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CH776: A Doctor Bringeth Hope
Korede approached the Bravos from the road, ensuring they saw him long before he arrived.
The Bravos were surprised to see someone ride out from the direction the mercenaries were headed, much less the iconic skull-face mask that identified the leaders of the Warmonger and the head of their greater organisation, Pantheon. They didn't even know he was in Aleppo.
Well, few people knew in was in Syria.
"Sir!" The Bravos saluted when Korede reached them.
"At ease, guys." He waved. "I've taken care of the threat in the bunker. Good work taking down not one, but two Masters. You guys are living up to your mandate. Casualties?"
"We've got four dead and two critically injured, sir!" Bravo 1-1 responded.
He failed to hide his melancholy from Korede's eyes though.
Fortunately, the Alpha Squad leader knew better than to poke at a person's sores. He just patted the man.
"Let me see you injured."
