Chapter 1887: The Person Is Gone

At this moment, on the other side of Egypt.

A calm and peaceful afternoon.

Nashadier looked at the newspaper, his face turning livid at the news printed on it.

Marina leaned in and read the content on the newspaper aloud: "The Egyptian Allied Forces have suffered a devastating blow, Nashadier has been killed in action, and other generals of the Egyptian Allied Forces have been captured by the great French troops..."

This was just like sitting at home, only to have news of one's own death fall from the sky.

Marina looked at Nashadier's rosy cheeks and laughed: "General, you've been talked to death by someone."

*Rip. *

The newspaper was torn into shreds by Nashadier; after taking a few breaths, Nashadier said calmly: "Then let these French know that I am still alive, and living quite well at that."

Nashadier stood up and grabbed his holster.

Seeing Nashadier's impulsive behavior, Marina asked worriedly: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"The French are just trying to bait you into taking the hook."

Nashadier turned his head to look at Marina and gave a cold snort: "Am I such an impulsive person? I just remembered that I still have a sum of money over at the French side that I haven't withdrawn yet."

Nashadier turned and walked away, and Marina chased after him, very worried.

Nashadier arrived at the operations command room, where everyone was busy; seeing Nashadier's arrival, everyone stood up to salute him, and Nashadier nodded slightly and walked to a table.

There, Shawn and Henry were looking at today's newspaper, laughing from ear to ear.

Nashadier raised an eyebrow, and the person next to them saw this and nudged the two of them.

"Why do you keep poking me?"

"Don't move, don't move!"

Nashadier took a breath, walked up, and snatched the newspaper from the two of them.

"What are you doing? Let me read it again."

"The French actually dared to write that Nashadier is dead; I've already imagined what the expression on his face would look like."

Shawn looked up, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.

Henry was stunned: "Nashadier! When did you come over?"

The person next to Henry said: "He was already here while you two were reading the newspaper."

Henry's expression changed, and he whispered: "Why didn't you warn me?"

That person spread his hands.

Henry hurriedly turned his head, and he and Shawn both wore awkward smiles on their faces.

"Nashadier..."

Nashadier gave them a forced, insincere smile, walked to the map, and looked at the map of the French Colonial Area in Egypt.

After looking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Where is the Longyan Army now? Does anyone know?"

Henry stepped forward, as he was currently responsible for intelligence and reconnaissance, and marked the position of the Longyan Army: "This is information we knew a month ago; for this past month, the French troops haven't attacked us, so we aren't very clear on the specific situation."

Nashadier nodded; that was the most difficult pass to attack in the French Colonial Area.

Jiang Xuan was very likely trapped there now.

After about two months of training, the combat level of the Egyptian Army had improved significantly.

Nashadier marked a location and said indifferently: "Formulate an operation plan; in three days, we will attack the French arsenal."

"Alright, no problem, I'll call all the cadres in right now to discuss attacking the arsenal in three days."

Henry had just stepped out the door when he suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly backed in.

"Nashadier, are you crazy? We are attacking the French troops' arsenal now—do we have enough troops or enough firepower?"

Shawn was also stunned, then echoed: "Right, we've only just achieved some results from our training; if you do this, you will destroy all our training results!"

Henry stepped forward,

and said urgently: "I know the French wrote that you were dead, and you feel unbalanced."

"But we can just use our own newspaper office to write them to death as well."

Shawn nodded: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Nashadier turned around to look at them and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I am doing this to take revenge for myself?"

Shawn and Henry nodded without a doubt.

Nashadier took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and said: "You all underestimate me too much."

"It doesn't matter to me how they explain it; right now, the French troops manage the colonies by zones, and it is very difficult for our news to reach other zones."

"Have you not considered why we are still able to receive newspapers from other zones?"

"Ever since we raided the granary last time, things like newspapers have been banned by the French troops from being circulated across zones."

"Such news doesn't have much impact on me, but for the ordinary people in the French Colonial Area, those who believe this information will suffer a major blow."

"This is not a good thing for us; the Longyan Army has already attacked the French troops' pass, and they have to pay a huge price for every step they advance now."

"I cannot let this information confuse the public; otherwise, they might take crazy actions, which would affect the entire war situation."

"Furthermore, our increasingly strained supplies also need to be replenished in time; attacking the arsenal can help us replenish sufficient supplies."

Shawn and Henry thought for a moment and said: "That may be true, but attacking in three days is too tight on time."

"We are worried that the preparations won't be sufficient."

Nashadier said: "We aren't prepared, but the enemy won't be prepared either."

"Do you think this information was really meant for us to see?"

"They meant it for the Longyan Army to see; Dawn likely already knows what the relationship is between the uprising in the Colonial Area and the Longyan Army's offensive."

"My death is meant to tell the Longyan Army that their scheme has failed, to disrupt the morale of the Longyan Army."

"We must act as soon as possible; this matter absolutely cannot be delayed!"

Shawn exhaled and pondered for a moment; the comfortable environment they were currently able to enjoy was because the Dragon Flame Army was attracting the majority of the French forces on the front lines.

Only during this period did they have time to train their troops.

If the Dragon Flame Army's judgment were affected, their current period of comfort would also vanish.

Thinking of this, Shawn said, "I agree with Nashadier's idea, but even if we attack the French armory now, how can we let the Dragon Flame Army know that our troops are still around?"

"The French have already shut down the newspaper offices."

Nashadier smiled and said, "Do not worry, what we need to do is cut off the follow-up supplies for the French forces."

"Leave them without weapons to use for a period of time."

"Once we finish all this, the Dragon Flame Army will naturally become aware of our battle at the armory."

Nashadier gave a faint smile toward Henry and Shawn.

Shawn understood in an instant; there is no such thing as an airtight wall in this world, and the Dragon Flame Army's most powerful intelligence system had long since blossomed everywhere—if they created a big enough commotion, they need not fear that the Dragon Flame intelligence system would fail to report it to the Dragon Flame Army.

Perhaps there were already Dragon Flame Army intelligence officers within the French military.

Henry spread his hands: "Since that is the case, I will go call those cadres in."

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