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Gliner Krupp now understands that the Rothschilds have been planning for this for a long time. At that time, he just thought that the promotion of the rightward tilt of European regimes was only due to the feud between Jews and Middle Eastern Christians, but he did not expect that all this was the foreshadowing laid for today.

Glenner spoke slowly.

"That is, Germany will become a German state?"

"That's right. Rothschild smiled.

"What about France?"

"Canton de France. ”

"Haha, what about Poland?"

"Naturally, it's the Polish state. ”

"Hahahaha!"

As if hearing some big joke, Glenner threw up her head and laughed, took two steps back, and suddenly spat at the edge of her shoe.

"Hitler ought to kill you fools! I've never prayed so much that he would crawl out of his grave. ”

With these harsh words, Glenner pulled his coat from his chair and turned to walk towards the door of the conference room without looking back.

He opened the door to the conference room, but froze.

Blood slowly flowed through the door into the room, soaking the soles of his shoes and freezing his gaze.

Outside the conference room, a large white man stared at him in disbelief, and a dagger opened his throat.

"Your bodyguards are strong, but that's all. ”

Johnson grinned, leaned against the door, and wiped the blood from the dagger with his hand.

"How could it be ......" Glenner squeezed the words out of his throat and turned stiffly, his eyes on the muzzle of the black hole.

Bang!

The fire flickered, gunshots rang out, and Glenner fell to the ground.

With green smoke rising from the muzzle of the revolver in his hand, Rothschild looked directly at the face in disbelief with a smile on his face.

"For the glory of Freemasonry, please die. ”

"Ahem-" A mouthful of blood came out of Glenner's mouth, and he stared at the former best friend in front of him with bloodshot pupils, "The Krupp family will not let you go...... You won't succeed. ”

"Really?" said Carmen, crouching down and looking down at Greiner's face, "Unfortunately, your brother was already in the position of the new chairman of the Krupp Group when you went to this building. ”

At this point, Carmen paused for two seconds, then added emphatically.

"With the help of Rothschild Bank. ”

Glenner's eyes widened, and the anger in his pupils was full of anger, whether it was because of the betrayal of his relatives or the hatred of the name of Rothschild.

The muzzle of the gun lightly gestured at his chin, and Carmen stared into his eyes with a sudden sigh.

"My friend, I gave you a chance, you didn't have to. If we had just agreed, today would have been a different ending......"

"I curse you!" Glenner interrupted Carmen, gulps of blood pouring out of his mouth, staining his white teeth blood-red, "I curse your family, you will go to hell! ”

Carmen bowed slightly.

"My friend, I don't need you to say it, we will meet again in hell, but you go down first. ”

Carmen gently placed the pistol on his chest, reached out and slowly closed the round eyes, and removed the bloodstained ring from the stiff finger.

"And how can Satan punish us believers?"

Putting away the ring symbolizing the thirty-third degree, Carmen smiled self-deprecatingly and stood up.

With his back to his former friend, he looked at Johnson at the door with a blank face.

"Pack it up, even if he is abandoned, he is the former head of the Krupp family, and deserves the respect of his allies. ”

"Yes. ”

Johnson bowed his head slightly and led the way away.

……

In eastern Ukraine, on the outskirts of the northwestern part of the city of Donetsk, the ruins have been successfully transformed into a front line full of trenches and bunkers. Fortunately, some time ago, Russian field engineers helped these civilian armed forces to take care of their fortifications a little more decently, so as not to make the war situation too tragic.

With the support of EMP weapons brought from the Russian-Ukrainian border, the civilian armed forces once successfully advanced the front line to the east bank of the Dnieper River, but now it has taken a sharp turn and fallen into an embarrassing situation.

Walking ten kilometers from the front line, Natasha, wrapped in a heavy coat, met the informant in charge of connecting her, a Ukrainian government army officer Skanov, and handed him a document from Moscow, along with a crumpled box of cigars.

Skanov grinned, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes cracked like cobwebs, and he took a cigar from the humidor and lit it, and casually put the file in his arms.

"Say hello to your father for me, and say that old fellow Skanov thanks him for the gift. ”

Natasha spat out the white mist, her eyes swept over the shadows between the ruins, and said somewhat absent-mindedly, "I will." ”

For three years, even when she occasionally returned to Ukraine, she had only been active in the relative safety of Crimea, the first time in three years that she had been so close to the front line. The change of environment has made her a little unrecognizable, and the cold air makes her feel unexpectedly unfamiliar.

Even she herself was amazed, she was used to the small island in the western Pacific, and the man who was sometimes "wise" and sometimes "naïve".

If it weren't for the upheaval a few days ago, she would have been vacationing on some private island by now.

Skanov grinned and quipped.

"Thinking about men?"

Natasha glanced at him coldly, "How's the battle going on the front." ”

Pressing the cigar out with his thumb, Skanov casually shoved the half-smoked cigar back into his dirty pocket.

"The Future People clique once destroyed the Arrows military company of Freemasonry in Madagascar, and we also thought at one time that they destroyed it. But in fact, Freemasonry simply moved it from South Africa back to North Africa. And now, it's in Europe, in our ...... Or the other side of you. ”

NATO has promised not to send troops to Ukraine, so they are facing mercenaries who are not bound by laws and international conventions, and most of these mercenaries come from refugee camps on the border of Sweden, Norway and Finland.

No one expected that this refugee shelter, which was jointly funded by major European consortia and built after the Munich tragedy, would become a source of soldiers in the hands of European conglomerates. In order to get their families out of the cruel and cold refugee camp, they were extremely tenacious on the battlefield.

Natasha's expression was solemn.

"You're so smart, you should have guessed?" Skanov laughed, "The integration of the European Union and the new puppet coming to power have made many things that were originally unthinkable come to fruition." ”

"I don't understand how the EU can be united. Natasha shook her head.

"What's impossible?" said Skanov, shaking his head and with a nonchalant expression, "though until a week ago I thought they were joking. ”

"It is no longer the weak and incompetent Ukrainian government forces that stand in front of the civilian forces, but the well-trained, well-equipped and tactically sophisticated private forces. The 'Faraday Spray' they purchased from across the Atlantic in the name of counter-terrorism has been used on a large scale on tank armor, which can be regarded as an effective countermeasure to the EMP weapons in our hands. Losing this hole card, we can only hope for the heroic and fearless citizens of Donetsk. ”

Faraday spray is a tactical-level anti-EMP weapon led by the Advanced Research Projects Agency of the United States Department of Defense, which forms a simple "Faraday cage" in the range of white fog by spraying droplets with special content and diameter, so that the electronic equipment wrapped in it is protected from the damage of the EMP weapon. This weapon is not very technical, but it was unexpectedly effective in restraining the electromagnetic pulse and was tested in the Second Mindanao War.

"There's no way to sanction them?" said Natasha, frowning.

Although Russia has also secretly sent its own soldiers to Ukraine to support civilian forces disguised as civilians, this practice will not be on the table after all. Most of these soldiers also served as instructors and military advisers, and rarely participated in frontal battles.

After all, if there are Russians who die in Ukraine, it is difficult to explain.

Skanov shook his head.

"International law does not sanction them, because they do not belong to any country in principle, but are only employed by the Ukrainian government. ”

Speaking of this, Skanov paused for a moment and said thoughtfully.

"Unless...... Let another mercenary fight them. (To be continued.) )