The blood-soaked corpse hit the ground like a broken sack filled with dough, making a damp sound.

There was still not much sound in the tent. The officer holding a bayonet dripping with blood was red and gasping. Many of them were still responding loudly and inflammatory remarks before. Marek Koletsky was not the first person to be cut open his throat. This kind of gaze was not long-term and constantly obstructing the Immortal City of Education for the guerrillas. There were many officers who had previously. Even though they knew it was unlikely, Victor von Dum still hoped that Marek Koletsky was the last officer to die at his own hands. This method of cleaning was not very clever and could easily damage the enthusiasm of the guerrillas. He hoped that such people could die on the battlefield to inspire the fighting will of others.

"Send a commando to surround their camp and don't let anyone escape. Others, be optimistic about their own teams, I don't want something wrong." Victor von Doom said to one of the officers. "I will go and persuade them myself to try not to shoot before this. There is enough blood today."

"Yes, sir!" The man in a standard gray uniform gave a hurried salute and walked out quickly. The others could not wait to leave the command headquarters under the gesture of Victor von Dum. The officers involved in the murder washed their hands and bayonets in the basin with pale faces, and then lowered their heads and left the tent full of blood.

This matter will be buried forever in their hearts. They will form a small group because of this murder, just like they whispered to each other when they left together. These officers were carefully selected by Victor von Dum. Before Marek Koletsky launched his speech, he conspired with them under the light to convey the news in the shadows. Victor mobilized them to persuade Marek Koletsky not to give a speech but failed. They thought they were valued, but the fact was the opposite - they would die in the next battle, smashed into pieces by a bullet drilling into the brain, chest and abdomen or mortar shell falling from the sky. Then the fire line was promoted, and the command officers would take over their work - these officers were the ones Victor von Dum valued, young, passionate and ideals, and accepted most of the ideas of the Immortal City.

They will form a front line that fights side by side with the Immortal City and will not hinder the Immortal City's education of ordinary soldiers. After this, there will be no obstacles in establishing the Latvinia Bank in the Immortal City. More importantly, they accepted the statement that "the so-called magic is actually a spiritual power that can be explained scientifically", instead of looking at the supernatural abilities he exerted with superstitious eyes, summoning thunder to attack the enemy, twisting the enemy's bunker and other means are tactical. They are very happy to accept the psychics trained by Immortal City to join the battle sequence.

Victor von Dum did not tell these young people about his plans. He thought he was not good at conspiracy, so he planned to bury all his plans in his heart. Even the preacher of the Immortal City left, and he sat silently in his position for several minutes, finally waved his hand and released a little bit of Mars. The orange-red Mars fell on the body of Marek Koletsky, and his flesh and blood immediately shrank, as if all the water had been evaporated.

The next second, the scorched scars spread on the dry corpse, and the clothes also turned into ashes with the scorched scars. After more than a minute, only a pool of human-shaped ashes were left at Victor von Dum's feet, a few charred metal buttons, and the tent was full of the burnt smell of protein. He stood up silently, lifted the curtain, and the smell of cold gray rain came to his face, which made people feel refreshed. The thunder in the sky and the neighing of horses accompanied by the bitter mountain wind, blowing away all the smells left by sin.

He doesn't want bloodshed to continue today, he really doesn't want it.

"It seems that the helper I chose is really outstanding." Salomon lowered his head and reader's pages of the report next to Bacon's plate. "He has completed the work of unifying the Latovignan front, and it is a front that is not as hostile to the Immortal City. I am really satisfied that Stephanie can speed up transportation. I am looking forward to the construction of a satellite reconnaissance center in Latovignan. Oh, Dinah, can I help me with that report today? It's the one about satellite reconnaissance NATO military base. I don't think there are no spies in the guerrillas, nor do I think they will start mobilizing troops after declaring war..."

His focus is not on how many lives it took for Victor von Dum to complete this task. What he cares about is whether the front is reliable. Now all the Latovian nobles (i.e., the bourgeoisie) have smelled the scent of storms. More and more countrymen have brought their families to the mountains and forests to join the guerrillas. The first batch of weapons and ammunition transported between the mountains in the Immortal City will soon be in short supply, and many people can only fight with live ammunition (rifles, submachine guns and heavy machine guns).

However, there are many weapons in the warehouse of Immortal City that have just left the factory and are wrapped in grease paper.

"It's breakfast time, my dear." Beyonetta knocked the disk with a fork with a gold edge. Generally speaking, the breakfast of this family chooses foods that are not very high in calories, and there are definitely no family who choose to eat a big meal like smoked beef brisket early in the morning. However, for the witch and salomon who delayed last night's dinner, the intake of these proteins was just right.

"I promise, it will be over soon." The pen seemed to have gained life under the command of Salomon. It lifted its cap, pierced its head to the blank space on the printing paper, and wrote the title of Secret Mage on it. This signature means that there will be servers weighing dozens of tons, nuclear generator sets and many technicians will be transported to Latovigna, and synchronous satellites and spy satellites will also begin to be mobilized to meet the initial needs of Latovigna's army's informatization.

In the near future, the Latovian War will really begin. In Eastern Europe, the Middle East and Africa, the army that is conducting actual combat training will be transferred to Latovigna to fight, and the armored troops of the Immortal City will also go to the plains of Latovigna in batches, and Victor von Dum's men will respond there. At that time, the flag of the golden eagle will flutter between the snow-capped mountains and the black forest, and the tracks and iron hooves will flatten the castles and trenches. The Salomon will lead the sisters, the Imperial Guard Constantine and a regular Latovian army to join the war. The troops guarding the northern defense line to defend NATO enter Latovigna. When necessary, he will rely on the strong air superiority of the Immortal City to transfer to major European military bases to kill those weekend holidays, except for drug abuse and fun.

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