Chapter 1437 Trade Cooperation and Small Town Villains (2)
",,,,,,," Adolf couldn't answer. So the two parties were in a tacit silence. For half a minute, they didn't say a word to each other, and they didn't even breathe.
In the end, it was Adolf who couldn't calm down his heart first. He sighed heavily, as if he was embarrassed, but he was also afraid that General Pullman would suddenly cut off the contact. His mood was extremely complicated at the moment, "I just received an urgent contact from Soriato, saying,
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What could have been said in about ten seconds, was forced to be spoken by Adolf for two minutes. During this period, Adolf's mind was racing rapidly, and a lot of things were added in order to weaken the dangerous impact of the main message. But
After all, General Pullman actually participated in the war as a commander in the last war, and his grasp of intelligence and information was not comparable to that of Adolf.
However, he has a good temper. General Pullman has recently been afraid of receiving contact from Adolf, but he does not dare to close it. Every time he thinks of Soriato, the other people he thinks of also complicate his mood. It is very complicated.
He wanted to curse, but was stopped by General Pullman himself, "Let me think about it, you'd better track the situation in Soriato in real time. There's no point in rushing now. The distance is too far. It will definitely be too late for you and me to rush there.
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"I will also contact the organization here to see if I can find someone relatively close. Soriatu also said that I am just afraid that the other party will keep tracking me." Adolf said, "I just didn't expect a simple mission.
, to encounter so many troubles." It was very helpless. According to Cassia's words, Adolf could only think that he was unlucky and encountered many unexpected situations.
At the same time, Cassia walked out of the forest and ran again for more than two hours. Although the surroundings were still wasteland, he deliberately did so and could hide his traces with the grass. He passed two small towns on the way, but there was no trace of it when observing outside.
Seeing that there was a proper hospital, I could only follow the map I wrote down before the mission and continue across this uninhabited wilderness to the nearest city in the small border country here.
Three hours later, Cassia had used some extraordinary means to obtain fitting clothes and an ordinary limo. Soon, he successfully entered the nearest hospital, went through many processes, and moved Isha into the hospital.
On the operating table, he himself became one of the attending physicians and began more than two hours of wound treatment work.
By the time this incomplete operation was over, the sky had darkened outside and dim yellow lights were on outside the windows. Cassia took off her rubber gloves and sighed at Isa, who was still unconscious on the operating table, while looking for a cloth.
The bag contained all the shrapnel, and he looked at the doctors and nurses standing in a row beside the wall of the operating room, as well as the sturdy security guard who had fainted by the door and still hasn't woken up.
"Has there been any surgery here in the past two hours?" Cassia checked the hole in Isha's abdomen. With the help of red mercury, about a quarter of it had healed. He re-contained Isha.
Put on a layer of hospital clothes, then cover with a thin quilt, and open the roller lock of the trolley bed.
"No, no!" Several doctors and nurses shook their heads together, "We are cleaning the operating room." The attending doctor did not forget to add afterward.
"Have you seen anyone come here?" Cassia motioned to them to move the unconscious security guard at the door so that he could go out more easily.
"No, no, we have been cleaning the house and we haven't seen anyone come in here."
Cassia nodded, said, put on a mask, covering half of his face, then retrieved the pistol placed next to the operating table, put it back around his waist, "I'm sorry to bother you." As he said that, he pushed the cart forward and held the operation open.
When I was about to leave the operating room, I didn't forget to look at the doctors and nurses and said, "Thank you for today."
"No, no, this is,,,"
The following words were lost in the noise of the closing door of the operating room. Cassia relied on the sound wave pulse to guide her to the parking lot. She got into the limo she had snatched in secret at night and left the hospital. She went directly to the road out of the city.
On the way, less than half an hour later, the limousine rushed into a river with a creaking sound, and was completely submerged in the surging mud. At that time, Cassia was already thousands of meters away, surrounded by
Then Isa continued to head to several major cities in this small border country.
Isha's condition has improved a lot. Simple treatment of shrapnel and some wounds has removed a small part of the burden on her body. Although Isha cannot absorb the energy contained in solid red mercury, as long as she is a surgeon, it will be different.
Degree of adaptability. At least the withering phenomenon was completely invisible after the red mercury was embedded. The injury could not be said to improve immediately, but at least it maintained a relative balance.
But the weight is still losing a little bit, which is the intuitive feeling of Cassia's hands. The consumption of one's own energy materials is still the most important source, but now that he has left the border forest, his actions will be much freer in the future.
In the early morning, the communicator rang, and it was Adolf. Every two hours, he would contact Cassia to ask about the current situation. It was also because of Adolf that Cassia lost the communicator in Isa, and he was only a one-way communicator.
Under the circumstances, I contacted Larsa’s organizational personnel.
In the border forest, the teams that Isa ordered to evacuate, as well as the remaining two lieutenants, failed to leave safely as Isa hoped. In the process, they encountered patrollers and enemies who had long been scattered in the large area.
The small team lost most of its members. In the end, only less than thirty people and one injured adjutant escaped.
Fortunately, there are emergency personnel in Larsa. Through communication with the regional liaison officer, a smaller organizational operation base in a city in a small border country can be used by Cassia. There are less than ten people guarding it, but at least there are personnel.
The connection, treatment and identity will be extremely simple.
In addition, Adolf sent good news around nine o'clock in the evening, telling Cassia not to worry about his own death, as professionals would be responsible for handling it. He only asked him to transfer the injured people to the organization here, and immediately follow the settings.
A good route, return to Larsa as quickly as possible. And he and Teli Weikang will pick him up on the way.
Such treatment makes Cassia often think about how valuable he is in the plan in the eyes of the forces behind the two or the big shots. Inadvertently, has his identity been exposed?
Are the two parties acting on each other?
It was a question with no answer, but Cassia had to remind herself that how to escape was the first priority.