"stop!"

"Let go of the Commander-in-Chief!!"

Several figures rushed over and pushed the old man down on the bed with three clicks. Schubert adjusted his clothes with a solemn expression.

But the suppressed old man still struggled hard with his thin body under the hands of the strong adjutant, and tears fell down his old and stiff face:

"It will be too late if you don't go..."

Schubert looked at the other party with an expression of surprise and shock.

He seemed to see some kind of inevitable disaster, just like the roaring waves!

But he had no other choice.

As the supreme commander of the North Sea military barrier, he must be responsible for the entire army and the effective forces of all countries. He cannot mobilize the army for such absurd reasons and invest limited and precious combat resources on tasks with no prospects.

"Let's go." Schubert ordered.

"No! Don't go, Commander... Schubert! You will regret it!!"

At this moment, the lights in the house suddenly went out!

As the old man's pleading fell, several short muffled hums followed, and silence returned to the room again.

"What's going on?" Schubert's majestic voice sounded in the room.

The old man's breathing continued in the direction of the hospital bed.

But another slightly younger, but extremely calm voice sounded from the room, answering Commander-in-Chief Schubert’s question:

"Sorry, you need to carefully consider his suggestion."

As the words fell, the lights above Schubert flickered, and the room returned to its original brightness.

He subconsciously looked towards the direction from which the voice came.

…

PS:

Typos and flaws will be corrected first and then corrected.

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Chapter completed!