Mike Donald nodded and gestured for the two soldiers to carry a box up. This was the journal of the naval base.
Every mission had to be recorded according to the requirements, and it had to be updated every day. Even if everything was calm and nothing happened, it still had to be updated.
This was an important indicator of measurement, but Clive couldn't understand the report and left it to Duncan.
Just as Clive was about to continue asking questions, a beggar-like man in ragged clothes suddenly broke through the soldiers 'obstruction and came in front of Clive.
Macdonald, who had always maintained his calm and reserved self, became flustered at this moment, but he immediately gathered his thoughts.
The beggar-like man was about to speak when a gunshot interrupted his voice.
Right at this moment, Macdonald's lips curled into an imperceptible sinister smile.
But soon his smile could not be maintained
There, Clive reached out with two fingers of his right hand and caught a bullet. The beggar sat on the ground, rejoicing at his survival.
Clive glanced at Macdonald before his figure flashed. When he condensed again, an unconscious person had already appeared in his hand.
The man was wearing a navy uniform and holding a long-range sniper rifle.
Clive threw him on the ground and said to MacDonald,""I hope you can give me an explanation. Forget it…let him speak."
As he spoke, Clive turned his gaze to the beggar sitting on the ground.
"Tell me everything you know."
The beggar calmed himself down and took out a new bag of files from his pocket. It was obvious that he cared a lot about this document.
"This…this is all the evidence of MacDonald's crime in the ten years since he took office."
Clive took the folder and helped the beggar up from the ground.
"What's your name?"
The beggar stood up shakily and saluted with his trembling body.""Corporal, Edie Murphy reporting for duty!”
" Very good, Corporal. Now board the ship and have a rest. Have a good meal. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it later."
"Yes, sir!"
After Duncan stepped forward to help Murphy away, Clive waved the folder in front of Donald.
"Is there anything else you want to explain?"
MacDonald held his forehead and lowered his head, letting out a cold laugh. Then, the sergeants behind him raised their guns and fired at Clive.
The folder was destroyed almost instantly, and Clive was also drowned in bullets.
Macdonald's maniacal laughter rang out amidst the gunshots.
"Hahaha! You want to control me? You're still ten years too young! So what if you can tie with the Underworld King? Now, he still died here! Hahahaha!"
The gunshots stopped and the smoke dispersed. Clive's intact body appeared there.
He brushed the dust off his body, which was the result of the bullets shattering when they hit his armor.
Other than the file in Clive's hand, Clive's entire body was undoubtedly damaged. Even his clothes were intact under the army-colored package.
Clive looked at the enemy who had suddenly quieted down and said indifferently,""Do you…have some misunderstanding about the strong?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the heads of the dozen or so officers who had just fired and the deputy base commander with the rank of lieutenant colonel flew high into the air.
A bright red fountain spewed out. On their necks, there was an extremely smooth cut. It was obvious that it had been cut open by a sharp weapon.
The principle was simple. Clive had used his magic eye to create this strange phenomenon by projecting a slash he had made while practicing his sword a few days ago.
Soon, the folder in Clive's hand began to recover quickly.
In the entire dock, he was the only commander left of Macdonald's men.
"Now, you will be executed for assaulting and attempting to murder your superior."
Clive sneered as he walked towards him and punched his chest through.
Wiping the blood off his hands, Clive turned to Duncan and said,""Get a few people to clean up the scene and deal with the corpses."
Duncan looked at the extremely calm Clive, and for some reason, he was covered in cold sweat.
It was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
Clive was too calm and indifferent. His calm and even slightly smiling expression, coupled with the blood stains on his cheeks that had not been wiped away, made him look extremely terrifying.
"Duncan?"
"Oh…oh, I understand!"
Clive shouted again before Duncan broke free from this state.
It was not that he was afraid. After all, he was a warrior who had survived the war in the new world.
He was afraid of Clive's contrast.
The usually kind and humorous lieutenant general was like a murderer at this time. The key was that terrifying smile. If it wasn't for this, Duncan might have been able to remain calm.
But in fact, the reason why Clive laughed was very simple. After he killed Macdonald, a colorful bait dropped.
According to the introduction, this was a bait that would definitely be used to bait the fish. Only the most evil people and the targets with outstanding strength would have a chance to drop this rare good item.
But reality was such a surprise. Surprises always came inadvertently.
Clive didn't realize it yet, but Duncan had sworn in his heart that he would never betray Clive.
If Duncan was fighting for his future at the beginning, and after spending a long time with Clive on the ship, he was willing to serve Clive from the bottom of his heart, then it was now covered with a layer of terrifying dark clouds, warning him not to betray.
It was not until decades later that Duncan, who was about to retire, got drunk at a cocktail party and told Clive the secret.
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