",,,,,,,,," Adolf couldn't answer. So in a tacit silence, both sides didn't say a word for each other for half a minute, and even their breath did not spread.

In the end, Adolf couldn't hold his heart in the first place, sighed heavily, as if he was embarrassed, but was afraid that General Pullman would suddenly cut off the contact. His mood was extremely complicated at this moment. "I just received an emergency contact from Soriatu, saying yes,,,"

The words that could be finished in ten seconds were forced to be said for two minutes by Adolf. During this period, Adolf's head was running rapidly, with many things added in the middle to weaken the dangerous impact of the main information. But General Pullman was actually involved in the war as a commander in the last war, and his degree of grasp of intelligence and information was not comparable to that of Adolf.

However, he has a good temper. General Pullman has been afraid of receiving contact from Adolf recently, but he dare not close it. Every time he thinks of Soriatu, the other characters he associates with also complicated his mood. He really wants to scold him, but he was stopped by General Pullman himself. "I think about it, you'd better keep track of Soriatu's situation in real time. It's useless to be anxious now. The distance is too far, and it's definitely too late for you and I to rush over."

"I will also contact the organization here to see if I can find someone who is relatively close. Soriatu also said that he was just afraid that the other party would keep track of it." Adolf said, "I just didn't expect that a simple task would encounter so many troubles." Helplessly, according to Cassia's words, Adolf could only think that he was not very lucky and encountered many unexpected situations.

At the same time, Cassia walked out of the forest for more than two hours. Although there was still wasteland around, she deliberately hid her traces by relying on the weeds. She passed two small towns on the way, but when she observed outside, she did not see a hospital that complyed with the rules. So she could only follow the map she wrote down before the mission and continue to cross the uninhabited wilderness to the nearest city of the small border country.

Three hours later, Cassia had used some extraordinary means to get the fitted clothes and an ordinary gift car. Soon, he successfully entered the nearest hospital, passed many processes, moved Isa to the operating table, and became one of the attending physicians, and began the wound treatment work that lasted more than two hours.

After the incomplete operation, it was already dark outside and the yellow lights lit up outside the window. Cassia took off her glue gloves and sighed at Isa who was still unconscious on the operating table. While finding a cloth bag to hold all the shrapnel, she looked at the doctors and nurses standing in a row by the wall of the operating room, as well as the strong security guards who fainted by the door until now.

"Have you had an operation here in the past two hours?" Cassia examined the hole in Isa's abdomen. With the help of red mercury, he had healed about a quarter of it. He put another layer of medical clothes on Isa, then covered it with a thin quilt, and opened the roller lock of the hand push bed.

"No!" Several doctors and nurses shook their heads together, "We are cleaning the operating room." The attending physician did not forget to add.

"Have you seen anyone come here?" Casia signaled them to move the unconscious security guard at the door to facilitate their own escape.

"No, we've been cleaning all the time and haven't seen anyone come in here."

Cassia nodded, and said, putting on a mask to cover half of his face, then retrieved the pistol placed beside the operating table and retracted it to his waist, "Please trouble you." As he said that, he pushed the cart forward and opened the operating room door. When he was about to leave the operating room, he looked at several doctors and nurses, "Thank you today."

"No, no, this is,,,"

The words behind disappeared from the noise of closing the operating room door. Cassia relied on the sound wave pulse to guide her to the parking lot. At night, she secretly got on the car she had snatched and left the hospital. She went directly to the road out of the city. Less than half an hour later, the car rushed into a river with a creaking sound and was completely flooded by water in a surging sludge. At that time, Cassia was thousands of meters away, embracing Isa to continue to go to several major cities in this small border country.

Isa's condition has improved a lot. The simple treatment of shrapnel and some wounds has removed a small part of the burden on the body. Although Isa's energy contained in solid red mercury cannot be absorbed well, as long as the surgeon is, it has different degrees of adaptability. At least the drying phenomenon is completely invisible after the red mercury is embedded, and the injury cannot be said to be immediately improved, at least it maintains a relative balance.

But the weight is still losing a little bit, which is the intuitive feeling of Cassia's hands. The consumption of his own energy and materials is still the most important source, but since he has left the border forest, his actions will be much more free in the future.

In the early morning, the communicator rang, and it was Adolf. Every two hours, he would contact Cassia to ask about the current situation. It was also because of Adolf that Cassia contacted Larsa's organization staff when Isa lost the communicator and he was only a one-way communicator.

In the border forest, the teams that Isa ordered to evacuate and the remaining two adjutants failed to leave safely as Isa hoped. During the process, they encountered patrolmen, and the small teams that had already been scattered into the large area. Most of the members were lost, and less than 30 people eventually fled, and an injured adjutant.

Fortunately, there are emergency personnel in Larsa. Through communication with regional liaison officers, a smaller organizational operation base can be used by Cassia in a city in a small border country. Less than ten people are guarding, but at least there are personnel connections, so the treatment and identity will be extremely simple.

In addition, Adolf heard good news at around 9 o'clock in the evening, telling Cassia not to worry about his own loss. There will be professionals responsible for handling it. He only asked him to hand over the injured person to the organization here, and immediately follow the set route and return to Larsa as quickly as possible. And he and Trevikang will pick him up on the way.

Such treatment made Cassia often think about what value he had in the plan in the eyes of the forces behind the two or the big shots. Inadvertently, did he reveal his identity, and when did he start? In fact, the two parties were acting on each other?
Chapter completed!