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Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE Nicolette said nonchalantly, "I lived in the village for half a year. The terrorists never suspected my identity and askedto cook, wash their clothes, and pick herbs for them.
"Eventually, I successfully sent out information about the terrorists. It was just that I stayed in the village for a little too long and delayed treatment. That's why this burn scar on my face can't be fully removed.
"I recovered from the infectious disease I injected into my body later on, and the aftereffect was the red marks on my skin." What Nicolette shared wasn't a secret. Everyone in the military knew about it.
At this point, she added, "It's impossible to say that I don't have any regrets. However, compared to the victory over the terrorists, this sacrifice I made was nothing." Thousands of men and women had lost their lives in wars and battles. Compared to them, Nicolette was considered very lucky.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrandon's eyes almost popped out of his socket after hearing the story behind the burn.
After a while, he said, "Wait a minute, but according to the rules, a 14-year-old like you back then shouldn't be allowed to be a spy in such a dangerous place, right?" "That's right. According to the rules, we can't," Nicolette said. "But I'm from an eminent military family, and all the spies we sent over were caught and killed. Only a sick and feeble little girl could make the terrorists let down their guard. "Too many civilians and soldiers have died under the hands of those terrorists. As long as the terrorists aren't wiped out, the civilians will suffer. That was why the military madean exception to the rule." Brandon had always taken pride in his talent to talk about anything and was always confident, but in front of this female major general, he felt very insignificant. Just as he wanted to say something, they saw slights in the distance. Nicolette stood up. "That's our ride." Other than Nicolette's guards, there were also Athena, Jaden, and Matthew. Athena and Jaden expressed their gratitude to Nicolette.
Nicolette smiled. "I'm just doing my job. Don't mention it." Athena prescribed a few pills for Nicolette and Brandon on the spot, and the latter two took the pills before changing into dry clothes in the car. After changing, Athena checked their wounds and bandaged them. Nicolette was a little surprised. "Miss Donovan practices medicine?" Athena chuckled. "Skillful enough for the situation we're in." Brandon cup with an idea when he heard that "Athena, I'm sure you know a lot of good doctors. I wonder if it's convenient for you to ask around if any doctor could take a look at the burns on General Trevor's face and the red marks on her skin? "If it can be treated, I'm willing to pay for everything as a token of appreciation for General Trevor for saving my life." Nicolette didn't seem to take Brandon's words seriously. Perhaps she was certain that her skin problem couldn't be cured. She didn't respond.
Athena carefully examined Nicolette's scar. "Personally, I think it could be cured, but we still need further examination to confirm it. "General Trevor, you can callanytime, and I'll take you for further examination." Nicolette smiled politely. "Thank you. I'll think about it." Seeing that she didn't seem to take it seriously, Brandon panicked. "General Trevor, one of the doctors Athena knows is very capable. She's the famous Dr. Annie. I think you can give it a try. She might be able to fix your scar." Nicolette still smiled. "Okay, I'll call when I have time." Brandon felt that she was being perfunctory and felt a little sad.
After Athena finished bandaging the two of them, everyone got into the car and returned to Wyomarlo City. It was already five in the morning by the tthey got there.
The sky had already turned from black to gray-purple. Even without lights, one could faintly see their surroundings with their bare eyes.
Zayn, who had only slept for two hours, woke up in a daze. When he heard that Brandon and Nicolette had returned, he sat in a wheelchair and made his way toward the command center alone.
Although the battle was over, there were more than a hundred corpses of the terrorists to be gathered, examined, recorded, and secretly transported out.
There were also more than two hundred crew members resting, receiving treatment, or being questioned by the military for the investigation of this incident that shook the world.
In addition, the entire city needed to be carefully searched to prevent any terrorists from stashing weapons and explosives. In short, everyone was very busy.
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Zayn didn't want to beca burden to anyone. He pushed his wheelchair and tried his best to choose a route with fewer people. As he walked, his ears twitched slightly and his gaze drifted to the grass behind him. 'Is someone following him?' he wondered. From the moment he drove out of
Wyomarlo City, that person had followed him for quite a while. He doubted that the other party was'a terrorist. Instead, he suspected that the other party was a reporter or a fan who had chere to watch the ineident up close. After all, the news of the battle had already crawled out of the military network. The entire country probably knew about it already. There was still a residential area not far away.
People started coming over to watch the aftermath. It was beyond what the military and the police couldm manage. Regardless of whether the other party had good intentions or bad intentions, Zayn didn't like being followed. After sthought, he supported himself with both his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and stood up with difficulty. He tried to walk forward but unexpectedly after taking two steps, he staggered and felt to the ground and remained motionless.
A head popped out from behind the bushes and ran over to him with a nervous cry. "Zayn!".