I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 1613 - 1614: Mission Failed
CHAPTER 1613: CHAPTER 1614: MISSION FAILED
"Interesting little girl." As she spoke, the woman opened the delicate small bag in her hand and took out a card that was pure black, with nothing on it except a series of numbers and a line of English words engraved on it that glistened sharply under the light.
"This is my business card."
Chen Susu accepted it with both hands, glanced at it, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.
This trace of astonishment was caught by the woman, who then asked softly, "You seem to know something."
Chen Susu smiled slightly, looking at the woman: "Star Media, a subsidiary of the American News Group, a Divine Domain dedicated to creating goddesses."
The woman didn’t expect Chen Susu to actually know her company, after all, her company had never ventured into China, let alone others, many Chinese media workers didn’t even know.
However, smart women never ask too many questions; as long as they know that the pretty little girl in front of them is definitely someone worth nurturing.
With that thought, the woman directly extended an olive branch to Chen Susu: "How about it, little girl, are you interested in stepping into the heavenly Sanctuary towering in the clouds?"
Chen Susu lowered her head slightly, remained silent for a moment, then slowly raised it; when she again met the woman’s gaze, her eyes already showed illusion-like glimmers.
"Hey! You can’t park here!"
When you rushed to the military hospital on your bike at a speed comparable to a four-wheeled vehicle, the security guard hurriedly stopped you.
You tossed the bike to him, casually flicked over a pack of China cigarettes: "Do me a favor."
As soon as the words fell, you had already dashed into the lobby, heading straight for the special ward.
When you arrived at the special ward, you found Old Xiao just leading two chief doctors out of the ward, while a row of people stood on either side of the ward; their heights and body shapes varied, with both men and women present.
You hurried over, and at that moment a big man stepped out to block you. In a swift move, you ducked below him, darted past, stopped in front of Old Xiao, and asked urgently: "Old Xiao, how is that kid?"
Before Old Xiao could speak, two more people stepped forward wanting to stop you.
Both were power types, strong and robust, but as soon as their hands entered within a meter of your vicinity, their bodies suddenly twisted sharply; then both felt the world turn upside down, as their whole beings were flung tens of meters away, scraping the ground as they flew!
Seeing this, everyone surrounded you, and at this moment, a person stepped out from inside the ward, standing like a door of steel behind Old Xiao, shouted to everyone: "Stop!"
With these words, everyone halted their movements, looking at the big man with puzzled expressions. In their eyes, this suddenly appearing fellow seemed ill-intended, after all, he injured their two companions right off the bat. Such a dangerous character surely couldn’t be allowed to approach their leader before confirming his identity.
However, at this moment, those around were astounded to find that the usually aloof Gatekeeper actually bowed his head to this young guy, calling him by an appellation that left them bewildered: "Captain."
You nodded slightly to Liao Yong, still fixating on Old Xiao.
Old Xiao chuckled lightly and said, "The Old Bai Family’s child’s bones are still quite tough. Since you’re here, go in and see him, he just mentioned you a while ago."
Taking a breath, you strode into the ward.
Upon entering the ward, Liao Yong stood at the doorway like a steadfast door.
"Instructor, who is this guy?" a young male stepped forward, voicing the lingering question in everyone’s minds.
Liao Yong glared at the young man with a muffled voice: "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask. This time’s operation, all of you need a review."
Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, especially the young man, his face full of dismay: "This operation’s failure, the main responsibility lies with me."
The young man’s words had barely fallen when the woman whose gaze was fixed on him hastily spoke: "Captain, you can’t shoulder all the blame; our biggest mistake this time was underestimating the enemy’s strength. The enemy was simply too cunning, exploiting our vulnerability, and the instructor was injured trying to save me and Xiao Chen."
The man with glasses beside her was just about to speak when Liao Yong shot him a hard glare, which made him keep silent.
"Alright, let’s not bring this up anymore, lest the Captain finds it amusing."
Again this "Captain;" upon hearing this term, everyone exchanged glances.
Since the formation of their special operations team, Liao Yong had always served as their instructor, with them interacting at least over a year. In the past year, regardless of their methods and approaches, they couldn’t deduce the identities of the instructor and guide; only knowing that both had made significant contributions to the nation.
Initially, some team members still felt a bit unconvinced towards the instructor and guide, after all, they were all elites from various departments of the military district, with formidable combat ability.
However, within less than a week, they were completely subdued, not daring to resist in their presence.
The team members were well aware of Liao Yong’s combat ability; in their eyes, aside from following the guide’s instructions, no one else seemed capable of swaying him, sometimes even clashing with the guide.
This was the first time the special forces team members saw Liao Yong show such respect for someone, and actively shield him from all external information.
Especially the phrase "lest the Captain finds it amusing," which the special forces team members disliked hearing. They were elites among elites, having gone through rigorous elimination and selection to reach this position. In the past six months, they completed various challenging tasks excellently, with no failures except last night’s mission.
"Instructor, you bolster others’ morale while diminishing ours." A seemingly defiant man walked up to Liao Yong, staring at him with dissatisfaction.
Liao Yong paused; he knew this bunch of brats needed disciplining. However, this wasn’t the base, he couldn’t punish them in front of outsiders, thus resorting to the methods from Heavenly Fox.
Scanning the group before him, Liao Yong asked the two special combat soldiers who had been first attacked, yet hadn’t touched you before being flung out: "How’s it feel?"
The two exchanged glances; one sighed: "My arm’s dislocated."
"That’s just your luck; he didn’t go hard on you." Liao Yong sneered, "Remember, never act rashly without confirming the enemy’s combat ability."
The other shook his head: "Too fast, couldn’t react at all."