"Don't shoot, I say."

Moritov, who fell to the ground, trembled like chaff in the face of Arthur's fiery eyes and loaded bullets, showing an unusually cooperative attitude.

What he had been hiding before, he said it all like a bamboo tube pouring beans at the moment. And what he said can explain most of the strange things that Arthur and others encountered.

All of this, all of which was the deputy head of DTPH, Bole. What Wood planned, he made when he learned about the situation at B&B. First, he bribed some hateful B&B members and committed some murders that could cause panic. Later, the man discovers that Arnold, the real leader of the other party, is not on the team, and that something strange has happened to the B&B team before, and intends to further exacerbate their fears.

After some negotiation, he bought a set of advanced camouflage tools from Phuket and disguised the person who was murdering their companion as their real commander, Arnold. Mr. Robinson's appearance. In this way, once the people of the B&B find out what the murderer looks like, there is no doubt that they will fall into an even greater panic.

"Although our regiment commander sold the camouflage tools to them, he did not give them them directly, but did a good job of camouflage on me and a few other people, and asked us to send the tools to the designated place." Moritov said. "That's the way it is, I've told you everything, don't kill me...."

"That is, more than one person disguised as Arnold?" Arthur asked, putting away his gun.

"Yes." Moritov said. "That's how camouflage works. The moment they are attacked, the attacker gets himself attacked Arnold. Robinson's Tips; And the moment they are discovered, they will take on the appearance of the chairman of the council in the eyes of those who see them. ”

"What are they doing this for?" Jack wondered.

"Let's think that the murder was done by Mr. Arnold, and if we don't dare to track it down, the murderer will be safer." Arthur sighed softly. "It's fine. It's better than pretending to be Mr. Arnold and giving us orders. ”

"Will they do that?" Jack was surprised. "We have props to identify our teammates."

"Yes." Arthur said. "I've seen it in the team repository. However, not only us, but even Allen, Henderman, and Aldridge can only take out some combat equipment and some general points in the warehouse. The only one who has the authority to take out the rest of the equipment is Mr. Arnold himself. All right.... Now, only he can prove his identity. ”

"I don't know.... Perhaps it would be better to report these situations to Regiment Commander Allen as soon as possible. Jack said.

Arthur didn't speak, but sighed softly. "Perhaps, it is better to give up the battle and surrender directly."

"Seriously?" Jack wondered. "Surrender to the enemy?"

"Say whatever you want." Arthur shook his head. "Go report to Alan. He had planned to lead the attack, and after the enemy had done such a thing, it might have been a good idea to attack. ”

So Jack helped Moritov up, and together they walked in the direction of Allen. But upon arrival, they found that someone was already standing next to Allen, talking something.

After discovering them, Alan looked at them--- his face was as pale as a ghost. "Arthur, you gave Mr. Arnold a shot?"

"When it hit, it was really Arnold. Robinson. Arthur replied. But that's not him. ”

Then he repeated what Moritov had just said. Subsequently, Molitov was withdrawn to Allen's side. "If you don't believe him, ask him."

Allen's face regained a little blood, and he looked at Moritov. "Is that so?"

"Of course not." Moritov shook his head. "Chairman Arnold asked me to bring you a message: your performance is not up to standard, and you have not passed his test."

Arthur was stunned and threw another punch at Moritov. This time, there was something wrong with the hand, as if it had been hit on porcelain. On closer inspection, Molitov's head first fell, and then, his body fell to the side, and in the process, it broke into many pieces and scattered with a clatter.

"Escaped?" Arthur looked at Jack. "What's going on?"

"I don't know... But maybe I ran away just now when I was chasing that black shadow. Jack thought about it for a moment and said. If that's the case, then what he just said to us may be false. ”

"Fake." Arthur looked to the side, his face was not only white, but almost turned dead gray, and his eyes were scattered, revealing Allen, who was extremely flustered and frightened. "Commander?"

"Enemy .. The person on the other side said... The comings are endless... Those who come are not afraid... All are welcome! Right. Allen's hands and lips were shaking. Right... We can still get there..."

"Captain!" Arthur raised his voice.

"Yes, that man has a spirit in his hand, and he can fight against him, and he can keep us... He said 'no one who comes', and anyone who joins will accept it... We are also part of the 'somebody'..... That's right, that's the case ...."

Arthur gave him a direct slap in the face.

"Smack!" Allen was left with a palm mark on his cheek, and his body staggered. But after a moment, his eyes narrowed a little.

"Cheer up!" Arthur grabbed him by the collar and shook his body. "Look at what you've become!"

"Let go." Allen's voice returned to its previous calm. "I've come to my senses."

Arthur snorted and let go of his hand. Alan shook his clothes. "What do you think the truth is?"

"Whatever it is. There is only one thing we have to do, attack immediately. Arthur pointed to the distance, sporadic enemies revealing themselves under flares. Take them down. ”

"You know what our team looks like. As long as you defeat the enemy, as long as you win, all problems will be solved. The troubles we've had before are not without worse than they are now. But after we have won the superior enemy, isn't everything good again? ”

"It's the same now! As long as you go to battle, everyone will still obey your orders, and we will still be one; As long as you can win, all difficulties will disappear; We are still a strong and excellent B&B team! ”

Hearing this, Eren regained a little of his spirits.

"That's right, as long as we win, he will forgive us." He muttered to himself. "Even if you fail to pass the test before, as long as you win, you can solve the previous problem...."

"Assemble now!" As if desperately trying to grasp the last straw, Alan shouted. "Attack now!"

Arthur watched his regimental commander from the sidelines. The look in his eyes was like looking at a pile of garbage.