ch27: French call for help

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Z[1999/10/13/|06.10 |  hidden bunker commando]

A blonde haired man wearing a suit sat at a table looking at the screen in front of him.  Emerald green eyes looking at the screen in front of him was the battle that was happening here.

The man sighed and looked at the documents on his desk.  This is the secret banker hideout that the president of France has, and as the Grimm creatures are getting closer to the capital and the EUAF is moving all over the coast and only a few divisions are coming here to help the rest evacuate the citizens to a safer place and the operatives are busy killing Grimm who manage to infiltrate in the back because they have some kind of a much greater attraction for grimms than the average Ordinary Human.

And now the Fortress director was in England and commanding his own army.  The federation of Alaska is currently on the move, that mysterious country that was built by human experiments belonging to the Fortress Company to study human civilizations that grew up without their own culture and live in an area almost akin to outer space or a planet that has almost no resources at all.

Fragments of the Shadow Army blacklisted companies exist in Italy and other central and eastern European countries.  They are a fairly standard troop but outnumbered by some other nations armed forces, and their standard of equipment is about the same as some countries without an exoskeleton of course.

Suddenly someone knocked on the steel door. It was next to it. The man looked at the door next to it which was an automatic door, which was used for hiding and was easy to open from the inside and hard to open from the outside. The man looked at the decent one monitor installed next to the door it was showing.  Shows a man with black hair with white skin and wearing a black suit with a blue tie.

Man Takes remote and door opens.  Letting the man into his room, they settled down to each other at the front it was a bit awkward here.

The man in the blue tie: president Deanis, some generals are messing around with Girmm and General Patriot wants to request entry here to assist our operation to get rid of them, and there is a request to see the royal side provide their assistance in the form of elite hunters.  And mister president Do we have to accept it". The man asked who was sitting at the table watching what was happening and seeing the battle directly here.

Deanis looked at one of his assistants who had arrived and told him this.  Directly it's an individual request not that the entire European Union accepts it but hunters can only operate within the borders of France if accepted, and then there are patriots who want to come here and help in the fighting.

The Wondigo is probably still waiting for its main force and those far away in Antarctica won't allow it to get there in time unless they retrieve it from orbit and assist the defense directly.  His personal troops for shock troops that can destroy opposing troops quickly, Patriot is quite famous for using the Napoleonic strategy for his troops that really move fast.

Deanis : say for the royal party below it will be taken into account and whether it may be accepted or not It depends on the European council.  And now let the man in we need all general experienced with this creature right now, and his status as an 'international General' could allow him to take on every military command position in the entire world, and we're just letting him clean it up". The man allowed Patrol to come in and Still contemplating whether they should enlist the help of hunters who seemed completely unorganized as armed forces or an experienced organization to deal with something like this.

The man beside him nodded and walked out leaving the president in his office.  Deanis sighed himself knowing that the man's arrival was unstoppable and he would completely destroy this creature like he did two wars ago. Nothing could really stop the tide of his army.

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