While Hong Tao was thinking about how to spy on the adjudicator and the East Asian Alliance, a handful of people in the Yining base were also calculating his every move.

Oh, no, it can't be said that it is calculating him, but that it is Yuro, who is calculating justice. For now, he has been so successful in disguise that no one has yet connected a chivalrous, erratic mythical figure with a muddled, honest herdsman.

The gray cement pillars, dark green iron fences, and dense and tall green belts make it impossible for outsiders to peek into the courtyard, and they can only glimpse a small gray building with a clear Soviet style through the fence gate.

Located in the center of the YN city, at the intersection of Jiefang Road and Stalin Road, this five-story building, which resembles the Great Hall of the People, was formerly known as the Autonomous Prefecture Government and is now the headquarters of the Redeemers.

The female secretaries in military tops and dark skirts did not have their usual leisure, and all of them involuntarily sped up a little, and at the same time tried not to approach the brown door in the middle of the second floor.

"Bang dang...... A sucker! All stupid! I think it's just that I was too full to eat, and I was able to make people escape from under their noses, and I lost more than 30 people in vain. Why didn't he die? Where is it safe to go on like this? Maybe he'...... Maybe she's Yuro, and she'll shoot us in the head at any moment! ”

But I was afraid of something, and the heavy door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a very stocky middle-aged man rushed out. Dark green military pants with shiny riding boots, the lower half of the body is neatly worn, but only a white shirt is worn on it, and two buttons are unbuttoned, so that the chest muscles are bulging.

Don't look at his height, but his voice is really not small, which makes the eardrums of the people nearby buzz, but no one dares to cover their ears, and they all stand solemnly and bow their heads respectfully on the spot, not daring to take a breath.

"Sabine, don't shout...... You're going to make everyone more nervous. Come on, things aren't at worst yet. Just when everyone was at a loss and in a dilemma, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked out of the door.

His appearance is more East Asian, and his pronunciation is more Chinese, so he should be a Han Chinese. And that Sabine, no matter how fluent he is in Chinese, still has a taste of beetroot soup, coupled with gray-green eyes and hair that says yellow and black and black, the standard Russian Far Eastern mixed race, commonly known as Ermaozi.

"Zhao, the envoy of the East Asian Alliance has crossed the blockade line and is probably already sitting at the rebels' table, isn't it the worst? You must know that they are behemoths, with air forces and mechanized troops, and even the alliance of four provinces, which is stronger than us, was annexed overnight. What would we do if they were to unite with the rebels! ”

Although the man's voice was not loud and his tone was not stern, Sabine immediately restrained his emotions and tried to suppress his anger and keep his voice down. But the tone didn't get better at all, there was panic in anxiety, and there was confusion in nervousness.

"Please address me Bishop, Your Excellency the Commander...... Come in and close the door! ”

The man known as Zhao was a little annoyed by Sabin's unbridled performance in front of many subordinates, and this Ermaozi really didn't have any city government at all. In order to hide the dissatisfaction in his chest, he reached out and held the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and at the same time, the right side of his face couldn't help twitching, and a scar that was no longer obvious appeared.

“…… Your Excellency! Don't look at Ermaozi's burly figure and hot temper, but at this time he was a little vague, and obediently changed his name. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his bald head before continuing.

"But until now, those fools have neither found out the identity of the gunman nor where he came from, where is it possible now, do you want me to block off all the hundreds of kilometers of no-man's land from Korla to Ruoqiang?"

"Lockdowns are always reactive and don't solve problems...... Leave this matter to the adjudicators, and send 200 faithful believers from the army to Wacker, and leave the rest alone. The bishop walked around the room with his hands behind his back, as if he had made up his mind.

"200 people...... Didn't he just take 300 people from me half a year ago! If this continues, the army will be crushed, and the rebels will not be cleaned up by the time comes, and the eastern defense line will not be able to hold it! As soon as he heard that he was going to draw the backbone from his own command to the Adjudicator, Sabine, as the military chief of the Redeemer Organization, became furious again.

Although the bishop is the de facto supreme leader of the redeemer, if he had not led his own manpower to support him, this scheming and ruthless Han Chinese would have been at most the leader of some Han people in the base. And that guy named Wacker is just a lieutenant, where is he qualified to open his mouth to ask for someone from his own hands.

"Sabine, you're doing the same thing as a soldier again! Remember, when you are weak, force alone will not solve the problem, and you should take a long-term view. The East Asian Alliance will not make any new big moves until it has digested the territory of the Four Provinces Alliance, and it will be the most dangerous if you put our main forces in Hami every day. ”

"The biggest threat to us now is not the arrogant guys in the capital, but the rebels hiding in the southern Xinjiang. We can't stop a day until they are exterminated, and without their help, no one can completely control the many ethnic groups here, understand? ”

In the face of Sabine's anger, the bishop did not back down at all, but he did not arbitrarily give orders, trying to make his thoughts as clear as possible, trying to make his subordinates understand the intention of doing so, and understand it.

"You Chinese are too troublesome, everyone has so many ideas. The obedient stay, the disobedient are killed, how simple it is, why bother whether they are Han or Uyghur or Kazakh! "Sabin should have heard and understood, but he hasn't fully figured it out yet.

"Why didn't you kill the rebels when you drove them away? If you had done this, would you still have the problem now? It's a pity that he didn't complain, but when he talked about it, the bishop was angry first, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and gritted his teeth to mention the past.

"It wasn't the same back then, we didn't have control over everybody, and we were the ones who got driven away if we didn't keep our promises...... Well, I'll give you 200, but if the adjudicator can't destroy the rebels, you won't be able to stop me from using the army next time! This incident seemed to poke at Sabine's soft underbelly, and I wanted to defend a few words, but when I said it, I lost my momentum, so I had to choose to give in.

But he didn't want to back down again and again, because the Adjuternals had grown so fast in recent years that they seemed to have a tendency to become the second largest armed force after the army. And this organization only obeys the orders of the bishop, and it is too much of a threat to itself.

“…… I'll make it clear to Wacker! Don't forget to withdraw Hami's troops, the delegation has already mentioned it to me twice, and it's hard to shut them up without making a show! The bishop took a deep breath and put on his glasses, as if suddenly transformed, and regained his composure.