The Conspiracy of the Elites - Chapter 423

As soon as the hour elapsed, all the 3rd rank and 4th rank high-grade soldiers of the Spartan republic that were called gathered together in a room.

Almost all of them were either external soldiers of the republic or those who were assigned as leaders of various territories. Every internal soldier of the Spartan army was already embroiled in the ongoing battle.

Not all the external soldiers of the republic were here, some were too far away to arrive immediately but they were surely on their way.

In a country-wide war like this, the Spartan republic did not leave any stone unturned that could turn the tides in their favor.

All of the soldiers gathered already completed their preparations. Not only were they armed to the teeth physically, but their psychological state was also already finetuned to welcome the atmosphere of war that would embrace them soon.

A solemn atmosphere was among them as they entered the room.

Following them in, Clark felt his blood burning hotter. These were the Guardians of the Spartan republic, these were the Guardians that were ready to give their life just to make others’ lives better.

Now, he was part of this group of guardians.

With a solemn feeling of determination blooming in his heart, he took a step inside the room. As soon as he entered, the first thing that attracted his attention was the soldier standing at the front of the room.

Commander Arthur!

The Commander’s already sharp gaze was abnormally sharp this time. A silent atmosphere of solemnity also dominated his face. As soon as everyone entered, he opened his mouth to address them.

“Warriors of the Spartan Republic, this is the time to show our allegiance to our home country, and to show our strength to the opponents in the process”.

He raised his hand which he already clenched into a fist, his tone increasing a few decibels. “Today, let’s show the Mocans what we are made of”.

“This is our army’s current situation…”

“This is the plan…”

“You’ll all be split into groups, and each group leader will be a General. Form your group and pick your groups now”.

“Yes, Commander”.

“Good, I’ll meet you all outside”.

Without saying another word, the Commander nodded at them, turned, and swiftly walked out of the room in a heavy mood.

As soon as he left, none of the other soldiers were idle. Without hesitation, they stood up and started forming different cliques to join the group formed by a General that they were familiar with.

Of course, Clark, Captain Daniel, and two other 3rd rank high-grade soldiers from Southern Sparta came under the group formed by their leader, General Vincent.

With a stern face, the General addressed the soldiers in his group again, emphasizing some specific points to them before he led them out of the room.

In less than 2 minutes, all the groups were formed. The soldiers were able to form 7 different groups, with each averaging 4 soldiers.

As soon as this was done, as one, they all started moving in the direction of a secret passageway that was connected to the underground base.

After about a minute, they met up with the Commander again. Following his leadership, they climbed a spiraling staircase upwards till they arrived before what seemed like a huge space shuttle.

This huge shuttle was placed in a hall, and other shuttles of the same type lined the hall on other parts. The front walls of the hall seemed like a projection screen, but it was a one-way transparent glass wall.

Through this wall, the real ongoing battle presented itself before the soldiers. Subconsciously, their expressions became even more solemn immediately.

Though the loud sounds of the ongoing battle were blocked, they could still feel the intensity of the battle, making their blood burn hotter.

From their position, they could not see the top that was already blanketed by explosive fire and shockwaves which was the battlefield of the warships but they could see the ground battle.

At one glance, it was clear that the Spartan soldiers were at a disadvantage.

It was not obvious if an ordinary person looked at it, but as soldiers, they were able to see much deeper.

The metallic world now formed in the capital region of the republic was now a fierce battlefield. Tens of thousands of soldiers clashed aggressively like a pride of Lions encountering another pride.

The elite soldiers of both countries clashed without caring for their lives. Each shot and strike from them were vicious, aiming for the head only.

Each minute, despite the exotic armor protecting them, soldiers died from both sides like dead leaves falling in autumn.

Putting the soldiers aside, the war weapons and machines alone from both sides were enough to invade and annex a low-grade country in a day.

Though the warships were the main highlights representing this war, the other weapons of war were equally formidable.

Gigantic machines of war that towered to the skies patrolled the metallic battlefield, huge artillery vehicles, and even war drones ruled the skies, raining their loads down at the earth without any remorse.

The raging fire and enormous shockwaves induced by such a large convergence of soldiers and war machines distorted the surroundings, preventing them from observing everything but they got what they wanted.

At this moment, despite their equally aggressive manner in the battle, the Spartan army was fighting a purely defensive battle against their enemies.

Suddenly, the General pointed at the wall, zooming the sight before them to enable them to see the full layout of the battlefield.

At this moment, the battlefield already extended to about 5 kilometers. The Spartan soldiers were represented by green in the zoomed layout, while the Mocan soldiers were represented by red.

The Mocan soldiers were not exactly more than the Spartan soldiers, but their huge advantage in quality and quantity of war machines and weapons made the red dwarf the green in the zoomed layout.

The Spartan soldiers formed a square defense battle formation. There were the North, East, West, and South nodes in the formation, and each of these nodes was under the leadership of Spartan Generals.

For the Mocan soldiers, they formed a 4 directional lancer battle formation. Each lancer battle formation faced either of the 4 Spartan defense nodes and with the help of their war machines, they were already penetrating deep.

Seeing this, Clark and the other soldiers frowned as a heavy expression came over their faces. It could be said that since the history of this feud between both countries, this was one of the biggest invasion attempts from either side.

Having already explained the plan to them, Commander Arthur did not say more. “Let’s meet on the battlefield”.

As soon as he said that, Clark turned and with his group mates, they left with their leader. They located another shuttle, then they settled down on the chairs arranged in the mechanical vessels.

In less than a minute, all 7 groups located their shuttles. Commander Arthur also entered one of the shuttles with a group led by him.

After confirming the status of the others, he took a deep breath before ordering through his implant.

“Launch!”

The shuttles vibrated before they were propelled out of the hall.

Boom!

[Sorry for the late release.]