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Chapter 211 Helmut Zemo (Seeking monthly votes)

early morning.

The snowstorm in Novigor never stopped, and the residents of Sokovia were terrified and barely slept all night.

After all, the commotion last night was quite significant.

A large, never-before-seen elite force entered the city and decisively cleared out any hidden Hydra and gangs within, arresting corrupt government officials, and so on.

These commotions could not possibly escape the notice of the people in the city.

People didn't know what had happened and thought the rebels had stormed the city.

Some people were overjoyed, while others were filled with worry.

History has taught them that history is a cycle, and the resistance that once thought it would overthrow the corrupt system and bring peace to the country turned out to be just that—nothing special.

As the saying goes, the dragon slayer becomes the dragon.

The reason the Sokovians delayed the war was that they had long since lost faith in the rebels.

They oppose war in any form.

Regardless of the purpose.

Fortunately, the gunfire and noise did not last long. In less than two hours, everything had completely calmed down, and the elite troops did not disturb the residents.

People were then somewhat relieved.

The next morning, people cautiously observed the situation and, finding nothing amiss outside, mustered the courage to venture out and go to work.

On one of the streets, a figure wearing a thick coat, carrying a briefcase, braved the heavy snow to reach a detached apartment building, hurriedly opened the door, and went inside.

At this moment, his father Heinrich, mother Hilda, wife Heck, and young son Leo were all sitting on the sofa in the room.

Upon his arrival, everyone stood up, their expressions filled with worry.

"Helmut, what's happening outside?" Although his father Heinrich was old, he was still strong and had an extraordinary presence.

He faced the questioning gazes of his father and family.

The slightly younger man, named Helmut, patted his clothes, glanced at the heavy snow falling outside the window, and said in a low voice, "The government is gone. Last night, an army led by someone wiped out the government forces throughout Sokovia."

"All the officials were detained and had their backgrounds checked, including me, but I didn't have any problems, so I was able to be released."

Upon hearing his words, the father, mother, and wife exchanged glances with varying expressions.

Three-year-old Ryan, who didn't understand anything, was held in his mother's arms, looking drowsy.

"Who did it?"

Heinrich frowned and asked in a deep voice.

At this point, Heinrich's wife, Hilda, interjected with a guess: "Are they rebels?"

"It can't be them. The rebels don't operate like that, and even if they have someone backing them, they couldn't possibly have this kind of efficiency, taking over the entire Sokovia overnight." Heinrich, who was of noble birth and had once served as an official, shook his head in denial.

That's incredibly fast; the efficiency of this operation is astonishing.

The fighting lasted between one and two hours, and the gunfire completely ceased in the city.

There wasn't even an internal blockade.

What does this mean?

This means that the group has completely cleared away all obstacles and has absolute control over the city.

"That's right, the resistance is gone too. Those people have been detained and are undergoing background checks. Not only that, all the gangs in the city were wiped out last night."

Helmut nodded, a look of surprise in his eyes.

But the surprise wasn't in those things, but rather...

He looked at his father and whispered, "Father, do you remember the incident in Manhattan, America?"

Heinrich, who was initially surprised by what his son had just said, suddenly looked at his son.

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

His expression was one of disbelief.

"you..."

"Yes, it was them. I saw the armor they were wearing, and the group of female warriors. I saw with my own eyes that some of my troops tried to resist, but those people displayed the same incredible strength and speed as before."

Seeing that his father had already guessed, Helmut confirmed it.

"How could it be them? Why did they choose Sokovia?" Heinrich was truly bewildered.

He couldn't fathom why these people would have any connection with Sokovia.

It wasn't that Heinrich was being self-deprecating; he knew very well what kind of place Sokovia was—to put it bluntly, it was a place that nobody cared about.

From any perspective, this place has absolutely no value.

What was the purpose of those people suddenly seizing Sokovia?

Heinrich did not presume that the other party would show great mercy and rescue the Sokovians, or drive away the war.

In his view, those people should be hiding somewhere, quietly protecting the Earth and not interfering with human affairs, just as the internet says.

Heinrich couldn't figure it out, but Helmut had a vague idea.

But he was very unsure.

However, just as he was discussing this matter with his family, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The discussion abruptly stopped.

Helmut suddenly looked toward the door. He alertly gestured to his father, Heinrich, who silently nodded and led his wife, daughter-in-law, and grandson into a corner, where he pulled out a gun.

Helmut, holding his briefcase, unzipped it and went to the door.

"Who?"

"Helmut Zemo? The Chapter Master requests your presence."

Battle Commander?

Helmut narrowed his eyes, opened the door, and stood a fully armed soldier outside, with a Humvee parked on the side of the street behind him.

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Helmut glanced at the soldier and could tell he was European.

He silently made a mental assessment, knowing he couldn't refuse: "Could I explain this to my family first?"

"Can."

So Helmut didn't close the door and went back to the living room.

"I have to go there; it shouldn't be a bad thing."

Helmut briefly explained the situation to his father, mother, and wife.

He knew his father's capabilities; generally, barring unforeseen circumstances, his father was capable enough to protect the family.

"Go ahead." Heinrich patted Helmut on the shoulder.

Under the slightly worried gazes of his family, Helmut left home with the soldiers and got into a Humvee, which drove all the way to the Novigler City Hall.

The government building is located at the end of the square, facing south with a wide view, and has a large staircase and flagpole in front, typical of the layout of Eastern European regimes.

He was in a familiar place, but no one was there anymore.

The Novigator City Hall is now under control, and soldiers can be seen coming and going.

He only needed to observe quietly to discover that this unit had very strict discipline and efficiency.

Helmut met the battle commander the soldier had mentioned.

At first glance, he's really tall and strong.

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