The old butler put his hands on the table and intertwined their fingers. He quietly stared at the blood vessels that swelled with age. Next to him was a pile of neat documents with bright red seals on them.
, not yet processed, a thick stack.
Then he spread his hand, his fingertips still bulging, and he began to tap the table rhythmically, making a "dong-dong" sound. His eyes returned to the front, looking at the big bronze clock on the wall in front of him, until the second hand clicked.
One by one, he approached the "twelve" scale on the dial, and then watched the second hand and minute hand overlap. At this time, the time had completely reached four o'clock in the afternoon, and the tapping sound of the fingers also stopped. p>
The old housekeeper reached out and picked up the listening receiver. After adjusting the frequency to a unique frequency, he pressed the button to apply for communication and waited quietly in the silent room for the connection.
During the long process, every time that passed, the old butler's face became more gloomy, and finally there was no luster on it, as if it was hidden in a black shadow. He wanted to hang up the application, but his body had already condensed.
I can’t move anymore, it’s because I’m old.
"Hello, old housekeeper." A normal voice sounded over there, almost like a machine reciting it, and a faint echo could be heard, as if it was in a huge empty room.
"Yes, sir,,,," the old butler responded quickly. He had something to say, but was interrupted on the way.
"Good news? Is the matter with the goods over?" A light questioning tone.
"We have set off on time, but it seems that there was a little problem in the middle." The old housekeeper's mind was running rapidly, thinking of everything to avoid irritating the other party, but to be able to calmly accept the words in the words.
"I don't want to hear about the process. What was the result? Did we set off smoothly, or was it something else? I don't have any extra time here."
"The re-train departed smoothly, but the time was a little ahead of schedule." The old housekeeper said in a calm tone, "It's just that Norenter's side couldn't be contacted, and the re-train also couldn't be contacted, maybe it was because of the weather.
The heavy snowstorm here hasn’t completely stopped yet.”
"Do you think it's possible? Old housekeeper." There was a mocking laughter from the other side, and then it quickly turned into anger, "Everything will be according to my orders! If you don't obey the orders, you must know the consequences!
I will be back in two days, and I hope that the good news that will reach my ears at that time will be perfect."
"Yes,,,,"
"Also, tell Norentel that he doesn't have to come back." The communication was hung up here, and a murmur of noise poured out of the receiver.
The old housekeeper was still frozen in place. The words "He may not come back" were also stuck in his throat, and he never had a chance to say them out.
After thinking for a while, the old housekeeper contacted another person.
"Old housekeeper, I haven't seen you for a long time. Didn't you follow the commander to Visaya Fortress?" It was a man's voice that was quite majestic. It should be at the edge of the shooting range. The violent gunshots could be heard, "What's the matter?" "Someone has to handle the things here, we can't leave." The housekeeper smiled and hesitated for a moment, "Norenter is dead, I need some manpower."
"Old housekeeper, I'm still busy with something here. I'll come over to talk to you later. The gunshots are too loud to hear clearly." The sound over there really got quieter and quieter, and the gunshots took over the scene in an instant.
All communication spaces.
"About a year ago, I remember that a batch of supplies arrived at the volcano base, with nearly fifty carriages. Later, there was an accident on the way. It was said that more than ten carriages encountered heavy water on the way and were all scrapped. The documents were complete.
,The military department has no control over it, and the Volcano Base does not seem to have kept detailed storage records,,,,"
"Old housekeeper," the voice came back with a smile, "we are training here. They are all powerful soldiers. There is no place for them to use their strength. The shooting range is too boring for them. I don't know about you.
Is there any good place over there where we can train them?"
"Of course. Thank you in advance. This is a small matter, and we should help each other." The old housekeeper exchanged a few words with each other again, and then hung up the communication with a gloomy face.
"Huh..." He always felt that there was something in his chest that he couldn't spit out, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the table again. He took a document and opened it, but not a single word on it came into his eyes.
He stood up, picked up the cup on the side, and drank the water in it in one gulp. When he put the cup down, he was already standing in front of the file cabinet next to the table. There was a dark box in the cabinet, which was very small.
The kind of concealment that cannot be seen if you break it open.
There was another pocket communicator inside, covered in anti-static plastic and neatly wrapped. It looked like it had never been used since leaving the factory. The old butler opened it and pressed the button. Soon after, someone on the other side connected.
, but no one spoke, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.
"In the coastal area, don't we have a residence there? Soon, there will be a long holiday here at the military headquarters. I am going to go there. You can go and stay here first. It will only take a few days. It's better to hurry up. I'll fly
The speed of the empty boat passing by is much faster than yours. Don’t wait for me to arrive. You haven’t passed by yet.”
There was no talking there, and then the old butler hung up. He picked up the big briefcase on the desk and put the pocket machine inside. At this time, there was a knock on the door. He put the briefcase under his arm and walked over.
The door was opened. A woman in military uniform stood there and saluted the old housekeeper with a standard military salute.
"Hello, sir, I am,,,,"
The old butler waved his hand: "Just lead the way. This is an urgent mission. I will lead the team myself."
In less than ten minutes, dozens of airships rose steadily from the airport. The wind was blowing at high altitude, and the airships began to shake violently. I wanted to apply for a military airship again, but it was not during the war.
, even if he is the top officer of the volcano base, he needs to go through a series of cumbersome procedures if he wants to dispatch, and all documents must be handed over to the Imperial Military Department and stored in the super analysis machine as files. He does not have this power at all, nor does he have the appropriate
No way, the ship that Norenter and the others sailed away has already consumed too much of their energy to deal with it.
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Bolei was sorting out the processed documents. One document was put aside alone. At this time, he picked up the document and threw it into the shredder, watching it being ground into powder. Just as he was holding a
When he was putting the powder in a bag, someone knocked on the door. There was only one ring, but before he responded, the door was opened.
Xemia walked in, closed the door, and then threw the latest notice in her hand on the table.
"It should be vacation time in school now." She said, pulled up the chair in front of her and sat down, watching as Bo poured every bit of powdered paper from the shredder basket into the bag, and then kneaded it.
It turned into a ball and put it in the pants pocket.
"What age are you? Still thinking about these things." Bolei responded and flattened the bulging trouser pockets.
"I'm just an adult woman under fifty years old." Himiya said, "Don't you know how tired you are? Another day has passed, and I feel that living a long time is also a burden." He sighed indifferently, but his eyes were filled with emotion.
I took a look at Bie’s trouser pocket.
"According to the age of the surgeon, you are still an energetic young man." Borde picked up the file that Himiya threw on the table and looked at it.
"Are you so busy during this period? Was this the case before?" After asking two questions in a row, Himiya looked at him.
"I don't know. In the last war, I was a soldier running around on the battlefield. It was only a few decades ago that I entered the military school. I have no idea what the military school was like at that time. Let's treat this situation as
It's fine, as long as it's normal." Borde said, "Are those people from the extreme area coming back? The time seems to be a little earlier. I thought it would have to wait until at least after the New Year. Manoma is already in chaos now, and the people above
Do you really want to add a little more vitality to this place?"
"I don't know. In short, no matter how chaotic it is, it won't affect their level. It's just us people who are in trouble. Look at the last thing. In their eyes, what is the position of the military school?"<
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Bordeaux skimmed through the tedious instructions in the middle and turned to the end of the document. It was an attachment with the title "Resolution on Personnel Placement." The beginning was a series of process-style instructions. Bordeaux naturally ignored it.
, and finally focused on a few lines of words.
"The first batch of personnel totaled 150,000 people. In view of the loss of students in the military school, the idle dormitories will be used to house these personnel." Himya said, "This document talks about such an important thing.
, the results will be given in one week.”
"Just leave the simple things to the super analysis machine to allocate them by itself. It's a small calculation that takes less than a minute." But he didn't care.
"With such a simple solution, maybe the military school will be more lively than Manoma during the New Year." Himiya didn't understand what he meant, "Be serious!"
"Don't worry, most of the dormitories in the military school are empty all year round." Bolei didn't care, "But in our own detention building, there are more empty places. Will there be insufficient space there? This question is completely
You don’t have to think about it. Just stuff people in, and no one can beat you."
Himya smiled and shook her head, speechless for a moment.