Steel Steam and Flame

The continued silence in the ward was something that Bei Chi had foreseen long before he came here. Suddenly receiving this notice after the meeting, he was stunned for the first time.

Who is Taranto? Even at this age and stage of surgery, his memory has become extremely amazing, he searched in his mind for a long time before he found a vague impression.

Bei Qi did not rush to Cassia’s ward right away. He went back to his office and found out the copy of the document that Cassia had signed on the mission according to the impression in his brain. Got my own thoughts.

"Here are a little more detailed documents, would you like to read it?" Bei Qi asked at this moment.

"Thank you, coach, no need." Cassia shook his head and refused, and he sat back on the bed again, his face becoming a little unnatural.

"How did he die? Just tell me the coach."

"Of course I don't know the specific cause of death, because the news reached my ears, and it took less than an hour. It was the people in the logistics department who told me the news. Because your belongings were damaged, our military school He built a new communication machine and sent it to him. But when the transporter transported the things to the location he left, there was no one there, and the room was empty." Biao put the file aside, "Listen. The management there said that a small fire broke out one night not long ago. The fire burned very quickly and extinguished very quickly. Taranto seemed to be damaged because of the inconvenience in movement. It was some other reason. He died in that fire, and everything in the house was burned out, leaving nothing behind."

"The specific matter is roughly like this. For various reasons, I don't have detailed information. There is a slightly more detailed description in the file. You can check it if you have time. No need, just throw it away. "Bai Chi said, taking a look at Cassia, "The situation in the empire is roughly what it is now. Not everyone is the same as you, and not everyone wants not to get involved in the whirlpool. , They can’t be dragged in. They have no choice. This matter has no direct relationship with you. I hope you are clear.”

"I know, I have been in school for a while, don't worry about me, coach."

"It's good to know. In the future, there will be more things that you need to accept." Bei Qi sighed, "I'll go back if there is nothing wrong. Just tell the medical staff here if you have any requirements. You are welcome. What's the matter. And don’t care about the next tasks, just keep your body healthy. For you who have entered the late stage of the first stage of surgery, the tasks have become relatively simple."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Qi's figure disappeared behind the ward door. After watching him leave, Cassia lowered his head to look at the clean ground, and his own fuzzy shadow was reflected on it.

His eyes seemed to reappear after he separated from Taranto at the station, and he was alone in the crowd. In the past few days, in addition to himself, Keshan, and Doris, everyone involved in that mission has died one after another and turned into corpses that can no longer die.

Just like what Bei Qi said, except for themselves, they have no choice. The force that the vortex pulls them in is too great, they can't resist, they can only watch themselves falling apart in it.

For a long time, in the room where only the sound of gears were left, a long breath finally sounded.

For the rest of the day, I still didn't go to see the files I put there, and Cassia threw it directly into the trash. Taranto's wheelchair is customized for him by Weber, and there will never be any problems in quality, which is completely guaranteed. Cassia knew what the fire was like, and he could guess what the specific things were like.

It's just that this made Cassia's mood even heavier. At the same time, this is also a signal. In Cassia's perception of danger, as well as her keen sense of smell, she has already smelled a trace of the smell involved. Just as a fierce wolf could smell the **** smell of blood blowing in the wind a few kilometers away, Cassia felt the unusualness of the mission early.

And this time Taranto's death made Cassia pay more attention to the task that was already completed. Moreover, he was also very curious in his heart, whether the things that Grot left behind were really so precious that they could enable the people in the Saint Royal Hall to do things this way.

At that time, did Grote also conceal something? Is there anything he hasn't finished in what he said? Cassia didn't know, he couldn't be sure whether Grote left behind only the second generation holy sword. If it was just a second-generation holy sword, as something made by Avalon’s scientists imitating the original holy sword, its value should not have reached this point.

Because as far as the news of Taranto's death is concerned, it is just a normal fire in the eyes of ordinary people. But for Cassia, as well as for some other people, the meaning is completely different. In the eyes of a small group of people, it is a very bright signal, as bright as a large flare shot out in the dark. Even far away, you can see the dazzling light.

At this time, the shredded dark light completely illuminates a large area of ​​surrounding scenery, and nothing can be hidden in it. Regardless of the enemy or his position, all were completely exposed in the same time period. The distance between everyone is not far, and you can see each other's face completely with the light that has not been extinguished for a long time.

Thoughts flew far, Cassia thought of several important things during the break, but only a little clue could not come to the final result.

With a sigh, Cassia felt that his current state was still not suitable for such a long time of thinking. He buried the question in his heart, and stood by the window for a while and listened to various sounds outside ~www.ltnovel.com~ When the time was almost up, he closed the window and plunged into the recovery exercise again with a heavy heart.

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When I walked out of the ward, there were already thirteen days from the day I met with Bei Qi.

When I got off the building, I could see the general appearance of a part of the military school in front of me. The scenery and the surrounding air seemed a bit deserted, and there was a smell of medicine from the ward. There are not many students walking outside. A few sparse people are in front of Cassia, talking about the theoretical knowledge in the books, or discussing the relationship between the power and caliber of the platinum bullet. It's lively, talkative and laughable, but such an atmosphere is not enough to infect the entire campus that is dominated by cold.

They were just faint flames struggling in the dark, and Cassia suddenly described their passion like this.

In the various training grounds along the way, the number of people is only about half of the normal period. There is no summer vacation, and there is no enough rest. After a few months, everyone is still mentally rich, but a layer of fatigue has also accumulated in the body. These people are all people in the one-star or two-star academy. The students of the Samsung academy went out to perform their second mission seven days ago. (To be continued.)