In the dim abandoned warehouse, the afterglow of the sunset shone through the broken window frames, spreading mottled light and shadow on the dusty and rust ground.
The air was filled with the smell of rust and decay, as if even time was stagnant here.
Occasionally, a gust of cold wind penetrates through the gap, bringing a bit of biting chill, but it cannot break the dead silence.
In the center of the warehouse, four figures stood silently, with no extra words between them, only a kind of silence that was almost tacit.
Their figures seemed particularly lonely in the dim light, as if they were ghosts crawling out from the depths of hell, with indelible scars and memories.
Rudolf Auston stood in front and glanced at the other three: "Brothers, we have a mission again."
Before the words were finished, a thin man sneered and said hoarsely: "Task? Auston, do you really think we were the hidden squad of the past?"
His eyes were filled with sarcasm and disdain, "We are just abandoned children of the empire, not even as good as dogs."
Another man with scars on his face nodded: "Since the failure of that mission, the military has thrown us away like garbage. Now you suddenly look for us, do you want us to be cannon fodder again?"
His fingers unconsciously touched the scar on his face, and the failed mission is still tingling his nerves.
Rudolf Auston did not refute, as if he had expected their reaction. Until their emotions calmed down, he slowly spoke: "I know you have complaints about the military, and so do I. But this mission is not for the military, but for ourselves."
"We ourselves?" The last man who had been silent raised his head, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Rudolf Auston nodded: "This mission is not from the military, but from the nursing home."
The thin man had obvious distrust in his tone, "Imperial Nursing Home? Why should he trust us? Why should he give us a chance?"
Rudolf Auston sneered at the corner of his mouth: "He doesn't need to believe us, he only needs our ability. Moreover, the reward he gave is enough to make us stand up again."
"What is the reward?"
"Awakening potion, the fourth generation and the fifth generation."
After Rudolph Auston finished talking about the mission reward, the other three members of the assassination team fell into silence.
Awakening potions, especially the fourth and fifth generations, are tantamount to life-saving straws for those who are abandoned by the military.
At being able to become members of the assassination team, they are naturally all awakened people, and they naturally know the importance of awakening potions to them.
It can be said that the reason why these people were abandoned by the military was because their awakening was too high.
As awakened people fight or kill ghosts, their awakening will gradually increase and their strength will become stronger.
But an increase in awakening is by no means a good thing. If the awakening degree exceeds 65%, it will lead to emotional instability of the awakened person, and the empire will not continue to appoint such awakened persons.
The awakening degree exceeds 70%, and the awakened person will enter the transformation period, that is, the transformation from a human to a demon.
It is a matter of time before 80%, becoming a demon is a matter of time. 85% may become a demon at any time. As for those who have awakened more than 90%, it is very rare.
For the military, it is not impossible to save a few people, but the cost is too high.
For the senior military leaders, the members of these assassination teams are abandoned children themselves, and there is no need to spend too much money on them.
So after the mission failed, several people were ruthlessly abandoned by the military.
Rudolph Auston was promoted to commander of the army because of his old leader, otherwise he would have been treated the same way as the other three.
The scar man clenched his fists and his knuckles made a slight crackling sound: "The military was reluctant to give us the third generation of medicine back then. He was willing to take out the fourth and fifth generations?"
"Who do you guess the awakening potion was made?"
The thin man frowned, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes: "Is it a nursing home?"
"Yes, the awakening potion was developed by the nursing home."
The thin man's face was a little curious: "If the nursing home really has this ability, then the strength of the dean you mentioned may be stronger than we imagined. Why did he choose us? We are just a few abandoned children abandoned by the military."
Rudolph Auston's tone had a voice with an almost cruel innocence: "It is because we are abandoned children that the dean chose us. We have no way out and no support. As long as we want to survive, we must rely entirely on him. Moreover, our ability is exactly what he needs."
The man who had been silent finally spoke: "It's interesting, does he want us to be his knife?"
Rudolph Auston nodded: "But this is also our opportunity. As long as we can prove our value, we will no longer be abandoned children in the future."
The scar man sneered, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Knife? Humph, I've been used to it. At least, the reward given by this dean is much more generous than the military. The fourth and fifth generation awakening potions... He is willing to take the things that the military dare not even think about. Come out."
The thin man took a deep breath, and the hesitation in his eyes was gradually replaced by resolution: "Since we have no other choice, let's fight. At least, this time we are for ourselves, not for the high-ranking military leaders. They abandoned us, then there is no need for us to work hard for them."
Alights flashed in Rudolf Auston's eyes: "Very good, we used to be the sharpest knife in the empire, but now we are still. But this time we fight for ourselves."
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the dean."
The three members of the assassination squad looked at each other, and then they followed Rudolf Auston and walked out of the warehouse.
Through several dim streets, they soon arrived at the back door of the nursing home.
The buildings of the sanatorium look particularly groggy in the night, with vines crawling on the towering walls, as if a huge monster was dormant in the darkness.
The lights in front of the door are dim and cast a few swaying shadows, making them look particularly lonely.
Rudolph Auston stopped and knocked on the door lightly.
A low response came from the door, with a hint of vigilance in his voice: "Who?"
"Rudolph Auston."
Silenced for a moment in the door, then a slightly dissatisfied mutter came: "Why did you come back so late?"
"Dean Lin asked me to go out and find some people to come back to help."
Hearing his words, the people inside the door seemed to relax their guard.
The door slowly opened, making a slight creaking sound.
A awakened man in a white uniform appeared at the door, sweeping over four people, especially on the three members of the assassination squad for a moment, as if evaluating their level of threat.
Then, he nodded: "Don't talk nonsense after entering, you should understand the rules."
The four of them followed the awakened person through the deep corridor of the sanatorium.
Dim wall lights were hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor, and the light casts swaying shadows on the walls, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at them in the dark.
The scarred man sneered in a low voice: "This place is really like a haunted house. No wonder the reputation of the sanatorium is so bad."
The thin man frowned and replied in a low voice: "Speak less, this is not a place where we can be arrogant. Don't forget, we are here to ask for help, not to cause trouble."
The man who had been silent still didn't speak, but his eyes swept around vigilantly, as if ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.
Rudolph Auston walked in front, with no expression on his face, and had long been accustomed to the surrounding environment.
Soon, they arrived at the door of a spacious office.
The awakened man stopped: "The dean is inside, you can go in."
Rudolph Auston nodded, reached out and pushed open the door, and walked in with the three of them.
The light in the office is much brighter than the corridor, but it still has a cold feeling.
The room is decorated in a simple and luxurious manner. There is an exquisite antique clock in the corner. The pendulum swings slowly, making regular ticking sounds, as if calculating time.
In the office, Lin Yi was sitting behind the desk, holding a book about the mental state of the awakened person in his hand. It was not until the four of them entered that he closed the book and placed it on the table. "Dean, these three are my previous teammates. In terms of lurking, there is no stronger than them in the entire Fourth Army." Rudolf smiled, slightly turned around and gave up one position, completely exposing the three people behind him to Lin Yi's sight.
Lin Yi looked at the three people in front of him and felt like he was back to the people from the Liberty Alliance who met the killing troops.
"Introduce yourself."
The scar man was the first to speak: "My name is Carl Morris, a former member of the Fourth Army assassination team. He is good at lurking and close-killing."
Lin Yi's eyes stayed on Carl for a moment, and information about the man quickly emerged in his mind - Carl Morris, in "Operation Shadow" three years ago, sneaked into the enemy command alone and successfully assassinated three senior commanders.
Lin Yi didn't say much, and his eyes turned to the thin man.
The thin man then spoke: "Isaac Rennes, good at long-range sniping and intelligence collection."
Lin Yi did not respond and turned his eyes to the last man.
The man was like an iceberg. Until Lin Yi's eyes fell on him, the man answered: "I am Victor Stewart, good at blasting and trap setting. The 'ghost blaster' of the Fourth Army is me."
"Victor Stewart? Your name has been on the military's blacklist for a long time. It is said that you once destroyed half of the enemy's base with a bomb in a mission. The military's evaluation of you is 'dangerous and uncontrollable'."
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"Dangerousness depends on the people who use me. The military does not know how to use my value, so they fail."
Lin Yi chuckled, his eyes swept across the three of them, his tone with a calmness in his control: "Very good, your resume satisfactory. Rudolph is right, you are indeed the top talents of the Fourth Army. Here, you are no longer the military's tools, but my collaborators. As long as you prove your value, the awakening potion is yours."
"Then, your first mission, sneak into the villa of Councillor Bell and find clues to his contact with the ghost organization. Remember, this mission must be absolutely hidden, and once exposed, the nursing home will not recognize your existence."
After talking about the task, Lin Yi opened the drawer in front of him and he placed three bottles of light blue potions on the table.
"The third generation awakening potion." Lin Yi's tone was still indifferent, as if these three bottles of potion were just cheap goods that were available, rather than rare things that could be sold at sky-high prices on the black market.
"The emperor will not send hungry soldiers, I don't want accidents in the mission."
Victor Stewart, Carl and another team member's eyes fell on the three bottles of potions at the same time, and a trace of unconcealed shock flashed in his eyes.
The price of the third generation of awakening potion on the black market is enough to make ordinary awakened people lose everything, but Lin Yi took it out so easily, as if it was just garbage he threw away.
Without hesitation, Carl reached out and grabbed a bottle of potion from the table, pulled out the cork, and tilted his head and drank it all.
The moment the medicine entered his throat, a cold feeling slid into his stomach along his throat. Then, he felt that the power that was about to move in his body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible hand, gradually calming down.
"After drinking, hurry up and do your business. Remember, the requirement of this action is to be concealed. I will not participate in any situation."
"I understand."
At this moment, the aura of Rudolf and the other four changed.
If the few people just looked like a homeless man, then their eyes are now full of murderous intent, as if four beasts awakened from their sleep, ready to tear the prey in front of them at any time.
Money can make the devil push. Although Victor and the other two are awakened by the assassination team, this does not mean that they will spare their lives.
On the contrary, they know better than anyone that living in this cruel world is the greatest luxury.
Now that Lin Yi has given such a generous reward, they naturally will not have any reservations anymore.
Entertainment and loyalty are always exchanged in equal measure in this jungle where the strong prey on the weak.
As the four left, a moment later, the bedroom door was gently pushed open and Ithaway Bonnie walked out of it.
As the vice president of the sanatorium, Lin Yi's office naturally has a bedroom to rest at any time.
So, she heard Lin Yi's conversation just now clearly. "Uh, I said I didn't hear anything just now, okay?" Ithaway Bonnie smiled helplessly, with a bit of temptation in her tone. "It doesn't matter, I still know your personality. That guy Bai Ye told me about your weaknesses, and I believe you are a smart person and will not do some stupid things." Lin Yi continued to pick up the spiritual books just now from the desktop and started reading them.
Hearing Lin Yi's words, Ithaway Bonnie remembered the scene where Su Xiao threatened her at that time, and couldn't help feeling a headache. "Do you people always like to solve problems with threats?"
Lin Yi closed the book and looked at her: "Threat? No, this is just a reminder. In this world, smart people know how to choose. And you are obviously a smart person."
"By the way, since you are awake, please help me infer what Councillor Bell wants to do?" Lin Yi's voice was still plain, as if he was just talking about an irrelevant little thing.
After saying that, he took out a heavy file bag from the drawer and threw it to Ithaway Bonnie.
The file bag drew an arc in the air and finally landed steadily in the hands of Ithaway Bonnie.
She looked down at the file bag in her hand, and the bitter smile on her face became stronger, as if what she was following was not a document, but a hot potato.
She sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Dean Lin, you are pushing me into the fire pit."
Ithaway Bonnie shook her head helplessly, knowing that no matter how much shirked her, it would be useless.
She opened the file bag, took out the information, and began to read it carefully.
Her eyes swept across each page quickly, her fingertips gently slid across the paper.
As the reading deepened, her fingers unconsciously began to wrap around her blonde hair, which was her habitual movement when she fell into thinking.
"These information...Mr. Bell's recent actions are indeed abnormal." Ithaway Bonnie whispered, with a hint of confusion in her tone. "He has frequently contacted some marginal forces recently, including some organizations that are wanted by the military. Moreover, his capital flow has also been abnormal, and a large amount of capital flow is unknown." "It seems that you have to go with me." Hearing Bonnie's answer, Lin Yi stood up and took off his white coat.
At the same time, Rudolph and the other four had quietly changed their identities and sneaked into the area near the Bell Councillor's Manor.
As an experienced lurker, Rudolf Auston wore the clothes of ordinary workers, the fabric was rough and covered in dust and oil, as if he had just arrived from a construction site.
He wore a worn hat on his head, and the brim was pressed down very low, covering his eyes.
He stood on a street corner outside the manor, pretending to be repairing a trolley. The tools in his hand made a sound of metal collision from time to time, but his eyes swept towards the manor's door from time to time.
Karl Morris disguised himself as a deliveryman, carrying a box full of groceries in his hand, and walked slowly towards the back door of the manor.
He had a honest smile on his face, nodding to the passing guards, looking unthreatening, but the light in his eyes kept paying attention to the soldiers patrolling around him, thus calculating the time for the other party to change shifts.
Isaac Renn stood on the roof of a building in the distance, holding a sniper rifle scope disguised as a normal telescope.
His mission is to provide remote support and intelligence collection to ensure that the team's actions are foolproof.
As for Carl Morris, he disguised himself as a gardener, holding a pair of scissors for trimming branches in his hand, slowly walking among the bushes outside the manor.
He calculated the best blasting points and trap locations in his mind, ensuring that he could quickly cut off the enemy's retreat or create chaos when needed.
Ten minutes later, several people met at the agreed place: "Carl, what's the situation there?"
"There are twelve guards in the back door, which look like ordinary security guards, but I suspect they may be awakened. I am going to go around from the side to see if I can find other entrances."
Isaac Renn's voice came out: "There is a low wall on the east side of the manor, with fewer guards, and you can dive in from there. However, I observed traps there, be careful not to step on them."
"I arranged several small blasting devices on the periphery of the manor, which can create chaos if necessary."
Rudolph Oston nodded and whispered: "Okay, Carl, you dive in from the low wall on the east side. Victor, you continue to lay traps on the periphery, ready to respond at any time."
The four of them acted quickly and each performed their mission as planned. (This chapter ends)