From atop a tree over ten yards high, Matthew could see Alton's situation clearly and wondered if the person was a fool, ambushing him with only a small group.
Since Matthew was standing high in the tree and Alton was cautiously lying on the ground, Matthew didn't recognize him as Alton.
"Attack!"
Battle cries erupted from behind as tens of thousands of Montiria soldiers pursued and engaged in fierce combat with the Feather Army.
In Alton's small grove, one of his subordinates, watching the slaughter ahead, asked, "Boss, they're already fighting. Should we join in?"
Alton shook his head, cast a disdainful glance at his subordinate, and whispered, "I keep telling you to read more and not waste your time on theoretical nuclear bomb designs. Look how stupid you sound now! In this situation, you should let them fight it out first. Once they're both severely weakened, we can step in and reap the benefits!"
The subordinate looked at Alton with admiration, impressed that he could come up with such a complex strategy. He also thought about the article he had studied for three months and how he only needed thirty grams of uranium-235, about the size of a baseball, to start making nuclear weapons.
In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of Montiria soldiers had fallen without even needing Matthew to step in.
"They've just finished fighting the enemy. They must be exhausted now. Let's go!" Alton roared, leading his three thousand men out of the forest to kill Matthew.
The next moment, countless dark gun barrels were aimed at Alton and his three thousand subordinates.
"Boss, shouldn't we suggest that everyone put down their weapons in this situation?" The earlier subordinate had quietly approached Alton, wiping the sweat from his forehead and asking.
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