"This is just a suggestion."

Dr. Cogan looked directly at Glid and spoke calmly.

Grid closed his eyes, then opened them, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked:

"I will notify the headquarters and ask them to send someone to take the samples back."

"As for you, just stay."

Eric then followed, while Caesar took a deep look at the rabbit and wolf corpse before turning and leaving.

"Disrespectful person."

"Doctor, we can apply to the headquarters..."

After the three Gleeds walked out of the tent, a scientific researcher behind Dr. Cogan looked dissatisfied.

"Shut up." Dr. Cogan interrupted softly and said, "Don't think of that man so simply. He is one of the seven people in the organization whose power is second only to the boss."

"What time is it now?" Dr. Cogan asked.

"It's already ten o'clock at night, doctor."

"Have a rest."

Dr. Cogan waved his hand, indicating that everyone could get off work.

"By the way, put that body away." Dr. Cogan, who was walking towards the entrance of the tent, suddenly stopped, turned around and pointed at the animal carcass on the dissecting table, "After tonight, the aircraft from the headquarters will probably arrive here and prepare.

Good handover work.”

"Yes, doctor."

The assistant nodded in agreement and assigned two technicians to store the body and wait for the handover tomorrow morning.

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The next day, around 06:40 in the morning.

"Buzz buzz..."

A Night Crow aircraft slowly landed in the open space outside the camp, and the hatch opened with a click.

The first to appear were six [emer] team members wearing power armor.

Immediately, another group of people wearing white protective clothing came down from above. Among them, there were two people carrying a large silver box.

They hurriedly walked towards the camp and came to the tent that served as a temporary research base.

"Dr. Cogan, we are the people sent by the headquarters to hand over the contaminated animal carcasses." One of them led the way to Dr. Cogan, stretched out his hand to shake his hand, "Kermit, the head of the third group of the Biomedical Research and Development Department."

"Hello, I have long admired my name."

Dr. Cogan shook hands with him. The two shook hands for a moment, then turned and walked into the tent together. Two members of the EMER team stepped forward and guarded both sides of the entrance to the tent.

"Hey, tell me, what are those freaks?"

Some of the mercenaries looked at the soldiers wearing power armor guarding the outside of the Night Crow aircraft and asked curiously.

"You already said they are freaks, and why are you still asking us?"

"Hahaha……"

A group of mercenaries stood outside their tent, drinking milk and eating cans, laughing loudly at the Emer team, especially several of the black mercenaries, who laughed the most cheerfully.

The members of the Emer team just glanced at them through the wide angle of the alpha powered armor and did not take any action. After all, they were just a group of ordinary mercenaries.

"Hey, stop laughing."

In the crowd, a man with short naturally curly hair patted the brothers on the back and motioned for them to stop.

"Did you see that?"

He pointed at the powered armors, lowered his head slightly, and whispered.

"What did you see?"

"Gulliver."

Everyone was attracted by his sudden whisper and looked where he was pointing, but they had no idea what he was pointing at.

"The guns in those guys' hands."

The man named Gulliver shook his fingers slightly, pointed at the giant guns held in the hands of those powered armors, and whispered.

"As you know, I once served in the United States of America's Black Hawk Special Forces."

"Yes, we know. Does this have anything to do with what you asked us to see?"

One soldier shook his head, very puzzled.

"Shut up, do you have a problem with your IQ?" Another soldier patted his head and cursed angrily: "Be quiet and listen to him."

The black man touched his head and finally calmed down.

"I have seen those people's guns in Admiral's weapons research and development department. They are a concept gun that has not yet been developed."

"According to the military's estimates, it will take the next fifty years or more to develop weapons. Unexpectedly, these people have already deployed them."

As Gulliver spoke, he dug out a piece of meat from the can with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

"Don't be so sensitive, maybe it's just a toy?"

A soldier patted him on the shoulder playfully, but the others gradually quieted down and ate their breakfast in silence.

"How about asking the boss?"

One of them whispered, but as soon as he finished speaking, someone slapped him on the head from behind.

"Which grandson dares to hit you..." The soldier covered his head and turned around with an angry groan, only to find that it was William Keim, the leader he said.

"Don't guess over there, that's the person above." William grabbed the can in his hand, took out a piece of meat from it with his fingers, and put it into his mouth.

"Above?" The soldier picked up his milk and looked puzzled, "The one with the bald head?"

"More above." William raised his finger and pointed to the sky, then pointed to Gleed, who was standing in front of a multi-functional SUV, holding a tablet computer, and said mysteriously: "That commander,

Even the bald guy you talk about can only be like me when he sees it."

"What's so great about him?"

A soldier who was estimated to be twenty-four or five years old asked, looking at Gleed with curiosity in his eyes.

"Kiel..." William shook the can in his hand, looked at the young soldier who asked the question, and licked his lips, "Have you ever seen someone jump directly from a cliff tens of meters high, and then jump directly from below?

Are you back?"

The young soldier known as Kiel shook his head in shock, and the other soldiers also looked in disbelief.

"That's the kind of person he is." William threw the clean jar on the ground with a clang, stood up and said, "It's time to work after eating. We have to walk all day today."

The other soldiers threw away their cans, picked up their backpacks, and picked up their equipment. They were about to set off.

On the other side, Gleed was standing in front of a multi-purpose SUV, having a video call with Ilumi from the headquarters.

"Segun secretly transferred a group of mercenaries, and their destination should be the island country."

Ilumi was sitting cross-legged on a boulder at the top of the Havana Mountains. Two black hands turned into shadows were dragging the tablet and talking to Glid.

"That trash?"

Glied looked disdainful. He had met Sergun once before. At that time, Sergun was just an ordinary person who didn't even know his telekinesis ability.

"The number of mercenaries he brought is three times that of yours. They should be able to make some contributions to the investigation team."

Ilumi's tone was calm, as if she didn't care at all about Sergun's private actions.

"What if he plans to act alone and doesn't cooperate with me?"

Gleed raised the corner of his mouth and asked knowingly.

"Whether he cooperates with you or not, when this operation is over, he will no longer be at the management level."

"But, it's up to you."
Chapter completed!