Heavy rains continued into the early morning and became lighter. The raindrops were still of good intensity, and the wind was as strong as ever compared to the night. The nearby river is overflowing, and it looks like the river is very wide. The pitch-black clouds slowly raised their heights, and it would take a little time for them to fade in the face of the constant flow of winds from afar.

A relatively common industrial area in a small country, in a state of no distemper. On a dusk-like morning, the underground drainage system that had been built for an unknown period of time was flowing backwards, flooding many roads with muddy water. Most of the factories are closed today, without a single worker or truck. It was a quiet day without machine noise in the industrial area, and the sound of the rain falling and banging on the tin hood became more and more unbridled and more joyful.

Somewhere in a repair shop in a corner of the park, the rust on the factory sign has been washed away by a heavy rainstorm overnight, and it feels like it is being renovated. The open concrete floor was covered with ankle-high rainwater, and several underground water outlets were gushing fresh water. In the repair shop, in a small three-story building connected to the tin factory, the normally vacant room is now a temporary resting place for the remaining members of the organization.

Luckily, in addition to the necessary spare parts for repairs, the workshop also has a wide range of overalls and tin shoes that are extremely oil-resistant. They all changed their clothes, which made this somewhat dilapidated repair shop look quite lively for a while, but there was no work to match this bustle due to the weather factors.

A small number of people are now counting the equipment they need in the reserve warehouse under the repair shop, and a small number of them have been moved to the repair workshop. The small country here is relatively close to the common state of the high sea, and most of the things in the stock have the style of that side. After last night, the entire team also began to switch to equipping the base fortifications in the choice of weapons. Heavy machine gun weapons have been withdrawn from the mainstream, and although there are still them, they are not the main choice.

Dozens of limousines are undergoing pre-launch inspections and are regularly maintained every year, but the demands on them are much higher than usual in heavy rains. Isha was right next to a few limousine cars, making the necessary negotiations with the members of the organization who had stocked up the warehouse.

The organization's network of influence spreads extremely widely, and there will be reserve warehouses of the same nature on the edge of the big cities of almost every small country as the origin of the small countries. This is a strategic preparation that requires time and effort, and it also requires the support of a huge amount of money over a long period of time. The annual cost of regular maintenance and inspection of these reserve warehouses, the storage management of reserve goods, etc., is extremely high.

As a major power, this kind of preparation with strategic significance is a must. Each of the three megapowers has institutions that function more or less the same.

It's only been a few hours since last night, and the somber atmosphere is still there, but many people have adjusted. Under the rain clouds, Kasia stood in the aisle of the third floor, looking at the group of people in the factory who were overhauling and adding something to the limousine according to the established requirements. A curtain of rain fell not far in front of him, and the wind soaked his clothes with moisture and wet his thinking face.

As for last night's unfinished thoughts, Kasia didn't get an answer early this morning. The lack of information has always existed, and it has improved over time, but it has never changed. After giving an inner judgment that he could not be tempted about the attitude of the organization, Kasia was determined to interrupt all speculation and associations in this regard.

It is to find a glimmer of opportunity in the other direction, and it is still necessary to take risks, but the risk is orders of magnitude lower, and the results obtained after success are also what Kasia wants to see. In this team, you have to rely on yourself to take the initiative to find some changes. Adolf and Trevicon followed orders, and the expressions and atmosphere on their bodies along the way were enough to explain to Kasia the general thoughts and attitudes of the two of them.

Kasia didn't know what the Upper Stage 4 Surgeon ecosystem was like, but last night's brief experience revealed something. Regardless of the country or region, all high-stage surgeries have various restrictions between them, and they themselves do not want to have a conflict between the same stage before the arrival of the Red Star Future.

So you can't count on the two of them. As a high-stage powerhouse, Kasia prefers them as a deterrent, as long as the enemy and the organization have reached a balance in numbers and strength, the possibility of really letting them fight is very low. Once you go to the Empire, things will be better. However, at that time, the probability of head-on conflict will also increase several times in high-stage surgeries. And at some point, it seems that Kasia has seen what is bound to happen as a collision between senior surgeons.

In the face of the normal team of enemies at the same stage and with a large number, most of the time they have to rely on Isha and them to find a way to solve it.

The thunder began to decrease from the early morning, and after a flash of lightning in the distance briefly gave the morning its original light, the world wrapped in the rain became gloomy again.

Standing in place for a while, not far away, the rested Nighthawk came out. She put down her bag and searched inside, only to pull out a pack of cigarettes without any brand. The smoke is long and thin, and it is the kind that is specially designed for women. Nighthawk lit it a few times before lighting it, and when she took a slow breath and exhaled a puff of minty smoke, Kasia was already standing beside her.

"For last night's luggage?" the red glow of the cigarette butt brightened, and Nighthawk spat out smoke into the rain curtain without looking at it. She knew Kasia nodded.

"If I have time, I'd like to talk to you about things. The tone changed back to normal, and the voice was not magnetic, but there was a sense of seriousness that had to be taken seriously, "About the luggage." ”

"Why don't you look at such an important thing now, and always hold it in your hand to protect it?" the sudden inquiry surprised Kasia slightly, and after glancing at Nighthawk, he smiled.

"I thought I guessed you right. Kasia said, a lot easier. Nighthawk's current attitude made him sure he could go on.

"No matter how well you disguise yourself, if you want to stay unflawed for a long time, you have to focus on yourself all the time, so that you can eliminate what belongs to you at all times, so that that layer of disguise can continue、、、 but it is clear that what you are disguised is really a little different from the original you. And your heart is full of doubts and irritability, just like we are. You can't be perfect for so long with a lot of control. Nighthawk spoke to himself, his voice was very thin, just over a meter away from his body, and he was drowned out by the sound of rain.

"It was last night," Nighthawk emphasized, "and I think I felt right about the weight." Although there was an idea that luggage might be the center of the mission, it was later rejected. Because weight doesn't mean it's important. Stuff a few cannons into your luggage and you'll have the same weight. ”

"It's holding your neck and pulling you for the distance you run. Nighthawk smiled as he raised his hand and pinched it, "Some things can be touched - this is very similar to the cosmetics we women commonly use, you can judge the good and bad by swiping it on your face." The texture of your skin is not equal to the way you appear to be. Exceptionally tough skin, I usually buy a lot of high-end handbags, and the texture of your skin is many times better than those bags. ”

Seeing that Kasia didn't speak, Nighthawk continued to smoke a cigarette, his movements were not skillful, but he looked chic and elegant: "I won't ask you about your identity, and you certainly won't say it." But you know what I'm trying to know, there's something wrong with this mission. It's a gut feeling, but with the information I have now, I can't really guess anything. Of course, there may be a mentality of inertia that does not want to guess, because many of the tasks of the organization do not tell us the reason, and there must be difficulties at the top. ”