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Chapter 296 History repeats itself, classic re-enactment(2/2)

The king should be a loyal minister and rejoice with the people, instead of being full of arrogance, hypocrisy and prejudice.

Unfortunately, Benjamin was not a good general, and Anne was not a qualified leader.

Central control room.

Annie, who was all messy and dirty, had just staggered up from the ground when she heard about the workers' uprising in Liming Commune.

Deja vu~

Subconsciously, her memory was evoked, recalling the historical event described by her teacher when she was young, which seemed to be called the French Revolution.

"Crazy, crazy, all crazy!" Anne roared angrily, "Kill them all, no matter if they are Arthur or whoever they are, kill them all!"

"But mayor, the guards suffered heavy losses, and the other troops won't be able to catch up for a while." The female secretary said without tears.

"What do you do for food! Why did the Dawn Commune just know that shit now!" Annie was tired from shouting and panted heavily against the sizzling operating console.

Benjamin on the side was unusually calm. He patted Annie on the shoulder helplessly, "There is nothing we can do. I don't know what's going on in Phoenix, but we can't stay in Paris any longer. Let's evacuate."

"Evacuate?" Anne said with a ferocious smile, "This is my kingdom. Why does the majestic queen want to escape from her castle?"

Bang bang bang!

Before Benjamin could answer with a wry smile, the sound of gunfire getting closer and closer outside the door instantly made her regain her senses.

"Yes, only when people are alive can they have a chance to make a comeback. We really have to withdraw!" Annie said tremblingly.

A group of ten people ran towards the top of Paris's helipad like a bereaved dog. The ground opened up, and an aircraft with a sci-fi shape and luxurious decoration rose up.

"Don't Phoenix have missiles? What if it hits us?" Annie stepped forward and asked suddenly.

Benjamin looked back at Chu Xin, who was motionless, and judged to himself, "They haven't moved for so long, the internal damage may be more serious, and where did they get so much ammunition inventory, unless they can produce it themselves quickly?"

pin!"

The main reason is that I don't have time to do ink at the moment. If I don't get on the plane, I can only wait to be torn into pieces by the Dawn Commune.

Buzz~

Air flow erupted from the bottom of the aircraft, leaving Paris behind and rising into the air.

"What a pity~"

Arthur, who arrived one step late, looked helplessly at the flying aircraft in the distance.

"That's not necessarily the case." Victor looked at Chu Xin with interest.

Whoosh——

Fire shot into the sky.

Not stingers, but twenty Katyusha rockets.

Bang!
Chapter completed!
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