"Your Excellency Grand Duke Jon, Supreme Leader of Stasi!"

McCarthy shouted in the direction of Grand Duke Jon as he pushed the guards through the crowd, "I'm coming back from the front to defend Dean City with you!

Grand Duke Jon didn't respond to McCarthy's shouts, he just scanned everyone around him with a look of horror and suspicion on his face in the crowd. This time he knew that someone was indeed trying to kill him instead, and this time it was not a suspicion, but an assassination with solid evidence.

He couldn't trust the officials in the distance anymore, he didn't believe in Serobart, even McCarthy and Karl who were right next to him, he couldn't believe it anymore. So he sat where he was, waiting to tell who was loyal to him.

And in his heart, a brutal nameless karmic fire has been ignited, and as a national leader, Grand Duke Jon obviously has a revenge character in his bones.

"Let him come! Ennusco! you come with McCarthy!" Burning with the flames of hatred, Archduke Jon was furious, and he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted into the distance: "Today I want to see who dares to provoke me Archduke Jon! Dare to challenge me in Dean City!"

If on the basis of the original rule, any political force that provokes Archduke Jon may be easily defeated and wiped out, because after all, Archduke Jon in this period can be said to be the leader with the most comprehensive control over Stacy in the history of Stacy.

His minions permeated every nook and cranny of Stasi, like the neurons of this vast nation, impenetrable.

But at this time, Grand Duke Jon felt the weakening of his ruling power, and felt that those opponents who had not dared to look up at him in the past could not wait to pick it out, ready to stab him in the chest.

"Give me a thorough investigation! Let every major city in the rear have to examine itself and submit to me their examination report! Set up a special wartime supervisory committee to supervise every word and deed of all officials and soldiers!"

In his office, Grand Duke Jon was embarrassed and angry at the welcoming ceremony that had just turned into the scene of the massacre. He yelled loudly, banging his desk with all his might in front of McCarthy and Carl.

"Dear Stacy Supreme Leader, Your Excellency Grand Duke Jon! we are already doing this...... Even now, there are too many provinces and cities that need to be double-checked, and we are now understaffed and ...... in terms of time."

A man wiped the sweat from his head while reporting, he was also a high-ranking official of Stacy, the kind that can barely be described as powerful.

But now because the front line is becoming more and more tight, he can now be described as a phoenix with falling hair that is not as good as a chicken.

"Bastard, what have you done with all the power I gave you? Tell your people to immediately control all uncooperative officials and soldiers! If you resist, execute me immediately!"

Grand Duke Jon didn't seem to think about what time it was, and was just venting his anger unilaterally.

"General McCarthy, this ......"

In order not to affect the overall situation in times of war, and in order to gradually downplay the adverse effects of the Great Purge, Grand Duke Jon deliberately chose such a person who would not do anything to bring his Great Purge to an end.

However, in such extraordinary times, the shortcomings of this kind of mediocrity are highlighted, and he is simply not capable of continuing to control the cities in the hinterland behind him for Archduke Jon in the chaotic war situation.

"Your Excellency Grand Duke Jon. ”

McCarthy had to stand up and persuade Archduke Jon for the current situation: "Now the situation of the war is very unfavorable to us, if we let the rear turmoil at this time, we will lose this war completely...... But we can't afford to lose this war, can we?"

After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and gave Carl a look to the man standing next to him, after all, they were now tied to the same ship, and if the ship capsized, neither of them could escape the fate of being swallowed by the waves. And Carl next to him obviously saw McCarthy's eyes, so he had to take a step forward.

Karl lowered his head and said in a hesitant tone: "Your Excellency Grand Duke Jon, the Supreme Leader of Stasi, the army can't be messed up now. If you rush in to investigate, it may be a few hours before the tanks of Falkenridge's army will be able to drive into the Grand Duke's palace in Dean City. ”

The commander of the city defense of Dean City tried to keep his voice as low as possible, because he also had a very big crime of dereliction of duty in the station bombing that happened just now, and if Grand Duke Jon really tracked it down, the first person who might lose his head was probably him Carl.

But at this time, he had to stand up and unify his voice with McCarthy, because if he didn't do this, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Dean City defense cluster under his command would probably lose all their combat effectiveness within today.

Grand Duke Jon looked at the two generals who he had just considered to be loyal, and the anger in his heart was still difficult to extinguish. He didn't want to let these two quite capable generals take the blame, so he could only vent his dissatisfaction with the officials in the distant rear: "You are right, in the Dean City War Zone, the scope of the investigation should be reduced, and the grassroots officers should not be easily held accountable. ”

However, when he said this, the tone of his words immediately took a turn, and he changed his calm tone, which was still slow, and gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "However, I will thoroughly investigate the bureaucrats in the rear, they are dragging the back of the Great Patriotic War, they are treason!"

McCarthy and Carl exchanged glances in private, knowing that they had to give Grand Duke Jon an outlet or else they would be very uncomfortable in the future. So the two of them tacitly gave up their intention to admonish, but lowered their heads and stopped talking.

The few remaining troops in the Stasidian City theater can no longer withstand the toss of the wind and waves, and these individuals here are still preparing to rely on such a force to turn over.

So the two of them didn't talk about it, and let Grand Duke Jon give an order to rectify the city officials in the rear. This may also be a good thing for them, and when Grand Duke Jon consolidates his power, production and transportation in the rear may become better.

......

Celebart, several nobles were discussing something with the officers and the representatives of the people of the factory, and from time to time they pointed their fingers in the direction of Dean City, complaining and shirking to each other.

"Where did you get two of these fools, and if you could kill Archduke Jon with such a man, he would be dead long ago. ”

A young Stacy officer complains helplessly about the two officials in charge of the plan to assassinate Archduke Jon, and the failure of the operation makes him feel extremely stressed.

If it had been two years ago, it would have been possible that this kind of action plan might have been stifled at the planning stage. They would hang their families for treason in a small square, and then hang banners of cloth full of charges on display there for days.

"Joke, this kind of thing, do you think we can pick and choose the right people to do?" an official stared at the accomplice from the military, and retorted with some hatred: "You have to have a certain identity, and you have to be willing to carry out this kind of action plan." They are government officials, not trained killers!"

"Alright, alright! What's the use of blaming each other at such a time?"

An old man with his hands behind his back frowned, scolded the two people who were arguing, and then looked at a male dwarf in overalls who looked a little rustic. After a moment's deliberation, he asked, "What do you think of this, Mr. Larroukmé?"

The popular representative, who had some fame in Serobart, said that his name was Laroukhmay, and in fact his real name was Pritt, smiled, and then replied: "We are just fighting for Stasi's last chance, failure is expected, as long as we make an effort, if Falkenridge really defeats Stacy in the future, we will have our own place, right?"

This Pulit is none other than the Dwarven member of the Abyss Nova. In fact, before joining Abyss Nova, he was also indeed a native of Serobart. And this assassination operation, it was he who secretly kept in touch with Hoy, and indirectly promoted the explosion of Dean City.

"Well said, gentlemen, even if we fail now, the fact that Falkenridge will take Dean City will not change, for they still have some means left unused—the fact that Grand Duke Jon is finished, will not change. ”

The old man calmly said to the descendants around him: "Don't panic, we are another voice of the future Stasi country. As long as Falkenridge helps us kill Archduke Jon, then we can continue to serve this country!"

Suddenly, there was a cacophony of voices outside the door, and then a group of heavily armed soldiers stood on either side of the hallway, guarding the place without saying a word. An officer walked into the room with two deputies, and then smiled and looked at everyone present.

He put his hands behind his back, his gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the room, and then with a slight smile, he said to himself: "Maybe you don't know that the families of the deceased in the Dean City bombing have been secretly executed, and they have confessed a lot of things before the temporary situation, such as mentioning certain officials and soldiers of Serobat many times. ”

"There's nothing to keep secret, and if you want to contact and plan this kind of operation, you have to contact it many times...... Through various channels, the intelligence services can easily find out here. He swore as if he had nothing to do with everyone in the room.

The old man looked at the officer who walked into the room, and there was still no expression on his face: "Maybe, maybe we have no fear, and we are not afraid of some people investigating this matter at all?"

He still maintained a calm tone when he spoke, which calmed everyone present a lot. And after he finished speaking, he continued to speak and asked something that made everyone nervous: "So, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, here's the thing - half an hour ago, I received an order from His Excellency Grand Duke Jon to come and arrest everyone here. ”

The officer, still smiling behind his back, uttered words that shocked everyone in the room.