After reading the two pieces of paper, the mission that was introduced was the same as what Xiao Qi told him at the beginning, it was very simple, it was a smuggling incident involving the dark world, and the difficulty assessment was the same as Doris's mission, the second class of the sergeant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Then I looked at the other materials on the paper, and there was nothing special to pay attention to. Kasia folded them up and put them aside, pausing for the pen she was holding on the scratch paper on the side, then she decided what basic things she needed and sorted them down on the application form one by one.

The time for the delivery of the form was already the next morning.

The biological clock was completely disrupted due to the treatment in the hospital, and Kasia woke up today thanks to the little alarm clock in the dormitory. When he woke up early, he didn't feel sleepy at all, his mind was dazed before the alarm went off, and he wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep. When the alarm clock rang on time, the drowsiness was also fragmented in the sound of the alarm clock, turning into quicksand running between the fingers and disappearing without a trace.

The morning air was cold, and the sky was no longer as white as it used to be. Clouds began to gather in the clear sky, and the colors of the Blanco Mountains became darker.

When I woke up so early in the ward yesterday, all the street lights had been turned off. But at the same time today, the street lamps were full of spirit, and it was the soldiers who straightened their backs, and they were still standing on the side of the road to emit a soft light.

It seems that in less than one night, the season has become completely different.

On the way back from the logistics department, Kasia walked past the training range and went in to ask for a revolver and dozens of rounds of ammunition.

The speed of updating on the body is getting faster and faster, but the movement habits of using firearms are still well preserved in the memory of the body, and now there is no feeling of rustiness. Only the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke from the platinum bullet makes people feel a little nostalgic. The speed of the gun cannot be accelerated, but the speed of changing bullets has been increased by another step.

Entering the late stage of the first stage of surgery, the strength and speed explosiveness more than doubled, which made Kasia feel a lot. In addition, I have undergone surgery to replace the main nerves in the body, and the speed of reaction and instruction transmission is also better than before. The overall foundation has really improved hugely, as long as Kasia is given a few days to get acquainted with it, he thinks he should be able to figure out the full functions of this "new body".

But he couldn't be happy, after going through Doris's mission, meeting people like Sevina, and listening to what she said at the time, Kasia's understanding of surgery was also deepening little by little.

After thousands of years of accumulation and development, and under the development of Avalon's unknown number of generations of scientists, the surgical technique as one of the pillars of the Empire, Cassia admits that he did underestimate him before. But the advanced theoretical knowledge of surgery, as well as the pneumatic weapons that he had seen in the mission of Nolida, these advanced theoretical courses were all stuck here by the military school, and there was no sign of letting go of his own group of students.

Cassia believes that it is now only the recipient of the operation, and that he really does not have the right and qualification to know the truth of these things. In addition to being a little more proficient in playing with firearms, they now have an absolute advantage in basic physical qualities such as strength, speed, and reaction compared to ordinary soldiers. But they are essentially little ones who have not yet grown up.

The few days before the mission were enough time for Kasia to review the training programs he had conducted in the past from beginning to end, allowing his body to regain the familiar feeling it had before. On the eve of the mission, Kassia retrieved the equipment he had applied for, and carried them back to attract the attention of most of the people on the trail.

Kasia returned to his dormitory in the midst of the chatter, and as he went up the stairs, he didn't forget to look at the moss on the stone platform. In less than a day, they changed dramatically, just like the sky above them separated by a glass curtain.

Today they seem to have been planted in the wrong place, not only are they devoid of spirit, but even the little green that was still left yesterday has been stripped of them, and dyed with an eternal yellow. Just as people's fantasies about eternal life are strange, but when they think of death, they can maintain an astonishing consistency in different regions, at different times, and in different countries. The same is true of withered yellow, never new, always unchanged, but for most plants, it is the deadliest.

After going back to the dorm to check the gear again, Kasia set them aside for tomorrow.

Because it was already a few days late, Kasia no longer had to worry about the timing. He is not a solo mission, it is a team of eight people, the situation is the same as the first mission, there is no list of team members, there is no contact information for the mission, after going to the initial mission location, how to carry out the task can only rely on himself to figure out the way.

When she was annoyed, Kasia liked to rub her own hair, and only a few days ago she cut her hair short, which was definitely not very long, and now she can only feel a piercing feeling on her hand when she rubs it. It's not very comfortable, but it also makes people want to let go.

Rubbing my head didn't solve the worries about the task. Kasia poured a glass of warm water to drink, read a few pages of a book spread out, and fiddled with the new revolver he had brought for a while, and the not very many blue and silver bullets. Finally, when he saw that the time was almost up, he lay on the bed and turned off the light, looked at the patterns on the ceiling in the dark, and fell asleep before he knew it.

The next day, when she got up and no longer needed the help of the alarm clock, Kasia put on her gear, made sure there were no omissions before leaving, and went to the parking lot of the military school.

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Cassia was greeted by a general-purpose off-road vehicle, full of power, and the sound of the steam-driven gear movement was delicate and smooth, very pleasant, and there was no place to call it noise. It is a vehicle with good performance.

The door panels are thick and alloy forged. The tires are made by Webley and have a very grippy track with a striking bullet-like logo on them. There were only two people in the car, Cassia and the driver, as well as some necessary supplies in the back seat of the car. This general-purpose tank was supposed to have a 50 heavy machine gun on it, but because it was a vehicle that picked up people, it had a lot of time to run in places with a lot of people, so the heavy machine gun was completely dismantled a long time ago. Otherwise, appearing in such a hideous face in a place where ordinary people gather, especially Manomali, which is the capital of the empire, will indeed cause a lot of commotion.

This caliber and power is an ordinary bullet that can bombard the enemy in half with a single shot. In addition, all of the Empire's general-purpose guns can be equipped with Platinum Bullets. So in some battles, the point 50 heavy machine gun also acts as a small squid, and a cartridge can be worn into scrap metal in a garbage dump with bullets from a cartridge box.

But now it has been dismantled, and the place where the bullet box was stored has been converted into a trunk where Cassia's luggage was kept. (To be continued.) )