It was half a minute after the other side was connected. The man breathed, looking like he had only walked out in panic, fearing that he would instantly seep sweat from his face, as if he could feel that he was still alive after hearing the voices of people on his side.

"The detection failed." The man felt his heart suddenly and his breathing became a little rapid. Perhaps because he had oversuppressed just now, he injected a lot of medicine. Not long ago, there was no idea of ​​dosage in his head. At that time, he just wanted to let the medicine go all over his body with the blood, and the more the better. The five-stage surgeon, the man knew the difference between him and them.

"I know, are the people around the target? The sensitivity of perception exceeds our previous predictions, but it is also a good thing. It is to detect a piece of information for the subsequent actions." On the other hand, the words seemed very relaxed, as if the two were not on the same world line at all, and they were talking about the current situation with their own feelings. "If the detection continues, there will not be only this time, but there will be many times in the future. For some information, we must always be 100% sure of the target."

",,,,,,," the man wanted to speak, but the only move was just a pause in his throat, but no sound could break the tranquility on the outside of the alley at this time.

After guessing the man's condition, on the other side, he noticed this brief pause and continued to speak: "Don't worry, you only need to follow the target now, and there will be a team to assist you in completing the detection later. You need to find the right opportunity, the time will not be long. Your place is a small country, and many giant countries are restricted there. And the members who go to assist you will definitely not want to face the two people around the target for a long time."

"In the near future, I will ask people on the target itinerary to bring you more advanced potions, which will cover up breath and suppress internal activities of the body one and a half times, which is enough to allow you to disappear from the other person's perception in a short period of time. It's just that the side effects are several times the potions you are using now, but, I think you will definitely like this more advanced thing more."

"Thank you sir." The man who spoke quickly finally felt a little relaxed.

"The condition of special experimental subjects will gradually deteriorate soon. Remember to increase the dosage of the drug injected normally according to the curve chart. After more than ten days, when the experimental subject dies, remember that under what circumstances, it must be completely processed and nothing can be left behind!" The tone increased more than twice here, "The priority of processing the experimental subject is the highest, and the authenticity of the target can be not detected, but the processing of the experimental subject must be completed!"

"It must be done! Sir!" The man seemed to express his determination. However, the radio signal of the speech may not have been completed yet, which directly cut off the connection for convenience.

Looking at the communicator that lost its voice in his hand, the man who opened his mouth and breathed heavily went to the wall of the alley to lean on it. After resting for a while, he went to the shadows and lifted an experimental subject with red scales in most parts of his body with one hand from a pile of garbage.

After Nighthawk received the communication, she gave Cassia and the others a gesture of not breathing. When she was confused, she had already taken out a bottle of perfume-like things from her small bag, opened the bottle cap, and walked back and forth in this carriage.

There was no obvious smell, and it was unclear whether others knew it. At least Cassia took a secret breath and did not smell anything. However, in less than a minute, the only passengers in this car that had not closed their eyes to rest quickly fell asleep.

"It's probably a powerful sleeping reagent." When guessing this, the skylight was tightly attached to the carriage and suddenly a "squeak" sound came from it. Then Adolf and General Pullman fell down from there one after another. While sighing, they went to Cassia while sitting down, without saying anything, and went to the usual face that had completely lost interest in life.

It took Adolf more than half an hour to pick up the communicator and remind all members to be alert to their surroundings from now on. Once any abnormalities occur, they must process and report information in a timely manner.

"In the past few days, we should be attacked by the enemy." Adolf's face was full of confidence. "Be prepared to fight at any time. The number of enemies will not be small. We will only take action when necessary."

"Maybe there is no need to take action at all, or there is no possibility of taking action at all." The silent General Pullman finally spoke at this time, but these words were not for Cassia and the others, but compared to Adolf, "I prefer the possibility that comes later, which is the most common situation in wars. If the other party also has people like us, then the situation is almost the case that we check and balance each other, and no one dares to act rashly."

Adolf looked over, opened his mouth, and was swallowed into his stomach again. Then, he looked at Isa and others, completely disregarding the feelings of Cassia beside him: "Your first task is to protect Soriatu throughout the journey. His body cannot withstand too much combat intensity. Tomorrow morning, several other teams will get on the bus at the next station. During that time, including you, you must hold your luggage in your hands and prepare. Tonight, the basic squad division will be carried out, and the functional priority of each squad will be adjusted in battle."

"Scene simulation may also have the necessity of simple imagination, sir." The man owl who had been looking out the window seemed to be very interested in the battle and took the initiative to answer the conversation, "The number of enemies, information and equipment are unknowns, but they will definitely be better and more than us. Once a real conflict occurs, how to efficiently explore information in the battle and pass it into everyone's ears should also be roughly sorted out."

"Maybe it's necessary." As General Pullman, who has absolutely rich experience in this area, he has absolute say in whether it is a small-scale battle, a strategic layout that will last for several months or even years. However, in this case, he does not have the intention to guide or command himself.

This information has become a catalyst, and many people have an unhidden sense of excitement on their faces. The members of the team selected by the organization have gone through many tasks. On the one hand, they have rich experience, and on the other hand, perhaps this is a characteristic of most surgeons. Fighting has never been liked by ordinary people, but among surgeons, it seems that only this kind of thing can allow them to find a sense of self-existence as surgeons.
Chapter completed!