"The organization's area liaison chief has explained the situation to me. You are not suitable for entering or leaving busy places in a short period of time." Nomossa motioned for several people to sit down and nodded to show that he knew the general situation. "Everyone here is
People within the organization don’t have so many worries about what they say. Originally, this was the news I wanted to tell you.”
"This internal war over the Kingdom of Chir must be won, because there are things the organization needs in the area controlled by the rebel forces. The time limit given above is three months, and I hope everyone can give me more help." Nomosa read.
To Charlotte, "Mr. Charlotte, you are originally a senior officer of the Kingdom of Poland, in charge of tens of thousands of troops. After the war begins, I hope you can help me as much as possible."
"That's right. The organization asked me to come to you for this reason." Charlotte waved his hand and politely explained that this was within his responsibilities and what he should have done as a member of the organization.
The simple discussion and exchange of information ended in half an hour. Charlotte and another man of roughly the same age returned to the residence prepared in Nomosa, a two-story building common in this small country, in the city.
The center edge looks very quiet, which is exactly what Charlotte wants.
"I thought you would be the commander-in-chief of an army. It seems that the organization does not want you to be noticed and seen by too many people." Another man said, without any emotion in his words, every sentence was
Mechanical declarative sentences.
"We are outsiders, and this is the Kingdom of Chil. Even within the organization, because everyone has different positions, there will still be some differences of opinion between each other, which is normal. The management of weapons and ammunition is considered logistics. It is also very important.
If you can hand over the work to me, it can be regarded as representing the attitude of the organization." Charlotte placed his luggage at the round table in the living room, sat down and stretched his body. He touched his face, his movements were very gentle, "Nothing.
I can adapt, but only this face. Although I can’t see it, I can feel it. It’s not a real thing.”
"Just get used to it." Another person said, "I don't know what will happen in the future, those two password cards, and the news about Saul."
"There will be no more news. The fact that the organization's investigators didn't say anything shows the situation." Charlotte looked sad, as if familiar things were leaving him one by one, and in the end nothing was left around him.
As far as he knew, most of the people who entered the organization together had died at various times.
Another man didn't mean to comfort him at all: "Then will you go find that 'Red Glow'?"
"No." Charlotte replied decisively, "We haven't seen each other for decades. I have forgotten many things and it is useless to look for them. Besides, this is good. At least this small building is quiet."
,,,,,,
"Boom!" The wall made of two layers of bricks cracked without any warning, and a bleeding head passed through the other side of the wall, connected to half of the body, and got stuck in the wall. There was no trace of anything on its face.
His expression showed that his neck had been broken due to a huge impact, and his head was now hanging weakly, almost hanging from the body.
Blood was still dripping down the man's head, and the skin on the side of his head had cracked, reflecting cold light under the light. The place where the skull should have been was now replaced by a layer of metal. On top of the metal, a fist was sunken.
The imprint clearly shows the width of four fingers.
"It doesn't seem to be as special as imagined." In the room, Cassia dragged the body stuck in the wall and threw it in the corner. She looked at his head and then at her red hands and said, "Even if it is a mechanical
For modification, you should always use materials that are much harder than your bones, at least materials that can withstand a few rounds of platinum bullets. Just using a layer of treated ordinary hard metal is a bit too wasteful of the skills of doctors and mechanics.
."
In terms of the nature of the evaluation, Cassia roughly guessed the material of the metal on the man's head based on the feeling of the punch just now. Of course, there was also an auxiliary effect after the sound penetrated. He originally thought that these people would order even if they didn't have a lot of money.
Adapt your own high-end alloy parts to transform and enhance your strength. After all, high-end alloys still have great value and are also very expensive. However, the price of some alloy materials that are biased towards the mid-level positioning is nearly ten percent lower than that of the high-end category.
Times, this kind of price should be acceptable to them. Just being the first priority target at night made him feel that all the things he thought about last night seemed to be in vain.
Lifting the two people lying next to the table in the room, Cassia put them on the chair. One of them was dislocated because his hands and feet were pulled by the huge force, and he was still moaning in pain. Cassia picked up the cup on the table, filled it with warm water, and drank
He drank half of the cup and threw the remaining half on the face of another person who was about to lose consciousness.
The pain on his face suddenly deepened. The man relaxed for a minute or two before opening his eyes and regaining the ability to think.
",,,,,,," the man was speechless, more likely because he didn't know what to say. He looked around and saw that the stronghold was an apartment-like building with many rooms inside, and it was quite well built.
Beautiful. But now everything has turned into ruins. The not-so-thick walls are full of cracks and holes smashed by our own people. People are lying everywhere, most of them dead, and the rest are dying. No
If you receive timely treatment.
"Where is your captain, Ezekiel? There is no action tonight, he should be here."
"Captain,,,if the captain were here,,,you would have been chopped into pieces and fed to our hounds." After waiting for more than ten seconds, the man looked Cassia up and down, and then answered, fiercely
smile.
"Hounds? You mean the six cute puppies around the residence?" Cassia seemed to have missed the point. "They don't seem to be very fierce. They ran away before they saw me, and they haven't come back yet."
"What about your captain? Tell me and I will consider letting you go. After all, you are not my target."
The man pursed his lips tightly. Cassia stared at him for more than ten seconds, then stretched out her hand to break his neck, and turned to look at another man with cold sweat on his forehead.
"I will consider letting you go. It's just a simple dislocation. Pull it back and rest, and you can move normally."
"It's a meeting! It's a meeting!" The man's words were unclear. He moved his shoulders and moved the other man's head away. "The employer convened the meeting. When the captain left, he said that a new order had been issued. The employer said
I want to do something bigger."
"Everyone who's hired is together?"
"Probably, I don't know very well." The man nodded fiercely.
"Do you know where the meeting is?" Cassia said as she took out a simple map and unfolded it in front of the man. She froze for a moment and then glanced outside the room. "It seems I missed it. If you mention knowing this information, be simple.
Too many." After saying that, he put away the map, Cassia stood up, broke the man's neck, turned off the lights in the whole house, and disappeared into the darkness.