Counterfeit Hero

Such a person with an enviable status and a happy family suddenly gave up everything and created a flawed combat plan, allowing a large portion of rebellious nobles and dissidents who could have been captured to escape. Then, separated from his wife and children, he walked into prison carrying a six-hundred-year sentence, starting to contribute his youth, life, freedom, and enthusiasm to his incomprehensible ideal.

Fatty completely couldn’t understand all this! Elliot wasn’t from a lower class nationality, hadn’t suffered too cruelly, at most he was just a dissident. Compared to his originally happy life, his current situation was like falling from heaven into hell. If it were Fatty, with a beautiful wife and a lovely child, he wouldn’t even risk crossing a street, let alone giving up everything to serve a six-hundred-year sentence!

What force drives countless people like Elliot to make such choices? Is it the spirit of adventure, heroism, social responsibility, or an excess of righteousness? Fatty didn’t know. He kept thinking repeatedly. To the ethnic group, Elliot didn’t fight for the Kak Clan; to the family, he wasn’t a responsible husband and father. If successful, Elliot would become a hero; if failed, he would just be a criminal! And an irresponsible criminal at that.

Was he extremely selfish or extremely selfless to abandon his family for his ideal? Was it worth it? Tian Xingjian couldn’t conclude. Understanding and admiration require different conditions. Fatty couldn’t understand it, but he couldn’t help but admire such a man bravely walking into here for an ideal.

"Let me tell you about the situation in the prison." Elliot pulled out a form from the drawer and handed it to Tian Xingjian saying, "It’s a very sensitive time now. Abnosk Prison has strengthened its security. Less than half a month before you came, a Mecha Guard Company was added to patrol the perimeter."

Fatty took the form while picking up a pen to fill in his details, smiling, "The guards will increase even more over time. The more people there are, the better. This way, our people will have a chance to infiltrate. He quickly filled in the details, then asked, "Are the contact operations inside the prison and the tools and parts ready?"

Elliot nodded, "Everything is ready. We have over thirty warriors here, all prepared. We’ve also got the tools and parts you requested, but we can only take them out for less than a week. Every weekend the prison conducts a check, and any shortage in tools or parts immediately causes problems."

Tian Xingjian didn’t even lift his head, saying, "We won’t need that much time. As long as they’re available when needed, we’ll put them back after using them. Checking once a week won’t cause any issues. By the way, how are those nobles?"

Elliot smiled slightly, "Because of my initial plan, the nobles and political prisoners still somewhat trust me. After all, they have some connections. I am able to work here thanks to their arrangements. However, people generally don’t have much faith that we can successfully lead them out."

Fatty paused his pen, astonished, "You told them we are planning to escape?"

Elliot shook his head, "Only Prince Sidney and three others know about the plan. These individuals have been screened and belong to the category that James wouldn’t accept even if they wanted to surrender for merit. The majority of people don’t know about our plan."

Fatty nodded, "The plan is already in place; it doesn’t matter much what they think. At that time, whether they want to escape or not, they will have to run. We don’t need to work on them. I just need the people we have infiltrated here. This plan can’t be completed by me alone, even if I exhaust myself. Additionally, we need to use those nobles’ influence to ensure no unexpected issues arise." He paused, stood up, and looked outside through the blinds, continuing, "I noticed none of those criminals in the prison are obedient. Used correctly, they could be our support. Used incorrectly, they could ruin our plan!"