Steel steam and flame

Teli Weikang sighed helplessly, and Adolf looked embarrassed, but had nothing to say. There was precedent, and he really couldn't refute anything.

"I need to know the details of the mission. As for the secrets about the organization, you can just keep them hidden. I have no interest in knowing, and I don't want to know. I will definitely not get any benefits in the end by getting involved with you, but I will cause trouble. Trouble all over." It was a mistake to agree to Li Suman, and to agree to the contemporary Holy Emperor, General Pullman did not say what was in his heart. After decades of silence in a small country, except for maintaining a considerable level of strength, he knew very well that all other aspects of his life had declined a lot. Alertness, thinking, analysis of the situation, etc. are no longer up to the level of commanding 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 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 guarding 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.”

"The reason why I sent Soriato there is because of the importance of the laboratory base in the organization. With this level of mission, it is not only simple to send Soriato to a higher position smoothly, but also There will be good reasons."

"I hope so." Pullman has never been optimistic. Lisuman 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 run away in time.

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Cassia didn't know what kind of tasks protection and supervision were, but he knew what was in the warehouse. In addition to precious machines, he also knew precious raw materials. Concentrated dragon blood and crude alloy embryos are definitely worth the risk for many people. In view of this, Delya happened to come over, so he asked her to help him make complete preparations.

In the past, it was Delya who helped Cassia prepare these weapons and supplies, their proficiency, and their needs. 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 dragon blood - the size of a thermos cup commonly used by ordinary people in winter, and then drove by herself to the meeting point stated in the information.

The assembly scene of the mission not long ago is still clearly retained in the memory, and the form this time is no different from the last time. Not far from the station, the flow of people is considerable. You will never know in advance who will be traveling with you on the mission or who will come to help you. 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 around 11 a.m. until 4 p.m., Cassia was still sitting in the limo. Don't worry that the person in charge has forgotten you, or can't find you. If you don't have this ability, then it's very inappropriate.

Adolf kept saying in his contacts that this was a vacation-like job, simple and without any difficulty. Of course Cassia wouldn't just believe it. It's just that some of the words stuck in my head. He himself also hopes that during the two to four months of the mission, he can find a rare period of leisure time for himself to relax and think about the complicated information in his head.

Perhaps he has been in this state since he drove to the meeting point. It's not that he is not thinking, but that part of his attention has been separated and used to observe the surroundings. Pedestrians on the streets around the station are the objects of observation. Cassia doesn't know why, but she can get something similar to calmness from them every time.

Maybe this is myself on the other line. However, Cassia has also been thinking that when the war breaks out, or in other words, the number and base of ordinary people in this world are hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times that of surgeons. Their role at that time will be compared with that of surgeons. Come on, who will be bigger?

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 limo from her thoughts. It wasn't until the car window was knocked that Cassia looked over symbolically. A piece of paper with a code name was pressed against the window glass by hand.

"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 the man outside the window.

After confirming the code word, under the guidance of the man, Cassia drove forward slowly for a distance, keeping up with the three limousines ahead, and drove until three in the morning before stopping. On the way, we made a long circle between several cities, and the route was enough to throw away everything behind us. The sound wave pulse told Cassia this, and no suspicious person followed.

It's just the location of the destination that worries Cassia. He remembered 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 Chil Kingdom. Soon after taking control of this area, the two sides ushered in a truce. 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 town. In the early hours of the morning, except for some shop signs, there were no other lights. Entering here, the sound of the limousine seemed to be absorbed and became extremely low.

Went to a rather large building, a tool store that is common in small towns, the kind of store that sells everything for daily necessities and a little bit of everything. Behind the shop is a common residence, a two-story building with a parking shed and a large garden next to it. A piece of grass that is evergreen even 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 garage of the residence, leading to the basement below. The basement is 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.

Knowing it would be some kind of hidden form, 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 a joyful expression: "Welcome the four of you to come here and take over our work. The other three left first. Tonight, Throughout the whole day tomorrow, I will introduce to you 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."