corridor. Daniel quickly stopped him and asked.
Where is Willoughby's ten thousand men?
The secretary pointed to his watch and said impatiently.
It's time now, Willoughby got off work earlier than Chief Wanfu. You can come back tomorrow if you have something to do.
Hearing that the commander had already gotten off work, Daniel's expression on his face was a little strange, but he nodded.
...Okay.
He thought Willoughby Wanfu would wait for him for a while, but he didn't expect that the adult was even more anxious to get home from get off work.
It seems that I am thinking too much.
Saying goodbye to Captain Willoughby Wanfu's secretary, Daniel glanced at his watch and decided to bring the information back to the intelligence department's office and put it in.
However, at this moment, he saw his assistant running over in panic.
No, something happened!
Daniel frowned as he looked at the irritated assistant and the pale face running.
He didn't dare to waste time, he immediately asked.
What's going on?
The panting assistant swallowed and said as if he had seen a ghost.
The disappearing signal...reappears again.
A disappearing signal?
Daniel was stunned for a moment, and at first he didn't realize what it was. It was not until his eyes fell on the document in his hand that he suddenly realized that he was talking about the car with a bomb installed.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he pushed away the assistant blocking him and rushed towards the direction of the intelligence department.
The car did not explode!
Someone blocked the signal!
But why?!
His brain was filled with countless puzzles that were unthinkable, and each possibility pointed to the worst outcome.
When he arrived at the intelligence department office, everyone was talking in surprise.
Without having time to think more, he grabbed the staff closest to him and asked anxiously.
Where is Kant?Where is that guy Kant!
The staff member shook his head in panic.
Me, I don't know... He hasn't shown up and his last contact was near Carternold Prison.
nonsense!I made the phone call, how could I not know that he had been to Carternold Prison!
Daniel reached out to grab his collar and cursed with spitting.
Go find someone for me!immediately!I want to know where he is now and why he didn't detonate the bomb!
Yes, yes!Listening to this difficult request, the staff answered almost with a sad face.
Daniel hurriedly let him go, then quickly walked to the side of a terminal, pressing the shoulder of the staff member who was about to get up from the terminal.
Where is that car now?
The staff sitting in front of the terminal swallowed and replied nervously.
We just located its signal, it is crossing Route 14, and the destination should be northwest of Yongyao Port...
Since there are no satellites, they can only use the method of plane positioning signals to determine the position of the target.
That is, the orientation and relative distance of the signal source are calculated first, and then the position of the signal transmission source on the map is determined based on the position at the signal reception.
This positioning method has large errors, and it will have a certain lag depending on the complexity of the road conditions.
Daniel's brain was running fast, and he kept muttering.
What exactly is there in the northwest of Yongyao Port... northwest...?
A staff member sitting next to him said in an uncertain tone.
...Is it a radio station?
Broadcasting station?
Daniel was stunned for a moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
If it was a radio station, he probably guessed what that guy was going to do...
But why?
Seeing that the leader of the planning team did not speak, the staff swallowed and continued nervously.
...The signal from the locator can be received, the bomb should not have been removed, and it is impossible for them to drive while dismantling the bomb.If we dial that number now, we can blow up the target...what do it?
Daniel didn't speak.
The plan has gone out of control. He doesn't even know who the person sitting in that car is. Even if the number is dialed, it may not be possible to stop the out of control train.
Just as he was stunned, the head of the intelligence department suddenly broke in from outside the door.
The man who had always been calm was full of panic on his face at this moment.
He walked up with great strides and grabbed Daniel's shoulder.Have you seen Willoughby's Wanhun?
Looking at the blood-filled eyes, Daniel was frightened for a moment and subconsciously shook his head.
No, I went to see him, but his secretary told me he was off work
Before he could finish his words, the bloodshot-filled section chief interrupted him rudely.
Some people say that they saw him riding in a black sedan at the door of the garrison building, and the license plate number was the one we reported to have lost!What are you doing?!
The moment he heard this, Daniel felt that a hundred-kilogram bomb was detonated in his mind, and it was buzzing and blank.
Not only did the idiot silence the hornet, but he also hijacked all their commanders!
A spy who colluded with the alliance hijacked a ten thousand tyrant captain...
And it's still in wartime!
This is no longer different from rebellion.
His face was as white as paper drawn in the toilet. Daniel only felt that all his strength was being drained, and his body softened and almost collapsed on the ground.
Looking at the angry section chief, he squeezed out a sentence from his trembling lips.
...They are heading to the radio station in the northwest of the city, and we are rushing over now... Maybe we can stop him.
The head of the intelligence department pushed him violently and bombed him to the door of the office.
Then what are you waiting for? Why don’t you give me a chance to go!!
If our chief loses a piece of hair, I will kill you in person!
Daniel ran out of the door with a look of horror. He had no doubt that his section chief was not joking. If Captain Willoughby had any mistakes, that guy would have killed him without hesitation.
Without any stop, he brought about a dozen intelligence officers and rushed to the northwest urban area of Yongyegang without saying a word.
He was praying along the way, hoping that Kant's idiot would not do stupid things.
At the same time, he kept dialing out the contact numbers with the communicator and trying to get in touch with Kant.
However, the latter seemed to have expected that he would do this, so he simply turned off the communication equipment, without any intention of communicating with him or stopping.
Oh shit!
Daniel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, thrashed the door hard, and his pupils were filled with a frightened and frightened anger.
At the same time, the black car carrying Willoughby Wanfu had already reached the door of the radio station.
It was getting dark at this moment, and the staff at the radio station had basically gotten off work.
Looking at the car parked at the door, the security guard on duty walked forward and asked routinely.
Who are you?
Kant skillfully took out the ID from his arms and shook it twice in front of him.
The garrison handles the case and opens the door.
When the security guard heard that it was from the garrison team, he was not suspicious at all. He quickly jogged back to the duty booth and opened the railings in the middle of the road.
Kant kicked the car in with a throttle, and did not go to the garage next to him, but drove straight downstairs of the square five-story building directly in front of him.
Turning off the engine, he pulled up the handbrake, grabbed the Pu-9 submachine gun that was placed under the passenger seat, and looked back at Taran, who was sitting in the back seat.
You carried him behind me.
Finally, he waited for the most exciting part, and Taran excitedly replied to his reliable look.
receive.
Unfortunately, this operation was too hasty.
If he was given two or three days to prepare, he would mobilize the thirty brothers in the prison and recall the two confidants who ran outside the settlement, he might be able to make up a larger wave of fireworks.
Kant nodded, without continuing to talk nonsense to him, and stepped out of the car door, then raised the barrel and rammed into the sky.
The sudden gunfire scared everyone around him and ran out like a life-threatening one after another.
The security guard standing in the duty room was stunned and looked at the man holding a submachine gun in a daze, not knowing what this guy was going to do.
At this moment, Daniel and his men finally arrived at the scene.
Looking at the Willoughby Wanfu being dragged out of the car, his eyes turned red in an instant and he shouted at Kant holding a submachine gun.
Kant!Are you crazy?!What do you want to do?!
While giving orders, Daniel gave a look at his teammates beside him and divided a team of people to go around the back of the radio station to prevent Kant from using this building to get rid of the pursuers and escape.
However, he didn't know that the loyal subordinate in front of him had no intention of running away at all.
This is the battlefield he chose for himself, and it is also the final battlefield.
It is precisely because of this that in the face of his boss's roar, the expression on Kant's face did not change at all, as if he had not heard it.
Taran, who was carrying Willowbi on his back, was confused by the angry roar.
What's going on?
He thought it was the plan of the Enlightenment, but Daniel, the guide, told him that it was obviously not the case.
What made him particularly confused was that he couldn't even tell whether this was an internal strife between the Southern Legion or an internal strife between the Enlightenment Society.
At this moment, he is like Skip for a long story, but when it is about to start a fight, he can't tell which side is the enemy and which side is the friend.
Come to my side.
Looking at Kant who was waving like himself, Taran finally decided to follow him first.
He didn't know what this NPC was going to do, but he promised this guy that he was ready.
And the moment he stepped into the building, the car they were riding in had a sudden bang and turned into a burning ball of fire in the explosion.
The burning flames illuminated Taran's confused face, and it was not until then that he vaguely noticed something.
My identity may have been exposed long ago...
Kant's next sentence confirmed his conjecture.
But he didn't understand why this Willant man was on his side.
...They installed bombs on the car.As planned, you have died at the door of Carternold Prison.
We will release your fellow countrymen, but will not acknowledge your existence…including the entire Wasp program.
Taran swallowed.
…The wasp plan?
Kant nodded, briefly explained the content of the entire plan, and confessed everything to them.
In short, the garrison did not know the existence of the Enlightenment, but only learned through the superior intelligence department that there was such an organization composed of refuge residents in the Great Desert, and this organization was suspected to have mastered this unfinished super weapon.
So their respected garrison commander had an idea and forged an Enlightenment stronghold in the Marshal's Arsenal, and tried to use the cocoon to get more information about the Enlightenment and that super weapon from his mouth.
Things actually went smoothly, but unfortunately they found clues that shouldn't have been investigated, and a big man far away from Eternal Night Harbor took action to cut off all their clues.
After listening to Kant's statement, Taran's face showed a hint of laughter and crying expression.
...After a long time, you got the information about the Enlightenment Association from me.
Kant said concisely.
Some are yes, and some are from the archives of Yawent City and Triumph City.
Taran was silent for a moment and sighed.
...I've been in vain.
Kant raised his eyebrows gently.
...Are you really a spy in the alliance?
spy?I'm the commander of the Desert Corps. Taran grinned. Of course, you can also think I'm bragging, I won't admit it anyway.
Kant smiled unanimously, with a look of disbelief on his face.
If this guy can be the commander of the corps, he will be a commander of ten thousand men!
However, he did not remove this guy's station, but just took a calm look at the more and more vehicles and guards outside the window, and then said calmly.
I'm sorry to have you rolled in. Although I've thought about letting you go, I need teammates.
Taran grinned.
What do you do if you apologize? Such an interesting thing may not be encountered in your life, let alone you think I am a teammate.
The calm eyes seemed to put life and death aside.
Kant looked at him unexpectedly and suddenly smiled.
I always hear people say that the refuge residents of the Alliance are all a bunch of weirdos... Now I believe it.
Not all of them are, but you are not lucky. When you meet someone like me who is unreliable, you freed your hand to scratch the back of your head, Taran weighed the guy behind him, what about now?Are you going to beat this guy up, or use him as a hostage to exchange for a ship in the alliance?
None of them, Kant shook his head and continued with a slow speech. My plan has told you from the beginning... The Willant people have heard enough lies, and now they need to listen to some truth.
At the same time, outside the radio station, more and more garrison guards completed the assembly.
Daniel was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and the same was true for the head of the intelligence department, including the heads of other departments.
There were only two people occupying the radio station, but the hostage they held was Willoughby Wanhun.
No one can afford to accidentally injure the hostages, but just dragging on like this is not a solution.
At this moment, the speaker on the roof of the main building of the radio station suddenly rang out.
The harsh frequency tune made everyone present stand up involuntarily.
Especially Daniel standing on the front line with a gun.
In a moment, Kant's voice came out of the broadcast.
Listen to the people outside, your superior, Willoughby Wanfu is now in my hands.If you don't want him to encounter an accident, you'd better stand there and don't move.
My appeal is very simple, just stand there, do nothing, and give me two hours.
Two hours are good!
I will use these precious two hours to give our respected Willowbie Wanfu.
Have a cold...Difficult, uncomfortable
Finally, it was time to get off work, Willoughby Wanfu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What a bad day.
After the explosion at noon, he first received a call from the Minister of the General Affairs Department of the War Zone of the Bharat Province, and was turned away from the Governor's Office.
The old fox Yahui agreed clearly before, but now he turned his back on his face. He said, "I just thought about it and threw all the work of wiping my butt to him to do it."
Fortunately, he is a ten thousand men and he still has a way to continue to throw the blame.
Pushing away from the desk, Willoughby left the garrison building with an untuning little tune.
People greeted him from time to time along the way, and he smiled and nodded in response.
He enjoyed the feeling of being respected.
Especially when his majesty was wronged in other places, those flattering smiles always made him feel a little relieved.
What a pity.
His Wasp plan is obviously a genius plan, and it is about to succeed.
But who expected that the people below took their own initiative and found people who should not be investigated in cases that should not be investigated, and even alarmed the General Affairs Department... Now it can only be said that they are not lucky.
Just as he was feeling that everything was not going well, a black sedan parked steadily in front of him.
This is the garrison car.
Willoughby was slightly stunned, not remembering that he had arranged for the driver to pick him up.
At this moment, the door in the back seat suddenly opened, and a face that unexpectedly appeared behind the door.
The face had a pleasant smile, as if he was staring at the prey that had fallen into a trap.
And the muzzle hidden in the shadow made his heartbeat and breathing frozen.
...Mr. Willoughby, please act a little more naturally.
While talking, Taran pointed a gun at him and patted the seat next to him gently.
Then he sat obediently next to me.
Finally realizing what was going on, Willoughby's face gradually lost its blood.
He didn't dare to bet on whether there were any bullets in the gun, so he stretched out his trembling hand to hold the car door and sat next to the wasp tremblingly.
At this moment, he noticed the man sitting in the driver's seat, or the vaguely familiar face.
Willoughby's eyes widened for a moment, and there was obvious disbelief in his pupils.
He's seen this guy!
This guy is from the garrison!
But he couldn't remember what this guy was named, after all, there were too many people saying hello to him every day.
You, you are
Kant, don't bother to think about my name, you won't remember it.After glanced at the car's endoscope, Kant replied casually.
The indifferent expression seemed to care nothing, but Willoughby was surprised to catch a life-saving straw.
You're from the Garrison Intelligence Department
Yes, I am also a disciple of the Enlightenment Society.
Enlightenment meeting?
Willoughby's head was confused and looked at him in surprise. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.
Are you... crazy?
However, Kant did not want to explain to him, but just started the car on his own and threw a sentence at Taran, who was sitting in the back seat.
etc.
Willoughby stared at the door handle and tried to escape, only to find that the door was locked.
Taran naturally couldn't let him escape, so he took out the wet towel prepared in advance and pounced on it, pressing his mouth and nose tightly.
Not long after, Willoughby, who was suppressed by him, stopped moving and only his even and steady breathing was left.
Confirm that the guy is still alive, Taran put the towel stained with dark green crystals into a plastic bag and sealed it, then looked at Kant who had already started the car.
...What's next?
When I went to the radio station, Kant calmly lit a cigarette, and I had something to ask him.
……
On the other side, the Garrison Intelligence Section.
After half an hour of busyness, Daniel finally cleaned up the disguised stronghold of the Enlightenment Club and returned to the team with all the staff who performed the finishing work and the recycled information.
The Wasp's plan came to an end, and the next thing to decide is the stay and departure of the thirty alliance travelers detained in the Carternold Prison.
Daniel took the documents he had completed in a hurry to report the matter to Chief Willoughby Wanfu. After all, he was the whole Huh, and the head of the intelligence department was just an executor.
However, when he arrived at the door, he found that the office door was tightly closed.
At this moment, Captain Willoughby's secretary happened to pass by the corridor. Daniel quickly stopped him and asked.
Where is Willoughby's ten thousand men?
The secretary pointed to his watch and said impatiently.
It's time now, Willoughby got off work earlier than Chief Wanfu. You can come back tomorrow if you have something to do.
Hearing that the commander had already gotten off work, Daniel's expression on his face was a little strange, but he nodded.
...Okay.
He thought Willoughby Wanfu would wait for him for a while, but he didn't expect that the adult was even more anxious to get home from get off work.
It seems that I am thinking too much.
Saying goodbye to Captain Willoughby Wanfu's secretary, Daniel glanced at his watch and decided to bring the information back to the intelligence department's office and put it in.
However, at this moment, he saw his assistant running over in panic.
No, something happened!
Daniel frowned as he looked at the irritated assistant and the pale face running.
He didn't dare to waste time, he immediately asked.
What's going on?
The panting assistant swallowed and said as if he had seen a ghost.
The disappearing signal...reappears again.
A disappearing signal?
Daniel was stunned for a moment, and at first he didn't realize what it was. It was not until his eyes fell on the document in his hand that he suddenly realized that he was talking about the car with a bomb installed.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he pushed away the assistant blocking him and rushed towards the direction of the intelligence department.
The car did not explode!
Someone blocked the signal!
But why?!
His brain was filled with countless puzzles that were unthinkable, and each possibility pointed to the worst outcome.
When he arrived at the intelligence department office, everyone was talking in surprise.
Without having time to think more, he grabbed the staff closest to him and asked anxiously.
Where is Kant?Where is that guy Kant!
The staff member shook his head in panic.
Me, I don't know... He hasn't shown up and his last contact was near Carternold Prison.
nonsense!I made the phone call, how could I not know that he had been to Carternold Prison!
Daniel reached out to grab his collar and cursed with spitting.
Go find someone for me!immediately!I want to know where he is now and why he didn't detonate the bomb!
Yes, yes!Listening to this difficult request, the staff answered almost with a sad face.
Daniel hurriedly let him go, then quickly walked to the side of a terminal, pressing the shoulder of the staff member who was about to get up from the terminal.
Where is that car now?
The staff sitting in front of the terminal swallowed and replied nervously.
We just located its signal, it is crossing Route 14, and the destination should be northwest of Yongyao Port...
Since there are no satellites, they can only use the method of plane positioning signals to determine the position of the target.
That is, the orientation and relative distance of the signal source are calculated first, and then the position of the signal transmission source on the map is determined based on the position at the signal reception.
This positioning method has large errors, and it will have a certain lag depending on the complexity of the road conditions.
Daniel's brain was running fast, and he kept muttering.
What exactly is there in the northwest of Yongyao Port... northwest...?
A staff member sitting next to him said in an uncertain tone.
...Is it a radio station?
Broadcasting station?
Daniel was stunned for a moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
If it was a radio station, he probably guessed what that guy was going to do...
But why?
Seeing that the leader of the planning team did not speak, the staff swallowed and continued nervously.
...The signal from the locator can be received, the bomb should not have been removed, and it is impossible for them to drive while dismantling the bomb.If we dial that number now, we can blow up the target...what do it?
Daniel didn't speak.
The plan has gone out of control. He doesn't even know who the person sitting in that car is. Even if the number is dialed, it may not be possible to stop the out of control train.
Just as he was stunned, the head of the intelligence department suddenly broke in from outside the door.
The man who had always been calm was full of panic on his face at this moment.
He walked up with great strides and grabbed Daniel's shoulder.Have you seen Willoughby's Wanhun?
Looking at the blood-filled eyes, Daniel was frightened for a moment and subconsciously shook his head.
No, I went to see him, but his secretary told me he was off work
Before he could finish his words, the bloodshot-filled section chief interrupted him rudely.
Some people say that they saw him riding in a black sedan at the door of the garrison building, and the license plate number was the one we reported to have lost!What are you doing?!
The moment he heard this, Daniel felt that a hundred-kilogram bomb was detonated in his mind, and it was buzzing and blank.
Not only did the idiot silence the hornet, but he also hijacked all their commanders!
A spy who colluded with the alliance hijacked a ten thousand tyrant captain...
And it's still in wartime!
This is no longer different from rebellion.
His face was as white as paper drawn in the toilet. Daniel only felt that all his strength was being drained, and his body softened and almost collapsed on the ground.
Looking at the angry section chief, he squeezed out a sentence from his trembling lips.
...They are heading to the radio station in the northwest of the city, and we are rushing over now... Maybe we can stop him.
The head of the intelligence department pushed him violently and bombed him to the door of the office.
Then what are you waiting for? Why don’t you give me a chance to go!!
If our chief loses a piece of hair, I will kill you in person!
Daniel ran out of the door with a look of horror. He had no doubt that his section chief was not joking. If Captain Willoughby had any mistakes, that guy would have killed him without hesitation.
Without any stop, he brought about a dozen intelligence officers and rushed to the northwest urban area of Yongyegang without saying a word.
He was praying along the way, hoping that Kant's idiot would not do stupid things.
At the same time, he kept dialing out the contact numbers with the communicator and trying to get in touch with Kant.
However, the latter seemed to have expected that he would do this, so he simply turned off the communication equipment, without any intention of communicating with him or stopping.
Oh shit!
Daniel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, thrashed the door hard, and his pupils were filled with a frightened and frightened anger.
At the same time, the black car carrying Willoughby Wanfu had already reached the door of the radio station.
It was getting dark at this moment, and the staff at the radio station had basically gotten off work.
Looking at the car parked at the door, the security guard on duty walked forward and asked routinely.
Who are you?
Kant skillfully took out the ID from his arms and shook it twice in front of him.
The garrison handles the case and opens the door.
When the security guard heard that it was from the garrison team, he was not suspicious at all. He quickly jogged back to the duty booth and opened the railings in the middle of the road.
Kant kicked the car in with a throttle, and did not go to the garage next to him, but drove straight downstairs of the square five-story building directly in front of him.
Turning off the engine, he pulled up the handbrake, grabbed the Pu-9 submachine gun that was placed under the passenger seat, and looked back at Taran, who was sitting in the back seat.
You carried him behind me.
Finally, he waited for the most exciting part, and Taran excitedly replied to his reliable look.
receive.
Unfortunately, this operation was too hasty.
If he was given two or three days to prepare, he would mobilize the thirty brothers in the prison and recall the two confidants who ran outside the settlement, he might be able to make up a larger wave of fireworks.
Kant nodded, without continuing to talk nonsense to him, and stepped out of the car door, then raised the barrel and rammed into the sky.
The sudden gunfire scared everyone around him and ran out like a life-threatening one after another.
The security guard standing in the duty room was stunned and looked at the man holding a submachine gun in a daze, not knowing what this guy was going to do.
At this moment, Daniel and his men finally arrived at the scene.
Looking at the Willoughby Wanfu being dragged out of the car, his eyes turned red in an instant and he shouted at Kant holding a submachine gun.
Kant!Are you crazy?!What do you want to do?!
While giving orders, Daniel gave a look at his teammates beside him and divided a team of people to go around the back of the radio station to prevent Kant from using this building to get rid of the pursuers and escape.
However, he didn't know that the loyal subordinate in front of him had no intention of running away at all.
This is the battlefield he chose for himself, and it is also the final battlefield.
It is precisely because of this that in the face of his boss's roar, the expression on Kant's face did not change at all, as if he had not heard it.
Taran, who was carrying Willowbi on his back, was confused by the angry roar.
What's going on?
He thought it was the plan of the Enlightenment, but Daniel, the guide, told him that it was obviously not the case.
What made him particularly confused was that he couldn't even tell whether this was an internal strife between the Southern Legion or an internal strife between the Enlightenment Society.
At this moment, he is like Skip for a long story, but when it is about to start a fight, he can't tell which side is the enemy and which side is the friend.
Come to my side.
Looking at Kant who was waving like himself, Taran finally decided to follow him first.
He didn't know what this NPC was going to do, but he promised this guy that he was ready.
And the moment he stepped into the building, the car they were riding in had a sudden bang and turned into a burning ball of fire in the explosion.
The burning flames illuminated Taran's confused face, and it was not until then that he vaguely noticed something.
My identity may have been exposed long ago...
Kant's next sentence confirmed his conjecture.
But he didn't understand why this Willant man was on his side.
...They installed bombs on the car.As planned, you have died at the door of Carternold Prison.
We will release your fellow countrymen, but will not acknowledge your existence…including the entire Wasp program.
Taran swallowed.
…The wasp plan?
Kant nodded, briefly explained the content of the entire plan, and confessed everything to them.
In short, the garrison did not know the existence of the Enlightenment, but only learned through the superior intelligence department that there was such an organization composed of refuge residents in the Great Desert, and this organization was suspected to have mastered this unfinished super weapon.
So their respected garrison commander had an idea and forged an Enlightenment stronghold in the Marshal's Arsenal, and tried to use the cocoon to get more information about the Enlightenment and that super weapon from his mouth.
Things actually went smoothly, but unfortunately they found clues that shouldn't have been investigated, and a big man far away from Eternal Night Harbor took action to cut off all their clues.
After listening to Kant's statement, Taran's face showed a hint of laughter and crying expression.
...After a long time, you got the information about the Enlightenment Association from me.
Kant said concisely.
Some are yes, and some are from the archives of Yawent City and Triumph City.
Taran was silent for a moment and sighed.
...I've been in vain.
Kant raised his eyebrows gently.
...Are you really a spy in the alliance?
spy?I'm the commander of the Desert Corps. Taran grinned. Of course, you can also think I'm bragging, I won't admit it anyway.
Kant smiled unanimously, with a look of disbelief on his face.
If this guy can be the commander of the corps, he will be a commander of ten thousand men!
However, he did not remove this guy's station, but just took a calm look at the more and more vehicles and guards outside the window, and then said calmly.
I'm sorry to have you rolled in. Although I've thought about letting you go, I need teammates.
Taran grinned.
What do you do if you apologize? Such an interesting thing may not be encountered in your life, let alone you think I am a teammate.
The calm eyes seemed to put life and death aside.
Kant looked at him unexpectedly and suddenly smiled.
I always hear people say that the refuge residents of the Alliance are all a bunch of weirdos... Now I believe it.
Not all of them are, but you are not lucky. When you meet someone like me who is unreliable, you freed your hand to scratch the back of your head, Taran weighed the guy behind him, what about now?Are you going to beat this guy up, or use him as a hostage to exchange for a ship in the alliance?
None of them, Kant shook his head and continued with a slow speech. My plan has told you from the beginning... The Willant people have heard enough lies, and now they need to listen to some truth.
At the same time, outside the radio station, more and more garrison guards completed the assembly.
Daniel was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and the same was true for the head of the intelligence department, including the heads of other departments.
There were only two people occupying the radio station, but the hostage they held was Willoughby Wanhun.
No one can afford to accidentally injure the hostages, but just dragging on like this is not a solution.
At this moment, the speaker on the roof of the main building of the radio station suddenly rang out.
The harsh frequency tune made everyone present stand up involuntarily.
Especially Daniel standing on the front line with a gun.
In a moment, Kant's voice came out of the broadcast.
Listen to the people outside, your superior, Willoughby Wanfu is now in my hands.If you don't want him to encounter an accident, you'd better stand there and don't move.
My appeal is very simple, just stand there, do nothing, and give me two hours.
Two hours are good!
I will use these precious two hours to give our respected Willowbie Wanfu.
Have a cold...Difficult, uncomfortable
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