Chapter 46 Chapter Forty-Five

All the gas lamps in the Akarat command center went out.Anderson was taken aback by the sudden darkness, and his body froze.For a period of time, the fighting in various parts of the city seemed very scattered and disorganized. Only this matter remained consistent throughout the city.The biogas lamps in the City of Angels are being extinguished, and the green light on the avenue is gradually dimming.Some of the areas where the fighting hadn't stopped still glowed with yellow and orange fires, where weatherproof logs were burning, but all the green glow in the city was gone.A black blanket covered the city, as inescapable as the ocean beyond the sea wall.

"What happened?" Anderson asked. The only light in the room is the dim light of a computer monitor.Akarat came in from the balcony.The people in the command center are still busy.The emergency hand-cranked LED lights started to light up, illuminating the room and Akarat's smiling face. "We've taken over the methane plant," he said. "This country is ours." "are you sure?" "The airship landing pad and docks are occupied, and the white shirts are ready to surrender. We have a message from their commander. They will lay down their arms and surrender unconditionally, and they are transmitting this message on their encrypted radios. Some may continue to fight, but this city is ours."

Anderson rubbed his broken ribs, "Does this mean we can leave?" Akara nodded, "Of course, wait a moment, I will assign some soldiers to escort you back to your residence. I am afraid it will take a while for the streets to completely calm down." He smiled slightly, "I believe that our country's new policy It will please you very much.” A few hours later, they were escorted into an elevator. They made their way to the ground floor of the building, where Akarat's personal limousine was waiting.At this moment, the sky outside is just beginning to brighten. Before getting into the car, Carlisle stopped and looked down the avenue at the yellow dawn light, which was becoming clearer. "I didn't expect to see it."

"I thought we were dead too." "But you always seemed calm." Anderson shrugged cautiously, "Things in Finland are worse than here." When he got into the car, he suddenly coughed violently. The cough lasted for half a minute, and it was terribly uncomfortable.He wiped the blood from his lips as Carlisle watched in surprise. "Are you okay?" Carlisle asked. Anderson nodded, and carefully closed the car door, "I'm afraid I suffered internal injuries. Akarat beat me hard with the butt of the gun." Carlisle looked at him carefully, "Are you sure you didn't catch some disease?"

"Are you kidding?" Anderson laughed, and his ribs ached. "I'm from the Agro-based company, and I've been vaccinated. Those diseases that haven't spread on a large scale can't infect me." The limousine, powered by a coal-diesel hybrid, sped up, and a horde of kink-sprung motorcycles spread out around the perimeter to keep watch.Anderson shifted to a more comfortable position on the seat, looking at the rapidly receding city scenery through the glass window. Carlisle mused, tapping his fingers on the leather armrest, "I will definitely buy one of these cars in the future. When the trade gets underway, I'll have more money than I can spend."

Anderson nodded absently, "We need to send food to this place immediately to alleviate the famine. I plan to order your cargo airship as an emergency transportation method. We will bring Udex rice from India and give Akarat some supplies. Bragging rights. These are the benefits of an open market. Let those leaflets do the talking for us and seal things up." "Can't you just enjoy the moment?" Carlisle laughed. "There aren't many people who can live with black hoods on, Anderson. The first thing we should do now is get some good whiskey, To go out on the roof and watch the goddamn sun come up on this country we just bought. That's the best thing we can do, and we can put off the rest until tomorrow."

The car turned a corner and got onto the Praslin Road, when the guard's motorcycle rushed forward, speeding through the rapidly brightening city.They skirted the ruins of an expansion-era building that had been destroyed by nightly fighting.Some people are rummaging through the ruins, they don't have any weapons. "It's over," Anderson murmured. "It's finally over." He was exhausted.The bodies of two white shirts lay on the side of the road, mutilated like worn-out rag dolls.A vulture is standing next to the corpse, moving closer.Anderson touched his ribs carefully, thankful that he was still alive.

"Do you know where I can get that whiskey you're talking about?"