Chapter 1548

Chapter 1548

The warlord command room.

In chaos.

Otis's several senior staff officers were arguing loudly and accusing

each other.

Vance was one of Otis's most capable confidants, a senior staff officer.

He was solely responsible for arranging Anderson's house arrest this

time. Just now they received news that Joyce had arrived at the

detention site.

Currently, none of his men could be contacted. Anderson may have

been rescued.

Vance and several other senior staff officers were arguing fiercely about

the responsibility for the mistake in this matter, as well as what to do

next. How to proceed with the previously formulated plan, everyone's

opinions could not be unified.

Eugene stood carefully at the door.

He didn't dare to speak, but there was a trace of wavering in his heart.

The general rescued his own son. Without a handle in his hands, how

much chance does Otis have next? His sister Gina is still a hostage in

Almaigne.

Even if he had a different heart, he dared not act rashly. He suddenly

regretted that he should have agreed to Joyce's proposal. There may

still be a glimmer of hope. Now, he was more confused.

He knew Otis's most secrets.

Even if Otis really ascended to the throne, could he spare him?

At this moment.

Otis stood by the window, ignoring the noise behind him.

Looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window, his eyebrows

twisted into a dead knot, and he was in a daze.

The airtight deployment, what exactly went wrong? He couldn't figure it

out.

How did Joyce find such a secret hiding place?

Since they have already found Anderson's whereabouts, how long can

Ralph's detention place last?

He didn't know.

Exhausted all means.

At present, it seems that there is only one way to go. Regardless of the

mediator, whether it is justified or not, regardless of the international

impact, tear up the face in advance, regardless of any consequences

direct confrontation between the two sides until the victory or defeat is

decided, determine the final ownership of the warlord.

This is also what the people behind him are arguing about.

They argued until their faces were red and their ears were red, each

insisting on their own opinions and unwilling to give in.

Before the war, opinions were already inconsistent.

It's just like a group of flies without a head, a mob.

Otis was tired of hearing it. He suddenly turned around and yelled,

"Shut up!"

Shouted with all his might, shaking the beams of the house three times.

Vance and the others immediately shut up and looked at Otis, "Mr.

Robertson."

Otis sank his face, passed through them, "Summon all the generals

and prepare for battle immediately!"

Vance was a war hawk and had been eager to try. Hearing this, his

expression was excited, "Yes, Mr. Robertson!"

Others wanted to advise, "Mr. Robertson, the timing is not yet fully

mature, we can't act rashly!"

"Mr. Robertson, you should think carefully!"

Otis was determined, “If we don't act, others will act. Assemble

immediately, formulate an emergency plan, occupy the remaining

warlord territories, and blockade and besiege the Military Staff House. I

have decided, no discussion.”

After speaking, he strode to the door.

Vance caught up, "Mr. Robertson, where are you going?"

Otis said coldly, “I'm going out for a while. You will complete the

assembly and plan within two hours. I will launch a full-scale attack

when I come back."

"Yes!" Vance saluted immediately, and the blood of warmongering

boiled in his body.

Eugene saw Otis leaving and hurried to catch up, "Mr. Robertson,

where are you going? I'll take you there.”

Otis was in a very bad mood. He waved Eugene away with one arm,

"Get out of here, I'm going by myself."

Thinking about it wouldn't relieve his anger, he raised his hand and

slapped Eugene, "Such a big thing happened and you didn't notice any

wind. I don't believe there was no abnormality at all!"