Under the moonlight.

The warship is heading towards Freifans at full speed.

If it follows the original trajectory.

Two hours later, after repeatedly trying to contact White Town by phone to no avail, I felt impatient and grabbed Xiu Zuo and left first.

And if you set out now, alone, without any "encumbrances" that would affect your speed.

So.

“It’s definitely in time!”

Nuo Xia took a deep breath and acted immediately. He found the flying squirrel who was napping in the conference room, woke him up, and after a few brief instructions, he returned to the bow of the ship.

Zizzi!

The thunder wings suddenly appeared behind him, and in the next moment, Nuo Xia's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace on the deck, turning into a blue lightning, whizzing straight into the distance!

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Four o'clock in the morning.

White towns, national borders.

Outside the surrounding barbed wire fence is a barely open plain.

Countless figures are approaching in the darkness, marching without any cover. If you lean down and put your ear to your ears at this moment, you can clearly feel that the whole earth is shaking slightly.

Hilltop.

The Chinese army camp has just been set up, or it can be said to be a temporary palace.

Among the five neighboring countries, the most powerful king of the Kingdom of Acre, Clay XVI, was standing under the moonlight with his hands behind his hands, admiring the huge army marching at full speed below.

In this joint operation, the five countries sent a total of 300,000 troops, among which the Kingdom of Akkar sent a full 100,000 troops.

All vanguard troops are equipped with biochemical protective suits and flamethrowers purchased from Germa 66 at a huge expense.

The purpose is to exterminate all the citizens of the white town as quickly as possible, and then occupy the entire territory of Freifans before dawn!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, let go! I want to see Your Majesty!"

Suddenly there was a commotion behind him. Clay XVI frowned and looked back.

I saw a skinny old man struggling to rush over, but he was blocked by several guards.

Is it this old thing again?

King Clay XVI waved his hand and signaled the guards to let him go.

The skinny old man finally broke free from his restraints and came to the gate of the camp, panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.

"Oh? Mr. Prime Minister?"

King Clay XVI looked up and down, smiling, "If I remember correctly, you should stay in the royal capital, right? Come here, why, you want to act like a humanitarian again, you want to

Dissuade me from giving up this action?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The old prime minister looked a little embarrassed by him, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"But I also know that I will not be able to convince you with the same rhetoric as before, but this time it is different. The manpower I sent out to investigate yesterday finally came back with accurate information."

"In the past, the reason why we set up barbed wire fences and took strict precautions was because we were afraid that the monsters in the white town would come out, and our Akka Kingdom would also face a devastating disaster."

"But, Your Majesty, in fact! This kind of platinum lead disease is not contagious at all!"

The old prime minister tremblingly took out a piece of information from his arms: "I already have absolutely reliable evidence at hand, and the people of Freifans are innocent. We really shouldn't do this..."

"In short, you will understand after reading this information. Please contact the monarchs of the other four countries immediately and withdraw the troops together, Your Majesty..."

He looked up at the monarch he had seen since childhood, with hope and prayer in his eyes.

However.

Under the moonlight, Clay XVI had no intention of reaching out to take the information, and still looked at him with a half-smile.

"Mr. Prime Minister..."

The young and handsome monarch adjusted his beard and spoke slowly: "You don't think that you are the only one who has heard the rumors about the truth about platinum lead disease, right?"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding on the head of the old prime minister.

"You...you..."

The old prime minister looked at him in disbelief, "If you already knew it, why..."

"There is a proverb in the capital: when the bow is drawn, the arrow cannot turn back."

Clay XVI said contemptuously:

"It would have been fine if we had figured it out a month ago. Now that Freifans has become like this, do you think anyone will still care about their disease? Is it contagious?"

"Rescue people? This king did not use so many troops and spend such a large amount of military expenditures to do such a meaningless thing."

"As for those platinum-lead mines, as long as the mining rights are obtained, the Akka Kingdom's treasury will be filled five times within ten years at most."

"Besides, the destruction of the white town is also what the World Government is happy to see, right? A Freifans without living people is the best Freifans. This king can be regarded as doing what he wants. To blame

You can’t blame me, can you?”

The mocking voice of King Clay XVI continued, "So... which one to choose, do you still need me to teach you? Mr. Prime Minister, you are still so naive at your age, which is not good for the Kingdom of Aka."

Good thing."

"..."

The old prime minister looked at him blankly, feeling sadness and powerlessness welling up from every corner of his body. His right hand trembled violently, and the information he had worked so hard to collect and sort fell to the ground.

At this moment, he had never felt that the monarch in front of him was so distant and unfamiliar.

"Come here, Mr. Prime Minister is tired. Take him down to rest and send him back to the capital early tomorrow morning."

Clay XVI put away his smile, waved his hand, and gave the order indifferently.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Two guards forcibly dragged the old prime minister out of the palace gate, but the latter didn't know whether he was grieving more than his heart was dead. He had closed his eyes, his face was miserable, and he didn't have any struggle.

"It's almost time."

Clay XVI did not look back at the old prime minister again. He looked up at the moonlight, with a cold look in his eyes, and gave the final order in a cold voice:

"Pass this on, all soldiers, start attacking!"

On the mountaintop under the moonlight, a thunderous response suddenly sounded:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

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Frevans, Royal City.

Ever since a sudden surge in the number of troops from neighboring countries was detected outside the border more than an hour ago, an atmosphere of panic has spread in the city.

I don’t know how many people who had fallen asleep were woken up by their panicked family members, hurriedly packed their things, and hid in various basements and wine cellars...

But those soldiers who were tortured by the disease and had no human form gritted their teeth, picked up their weapons and went to the front line.

Of course they knew that with the current combat power of the Royal Army, let alone the five-nation coalition, Freifans would not be able to resist any country on its own.

but……

Behind you is your motherland, and behind you is your family.

Anyway, I have already suffered from an incurable disease and my life is on the line. Rather than being tortured by the disease bit by bit until death, I would rather fight happily until the last moment!

…

In the center of the city, the church bell tower.

This is the highest point in the entire city. When you climb up to the bell tower and look down, you can not only take in the entire royal city, but also clearly see the barbed wire fence on the national border.

"Be careful."

Dr. Trafalgar helped his wife to the top of the bell tower. The latter was tired from working all night, her face was pale and bloodless, and her body was like a piece of paper, as if she would fall down if blown by the wind.

"Otherwise, you'd better rest down there for a while."

Looking at his wife's face, Dr. Trafalgar was a little worried, "What happens later is still too dangerous, just leave it to me alone."

"It's okay."

The female doctor shook her head slightly, with a smile on her face, "Luo and Amy have successfully left the city, and we have nothing to worry about anymore, right?"

Dr. Trafalgar couldn't help but laugh, "Yes."

He held the female doctor's hand tightly, feeling the warmth from each other's palms, as if the cold night wind was melting away around his body.

After standing still, the two turned around together and came to the northernmost part of the top of the bell tower.
To be continued...