Chapter 1079: Precursors of Disorder (12)
"The head of the organization's district liaison has already explained the situation to me, and for a short period of time, you are not suitable for going out of a busy place. Nomosa motioned for a few people to sit down, and nodded to indicate that he knew the general situation, "Everyone here is from within the organization, so you don't have so many worries when you speak. This is also the news that I wanted to tell you. β
"This internal war against the kingdom of Chir must be won, because there is something needed for organization in the area controlled by the rebels. The time limit given above is three months, and I hope you will give me more help. Nomosa looked at Charros, "Mr. Charros, you were originally a high-ranking officer in the Kingdom of Bollandon, in charge of an army of tens of thousands. After the war starts, I hope you can help me as much as possible. β
"Yes, the organization asked me to come to you, and it also has this meaning. Charros waved his hand, politely stating that this was his duty and that he was a member of the organization.
The brief discussion and exchange of information ended in half an hour. Charros returned to Nomosa's prepared residence with another man of about the same age, a two-story building common in such a small country, on the edge of the city center, which seemed quiet and just what Charros wanted.
"I thought it would be the commander-in-chief of an army, and it seems that the organization doesn't want you to be noticed and seen by too many people. Another man said, with no emotion in his words, and that every sentence was a mechanical declarative sentence.
"We are outsiders, and this is the kingdom of Chir. Even within the organization, because each person's job is different, there will still be some differences of opinion between each other, which is normal. The management of weapons and ammunition can be regarded as logistics. It's also a very important job, and being able to hand it over to me is a representation of the attitude of the organization. Charros put her luggage on the round table in the living room, sat down and stretched. He touched his face, his movements very gently, "I can adapt to everything, but this is the only face." I can't see it, but I can feel it, and it's not the real thing. β
"Just get used to it. The other said, "I don't know what will happen in the future, those two passcodes, and the news from Thor." β
"There will be no more news, the investigators of the organization are silent, and the situation is explained. Charros looked sad, like familiar things that had left her one by one, and in the end there was nothing left around her. As far as he knew, most of the people who joined the organization had died at various times.
The other man didn't have the slightest sense of comfort: "Then will you go to find that 'red mang'?"
"No, it won't. Charros replied decisively, "I haven't seen each other for decades, and I have forgotten a lot of things, and it's useless to look for them." Besides, it's good, at least it's quiet. β
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"Boom!" the two-tiered brick wall cracked without warning, and a bleeding head passed through the other side of the wall, connecting half of its body and getting stuck in the wall. There was no expression on his face, his neck had been broken by the huge impact, and his head was now limply sagging, almost hanging from the body.
Blood was still dripping down the man's head, and the skin on the side of his head had cracked, reflecting a cold light in the light. The place that was supposed to be the skull was now replaced by a layer of metal. On top of the metal, a fist mark was sunken, clearly rubbing the width of four fingers.
"It doesn't seem to be as special as I thought. In the room, Kasia dragged the body stuck in the wall and threw it in the corner, looked at his head, then at his reddened hand, and said, "Even if it is a mechanical modification, you should always use a material that is much harder than your bones, at least a material that can withstand a few platinum bullets." Using just a layer of treated ordinary hard metal is also a bit too wasteful of the skills of doctors and mechanics. β
Evaluating the nature, Kasia roughly guessed the material of the metal on the man's head based on the feeling of the punch just now. Of course, there is also an auxiliary role after the sound penetrates. He originally thought that even if these people didn't have a lot of money to order high-grade alloy parts that fit them, they would transform and enhance their strength. After all, high-grade alloys still have a lot of value and are very expensive. However, the price of some alloy materials that are biased towards the intermediate level is nearly ten times lower than that of the high-end category, and this kind of price should be acceptable to them. Just the evening as the first priority goal made him feel that all the things he thought about last night seemed to have become useless.
Lifting the two people lying on the table in the room, Kasia placed them on a chair, one of whom was still moaning in pain because his hands and feet had been dislocated by the great force. Kasia picked up the cup on the table, filled it with warm water, and drank half of it, spilling the remaining half on the face of the other person who was about to lose consciousness.
The pain on his face suddenly deepened, and the man eased for a minute or two before he opened his eyes and had the ability to think.
The "γγγγγγ" man was speechless, more likely not to know what to say. He looked around, and the place he was based on was an apartment-like building with many rooms, and it was beautifully built. But now everything was in ruins, and the walls were full of cracks and potholes that had been smashed by their own people. There are people lying everywhere, most of them are dead, and the rest are dying and will not receive timely treatment.
"Where's your captain, Izakil, there's no action tonight, he should be here. β
"Captainγγγ if the captain had been hereγγγ you would have been chopped up in pieces and fed to our hounds. After waiting for more than ten seconds, the man looked Kasia up and down before replying, smiling fiercely.
"Hounds, do you mean the six cute puppies around the house?" Cassia didn't seem to get to the point, "it doesn't seem to be very fierce, and they ran away before they saw me, and they haven't come back." β
"What about your captain, speak up, and I'll consider letting you go. You're not my target after all. β
The man pursed his mouth tightly, and Kasia stared at him for about ten seconds before reaching out and twisting his neck, turning to look at another man with cold sweat on his forehead.
"I'll consider letting you go. It's just a simple dislocation, pull it back and take a break, and you can move normally. β
"The meeting is going! the meeting is going!" the man's mouth was a little slurred, and he moved his shoulders to remove the head of the other person who had fallen on it, "The employer convened it, and when the captain left, he said that a new order had come down, and the employer wanted to make a bigger move." β
"Everybody hired together?"
"I guess, I don't know. The man nodded vigorously.
"Do you know where the meeting will be?" said Kasia, who took out a sketchy map and unfolded it in front of the man's eyes, his body was stunned for a moment, and then he glanced out of the house, "It seems that I missed it, and it would be much easier to mention that I knew this information." With that, he put away the map, and Kasia stood up, pinched the man's neck, turned off the lights in the room, and disappeared into the darkness.