Gastens, who was still taking Ivan to fight guerrillas in Enspan Province, did not know that there were people waiting for him in Elena. He and the third and fourth regiments of the production brigade, circled Elliot's defense zone for two times, killed more than 2,000 people, and died more than 100 people. Only then did he hand over the third regiment, which was already familiar with guerrilla warfare, and combined with the sharp knife regiment in his previous hand and formed a team of more than 3,000 people in three regiments. For the sake of easy name, Belena called the newly formed team called the guerrilla column behind enemy lines, and then sent Gastens away. His leader, this miracle-created man, will take the fourth regiment of the production brigade, which has experienced the test of war, and continue to guard Elena. And he, Belena, has fallen in love with the feeling of ambushing.

Gastens actually wanted to continue fighting for a while. Although their previous guerrilla warfare caused some losses to Elliot, it was far from destroying his offensive rhythm. However, Elena's current situation is also very tense. If he drifted outside for too long, he might miss important information. Moreover, they fought along the way and gathered many people who were unable to live back to their serfs. New farmers who participated in land reform and divided the land, totaling more than 3,000 people. They came for Elena, and even more for Gastens. Apart from themselves, Gastens didn't know who could bring these people back to Elena safely.

Returning to Elena from the place where he said goodbye to Belancheer took four days to Gastens. Fortunately, the Western Military Region had left Enspan Province, and Eliot was harassed by Belancheer and couldn't take care of himself. Gastens did not encounter any enemies during this march. When he arrived at Elena, he handed over the newly recruited soldiers to Ivan who came back with him and went straight to the factory office. He wanted to ask to see if anything had happened during this period.

"You're back, great!"

Daisy saw Gastens back with a happy look on her face. William Richardson, who was standing beside her, walked to Gastens with a smile, and reached out to him and shook his hand.

"Why, I'm not welcome?"

"Welcome, of course!" Gastens responded quickly and then asked everyone to sit down again. Ailena did not lack workers, technology or factories, and the only thing she lacked was a person who knew technology. He had tried to turn his father-in-law over countless times, but he had no success. But unexpectedly, not long after, he actually came by himself.

"I just didn't expect that Lord Richardson would come so soon. I thought I would have to wait for a while." Gastens took the kettle and started pouring tea for him. Daisy stood beside him and looked at his father.

"Dear, you don't know, my father almost died."

"Oh?" Gastens raised his eyebrows, but was not surprised. Enspanese was so mocked that if the emperor hadn't thought of moving Daisy's father, he would despise the emperor's IQ.

"It's not all you've been hurt yet," William smiled. It seemed that the period of escape he had experienced before was insignificant. "Now that I'm here, Gastens, don't hide it from me. I've been to the factory these days. The wooden head of Gulakos said that without your order, I can't even enter the institute's door! Isn't it ridiculous? Who am I, and I still covet the technology of your institute?"

"Hey? If you don't covet it, then I will raise you in Ailena and let you work with other workers every day. How about it?" Gastens knew that his father-in-law was right and wrong, so he deliberately teased him.

"No, no, no, no," William quickly reached out, "I'm in a hurry," he shook his head and continued, "I'm here, don't hide it. Everything is good in your place, but there are no professional talents. You are alone during this period, aren't you busy enough?"

"That's right, I'll be much more relaxed when you come," Gastens smiled and put the poured tea in front of William. "We are really tight now. I designed a new iron bullet production line, but it didn't work out. The people below can understand the design drawings, but the things I made are always almost interesting. I've been busy fighting guerrillas for a while and I haven't had to worry about it. Since Lord Richardson is here, why not start here?"

"Will the iron bullet be too heavy? How do you solve the pressure and power problems? Is the steam system matched?"

When William heard that there was something to do, he started to throw out the problem. Gastens turned his head and smiled at Daisy, and said silently with his mouth open.

"Look at your father."

Daisy also smiled, she pinched Gastens's shoulder and sat down beside him, "You should talk carefully. With my dad here, your factory has a technical backbone. I want me to tell you, although you have many ideas and many designs, how to manage the factory well, my dad is more professional than you."

“That’s that’s that, that’s nature.”

Gastens nodded quickly, then took out the design drawings and began to communicate with William. The arrival of this great expert did help him a lot. With William's help, he could leave most of the daily and productive work in the factory and devote more energy to Elena's revolutionary cause and more advanced weapons and equipment design. So, although he had some teasing intentions at the beginning, once he started to explain, Gastens immediately entered the serious mode.

After all, every bit of power is precious to Elena now.

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After finishing his conversation with William, Gastens took him to the factory laboratory, and gave him a more detailed introduction to the current progress and problems on the unfinished production line on site, before returning to his office at the factory. There, Daisy had prepared a simple lunch as a reward for greeting him. When lunch came, before he even had time to rest, Gastens met Miguel Martinez in the reception room who came to visit him, which surprised him.

"For the first time we met, Lord Gastens was younger than I thought. He was indeed handsome and talented!"

Miguel was wearing a full formal outfit with fine sweat beads on his forehead. In the midsummer without air conditioning, his outfit could make unhealthy people faint. Gastens turned the steam fan in the room, poured a cup of Luntin for the spokesperson of the Mage Tower Capitalist, made himself a cup of tea, and sat opposite Martinez. During the whole process, Martinez stood straight and looked at the furnishings in the room. After Gastens completed the entire process of receiving guests, he put down his hat, took off his coat, and sat in front of Gastens.

"Mr. Martinez's arrival really surprised me. I wonder if you are here this time?"

Gastens has never liked nonsense, especially in front of enemies who are completely different from his class position. Miguel Martinez represents the class he is destined to destroy, and some of the people at the top of that class. He can give the spokesperson a smile and a cup of Luntin because he takes the initiative to come and visit him regardless of the danger.

Maybe I heard about Gastens's style from Luna, maybe I was prepared for it, Martinez closed the polite smile on his face, and opened his mouth and became a bombshell.

"At most two weeks, the Western Military Region will become history. The military front of the Niglu Republic will point directly to Ankenrien. Although we are no longer the most powerful force in this country, we are still the most prosperous force in this country. We hope that after losing Paul Bell, we can cooperate with you and change this country."

Hearing Martinez's words, Gastens raised his eyebrows. The confidence in the other party's tone made him convinced that Martinez should have known something that he didn't know. He tapped the table with his fingers and made a rhythmic "Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-Du-

"Why would Paul Zhong lose?"

"Assistant without ambition cannot become a magician," Martinez quoted a proverb, "But no matter how ambitious an ordinary person is, he cannot become a magician, right?"

"You gave up on Paul Zhong? I think he did a good job. He was able to achieve semi-independence under the nose of the emperor and maintain a basic relationship with Roswell. The twists and turns in this are not something that any general can understand."

"Like you said, Paul Zhong is a general, a very good general. But he always feels that he is not just a general. If he wants too much, we will be helpless."

"Is it because Lorraine-Ren's defense line has been broken recently?" Gastens and Martinez said a few obscure words and chose to go straight to the point. "You think he can't defend Lail, and even more so, your career, so I came to me? Don't you know what I do?"

"For the Mage Tower, there are no enemies in this world, only friends."

Miguel Martinez quoted the words from Gabriel Bennett, two great mages before Luke Brewster. At that time, when the Mage Tower was very active in countries around the world, no one could fight against the Mage Tower, and everyone who fought against the Mage Tower was dead. Gabriel made the above declaration after killing one of his opponents. At first glance, he sounded very enthusiastic, but behind it was a cold murderous intent.

"In this era, it is not a good thing to still hold on to the glory of the Mage Tower."

Gastens frowned, and the other party didn't seem to want to explain it directly. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, thinking about the information the other party had and the purpose of coming this time. Should he really cooperate?

"Gastens is communist, we know," Miguel Martinez said on his own, "but as Master Havary said in "On Capital", for the sake of 300% profit, capitalists can trade with the devil and even put noose on their heads. Now Paul Zhong is useless. If we don't choose you, the entire Ankenrien will no longer have our place to stand. They are people who grew up on this land, and we don't want to leave this country."

"Charlie Ronin."

Gastens pointed another name.

"Like I told you before, we want to change this country, and Charlie Ronin just wants to be the emperor himself."

Miguel Martinez aggravated the pronunciation of the word "change". Gastens suddenly understood something, and he sat upright and looked at Martinez in surprise.

"What do you... want to do?"

"Like you, sir," Martinez still had the formulaic expression with a polite smile. "Don't you think that the other Lord Paul should take a break?"

"Without Paul Zhong, what do you use to rest him?"

It was not until this time that Gastens understood what the mage tower capitalists wanted to do. It seems that Paul Gibson's encroachment on mage tower capital has accelerated recently, otherwise he would not have forced these people to this point.

"We don't need people," Martinez was not surprised that Gastens guessed his thoughts, "We have people ourselves. All we need is your weapon, your weapon that can change the face of war."

"Want to buy a gun?" Gastens poked the layer of paper. After so many twists and turns, his final purpose was indeed his own weapon.

“I want to invest in you and your communism.”

Martinez solemnly corrected, "If you agree, we will set up an office in Elena and transfer some people and assets to..."

"The proletarian revolution does not cooperate with capitalists."

Gastens interrupted Martinez's speech with a serious expression.

"But we have a common enemy, right?" Martinez did not show any frustration because of Gastens's statement. "I have read the article "Who is Our Enemy" you wrote in the latest issue of "Fluorite". I can tell you very responsibly that at this stage, that person-"

When talking about this, Martinez pointed to Roswell's direction with his finger, "——We are our common enemy. I believe that you, who are proficient in "On Capital", must know the relationship between the main contradiction and the secondary contradiction, right?"

Gastens was amused by the Martinez who seemed to have a wide reading profile in front of him. Martinez saw him laughing and laughed. The two laughed for a while, and Gastens relaxed himself.

"Tell me, what do you know, what do you want, and what price can you give me?"

"The improved steam cannons in the Republic of Neglu have entered mass production, and the current production capacity is unclear, but we know that more than fifty cannons are already on the way to the front line, plus forty on the front line before. Paul Zhong could not keep Lailin's."

Steam cannon? Such things are shot in a queue against dense formations. Even solid bullets are of considerable power. It is reasonable for the Mage Tower Capital System to make such a judgment.

Gastens figured out the reason and asked again.

"What do you want?"

"We want your weapon, one type of Thunder, one hundred, each gun is equipped with two hundred bullets."

“What price?”

"A pyroxene vein, top-notch, is nearby."

When Gastens heard Martinez's offer, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Not long ago, Skye Hamm's chief of staff, Manny Casdill, also used the same thing to tempt him. It seems that these people know about the lack of pyroxene on their side.

"Okay, let's talk."

Although he guessed the chips on the other side, Gastens was still very interested. If he guessed correctly, what these capitalists were going to do could greatly reduce Elena's pressure and even bring him a new turning point, which may not necessarily be the case.

The steam fan made a buzzing sound, blew the hot wind by the two of them. The winds were roaring around the room, and then gradually became silent.
Chapter completed!