Chapter 164: Chess Piece of Charles Federation

When Marion came out of the meeting room and returned to the room, Claire had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
"Hey, Claire, why don't you go to rest at this late hour?" Marion looked at the melancholy blond girl with a hint of doting in his eyes.
"General, are we really right to do this? Charles Federation..."
Marion let her into the room, turned and walked to the desk, reached for a picture frame, and gently rubbed the mirror with his rough hand.
The little boy inside had a green expression, his head was slightly lowered, as if a little shy.
"Bart, if you are still alive, you should be as big as Montgomery now." Marion murmured this sentence and turned his eyes to Clea: "Clea, do you know? Do it?" Making choices is often more difficult than sacrifice."
Claire bit her lip: "General, we are making a deal with the devil. In this way, there will really be a future, will there be hope?"
"The devil..." Marion sighed, "Perhaps...but we have no choice."
The exchange of fire between the Monya Empire and the Charles Federation in the "Gampna" theater is intensifying. The number of fleets invested by both sides has exceeded one hundred. Cemetery? Such words are simply not enough to describe, it is simply a furnace of flames! Plasma hell!
Garcia Rebels? Twelve leaders? To put it bluntly, it was actually just a tool used by the Charles Federation to contain Monya and drag Kirklaf I.
"Using the blood and body of comrades to pave the way for the Charles Federation, is it really correct to do this?" With tears in her eyes, she thought of Sam, the 16-year-old boy, and He has his brother, the young man who can sing authentic Irish tunes.
Marion sighed long and looked away from Claire. He thought of the many family members and brothers who have been sleeping in the endless starry sky for the future and hope for the past 20 years.
According to Gabriels' meaning, at this time, the entire Crotan area should have set off a vigorous wave of revolution, not just in the east. Snails live on the north and south banks of the Sunaru River. Only an uprising that swept the entire planet, and even the Aslam star system, would attract the Mongolian army and stir up the battle of "Gampner".
Marion would naturally not do this. What Gabres cares about is the war between the Monya Empire and Charles, and he also has to consider the lives of his soldiers.
"Clearia, there may be some minor changes in the base in the next few days. You must be mentally prepared. Take care of Virginia."
"What happened?" Kleiya's face changed. As Crotan's largest missile base, the defense is solid. Aldridge will never be in the current state of Odin, unless his brain is broken. Choose to storm here. But... it's not the Governor, who would it be?
"General...you...you mean?"
"You don't need to be so nervous. I just said it is possible that the Charles Federation will not easily destroy my ‘bearded’ banner. They cannot accept such a big loss."
"that……"
Claire was about to say something more when Marion waved his hand suddenly. Interrupting her groaning: "Kleiya, I am tired and want to rest. You don't need to worry about other things, just take care of Aunt Virginia."
"Oh..." Although Marion is a strange old man who is addicted to alcohol and often gets drunk and overslept, but for so many years. In crisis after crisis, everyone has witnessed his precise and delicate overall view of the war and art of command. In the hearts of those who know him, Marion is not so much an old Viking who can be used to fighting, but a clear-headed wise man.
Since he said he doesn't need to worry about it himself, it seems that he has arranged everything properly. Kleia is naturally not good to say more. I had to stand up and say "good night", then turned and left the room.
"Little guy, I can only help you get here. I hope you can go on unswervingly on the next road... Alas!"
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The next day, at about 5 am.
"Boom bang bang." A quick knock on the door awakened Tang Fang, who was sleeping, and quickly put on his clothes and opened the door. Shi Huaqing was waiting outside the door anxiously.
"Brother Shi, what's the matter?" Tang Fang frowned unchecked and asked.
"Brother, put on your gear and let me go."
"Huh?" Tang Fangzheng hesitated. Not far away, Aros and Hausen were already wearing power armors, and came along with a few rebel soldiers: "Brother Shi, is there something wrong with the base?"
Shi Huaqing shook his head: "Brother, if you believe in me and the general, then hurry up with me, don't ask anything else."
"Okay." After a little hesitation, Tang Fang nodded, went back to the house to put on the power armor, and walked out of the barracks with Shi Huaqing, Aros, Howson and his machine gunners, and took the elevator towards the ground.
The atmosphere was very depressing along the way, and the soldiers patrolling back and forth in the base disappeared, leaving only the faintly shining signal lights and the "hissing" wind from the exhaust pipe.
Tang Fang wanted to know what the was going on, and what Marion was doing, but he looked at Shi Huaqing, who was dignified, looking at the empty corridors and corridors. He considered it carefully, and decided to give up questioning. The purpose of coming to the North Pole was very simple. He left Crotan and rushed out of the space-time bubble filter network centered on Harto Star Harbor. Since Marion promised to send him out, how to do it, it was not a question he had to worry about.
Judging from the contacts over the past half-day, Marion and Shi Huaqing are all renown men and trustworthy friends. There must be some truth in his actions.
Furthermore, after experiencing the two battles between the Apalus Military Industrial Base and the southern foothills of the Haite Mountains, the resource value in the system has soared to 48760,6500.
Terran's combat units are: 20 siege tanks; 20 trains; 4 widow mines; 29 raiders; 28 firemen; 19 harvesters; 20 nurses; 247 machine gunmen. With a total combat population of 460, what's terrible.
Coming all the way to the ground, facing the howling extreme wind, a number of troop carriers were waiting at the entrance of the base. Shi Huaqing arranged for Tang Fang and others to board the car, and then gestured towards the soldiers on duty at the guard post. As the roadblock fell, four vehicles The truck was full of Tang Fang and more than 100 soldiers and drove straight toward a bay.
After three hours, the car stopped at a bay beach with ice floes. Shi Huaqing opened the car door, walked slowly to Tang Fang, and handed him a pda: "Brother, according to this not far underwater There is a submarine, which can be found by following the coordinates in the pda. As for what to do after boarding, there is a message from the general in the pda."
Tang Fang turned his head and glanced at the direction of the base: "Did something happen to the base?"
"Hey, this is an internal matter of our rebel army, so don't worry about it, my brother."
Inside the rebel army? Sure enough... Tang Fang nodded thoughtfully. Good Dao is a hard-to-read scripture. It seems that Garcia's Resistance is no exception, but it is because of Joseph Mario or someone else?
If you think about it, the person who can push Marion to this level may be...probably...only the envoy of the Charles Federation. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes. People, as long as they are alive, cannot be exempt from vulgarity.
Tang Fang sighed for a long time~EbookFREE.me~ Lang Lang, the sun and the moon, but above these, there is the dark and cold endless void.
I hope Marion can save him from danger, after all, he is a banner...
"Brother, I think you can easily avoid those unmanned defensive turrets on the sea with your means."
Chong Shi Huaqing showed a slight smile, and Tang Fang waved at Aros, Howson and others, and walked towards the water.
"Brother Shi, say thank you to General Marion on my behalf. I hope I will have the opportunity to fight together in the future. Oh, and please tell Claire so that she should not forget to practice her cooking skills."
"This kid..." Shi Huaqing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Okay, I will definitely bring it. Take care all the way!"
"Take care..."
"Gurgling", the water splashed, Tang Fang and his party slowly submerged into the cold water.
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