Kang Chan picked up the satellite phone and dialed a phone number that consisted of mostly zeroes.0

- Anne speaking, Monsieur Kang.0

“Are you aware of the situation here?” Kang Chan asked.0

- Russia, China, the United States, and England also know about the ongoing fight.0

Those motherfuckers!0

Kang Chan downed all of the coffee left in his cup. He then continued, “We have a man here who has a shrapnel stuck in the back of his head, and he needs urgent surgery for it. It’s been in there for quite some time now, and it’s lodged somewhere near a sensitive area, which means the procedure will most likely be dangerous. His doctor said it’s going to be difficult, but I don’t care. I want to save him.”0

- I will have it prepared, sir.0

Anne agreed to his request far more swiftly than Kang Chan expected.0

“Anne.”0

- Yes, Monsieur Kang.0

“Is there anything that I don’t know about this base?”0

This time, however, Anne failed to give an immediate response.0

“When you go out into battle, you start sensing some things with your gut. Is this really the operation I was told about during the first briefing or is there something more to this? Today’s fight made something...0