"You're underestimating Frank. How do you know he can't spot it?" Otis rebuked coldly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson," Eugene said, hastily lowering his head, not daring to make a fuss.
"What's going on with General Ralph?" Otis inquired.
"He has been moved to a new safe house and everything is properly placed. His followers would never expect that." Eugene
returned cautiously.
"By the way, Mr. Robertson, recently General Ralph's followers seem to have reduced their activities. There's not much movement,
have they given up?"
"No way. The old guys can't give up easily." Otis stood up, he raised his wrist to check his watch, it was ten o'clock in the evening.
The long night has just begun and there is still a long way to go before dawn.
"Now, the more calm the old guys are, the less good it is. A dog that makes a fuss is not fierce; it's the wolf that doesn't make a
sound that bites. There must be a reason behind why they have reduced their activities, either they have reached an agreement or
have contacted the outside." Otis suddenly pushed the window open with force.
The cold wind, laced with snowflakes, poured in.
In his ears, the wind whistles.
"Mr. Robertson, what do you mean?" Eugene was a little confused.
"Dumbass, isn't my point clear? They must have a new plan, someone out there has hooked up with them." Otis snarled.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson."
Eugene raised his hand and wiped the sweat running down his forehead. Mr. Robertson looked very calm, but he wasn't.
He was responsible for Charlotte's escape, and he failed to catch her afterwards. He was deeply afraid that Otis would take it out
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The main thing is that his sister, a hostage, is now in Otis's hands.
Otis looked out the window.
He took a deep breath of the icy air.
Then he ordered in a cold voice.
"In the second half of the night, at 4:00 a.m., launch a strong attack on Hill 372. The secret hospital must be taken down before
dawn."
"Yes. Mr. Robertson!"
Eugene stood at attention and took orders.
"There's plenty of time, so call the Hill 372 first-line commander-in-chief and I'll discuss with him personally." Otis glanced at his
watch again, estimating the time.
In today's accident, Charlotte fell and was arrested by House of Inspection.
It was unexpected, but reasonable
Once Charlotte's identity is revealed, he will no longer be able to take over the military power, and he will face even more pressure
in the future, without the status as the son-in-law of the Heath family. In addition to General Ralph's followers, there will be more
and more people who would reject him.
He had to kill them in one move, and he had to take Frank down before dawn.
He must take Cecelia's life and death firmly into his own hands.
The only way he can control General Ralph is to have him sign warrants for him, and he can further his power.
Head-on, drifting snowflakes fell on his face.
But he can't feel a trace of coolness, and it turns into water in an instant.
Ambition flooded his chest and lit a blazing fire.
In order to get the suprpower, the admiration of millions of people, and in order to get the beloved Joyce.
He clenched his fists tightly and spared no expense.
He must succeed.
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