Chapter 499 This is our victory!

  Dusk gradually falls.

  Outside the Horn Fort, in the endless wilderness, the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom squatting in the trenches were gnawing dry food, when they suddenly saw a white flag rising from the bunker in the distance.

  At first, the soldiers thought they had misread it.

   Until it was discovered that there was no one in the opposite position, more and more people reacted.

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

   "Report! The Clarion has raised the white flag."

   "White Flag?!"

  The centurion was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately ran to the front line with a telescope to check for himself, and found that the white flag was indeed correct.

   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 reporting layer by layer, the news quickly reached the Skeleton Corps.

   Bringing twenty tanks to the front line, Mole raised his binoculars and glanced at the fortifications in the distance.

   As early as half an hour ago, he had already learned the news of Griffin's death from his brother in the field, and he was not at all surprised that the white flag was raised on the fort.

  The administrators far away in Falcon City have 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 "substantial prisoners" in the Horn Fort, put down their weapons and leave this military fortress with dignity, and go to the northernmost river embankment of No. 2 Oasis to wait. The ceasefire comes into effect.

   Putting down the binoculars, Mole said to the Lion Kingdom soldiers standing aside.

   "...Let your 17,000th troops stationed north of the Horn Fort retreat, and let these defeated soldiers leave."

"yes!"

  The messenger gave a military salute, and immediately ran towards the communication station.

   Although the army of the Lion Kingdom is commanded by Prince Winter in name, it is actually commanded by the Army Command of the Alliance.

  Even their radios were provided by the Alliance.

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

   "Why don't we take the opportunity to wipe them out?"

  The mole on the run in the canyon replied casually.

   "Griffin is dead."

  The commander was stunned.

  His information channels have not heard similar news at all.

  “…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 pretended to be coercive, "This war is over, and you can go home soon."

  Several Lion Kingdom officers looked at each other.

   They followed the army of the Alliance, chasing the **** of the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom all the way to this place a thousand kilometers away.

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

  Recalling carefully in the past one or two months, all offensive battles were basically surrounded by the Alliance's Skeleton Corps and Stormtroopers.

   Along the way, in addition to helping to serve tea and water and deliver supplies, they just dug holes and filled lines to clean up the battlefield, and then suddenly surrendered after hitting the opposite side.

   This battle was too easy, right?

  Being the dog of the alliance is so comfortable, it is beyond the imagination of these vassal state officers.

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

   "Brothers take turns going offline to eat, and those who are free will log in for a while."

   Mengxin, who was following the tank, yawned and asked.

   "Any events tonight?"

   "Didn't the other side vote?"

"You guys don't understand this. The legion is in such a hurry to sneak away, it's impossible to take all the supplies away?" Mole said with a smile, "The agreement negotiated by the managers only stipulates that they will be let go. When will we withdraw? We didn’t say we couldn’t go to their house before retreating.”

  The ceasefire agreement will take two days to negotiate, right?

   It is estimated that there are not many supplies and ammunition to be found, and the pots and pans are almost blown up by Brother Mosquito, but those weapons, artillery and anti-aircraft guns of various calibers can always be taken away, right?

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

  The alliance wants to build ships on Tianshui and engage in 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 by the Alliance as a logistics force. With the help of tens of thousands of people, even a little movement of the ants can evacuate it!

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

   "Fuck?! Is this okay?"

   "This is really inappropriate!"

   "Otherwise?" Looking at the fussing Mengxin, Irena laughed and joked, "Why don't you think how 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 card!"

   Armored trucks carry heavy machine guns and ammunition, so they can’t tow much. It’s definitely not as efficient as professional trucks when fighting autumn winds.

  Mole directly waved his hand.

   "Don't just light up the truck, bring the fellow villagers of the Lion Kingdom, so that they don't need to bring guns, just go to the legion's position to pick them up!"

  Elf King Fugui smiled.

"okay!"

  …

  Horn Fort.

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

  Under the order of the acting commander, General Alec, the 50,000 troops 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 bring them back with only a few years of life. It is better to help the governor to carry out construction. After death, they can be used as fertilizer. .

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

  Happiness was written on almost every tired face when I heard that I could finally go home.

   At the beginning, under the call of Griffin and the officers of the Eastern Expansion Faction, they traveled thousands of miles to the East in search of treasure, glory and adventure.

  However, after they came here, they realized that this place is not an amusement park full of gold as they imagined.

  As for non-Wilant officers and non-commissioned officers, such as those who were promoted to the regular establishment due to special circumstances, they can voluntarily choose to stay or stay.

  If they choose to stay, they will receive a severance payment ranging from 1,000 to 50,000 dinars according to their military rank, which is the usual practice.

   It's just that most people will choose to go to Triumph City.

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

Take the slaves whose status is lower than that of foreigners, for example, only in Triumph City, the laws that "slaves cannot be executed at will" and "slaves' rights to life and health" will be strictly enforced, and violators will be punished with huge fines. Severe cases may even lead to imprisonment.

  And in the remote borderlands or in the manors of noble lords, the treatment of slaves will not be much better than that of cattle and sheep. Most governors or consuls turn a blind eye to the life and death of foreigners.

   Discharged with severance pay and stayed in the local area, God knows what will happen in the future.

   What's more, after fighting against the alliance's army like hungry wolves, almost all soldiers and officers have a little psychological shadow.

   They just want to get out of this place of right and wrong.

but…

   Not everyone is so eager to leave.

  At the entrance of the bunker in the center of the Horn Fort, the Willant soldiers standing in the observation post glanced to the south, and immediately slumped into the bunker beside them.

   They are Griffin's personal guards.

   When retreating before, General Alec ordered them to withdraw, but their chief Karlov refused to carry out the order of the acting commander, so everyone stayed.

   Trotted in front of Karlov, the soldier said nervously.

   "Sir, the people from the Alliance are here."

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

  The gate due south was blasted open, the roadblock in front of the gate was dragged to the side of the road by several soldiers, and trucks drove into Fort Horn in the distance.

Before the truck stopped, the excited Lion Kingdom soldiers jumped out of the truck one by one, and rushed towards the barracks and various defense areas not far away under the greeting of the officer, intending to search for the soldiers who hadn't had time to take away. loot.

Karlov quietly watched the tents in the distance being overturned, the looted things were stuffed into the trucks, one after another the full trucks drove away, and the empty trucks drove back one after another, without any disturbance in his heart .

  Those people are like hyenas on lions...

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

   "Sir, we..."

   Karlov looked at those people coldly.

   "Leave them alone."

   Even if you want to, you can't manage it.

   There are only a few hundred of them, and they are extremely short of ammunition. They can't get benefits on the frontal battlefield, let alone being surrounded in a bunker.

   The war is over.

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

  While Karlov was watching the soldiers who were searching for loot, those soldiers who were searching for loot soon found him standing in the observation post.

  A cute newbie ran to the mole and reported.

   "Boss! There are a few Willanters ahead!"

   Didn't leave?

   Mole raised his eyebrows.

   "Take me there."

"okay!"

  Following the player to the front, Mole glanced at the Willant standing in the observation post, and briefly reported his family name.

   "Captain of the Skeleton Corps, Mole."

   Karlov said slowly.

   "General Griffin's personal guard, Karlov."

   "Why don't you leave?" Mole asked with a half-smile as he glanced at the bunker with the closed gate, "Or is there some treasure inside?"

  Karlov was silent for a while, and finally chose to tell the truth.

   "General Alec took away all the documents, and burned everything that could not be taken away... There is nothing in it, only the body of my late officer. We were ordered to send him on his last journey."

"oh."

   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 might want to drag this guy out to flog his corpse, but he is not a survivor of Luoxia Province, he is just a player. A dead body is even less interesting.

  But out of curiosity, he still asked casually.

   "Oh, how did he die?"

   "Stroke."

   "Tsk, I don't want to talk about it," Mole shrugged and said with a smile, "By the way, everything here belongs to us, do you have any objection?"

   Karloff nodded silently.

"No comment."

  Disposing of spoils, deciding the fate of the loser, and showing 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.

  When the Alliance launched its first military operation against Luoxia Province, the headquarters transferred the Iron Heart to the Fertile Capital, and at the same time sent the Skeleton Corps to march in the direction of the Lost Valley.

  At the crucial point at that time, Griffin predicted that the Alliance had already learned about its own intelligence, and planned to gather all the armored forces to deploy in advance to set up an ambush along the east side of the Lost Valley.

  Even looking back on it now, Mole has to admire that guy was a genius.

   At that time, his skeleton army was caught off guard.

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

  Actually, earlier, without the information collected by Comrade Pangolin when he passed by Camp No. 530, the Lion Kingdom might not have been able to support the Alliance to complete its war preparations.

  Even though the plan fell short of expectations again and again, that guy still made timely remedies until the last moment of his life.

  Even if you don't go over the old accounts of the Bonechewer Horde, the alliance was almost destroyed by this boss at least twice.

   Looking away from the iron gate, Mole looked at Karloff who was standing in the observation post.

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

   Karlov's expression was slightly touched, and he moved his Adam's apple, but he didn't say anything, 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 certain room of the castle, finally received a call from the acting commander, General Alec, after a long wait.

   "...We have arrived in Far West City, **** it, this place is too poor." Alec's voice was tinged with joy.

  Although he can only be a commander for a few days, it can be regarded as an addiction to command thousands of troops. When he was under Griffin before, his adjutant was only doing odd jobs, and he was often caught between the junior officer and the superior.

   This day can be regarded as the end.

   "Have they all withdrawn?"

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

   Cohen nodded.

  Griffin's direct descendants don't need to worry about him, if they want to find death, then let them go.

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

   Alec said with a smile.

"Very good."

  After the voice fell, both sides suddenly lost their voices. They both seemed to feel that the other party had something to say, and they both planned to wait for the other party to speak first.

   But the silence didn't last long.

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

   "Sir... have we lost?"

   Cohen replied succinctly.

   "The ceasefire negotiation does not include this part, and you will bring victory back to Triumph City."

  Both sides will each declare themselves victorious.

   This is as an explanation to my own people.

   Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Alec heaved a sigh of relief.

"I see."

  As he and the ten thousand elders guessed, it is impossible for the legion to surrender to the enterprise, let alone the alliance.

  The enterprise will not naively think 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 how to live or die, they probably want to take advantage of this opportunity. Although naive and ridiculous, problems that can be solved by bribery are not called problems, and he doesn't want to get entangled with them because of a little profit.

   Those barbarians can 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 Alliance will return a series of captives, including General McClenn and General Soft, and acquiesce to the defenders of Fort Horn to lay down their weapons and evacuate decently from their positions.

  The rescued captives, the rescued officers, and the various factions in Triumph City will thank themselves.

  I not only helped them preserve their strength, but also helped them win a "victory" that they didn't win on the battlefield.

  They will thank him.

   This will be a huge political resource.

   "By the way, Your Excellency Governor." Suddenly remembered something, Alec said on the phone.

   Cohen said casually.

   "Is there anything else?"

  Alec hesitated for a while, and reported truthfully.

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

   Cohen said indifferently.

   "Let him do that kind of thing, it doesn't matter whoever wants to collect his body for him."

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

   Although this ending is not bad.

  A mere three-star ten thousand commander also wants to kidnap the entire Triumph City. These officers who climbed up from the bottom really dare to think.

   Is this the one who is barefoot and not afraid to wear 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 direction of the head of the Eastern Legion.

  Cohen smiled and shook his head, then hung up the phone casually, as if finishing a boring trivia.

  …

  The next day.

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

  A few days ago, it was still deserted here. All parties only sent a few representatives, and only those few people spoke.

  And now, the originally spacious conference table suddenly seemed a little crowded.

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

   On the other side of 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, Li Changkong from Ideal Group, and two bionic people from Kangmao Group.

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

  Among them was the "Zhi Yuan Bao" that he knew, and some media that he had no impression of. He only felt that the logos on the equipment in their hands were familiar, and they probably interviewed in the area around Dawn City before.

  Considering the historical significance of this ceasefire negotiation, as well as the fact that photos and videos will be played repeatedly, Chu Guang has paid attention to expression management since entering the conference hall.

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

   "The manager of Vault 404 and the alliance!" The reporter of "Futurism" lowered his voice and said excitedly, "I heard that he came from the pre-war era."

   "Where did you hear that?" The reporter from the All-Knowing and Almighty Broadcasting Company cast a surprised look at her.

   "During the interview in Dawn City!"

   "But he looks like he's in his twenties."

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

  The reporters from Ideal City have been chattering and making noise.

  Although it doesn't look obtrusive in such a noisy place, it still annoys Li Ke who is sitting at the conference table.

  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 are also a few soldiers of the alliance, the way he looks at him always makes him feel weird... How should I describe it, it's like the natives of the Golden Lizard Kingdom seeing gold coins.

  Looking at Chu Guang who was sitting beside him, Li Ke turned his head towards him and asked in a low voice.

   "...Why are there so many people suddenly?"

"After all, it's a moment to witness history. Isn't it normal to come here for a group photo?" Chu Guang smiled, but suddenly thought that his friends in the north might be misunderstood, so he added politely, "Of course, I'm talking about those Reporters."

   Li Ke coughed.

   "You don't need to emphasize one thing—"

   "Quiet, everyone please be quiet."

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

   Waiting for the chamber to become a little quieter.

  He spoke in a steady voice.

   "Thank you for your 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 the crisis of life and death, we should join hands to face common threats and explore a common future..."

   Talked for about ten minutes.

Seeing the representatives of the legion yawning, Wu Changnian stopped talking, and handed the three signed agreements to his subordinates at the side, and he handed them over to the Willant 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 to Chu Guang on the opposite side of the negotiating table.

  The content of the agreement has been repeatedly confirmed.

  The final signing is 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 Alliance.

after all…

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

  The "substantial benefits" belonging to the alliance are mostly outside this paper, and Chu Guang just glanced at the agreement briefly.

  In addition to a series of provisions including restrictions on garrison and withdrawal of troops by all parties, there are only three important items in this document in black and white for the alliance.

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

  The other is that the Iron Heart and Bicester Town, which originally belonged to the Legion, belong to the Alliance according to the principle of "maintaining the status quo."

   As for the last item, it is about Vault 0.

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

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

   According to the usual practice, what should he say on this important occasion.

   But he is not in the habit of making long speeches.

   Putting down the pen in his hand, Chu Guang looked at Laobai, edge paddle, spring commander 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 loves his family's big cutie Sisi" for the reward!! After half a year of dove, the topic that Dianniang promised us is finally online, teary eyes, adding more today! But the second one will be a little later, Send it out before twelve o'clock.)

  (end of this chapter)