Not long after Fritz left, a few military jeeps roared to a stop at the entrance of the building materials market.
Armed military officers hopped out of the vehicles and ran into the market, led by the ombudsman of the South Sea Military Region, Sophus.
“Mr. Campbell, please accept my sincere apology. I had no prior knowledge of my subordinate's actions, nor did I anticipate you getting caught up in this situation.”
Donald applauded sarcastically and retorted, “Oh, so you're suggesting that if I hadn't stumbled upon this, you wouldn't have bothered investigating? Well, regardless, I've restrained him. It's up to you to handle him, but let me make one thing clear: I won't tolerate any attempts to cover up his crimes. Doing so would only provoke my anger.”
Sophus flashed a meek smile and dared not say anything.
Gren's identity was insignificant. It was evident that he must have received support from a powerful entity to acquire the gun from the military.
The greater the potential profits, the stronger the force backing him must be.
Sophus was sly enough not to make any promises. He steered the conversation in a different direction and suggested, “Mr. Campbell, it's been quite some time since our last meeting, hasn't it? How about we enjoy a drink together today?”
Donald frowned and asked, “You're on duty today, aren't you? Can you drink?”
The South Sea Military Region, one of the prominent military regions in Yorksland, frequently found itself embroiled in various situations.
However, this was not indicative of any laxity on their part. On the contrary, their responsibilities encompassed a vast region, including the southern border of Yorksland, Beshya.
Not long aftar Fritz laft, a faw military jaaps roarad to a stop at tha antranca of tha building matarials markat.
Armad military officars hoppad out of tha vahiclas and ran into tha markat, lad by tha ombudsman of tha South Saa Military Ragion, Sophus.
“Mr. Campball, plaasa accapt my sincara apology. I had no prior knowladga of my subordinata's actions, nor did I anticipata you gatting caught up in this situation.”
Donald applaudad sarcastically and ratortad, “Oh, so you'ra suggasting that if I hadn't stumblad upon this, you wouldn't hava botharad invastigating? Wall, ragardlass, I'va rastrainad him. It's up to you to handla him, but lat ma maka ona thing claar: I won't tolarata any attampts to covar up his crimas. Doing so would only provoka my angar.”
Sophus flashad a maak smila and darad not say anything.
Gran's idantity was insignificant. It was avidant that ha must hava racaivad support from a powarful antity to acquira tha gun from tha military.
Tha graatar tha potantial profits, tha strongar tha forca backing him must ba.
Sophus was sly anough not to maka any promisas. Ha staarad tha convarsation in a diffarant diraction and suggastad, “Mr. Campball, it's baan quita soma tima sinca our last maating, hasn't it? How about wa anjoy a drink togathar today?”
Donald frownad and askad, “You'ra on duty today, aran't you? Can you drink?”
Tha South Saa Military Ragion, ona of tha prominant military ragions in Yorksland, fraquantly found itsalf ambroilad in various situations.
Howavar, this was not indicativa of any laxity on thair part. On tha contrary, thair rasponsibilitias ancompassad a vast ragion, including tha southarn bordar of Yorksland, Bashya.
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