Chapter 939

"Doo—"

The dull and head-shaking military horn sounded over the Kingdom of Kroke. In the 1-3 military industrial blocks, the six legions directly under the royal family received the mobilization order almost at the same time. As for the target...

"Surround the palace?!"

After learning the target of this attack from the messenger, the commander of the First Army of the Kingdom of Kroke couldn't help but widen his eyes, full of disbelief:

"You want us to mobilize the army to blockade the palace, and then set up a large number of thermal weapons, and prepare to completely destroy Scientific Research District 1? Are you sure this is His Majesty Finn's order?"

"I am sure."

The messenger nodded, then handed the order and the mechanical letter to him, his cheeks twitching slightly:

"Although it is a bit difficult to understand, the order and the letter are both true. You check it. If there is no problem, you can set out as soon as possible."

"..."

After taking the order and the letter with a face full of shock, first unfolding the order to quickly identify the mark, then holding the letter against the back of his hand to identify the encrypted number, and finding that everything was correct, the commander was silent for a few seconds, then said with a face full of suspicion:

"Although the things are not wrong, are you sure this order was issued by His Majesty Finn himself?"

Hearing the commander's words, the messenger's expression turned slightly cold.

"What do you mean?"

"My meaning is, could that broadcast that was suddenly cut off this morning be true?"

Looking at the messenger with an unkind expression in front of him, the commander narrowed his eyes slightly, then made a gesture to the guards behind him, signaling them to surround him and control the messenger, then refused unceremoniously:

"Although our First to Sixth Legions are the direct legions of the royal family and should unconditionally obey the mobilization order, I now have reason to suspect that His Majesty Finn has been... Ah!"

Accompanied by a scream, the commander seemed to have been bitten by something, and desperately shook his hands, but the letter he was holding in his hand seemed to be equipped with a powerful magnet, sticking tightly to his hand, and instantly exploded a dazzling purple-white arc.

"Commander!"

Under the sudden change, the guards who gathered around were shocked. Some went to help the fallen commander, while others continued to pounce on the messenger standing in place, however...

"Zzz..."

Seeming to notice someone approaching, the purple-white arc expanded instantly, including everyone within a radius of fifteen meters around, except for the messenger.

In less than one-twentieth of a second, everyone in the arc fell to the ground together. Although they hadn't fainted yet, they couldn't crawl up no matter what, and could only lie on the ground, looking at the sky with horror.

"This is the micro-current bomb of Scientific Research District 3. It was originally planned to be officially equipped for you next June, and it is currently in the experimental stage."

Raising his arm and aiming at the commander who was full of anger, he showed him the porcelain piece on his wrist, and the messenger informed him numbly:

"Without wearing insulation patches, the nerves will be interfered with by the electric field of the bomb, resulting in the loss of control over the flesh. The total duration is about 1 minute and 30 seconds, so you still have 1 minute and 2 seconds to decide whether to obey this mobilization order."

"You... damn it..."

Trying to open his paralyzed chin, the commander said angrily with a big tongue:

"So... broadcast... you... really took His Majesty..."

"There are 29 seconds left."

"I... I absolutely will not..."

"Then I will take it as you have already given up."

After listening to the commander's words, the messenger with a slightly stiff expression turned him over, took off his hat to reveal the back of his head, then reached into his pocket and felt around, took out something like a spider with six needle feet, and pressed it on the back of the commander's head.

"You... did something to me..."

"Don't worry, it's just the most basic soul encoder."

After modifying the position of the "spider" and confirming that all six needle feet had been submerged in the commander's scalp and contacted the information chip inside, the messenger touched the back of his head, then answered numbly:

"This thing is the achievement of District 1. It can perform the most basic coding on the soul of a living person, forcibly adding a few high-priority instructions. Before the special energy inside is exhausted, it can guarantee your loyalty to the kingdom."

"I don't... you..."

"After your body is released from paralysis, remember to wear your hat well to cover the encoder, and then have someone look after these personal guards of yours, and then set out as soon as possible according to the mobilization order and prepare to destroy the palace."

"..."

"Did you hear me?"

"..."

"Do you accept the order?"

"Yes!"

"Doo——"

After several similar dramas, the Kingdom of Kroke, which had fallen into chaos because of a broadcast in the morning, finally ushered in greater chaos.

Although there were still doubts in their hearts, after receiving the mobilization order from the upper level, the soldiers of the six royal direct legions finally obeyed the order according to habit, completed the formation, and set out quickly, arriving at the six street blocks around the palace.

And the Kingdom of Kroke's inner-navigation non-airbag airships, the walker mechas of the equipped legions, the all-terrain vehicles equipped with several large-caliber artillery, and the steam tanks full of strange rivets on the shell arrived even earlier, having already surrounded the palace tightly.

"How could it be so fast?!"

Probing his head out from Leon's stomach and looking at the airships in the sky that were adjusting their positions and aiming their side artillery at the palace, the female cleanup agent Mona's weak soul couldn't help but be shocked.

"Alger isn't attacking the signal station? Why can so many soldiers still be mobilized?"

"Because Senior Alger only blockaded the signal station, not the entire District 1."

After squinting and looking into the distance, Leon, who had just arrived at the palace gate, shook his head:

"Even if there is no way to transmit signals directly, people can still be sent out to mobilize troops. And if it weren't for Senior Alger, these soldiers would probably have come even faster."

"But in that case, didn't we do it in vain before?"

Hearing Leon's words, Reuben's soul also drilled out, asking weakly:

"Isn't the reason for attacking the broadcast building with so much effort to prevent him from mobilizing troops? But now he has still got the army over here!"

"It's not bad to have this result."

Leon smiled upon hearing this:

"This is someone else's territory after all. Just a broadcast is just making some trouble, and it can't make him step down completely. After all, Prince Andre is not a fool. If he didn't even know how to hold the army in his hands, I'm afraid he would have been taken down by someone before we came.

But these are all in the past. Now he ordered the army to surround the palace, which is equivalent to digging his own tree roots in order to catch mice. It can be considered that he has bet all his family wealth on the gambling table. As long as we can hold on through this round, he can rest assured and step down."