Hearing it was about 95B27, Sniper God Carlos seemed somewhat tense and was the first to ask, "May I know what you need him for, Director?"
As for the others, if he offended them, so be it, Carlos didn't care.
However, this was the Director; in these times, who can guarantee they won't get injured?
Even though the Director had never shown a vengeful demeanor in this regard, no one wanted to test that unknown limit.
The elderly man with white hair and a strong voice resonated in the conference room like a large bell.
"What for? Of course, I want him to follow me and learn! I don't know why you have sent such a naturally gifted medical talent to the battlefield?"
Everyone says those close-combat recruits are cannon fodder, but without any alternatives, who would willingly fill the city walls with their lives?
While he couldn't interfere with the grand strategic situation, his very job was to do his best to save every life.
