The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 411: defense measures

Almost at the same time that the Sergeant answered him, Clark got messages of confirmation from the Dragon military division and his head commissioner.

As soon as he connected what he just saw, the given information, and the implication that they could cause together, he felt like a bolt of lightning just descended from the heavens and smote him.

In seconds, he stiffened like he just fell under the gaze of the Gorgon Medusa, suffering petrification in the process.

Then, his brain started working on its own, driven by his instincts.

The first scene that came to his head was that of the black shadow covering the virtual market headquarters, then the bomb dropping down, then the numerous injured in the building despite his intervention.

The next scene was after he came out of the building. The chaos in the streets, the screaming civilians as they were injured or shot to death by the advancing Mocan soldiers.

The helicopters and war jets that were in the air, and the familiar emblem in the uniform known by every child of the Spartan republic- The Mocan army emblem.

As soon as Clark connected all these, everything finally dawned on him for real- the Spartan Republic was now in a period of war!

Seeing the revered Lieutenant Colonel stiffen after hearing his answer, the already nervous Sergeant did not dare speak as he also stood as stiff as a statue, striving not to let out any sound.

Clark did not come out of his daze immediately after everything dawned on him. With a complicated expression, lots of memories surged into his brain.

He knew that the situation was urgent, but he could not help himself.

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This time, the scene that came before him was from years ago. As a Spartan citizen, despite being just a toddler then, he already knew everything about his countrys animosity with the Mocan republic.

He knew of the invasion attempts from the Mocan republic, and he also knew of the fact that the Mocan republic always had an edge due to their technological advancement.

Since he was 3 years old, he knew this, and then he was always horrified when he thought of it, picturing the Mocan republic as a Tyrant that cannot be stopped and would soon destroy his country.

The Spartan republic also spread propaganda about their victories in the invasion attempts, but these were not enough to quell his fear.

Unfortunately for him, just a few years later, he experienced it.

When he was 6 years old, that was when he got his first invasion experience from the Mocan republic.

None of his parents died to the first wave, which meant that they should have gone to the underground shelters to hide, but they could not as they were both soldiers.

This heralded his first journey alone with strangers, waiting out the invasion.

For a week, he lived with strangers in agony. Every day, he heard the exploding sound of bombs, machine gunshots, artillery machine bombardments, and these almost left traumas in him.

During that time, he saw other kids like him sobbing in fear despite placation from their parents. Though he didnt cry, he felt the same way as them.

Despite not being there, he knew that people were dying, he knew that children were losing their parents, he knew that wives were losing their husbands, and he may become one of them.

This was the first thing that birth the protective spirit in him. That was where his ambition started to become strong to stop all the carnage.

Boom!

Clarks thoughts were jolted awake.

Turning his head, he saw the Sergeant still waiting for him, and turning his head to the side again, he saw the destruction and death that was already being wrath by the Mocan soldiers.

He came to another realization, he needed to act.

Sergeant, go coordinate your soldiers. He sternly ordered.

Yes, sir. The Sergeant saluted before rushing out to meet and help his soldiers.

The city was already forming a proper defense against the invasion, but Clark knew that this was not enough yet. Turning into a corner, he connected to the government building and demanded footage of the whole city.

Through it, he saw the force brought by the Mocan republic.

Clearly, compared to the last invasion attempt that he lived through as a kid, the Mocans came with more power this time.

Commissioner Patrick, give me an overview of the response from the city.

Yes, Lieutenant Colonel. The head commissioner wiped away his sweat on the holographic projection. The Dragon military division already mobilized, and with their help, we are slowly remedying the situation.

We already ordered a state of emergency around the city, and the civilians who survived the initial wave are already being rushed to the underground shelters.

Clark pursed his lips. Estimate?

We estimate that over 5000 individuals already died to the initial wave. Sir, Im sorry for our incompetent response to the situation, the Mocan republic attacked too fast and abrupt.

Clark didnt comment on his pleas. How strong is their force?

From what we already saw on the surface, the force attacking Vatican City compromises of 30 Helicopters and 7 fighter jets.

Their other forces are still not clear yet, but their temporary replenishment base is in the nearby forest bordering the city.

Got it. Clark nodded heavily.

Now, listen to me. I want you to activate all the defense measures of the city immediately.

The head commissioner was shocked. Including

Yes, including the great Bulwark Defense Wall, and the Dome Shield.

The head commissioner was even more flustered. Sir, but the cost of activating them, were still in a state of recovery

He stopped as Clark sharply turned to look into his eyes.

Money and debt, we can recover from that, but Life, it cannot be recovered with any amount of money as soon as it's lost. Not even the big 5 can do it.

Got it?

The head commissioner kept quiet for a few seconds, then he nodded firmly. Yes, sir, got it.

Good! Without waiting for his reaction, Clark cut off the connection.

Turning around, he saw his exotic car which already arrived for some time, and his student geared to the teeth in weapons waiting at the side. As soon as he came, Albert presented his weapons to him.

Taking a deep breath, Clark got himself geared in his custom-made weapons.

Then, the war began.