Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1985: Fighting in the morning (20)
Chapter 1985 The battle is tempered in the morning (twenty)
Meanwhile, in Cairo, Africa, in the underground base of an underground organization.
"Um..." Palamidis followed the group of rebels calling themselves the "Egyptian Liberation Movement Association", blindfolded and unable to see the way into the base. But after entering the base, there were not so many restrictions. The group of rebels saw that the tolerance of the big cats had reached the limit, and immediately removed Palamidis' blindfold.
So this underground base with a damp musty smell appeared in front of Palamidis. This base should look like some kind of long-abandoned underground military base, full of heavy concrete buildings, although old, it still looks very thick and sturdy. The "Egyptian Liberation Movement Association" should be composed of a group of civilians, as can be seen from the home-made weapons they hold. It is a bit unusual for such a civilian organization to be able to obtain such a solid and secret underground military base as a stronghold.
In the depths of this base, in a hall, a person is already sitting on a chair. Maybe it was because the lights were too dim, maybe because the man was wearing a wide-brimmed cowboy hat, and Palamidis couldn't see the man's face at once. But after actually taking a little more time to see clearly, the Leopard Warrior saw that the man was actually a black man. It turned out that because his skin was too dark, this person's face was almost hidden under the shadow of the hat.
"Welcome, Mr. Palamidis." The man saw Palamidis coming, and rose from the iron-framed, seemingly impossibly comfortable chair to greet him.
"So, you're the leader of the rebels?" Palamidis came up and asked, "It doesn't look that good."
"Huhuhu, I'm the leader of the rebel army, you can call me Preston. Of course, this is just an action code." That black man. His face is still hidden in the shadow of the wide-brimmed cowboy hat, and the slightly worn wide-neck trench coat lends the figure an unpleasant sense of mystery.
"Then, Mr. Preston." Palamidis shrugged. "I heard you have something to talk to me about? Tell me if you have something to say."
"Can we borrow a place to talk?" The leader of the resistance army looked around, indicating that there were his subordinates around, and it was inconvenient to discuss in detail.
"If you want," hummed Palamidis. This is the territory of the Rebel Army, and this guy named Preston is the leader of the Rebel Army, but this man doesn't believe in his own army, and he has to find another place to talk to Palamidis.
None of my own men could believe it. Sad enough.
A few minutes later, in a conference room reserved for secret conversations, the black man sat down and poured a glass of wine: "You should be tired and thirsty after all this time, so I need something to drink. Yes? How about a good homebrew Egyptian mead?"
"No, I don't drink." Palamidis knew that alcohol was the enemy of the Green Knights and had decided not to drink since then.
"Never mind." Preston picked up the glass and took a sip.
There is a very sweet and delicious smell wafting from the mead, although that smell is also accompanied by the smell of alcohol. It is a kind of high-sugar alcohol. It is brewed with high-purity honey, but because honey has antibacterial ingredients, it cannot be fully fermented, so the alcohol content is actually low. alcohol. Normal people don't usually get drunk when they drink this mead, but Palamidis is an exception, he will get drunk after drinking a little alcoholic drink. The physique of the emerald knight, which was originally invulnerable to all poisons, was unable to decompose the alcohol in the blood, which was really a mystery.
"Then, let's make a long story short." Taking advantage of the wine, the rebel leader Preston said, "I apologize first for the many rudeness my subordinates treated you in the previous incident."
"If you're talking about the hostage-taking incident in the shopping street, then you don't need to apologize, I've already killed those people anyway." Palamidis replied bluntly.
" They're not supposed to take hostages in that kind of place. But you know, a tree grows with dead branches, and trying to unite and manipulate a group of Egyptian civilians and even the poorest of the poor is a really tough job. Difficult things." Preston replied, "I tried my best, but there are always some idiots who don't listen to advice and like to make extra arrangements, thinking that their actions will have a positive impact on our organization."
Palramidis shrugged, and only then did he really understand the meaning of Preston's words: "I understand the truth. But it's really okay for you to hurt your men like this? They I'm sure you won't be angry after hearing that?"
The resistance leader frowned and said unhappily: "This conference room is soundproof, and I have told them again and again that this is a private one-on-one meeting between me and you. If anyone still resists Commands...I'll find a way to deal with them."
His handling probably meant silence. What a dangerous guy.
"Let's put that aside, we don't have to waste our time on a bunch of idiots." Preston continued: "Mr. Palamedis, you and I are smart people and should both know this. What happened was just a chess game.
However, although it is a chess game, everything here is an inevitable fact. Today, the Egyptian government is corrupt and the people of this country are living in dire straits. It is precisely because the people are so dissatisfied with the government and have the need to resist this corrupt government that our resistance army has grown so strong. And you know, once the flood of revolution starts to burst, it will eventually get out of hand until our rebels take the Egyptian regime. There must be bloodshed and sacrifice, but there is no absolute right or wrong. Times have always changed. "
"What are you trying to say?" The big cat grinned: "So, you want to use the power of these civilians to seize power and make yourself the king of this country? And what does this have to do with me? "
"Mr. Palamidis, we are all smart people. Smart people are not self-willed and focus on interests and benefits." Preston smiled mysteriously: "It's such a troublesome thing to be an emperor. I don't want to be. My goal is to get as much benefits as possible in this war. When the war is over, I will retire with money and find someone suitable for this country. The emperor's people are going to be the emperor. There are already several candidates on the list, so you don't need to worry."
"I'm more concerned about the money part," Palamidis demanded.
"Look, we're starting to have a common language." Preston continued: "I'll open the skylight and speak up. At first, when I founded the Rebel Army, I planned to use the power of the people to overthrow this corrupt regime. , profited from it. But things did not go as smoothly as I imagined. The current Egyptian government seems to be crumbling on the surface, and it will fall apart when the wind blows, but in fact it is supported by a huge organization behind it. This The terrible organization has been using various means to secretly replace the dignitaries in the government with their pawns, the so-called androids since the past few decades. By replacing real people with androids, this organization gradually Taking control of the Egyptian government also brought great obstacles to our [revolution]...
This mysterious organization that attempts to secretly control the government does not have a name, but those who have been hunted by this organization call it [the Academy] with fear. "
"...[Academy]?" Palamidis frowned as he recalled the scene he had just seen not long ago.
"I think you've seen the horrors of the [Academy] just now. They're everywhere.
You should have seen the [Railroad] eldest brother shoot the android head with a firearm and take the android element from the android's head, right?
But the [railway] organization that the eldest brother belongs to is a more mysterious underground organization that specializes in fighting androids, or the [academy] that made them. [Railroad] has been fighting the [Academy] for years, assassinating government dignitaries who have been replaced by androids. It is precisely because the [railway] is tasked with suppressing the [Academy] that the [Academy]'s plan to embezzle the Egyptian government has never been completed.
But you get the idea. [Railroad] is an organization that we have been unable to contact, and they have no desire to join forces with the rebels. Relying on the civilian strength of our resistance army alone, it is also a bit difficult to deal with the government that is backed by [the academy]. So I'm here to make a request, or a proposal, to you, Mr. Palamidis: Do you want to join forces with our rebels to overthrow this government that is under the covert control of the [Academy]?
I know you're as smart as I am. We smart people are not righteous people, but we are on the same side because it is profitable~IndoMTL.com~ I can assure you that as long as you make this move right, you can make a difference in this war. Windfall. And you will definitely get your penny that you deserve.
How is it? I will never treat you badly. "
"Very interesting proposal." Palamidis squinted his eyes: "But forget it, thank you. I don't want to have anything to do with the revolution in Egypt. I'm not Egyptian, so why bother with you? political affairs?"
"Even money can't move your heart, right?" The leader of the rebel army smiled: "But that's the answer I expected. But wait, there's one more thing I want to tell you. Maybe after hearing this, you'll change your mind."
"Speak straight, don't beat around the bush." The reason why Palamidis didn't buy Preston's account was largely due to the guy's sloppy speaking style.
Preston squinted one eye and smiled mysteriously while drinking mead: "If I told you that [the Academy] had a close relationship with a research organization that was the cause of your wife the death of your sons, the culprit of the tragedy of your sons?"
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