Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

The engine roared, announcing to the expectant crowd the good news that it was still usable.

"Get in the car."

Horn and Bagpipe opened the left and right doors of the back seat and got in.

The clothes and hair of the three people were half wet by the rain. The cold rain hit their faces and then mercilessly penetrated their clothes. Everyone felt very uncomfortable.

The cabin was warmer than outside. The world outside the car seemed to have been hugged and kissed by the devil Satan from hell. The tranquility of the past was gone.

Everywhere we went, there were ruins, because the bodies of the dead in the bombing were lying on the streets, and no one cared about them. The injured were not given shelter either, lying on the streets, or dragging their injured bodies to find a place to treat them.

At such a special time, all major hospitals and clinics are bound to be packed.

There were long queues outside the clinics that the car passed by. Even though these clinics usually didn't have good business, there was no place to stand now.

The adults held the crying children and were bleeding themselves, but they had to pretend that they were not in pain.

These scenes are very heartbreaking. They have limited power and can't do anything now. The car sped along the rainy street and drove all the way to the bottom of the office building according to the navigation.

The gate had already been damaged in the bombing, and the car rushed up the slope and directly entered the lobby on the first floor. Willow and others were in the corner of the lobby, using medical supplies collected nearby to bandage the wounded and do emergency treatment.

Outcast was more professional in this regard. While she was responsible for bandaging the wounded herself, she was also guiding others to do the same.

There are not many people with professional medical knowledge and skills, so they can only be taught on an ad hoc basis.

Draco with long white hair was lying on the ground. She was indeed the mysterious Reed among the Rhodes Island operators with little information. Her condition was quite tragic. Her entire abdomen was torn, revealing the flesh and blood inside, which was shocking.

"Wow... this strong smell of blood..."

Feng Qingyu didn't like the smell of blood. The stench that hit his head was nauseating. It wasn't just Wei Cao who was bleeding here, there were also many injured civilians from Xiaoqiu County.

The clean and tidy office building and the beautiful artistic tile floor are now covered with a layer of blood.

Outcast had already helped Weicao with the debridement and hemostasis, and was preparing to inject her with the blocker. The number of blockers was limited, and emergency medicines were seriously insufficient. Weicao was lucky because Outcast was the one who distributed the medicines, and he left her with enough medicines.

There are still many civilians out there with an uncertain future, waiting to die in dark corners, or struggling for a while longer to get a chance to survive.

Seeing the three people, Outcast and Willow finally showed a hint of relaxation on their faces.

"You're here. We're almost overwhelmed here. Could you lend a hand? Although we can only do basic wound cleaning and hemostasis, at least we can save the wounded's life."

Willow's hands were covered in the blood of the wounded. Her gray uniform turned dark brown where it was stained with blood. Her long golden hair and fair cheeks were not spared.

It is hard to imagine a beautiful and dignified ceremonial guard willing to do such dirty and tiring work, and to take the risk of contracting oripathy.

The other guards stayed far away and put on masks, fearing that these poor people infected by the active source stone would infect them.

Just now they wanted to throw out the people injured by the active source stone to fend for themselves, but they were scolded by Willow and finally calmed down.

"No problem. I'm an operator from Rhodes Island. I'm often dragged by Kal'tsit to attend wilderness survival and nursing courses. I know a little about emergency response."

Bugle and Bagpipe are soldiers, and they have also taken courses on emergency bandaging, self-rescue and rescuing others with military medicine, so they can be of help.

Feng Qingyu also got full marks in this course when she was in the police academy, so this matter cannot be said casually. Besides, no one doubts that she has studied in the police academy, so these worries are unnecessary.

They soon joined the ranks of those rescuing the wounded.

Feng Qingyu squeezed out some blood from the wound and let it flow into the disposable cup. Outcast was puzzled and thought Feng Qingyu had some special hobby.

"Here, give it to her to drink. Doctor Kal'tsit said my blood has ingredients that can inhibit mineralogy and speed up wound healing. Don't worry, I've tried it myself."

Worried that Outcast wouldn't believe him, Feng Qingyu cut a hole in a non-injured area and dripped his own blood onto the wound.

The wound quickly absorbed the blood, formed a scab at a rapid speed, and healed soon.

The wounds have been healing faster and faster recently. It seems that interacting more with the female operators can promote the improvement of Originium skills and this special ability.

"Hei Yu, how many secrets do you have that I don't know about?"

Outcast took out a clean syringe, drew the blood in the cup into the syringe, and slowly injected it into Weicao's mouth. Feng Qingyu helped her hold up Weicao's head and neck to prevent her from coughing up blood unconsciously and choking herself to death.

Weicao was too badly injured to be conscious at all, and Outcast had to pry her mouth open, otherwise she wouldn't be able to drink.

Blood slowly poured into her mouth.

Feng Qingyu glanced at Wei Cao's upper body. Because she had to treat her wound, she had to take off her clothes. Although she was Drake, her cleavage was not comparable to Tallulah's.

Tallulah's career line is like mountains and waves, while Reed's is a little regrettable, but not bad either.

Her body lines were soft and graceful, and if you hadn't looked at the bloody wound on her abdomen, you might not have been so frightened.

There was a torn black cloak lying on the ground next to it. The style of the cloak was very familiar, with a string of letters on it - DUBLINN.

"This cloak... seems to have been seen somewhere before."

Various images flashed through his mind, and then overlapped with the uniforms worn by a group of unidentified people he saw on the communications tower in the square.

I originally thought it was a formation performing a special show at the celebration, but I didn't expect it to be otherwise.

"She's from Deep Pool," Outcast explained.

"Deep pool?"

Feng Qingyu had never heard of this unfamiliar word, and Kal'tsit hadn't mentioned it to her. So, Horn continued to add to Outcast's words.

"Yes, Deep Pool, which is the collective name of the ghost army. They are an organization, and the name of the organization is Deep Pool."

Fifty Two-Way Commitment

"What kind of organization is this Deep Pool you are talking about?"

Feng Qingyu has always been concerned about Weicao's identity, because there are too many blank spaces in the operator's information, and many places are not clearly stated.

Players speculate that she is a qualified candidate to inherit Victoria's throne. In addition to Reed, Tallulah and the King of Impulse are also qualified.

Draco and Aslan are both kings of Victoria.

After the Integration Movement, a new organization emerged, and things suddenly became complicated. Let's imagine boldly, could Deep Pool be Victoria's Integration Movement?

For example, it is an organization that helps the oppressed Tara people to rise up in resistance.

Outcast picked up a roll of medical gauze, wrapped the wound on Wei Cao's abdomen, and made a graceful

"Deep Pond... It's still unclear at the moment. I heard that the people of Tara in Xiaoqiu County lined the streets to welcome them, opened their doors to welcome them, and shouted "Long live the Dragon". It seems that they are very popular among the people."

As the saying goes, where there is oppression there is resistance. Victoria's oppression of the Tara people has reached its limit. The people's power is limited and scattered, and they are unable to fight against the soldiers who oppress the Tara people.

They just need a spark to ignite the emotions they have been trying so hard to suppress.

The Integration Movement is the spark of the infected, and the Deep Pool corresponds to the spark of the Tara people.

"Oh, I see. Also, the reason why those companies terminated their cooperation with Rhodes Island was that they smelled the gunpowder of civil war in Victoria and were preparing to run away, right?"

Feng Qingyu remembered the reason for being sent to Victoria. She came here on vacation because of Outcast, but now the vacation has turned into a calamity.

Looking at the sky, it seems like it’s almost like a tribulation.

"Seven."

"what?"

Outcast's words made some sense. Feng Qingyu was stunned for a moment before she realized that the seven companies she was referring to were seven local companies in Victoria.

"In the past six months, a total of seven local companies have terminated their cooperation with Rhode Island. The situation is even worse this month, with three more companies reported than last month. In today's Victoria, big businessmen's wallets will be the first to notice any disturbance."

Outcast is not here just to pick up a few documents. Any operator can do it. There is no need to send out elite operators.

On the surface, she came to Victoria to handle clerical work, but her real intention was to investigate the situation here and provide timely feedback to Rhodes Island.

She only had time to briefly chat with Kal'tsit before she lost the signal.

The communications network may have been damaged in the bombing by the garrison, or it may have been affected by strong winds and heavy rains. It is not known for the time being.

Xiaoqiu County is now like an isolated island on the sea. News from inside cannot be transmitted out, and news from outside cannot be transmitted in.

"Before a bigger storm arrives, all Rhodes Island operators in Hill County must evacuate. Unfortunately, we can't contact Rhodes Island right now, and neither can the offices in other counties, so it's difficult to leave the city."

On one side is the crazy garrison colonel who may launch a new round of indiscriminate bombing of the city at any time; on the other side is the new organization "Deep Pool" that has infiltrated Xiaoqiu County.

Rhodes Island has no intention of becoming an enemy of either party and only wants to withdraw safely.

Feng Qingyu once suspected that he was possessed by Conan. Wherever he went, trouble followed him. The vacation he had agreed to was gone, and he might even lose his life.

The lobby on the first floor of the office building quickly became a temporary aid station for the wounded. The agents of the Rhodes Island office transported the stored medicines in batches to nearby aid stations to replenish medical supplies and help them rescue the wounded.

Medical supplies were running low, and Colonel Hamilton had sealed off the entire Hill County. Bagpipes and bugles tried to get a message to Londinium, but received no reply.

Everyone was in a state of exhaustion and irritability.

"Hmm... I'm so tired. The wounded keep coming in. I think I've bandaged about 40 or 50 of them."

Feng Qingyu's waist was sore that after bandaging the last wounded person he was responsible for, he lay on his back on the ground to rest.

The shooting practice last night took a lot of tonic out of my waist, I'm afraid I need to rest for a while to recover. I've almost finished the Liuwei Dihuang Pills I brought with me, and I still have some tonic that Kal'tsit gave me.

I had to return to Rhodes Island to fulfill what I promised Kal'tsit - to practice shooting with her on the deck of the bridge.

Outdoor shooting tests all aspects of the practitioner's qualities, especially his psychological quality.

If the practice process is witnessed by someone, it will definitely cause some unnecessary trouble and it will be difficult to explain.

Kal'tsit doesn't like one-on-many, she likes one-on-one.

Therefore, Feng Qingyu also made a request, asking Kal'tsit to go into battle in the air for a week and post a photo of her circular muscles to check in at 7 o'clock every night.

The poses and locations can be different every day, and you can’t shoot in the room.

Hollow, those who understand will understand, what special meaning does it represent?

She has been in Victoria for two and a half days now and has received two photos in total. The first one was taken on the day of departure at the bridge of Rhodes Island. It can be seen that Kal'tsit was sweating a lot because of nervousness.

The second photo is of the upper deck of Rhodes Island. In the upper left corner of the photo is Instructor Doberman who is training the operators.

In order to be qualified to practice shooting on the deck, Kal'tsit worked very hard to fulfill her promise. Those photos were really well taken. Judging from the shooting angle, they should have been taken by the drone invented by Kal'tsit, because it is impossible for Kal'tsit to pose in such a tight pose and still take such a good-looking photo.

"..."

Feng Qingyu looked at the ceiling, and his cheeks and ears suddenly felt hot.

"No...I can't think about her."

Kal'tsit is really awesome, in every sense of the word. Even though she is an old face with paralysis and not young, she can still deal a critical blow to herself by doing this.

She couldn't help but open the album again and look at the two photos over and over again. In one of the photos, Kal'tsit's lips were holding the hem of her skirt, and her underwear was hanging on one leg.

The cold white-haired film and the shy expression were frozen at this moment.

I don’t know when, Willow had been next to Feng Qingyu and saw this scene.

"Miss Feng, you like this."

"what?"

When the long golden hair came into view, Feng Qingyu quickly locked the screen of his phone and put it away.

Isn't this socially dead? What should I do if everyone sees it?

"I...I...well...she is one of my...closest friends...so..."

Feng Qingyu was speechless for a moment and couldn't find the right words.

"Would good friends do this?" Willow blinked her pure blue eyes.

Of course it is impossible to figure out this problem just by thinking with your butt.

Fifty-one suspected flag

Then Draco and Vaifan stared at each other for two minutes.

No matter how this matter is explained, it is impossible to avoid embarrassment and social demise. Moreover, Feng Qingyu does not need to explain too much about Kal'tsit to Willow. Kal'tsit does not like this.

What the old woman wanted was absolute privacy for the two of them to be alone, and no one could disturb them. Everything that happened during their alone time was kept confidential, and every time they performed the Zhougong ceremony, the ceremony process became their exclusive memories.

Not a single word about Kal'tsit can be mentioned. With this in mind, Feng Qingyu picked up a random topic.

"Miss Willow... do you want to try practicing shooting on an aircraft? With the slight shaking of the aircraft during flight, you can see the amazing sight of the rising and falling tides."

After finding the topic, I realized it was inappropriate.

Talking to Vaifan about shooting practice was like walking into a fire pit. Even if I wasn't dehydrated, I was on the verge of dehydration.

Compared with Miss Willow, Feng Qingyu has a lot of water, but it is lost very quickly, just as fast as her physical strength.

We are all dragons, why am I so inferior? Feng Qingyu couldn't understand.