Chapter 298: Are you dead?

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The Christels base, at this moment, fell into extreme chaos.
A large number of soldiers rushed out of the barracks in a panic, gathered on the open ground, and looked around with the grassroots officers who led them. On the tarmac, the starting armor made a metal friction sound when mechanically extended. However, they also did not receive instructions. The fighter jet, which was lifted from the concealed ejection port, hovered in the air. The pilot listened to the chaotic communication and looked at the empty radar, at a loss.
There are no enemies who invade massively. There is nothing. Is this just a drill?
Everything seems so weird.
Stephen's body has been carried into the small building.
Duke Victor stood quietly in front of the window of the small building, with his back to his nephew's body, and looked at the chaos outside the window as if suddenly ten years old.
He couldn't believe that someone had assassinated Stephen at this moment and place! He could not believe that the situation would deteriorate so quickly. Everything is like dreaming. How he hoped, time, would be able to step back before Stephen stepped out of the small building.
Who ordered the alarm to sound? Twenty-one senior generals, in addition to the seven absolute descendants of the Howard family in front of them, where are the other fourteen?
Duke Victor's head was dizzy. Support the windowsill with both hands to keep your body balanced. He knew very well that the tree was falling apart. One of these nobles with ghosts is not the one who raised his eyebrows and rolled in the conspiracy of conspiracy. Seeing Stephen being sniped in broad daylight, they naturally made their choice as quickly as possible.
Wrong, has changed now? Has the front-line faction lined up troops received orders from their respective masters and subordinates to start passive combat to preserve their strength? At this time, who is willing to consume the force in his hands unreservedly to add wrong?
In order to add to the problem of the use of force in defensive warfare, the nobles of the major nobles have been secretly choppy, which is not a day or two. There is Stephen, and with Howard's power, Zola pulls the right block and plays with the balance, but can put the troops controlled by these nobles a little bit into it.
Although the hearts of these nobles were sore with blood, they were helpless!
As the seemingly heir of the Morton family, Stephen is the banner of the entire Gacharin old power system. It is the only bond that maintains this group that is not united. What he represents is the entire ruling class!
Gacharin had ruled Gacharin for hundreds of years, and he has been working hard to unite this class, dominated by Vibos and ultra-nationalists, by all means. Whether it is education, economy, politics, military, almost all policies, serve the interests of this class and the status of the royal family firmly.
Every Gacharin ruler understands that without the foundation of rule, without the support of stakeholders, it is impossible to grasp absolute rights. Therefore, the noble class of Gacharin mastered more than 60% of the nation's wealth. The Gacharin Vibos, who were on top of many races, enjoyed special rights.
It is this class that supports Gacharin's traditional ruling power. Let the Morton family stand for hundreds of years, let the rebellion be suppressed again and again, and let the traditional forces of Gacharin after the coup, defeat, and capture of the emperor, still be able to gather into the largest armed group, still control the economic Military pulse.
Especially for the youth power of this class, they are determined and determined. They have no choice. The education and enjoyment rights they have received have already tied them to the chariot of the Morton family. They cannot make this country democratic and let other peoples lead themselves.
But now, Stephen is dead. In the eyes of everyone, half of his skull was lifted by a shot. The Vibos loyal to Gacharin's royal family lost their loyalty at this moment. Stephen's death, in the eyes of these people, is tantamount to the collapse of the last pillar of the entire empire.
Without Stephen, there was no royal reign that ruled the country for hundreds of years. Even if the nobles struggle, the breakdown of this class is imminent. Although the Howard family is married to the royal family, they are not the royal family after all. And there are six such families in Gacharin!
At this time, if the nobles do not consider their own family interests, do not retain their strength for the future, and do not leave themselves a little capital to rely on other forces, they are not Gachalin nobles.
They may sacrifice for the royal family, but they will never sacrifice for the Howard family! The education he received since childhood and the undercurrents in the aristocratic circle have already taught these nobles how to survive in a world of noble civilization and inside. Is there any noble family that exists and grows, not politely stepping on the bones of others?
"Father." Stephen's cousin, Duke Victor's eldest son Rhett came in, holding the latest report in his hand: "As you expected, the wrong front line was added, and the one-two-two infantry division took the lead and took the defense The pressures of all were thrown to the forty-ninth division. Several other family units have similar actions. "
"Who the ..." Duke Victor turned slowly, his voice calm and cold: "Kill Stephen. Betrayed us?"
Seeing the sharp eyes in the slender eyes of the Duke, all the generals present were shocked! In this sentence of Duke Victor, there is a deep meaning. The Howard family was able to provoke storms in Gacharin. This old man's horrible wrist was the main reason.
This sentence represents a reason. A reason to settle accounts after a fall, to clear the dissidents! This old man does not seem to see the crisis in his eyes. His vision has fallen into the future.
"Has the sniper caught it?" Duke Victor walked slowly to Stephen, staring at the pale face.
"Two infantry regiments have been dispatched to conduct a net-search." Reiter said: "The suspicious position determined by the sniper has also been sent mechas for recourse, he can't escape!"
Duke Victor nodded and sighed: "Now, everyone's eyes are gathered on our Howard family. This battle ... we can't afford to lose. The dead are gone, we are still alive, after all, The Howard family will never fall like this. "He turned around and faced several generals:" Since they are all looking at us, to survive, the cards in hand are the time to play them all at once! "
"Yes!" Several generals responded. Duke Victor is definitely a man who can afford to let go. At this moment, if the Howard family still wants to save their strength, it is just an ending. The Duke saw this clearly.
The power held by the 39th Division and the Howard family is the time to invest the wrong. When the situation is stable, those nobles on the sidelines will naturally make choices. Although the loss of the Howard family will be greater, but as long as you win this battle, there are still many opportunities in the future!
"Are the military doctors at the base all concentrated?" Duke Victor asked, turning to Reiter.
"Yes, father." Reiter said: "Following your instructions, all the medical staff have been concentrated and supervised as soon as possible." Hearing this conversation, several generals looked at each other, not knowing that the Duke put the doctor What is the reason why they are locked up.
"How is your Highness now?" Duke Victor stared at the generals, and suddenly asked.
The generals were stunned by this sudden and strange problem, completely unable to understand the Duke's jumping thinking. After glancing at each other, a lieutenant lieutenant responded quickly, and said respectfully: "The doctor is rescuing His Highness Stephen."
Duke Victor nodded: "The announcement of the assassination of His Highness Stephen tells everyone that His Highness is being rescued. As long as the soldiers are not sure that His Highness is dead, we still have a chance! Remember, Your Highness is not dead! Before the end of this battle , This is the truth that you cannot even question! "
Having finished speaking, Duke Victor never looked at Stephen again, turned and strode toward the door: "Assemble the team, I will speak to the 39th Division!"

Five independent soldiers, bent along the ruins on the right side of the third street in downtown Katso, stooped and flew all the way. To the east, the enemy's energy machine gun roared endlessly. The energy bombarded the ruins densely, making a thumping noise and raising a small dust.
"Boom!" A far-reaching crossroad, an energy shell exploded into a large hole in the road. The tossed concrete blocks fell down like a hailstone, hitting two Feiyan mechas behind a bombed building like a hail, ping pong.
"Poof!" The leading corporal spit, and stopped by a large concrete wall. With his covert gestures, the soldiers nestled behind him one by one. A soldier slowly poked his head out, trying to see what was happening across the wall, but he was grabbed by the corporal and scolded: "Idiot, don't you die?"
The soldier laid his gun on his thigh, supported a protective helmet that was crooked by the wall, and squatted down against the wall. Mouth mumbles: "Sooner or later it will die."
"Little nonsense!" Corporal screamed angrily while observing the drop of the machine gun bullet: "To die, you have to get support!" .
"Come up?" The soldier dared not to look back, but glared at another snickering soldier beside him, and whispered, "A whole battalion plus three mechas, now we are a few, and the others behind come up , My mother is over seven! "
"What are you talking about?" The Corporal looked back and listened for a long time with his ears, confused and said: "How come the opposite voice is getting smaller and smaller."
"Stephen is dead!" At the end, a soldier carrying a communicator and headphones suddenly yelled.
"What?" Everyone, including the corporal, stared dumbfounded at the correspondent.
"Stephen is dead!" The soldier's eyes were staring straight at everyone, with a particularly bright radiance in his eyes: "Skynet has already captured the picture and was shot by the fat master of the 19th Division! Now, this The picture has been transmitted to all mechs, our group is the news personally released by the group leader! "
"A headshot?" Corporal and several soldiers looked at each other: "One in the east and one in the west. This can't go together!"
"The fat man airborne to the southeast of Jiacuo and sneaked all the way across the line of defense!" The soldier carrying the communicator listened with excitement in his mouth: "Too is not a person anymore. He runs with a gun alone. After more than two hundred kilometers, step in and kill Stephen! "
There was silence. The corporal shook his head, as if desperately digesting the astral news, and suddenly his eyes solidified.
In the west and south, the infantry wearing the uniform of the independent army, first one or two, then one team and two teams, as if it were a movie theater. In the end more and more. Swarming, led by dozens of mechas, rolled over here.
In the distance, the horn blasted loudly, resounding through the world.

Teams of soldiers of the Stephen Group, at the urging of the officers, climbed all the hills around the base of Christels. They bowed their waists and formed a line of scattered soldiers, carefully scrutinizing every jungle, every hillside, every grass.
Hundreds of mechas participated in this search.
Not the same as the infantry who repeatedly combed the search area. Except for a few mech squads as planned, they were scattered in every area of ​​the mountain area, and targeted blockades were carried out. The other mech fighters are all radial, spreading at high speed around. Use the speed of the mech to prevent the target from escaping.
Seen from the air, the dense infantry and the mechs over the mountains combined into a huge fish net!
Above, the death order has been issued. If you can't catch anyone in one day, just search for one day, if you can't catch people in one year, just search for one year!
The soldiers were a little depressed: who was this search sniper, what kind of clothes were they wearing, did they sneak in from the outside, or was it just one of the bases. I don't know the physical characteristics. What's the effect of this uphill search?
Everyone's mind is not on the search. Between each other, only secretly passed a question: "Stephen, is it dead?"
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