Trevikan sighed helplessly, and Adolf looked embarrassed, but had nothing to say. There was precedent, and he really could not refute anything.
"I need to know the details of the mission. As for the secrets about the organization, you can just hide them automatically. I have no interest in knowing, and I don't want to know. I will definitely not get any benefits in the end if I stick to you, but I will cause trouble.
He is in trouble." It was a mistake to agree to Li Suman and the contemporary Holy Emperor. General Pullman did not say what was in his heart. After decades of silence in a small country, in addition to maintaining a considerable level of strength, he is very
I know that all other aspects of my life have dropped a lot. My alertness, thinking, analysis of the situation, etc., are no longer up to the level I used to command the army in combat.
"After all, I am still a person who is gradually entering old age." The sigh in his heart was not shown on his face at all. "It seems that in this war, I still have to fight for a chance for myself."
Adolf expected that Pullman would say something like this, and handed over the prepared information with a smile: "Look, this is the work, and the end is a schematic diagram of the scope of inspection and protection. It's such a big area, it's not
Soriatu went alone. Four people were on guard at the same time, plus prepared weapons and machines. However, only a few people knew the location of the laboratory base and warehouse. It would take enough time to just explore and determine the specific location. At present,
, I don’t think any enemy will find them.”
"Sending Soriatu there was originally because of the importance of the laboratory base in the organization. Because of this level of mission, sending Soriatu to a higher position smoothly is not only a simple answer, but also
There will be good reasons."
"I hope so." Pullman has never been optimistic. Li Suman itself is a variable. Coupled with the current situation of Adolf's organization, Pullman not only reminds himself to always be vigilant, but also prepares for accidents that cannot be controlled.
Be prepared to escape in time.
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Cassia doesn't know what kind of tasks protection and supervision are, but he knows what is in the warehouse. In addition to precious machines, they are precious raw materials. Concentrated dragon blood and ultimate alloy rough embryos are definitely worth the risk for many people. In view of this,
Just as Delya came over, he asked her to make complete preparations for him.
In the past, Delya had always helped Cassia with the preparation, proficiency, and requirements for these weapons and materials. I am afraid no one is more familiar with it. In the end, Cassia only added the second-generation Holy Sword and a jar of dragons.
Blood-like - the size of a thermos cup commonly used by ordinary people in winter, he drove by himself to the meeting point stated in the information.
The gathering scene of the mission not long ago is still clearly retained in my memory. The format this time is no different from the last time. Not far from the station, there is a considerable flow of people. You will never know in advance who will be traveling with you on the mission.
He will come over to help him. In short, the organization's consistent style is that all member information is generally in the hands of the person in charge, and the gathering time is also a time period, and every moment in it is possible.
From about 11 a.m. to 4 p.m., Cassia was still sitting in the limo. She was not worried that the person in charge had forgotten her or could not find her. She did not have this ability, so it was very difficult.
It shouldn't be.
Adolf kept saying in the contact that this was a fake mission, simple and without any difficulties. Of course Cassia would not just believe it. But some of the words came into his head. He himself also expected two to four of the mission.
During the month, I can find a rare leisure time for myself to be in a daze, and also to think about the tedious information in my head.
Perhaps it has been in this state since driving to the meeting point. It is not that I am not thinking, but part of my attention is separated and used to observe the surroundings. The pedestrians on the streets around the station are the objects of observation. Cassia does not know why.
I get something like peace from them every time.
Maybe this is himself on another line. However, Cassia has been thinking that when the war breaks out, or in other words, in this world, the number and base of ordinary people are hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times that of surgeons. What will happen to them?
Compared with the surgeon, who played a greater role at that time?
This is a problem, and it’s something Cassia can’t figure out.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the approach of a man made Cassia return to the limousine from her thoughts. It was not until the car window was knocked that Cassia looked over symbolically. A piece of paper with a code name was pressed by his hand and pasted.
on the windowpane.
"No. 4." Two simple words, with a string of twelve digits below. Cassia nodded, took out the prepared paper from his pocket, and unfolded it to show it to the man outside the window.
After confirming the password, under the guidance of the man, Cassia drove forward slowly for a distance, keeping up with the three limousines in front of her, and drove until three in the morning when she stopped. On the way, she made a lot of turns between several cities.
One lap was enough to throw away everything behind him. The sound wave pulse informed Cassia of this, and no suspicious person followed.
It's just that the location of the destination worries Cassia. He remembers this area very clearly. It was the place where the king's faction captured it from the rebel forces during the internal war in the Kingdom of Chil. Not long after taking control of this area, they faced
The two sides have stopped fighting. Now it seems that many wars in small countries should be the product of mutual games controlled by big forces.
The four limousines finally parked in an ordinary-looking small town. In the early hours of the morning, there were no other lights except for some shop signs. Entering here, the sounds of the limousines seemed to be absorbed and turned into nothing.
Very low.
Went to a rather large building, a tool store that is common in small towns. It sells all kinds of daily necessities and has a little bit of everything. Behind the store is attached to a common residence, a two-story small shop.
There is a parking shed next to the building, as well as a large garden. A piece of evergreen grass in winter looks like it has just been mowed.
In the sound wave pulse, shortly after the four limousines entered the town, a slant lifting platform dropped from the parking shed of the residence, leading to the basement below. The basement was very deep, at least twenty or thirty meters above the ground.
There are several layers of concrete and sound-absorbing materials in the middle. As long as the entrance and exit are not breached in terms of defense, perhaps only the warheads in the truck not long ago can directly destroy it.
She knew it would be some kind of covert form, but Cassia didn't expect it to be like this. In the basement, there was another person waiting there, holding hot coffee in his hand, with an expression of joy: "Welcome you four.
Come here and take over our work. The other three have left first. Tonight, and all day tomorrow, I will be here to introduce you to the specific work here and related situations."
The man said with a relaxed tone: "You can call me No. 5. In short, according to the rules of the organization, everyone is called by a code name, and the specific names, etc. are all confidential information. I wish you all a happy mission in advance and will accept it.
When it comes to this task, your superiors should have told you a lot of relevant information, but the task is a task after all, and although it is simple, please take it seriously."