"The organization's area liaison chief has explained the situation to me. In a short period of time, you are not suitable for entering and leaving lively places." Nomosa signaled several people to sit down and nodded to show that he knew the general situation. "Everyone here is a member of the organization, so he doesn't have so many concerns when speaking. This was also what he wanted to tell you."

"This internal war on the Kingdom of Chil must be won, because there are things that the organization needs in the areas controlled by the rebel forces. The time limit given above is three months. I hope everyone can give more help." Nomosa looked at Charlottes, "Mr. Charlottes, you were originally a senior officer of the Kingdom of Polandon, in charge of the army of tens of thousands of people. After the war began, I hope you can help me as much as possible."

"It's OK, the organization asked me to come to you, and this is also the meaning." Charlottes waved his hand and said politely that this was his duty and that it was a matter of his responsibility as a member of the organization.

The simple discussion and exchange of information between each other ended in half an hour. Charlottes and another man of about the same age returned to the residence prepared by Nomosa. A two-story building common in this small country seemed very quiet on the edge of the city center, which was just in line with Charlottes' wishes.

"I thought I would be the commander-in-chief of an army. It seems that the organization does not want you to be noticed and seen by too many people." Another man said, without any emotion in his words, and every sentence is a mechanical statement.

"We are outsiders, and this is the Kingdom of Chil. Even within the organization, because everyone has different positions, there will still be some differences of opinion between each other, which is normal. The management of weapons and ammunition is considered logistics. It is also a very important task. Being able to hand it over to me can also represent the attitude of the organization." Charlottes placed his luggage by the round table in the living room, sat down and stretched his body. He touched his face, his movements were very gentle, "You can adapt to anything, but this face. Although he can't see it, he can feel that it is not a real thing."

"Just get used to it." Another person said, "I don't know what will happen in the future, those two password cards and Thor's news."

"There will be no more news. If the investigator of the organization doesn't speak out, it means the situation." Charlottes looked sad, as if familiar things were gone one by one, and in the end nothing was left by his side. As far as he knew, most of the people who entered the organization together died at various times.

Another man had no intention of comforting: "Then will you go to that 'Red Ghost'?"

"No." Charlottes replied decisively, "I haven't seen each other for decades, I have forgotten many things, and it's useless to find them. Besides, this is good, at least this small building is very quiet."

"Bang!" The wall made of two layers of bricks cracked without any warning. A bleeding head passed through the other side of the wall, connecting half of the body, stuck in the wall. There was no expression on his face, his neck was hit by a huge impact and had been broken. His head was now unable to droop, almost hanging from the body.

The blood was still dripping down the man's head. The skin on the side of his head had cracked and cold light was reflected under the light. The position of the skull was supposed to be replaced by a layer of metal. A fist mark fell on the metal, clearly marking the width of the four fingers.

"It seems not as special as I thought." In the room, Cassia dragged the body stuck in the wall and threw it in the corner. She looked at his head, then looked at his red hands and said, "Even if it is a mechanical transformation, it should be made of materials that are much harder than your bones, at least it can withstand a few platinum bullets. Just using a layer of ordinary hard metal after treatment is a bit too wasteful of the skills of doctors and mechanics."

To evaluate the nature, Cassia roughly guessed the material of the metal on the man's head based on his feelings just now. Of course, there is also an auxiliary effect after the sound penetrates. He originally thought that even if these people don't have much money to order high-end alloy parts that suit them, in order to transform and enhance their strength. After all, high-end alloys are still of great value and very expensive. However, some alloy materials that tend to be more intermediate-level positioning have a price of nearly ten times different from the high-end category, and they should be acceptable to this price. However, as the first priority target at night, it made him feel that so many things he thought about last night seemed to have become useless.

Lifting the two people lying beside the table in the room, Cassia put them on the chair. One of them was dislocated because of the huge force of his hands and feet, and was still moaning in pain. Cassia picked up the cup on the table, poured it with warm water, drank half a cup, and the remaining half poured on the face of another person who was about to lose consciousness.

The pain on his face suddenly deepened. The man relaxed for a minute or two before opening his eyes and having the ability to think.

",,,,,,," the man was speechless, and more likely not to know what to say. He looked around. The place as the stronghold was an apartment-like building with many rooms inside, which was quite beautifully built. But now all turned into ruins, and the walls were cracks and pits smashed by his own people. People were lying everywhere, most of them were dead, and the rest were heading towards death and did not accept timely treatment.

"Where has your captain, Izikiel, gone? There is no action tonight, he should be here."

"Captain, if the captain was here, you would have been chopped into pieces and fed to our hunting dogs." After waiting for more than ten seconds, the man looked up and down Cassia before answering with a fierce smile.

"Hunter? Are you talking about the six cute puppies around the residence?" Cassia seemed to have not grasped the point. "It doesn't seem to be very fierce. I ran away before I saw me and haven't come back now."

"What about your captain? Tell me, I will consider letting you go. After all, you are not my target."

The man pursed his lips tightly. Cassia stared at him for about ten seconds before reaching out and twisting his neck, turning to another person with cold sweat on his forehead.

"I will consider letting you go. I just simply dislocate it, take it back and take a rest, and you can move normally."

"I'm going to have a meeting! I'm going to have a meeting!" The man was a little confused about his words. He moved his shoulders and asked the other person to fall on his head to move away. "The employer held it. When the captain left, he said that the new order had been dropped. The employer wanted a bigger move."

“Everyone hired is together?”

"Of course, I don't know very well." The man nodded fiercely.
Chapter completed!