Chapter 562: The Historian (10)
As soon as he finished talking to Kasia about the volcano base, Waters appeared in front of Dyer with a look of surprise on his face.
"Deputy head of the regiment, there are some things over there, maybe you and the head of the regiment go over and take a look, maybe it will be better. Waters said he saw Dyer alone coming out of the makeshift conference room.
"Is something wrong with the goods themselves?" Della was still sorting out what she had just received in her head. It didn't take long for Kasia to tell her all the details of the volcano base. Although there were still some things hidden in them, Dya believed those things, and she didn't fully know the need for them now.
But just these original events that have not been processed have also made Delea's head hurt. When they returned to the empire from the gray region, they were rounded up by several major forces because of the solid red mercury. Fortunately, the situation was chaotic at that time, and it was possible for them to return safely from danger. But it's far from over, and it must have been remembered by those big forces. As long as they can find opportunities and opportunities, they will definitely make actions that are in line with their identity.
Now that she is remembered by other big names again, it really makes Delya even more headache. They are still just a starting force, and if there are no other forces and backgrounds behind them, it will be very easy to destroy.
"I'll go over and take a look, the head of the regiment has something to do with himself, so don't tell him to be better now. Dya and Waters walked briskly to the end of the recount, where the men who had spoken before were now standing, waiting for them to pass.
"Deputy Commander," the men greeted, each holding a steel jar in their hands, revealing the end of it that had been violently bitten open.
Some of the bitten pieces of metal, which they had also found on the floor where the cold air was concentrated, were completely distorted. Through the observation of the characteristics, it can be seen that it is a strong and tough alloy that is used to resist high pressure and high corrosion. But now, there are indeed traces of chewing that clearly remain on them.
"It's almost always the same, about a third of the number of jars, all bitten open. There was some hesitation in the end, because the word "bite away" is still a little beyond their imagination. When Waters went to call Delya, they tried it with their mouths. Not even a single white mark can be left, let alone bite them as if they were food.
"It's going to be something, not like humans. Judging from the traces of tooth marks, they resemble some beasts in the wilderness. β
"I guess it was on the way forward, and the beasts jumped on it. There is a large hole in the top of the rearranged side panel. But what kind of beast can have the power to bite through the alloy?"
Delea's gaze scanned the hideous marks left on the steel alloy, and the shadow of Kasia had unconsciously appeared in her head.
Kasia should have been relisting it all the time, and what happened on it would be very clear. And the goods here are still the ones he said separately to be carried.
But Dya herself didn't believe that the tooth marks could have been left by Kasia. For, as the men beside him said, this shape was not possessed by humans, it was something that only ferocious beasts had, as a lethal weapon for their hunt.
"Don't worry about it for now, all of them are loaded with heavy trucks, there is not much time, and after leaving here safely, the head of the regiment should have some explanation." Dya finally finalized, and then said something again, and walked to the conference room where Kasia was staying while inspecting the exact speed of the reload.
"What's wrong. "Kasia was resting, and for some reason, the tiredness slowly crept up his body from the moment he slowed down from the realignment. But lying on the cold table, he couldn't close his eyes.
"The thing there is in the cold storage. Dya replied, observing Kasia's expression. But there was nothing, just a stiff face, just as she expected.
"That thingγγγγ" Kasia seemed to remember something important, a little high-pitched, but there was no more to say. He changed the subject, "I'm wondering what to do with some of the people in this team. We need absolute security, and nothing about this re-alignment can be revealed. β
also talked about Delya's difficulties, which reminded her of bad memories. It seems that there was a similar situation before, and something needed to be kept secret. What did she do then?Derya rubbed her forehead and didn't answer Kasia. And Kasia kept her posture and quietly rested her head on the table, as if waiting for Dellya's answer.
Silence fell between the two of them suddenly, as Derya pulled a chair and sat down, staring at the document in her hand, which was the specific road map for the withdrawal of Manoma. She didn't answer Kasia's question, and it didn't seem that this kind of decision, as the deputy head of the regiment, should give the order to decide.
I don't know how long it took, maybe only for a while, maybe for a long time. Kasia finally closed her eyes, but her eyeballs kept rolling under her eyelids and she never slept.
Then he looked up and sighed, and Dyer looked over.
"Sure enough, only the dead are the most secretive. Kasia said, his eyes fixed on the black steel plate of the heavy truck overhead. "Take it one step at a time. It was as if he was talking to himself.
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The New Year of the Empire is a lively one, and for many people, it is a day of revelry.
In the garden of one room, someone is cleaning up what was left behind after the end of the New Year. Large sheets of wrapping paper, discarded dinner plates, charred debris from the burning fireworks, and flower branches with petals trampled into the dirt. It happened that yesterday's New Year, there was a light snowfall, and the ground was wet, and it should have been a dry yellow grass, but because of the many people attending the New Year's party, it was trampled into a muddy appearance.
"Well, it's done here, and there's still a lot of unpacked stuff in the hall of the house. The cleaner sighed, she was wearing a long, light-colored padded jacket that looked a little thin, and a gray scarf with a checkered pattern around her neck. For some unknown reason, she was the only one cleaning the things on the ground. Perhaps tired, she stopped what she was doing, exhaling a large cloud of white air while loosening her scarf.
"I still have so many books to read!" she sighed as she looked at the large amount of debris and garbage in front of her.