Underground base, council hall.

Gibran lay on the table, like a nap, and the next moment he suddenly raised his head, opened his bloodshot eyes, and looked around.

Seeing that there were many people standing around him, all looking at him with strange expressions, Gibran realized something.

Because you are so tired, during the meeting, accidentally fell asleep?

"Hmm-"

Gibran rubbed his eyebrows, shook his groggy head, looked at the people around him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Well, about half a minute. Someone replied.

"Half a minute, okay, it's my fault for delaying everyone's time. ”

"No, no, Gibran, you're too tired, or you should rest first. Someone persuaded.

Gibran waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, rest is not a rest at this time, many things have not been dealt with." When this mission is completed, it's not too late to get some rest. By the way, where did we just go?"

Seeing that Gibran was so serious, the rest of the people didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly said: "Steward Gibran, just now we were discussing the issue of the personnel needed for this plan of the White Stone Tower. ”

"What's the problem?"

"There are too few people, and it will be difficult for the people gathered at the moment to destroy the entire Baishi Tower, and it is expected that ...... It is expected that the number of people will double. A tall, thin man stepped forward.

"Is that so......" Gibran glanced at the other party and began to think, and felt a lot of pain when he moved his brain slightly, but still said loudly, "In that case, then...... How about transferring the people from the Black Rock Valley over? Their mission should be almost complete, and they can be transferred to support. ”

"This ......"

"Vasily, didn't you come from the Black Rock Valley, you know the situation there best, tell me. Gibran took a roll call.

"Yes. The short Vasily stood up, touched the iron ring on his ear a little uncomfortably, and said, "Steward Gibran, I think there is no problem with your proposal, and the people over there have indeed completed the task." ”

"That's good, this matter is settled, after the meeting, send a message to that side. Gibran made a quick decision.

"However, Gigran, even if the people from the Black Rock Valley are transferred, it should not be enough, and more people are needed. Vasily said.

"Then ......" Gibran thought again, endured the pain that almost exploded in his head, and spoke up, "Then transfer the people from the Red Keep, their mission is relatively long, you can come over to support it first, and wait until you finish the things here in the White Rock Tower, and then go to carry out their mission." By the way, I remember that the people in the Red Fort were all good members, such as Billy, Teucer, Nani, ......."

As he spoke, Gibran suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly, his brow furrowed a little bit, and an indescribable sense of weirdness and absurdity arose in his heart. Looking up at the people around me, I felt very unreal, very ...... Unreal.

"This ......" Gibran's forehead finally wrinkled into a "Chuan" voice, and he asked the people around him, "By the way, what I said and discussed just now, have you already done it before?"

"Well, Steward Gibran, this ......" The expressions of the people around him suddenly became extremely exciting, and they didn't know what to say.

Gibran was furious and shouted, "What the hell is going on, tell me!"

The people around him couldn't help but be shocked, hesitated to look at Gibran, and slowly said: "Gibran is in charge, in fact, we ......"

Before he could finish speaking, everyone's bodies began to twist, and then dissipated like green smoke.

Gibran's eyebrows were raised like blades, his eyes sharpened, and he was about to make a move, when the next moment he heard a knock on the door of the council hall, and immediately turned his head to look over.

"Bang!"

The door of the council hall was opened, and the dazzling white light suddenly shone in, making Gibran's pupils subconsciously contract, and he couldn't help but reach out to cover it.

Then Gibran saw a figure in the dazzling bright light—a majestic figure.

The other party was dressed in a gorgeous golden robe and wore a golden ring on his hand.

This is!

The white light dissipated, and the figure was in front of Gibran.

Gibran "brushed" and stood up from his seat at once, looked at the comer, and exclaimed in surprise: "Director Rommel, it's you!"

"Well, it's me. Humane, he tapped Gibran's shoulder: "Steward Gibran, you better sit down first, optimize and speak slowly." ”

"I ......" Gibran sat back in his seat with a somewhat complicated expression, was silent for a while, looked up at Rommel, and asked aloud, "Director, have I failed?"

"Steward Gibran, you should know that I have always valued you, and you have lived up to my expectations of you. You have always been serious and desperate in your work, and I look at this. ”

"Director, did I really fail?" Gibran's eyes widened, his breathing was a little short, and he realized a possibility, "Then the one here now, isn't it ......"

"Anyway, you believe you did your best, so I won't blame you, and the organization won't punish you......"

Gibran listened to Rommel's words, and the expression on his face narrowed a little. None of Rommel's words sounded like they were answering his question positively, they were all about him, but that gave him the answer.

"Whew-"

Gibran took a deep breath, tried to calm down, looked at Rommel, smiled bitterly, and asked, "Director Rommel, please tell me how I failed, and ...... How did I die?"

"I don't know the specifics. Rommel looked at Gibran, exhaled lightly, and replied seriously, "At present, I have only learned that you and all your men have lost contact with each other at almost the same time, and there are no signs of life. If I'm not mistaken, you and your men should have died in a premeditated attack, and none of them were spared. ”

"None of them were spared?"

"No one was spared. ”

"Well, none of them were spared. Gibran closed his eyes in some pain, and opened them after a long time, "What is the organization going to do with me?"

"I said, I'm sure you must have done your best, this defeat was just an accident. So, the organization won't deal with you, but considering that there is no suitable body container for you and your men, you and your men may need to take a long break. As for the things you and your subordinates are responsible for, they will be supplemented by the mobilization of personnel from the rest of the regions. ”

"So, how long am I going to rest?"

"It's time for the next big operation. ”

"The next big operation?" Gizebran exhaled, "It's been a long, long time, I really don't know, if there's a chance." ”

"Yes, the reason why I'm here is to talk to you, be patient, rest well, and don't think too much. Well, don't really think about it. ”

After speaking, Rommel patted Gibran on the shoulder and turned to leave.

At this time, Gibran spoke up and stopped Rommel and said, "Director, may I ask one last question?"

"What?"

"Since my mission has failed, what ...... What should I do with the White Rock Tower here?"

"You should know that the White Stone Tower must be taken. This is not only a problem for the White Rock Tower, but also for the entire East Coast. We've been doing it for so long, and we've put so much effort into it, and we can't afford to fall short.

This time the White Stone Tower failed, and there was no time to slowly remedy it, so it could only be fiercely medicated. So...... I'll take care of it myself. ”

"Director, you're going to take it personally?!" Gibran was shocked, "So, aren't you afraid of breaking some restrictions?"

"It doesn't matter, after all, the situation is special, let's destroy some of the restrictions. Rommel said, then changing his tone, "Actually, there is nothing that is destroyed - most of those who find something wrong will not realize what it is, and most of those who realize what it will die." Do not worry. ”

"Okay. Gibran said that there was nothing more to say.

Rommel continued to walk towards the door, and when he walked out, he waved his hand and said, "Rest well, see you next time." ”

"Goodbye. Gibran responded.

"Bang!"

The door to the hall closed, and Rommel disappeared from sight.

The next moment, starting from the door of the hall, the entire space began to shatter little by little, spreading towards Gibran.

Gibran looked at this scene, his expression looked a little numb, no sadness or joy, and said softly: "Goodbye, next big operation, is there really a chance......

......

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