Chapter 1412

After he had finished his sentence, Harvey walked out of the ward.

Nicole, sensing that she had upset Harvey with her curt remarks, immediately called out to him.

“Harvey.”

Harvey whirled around and looked at Nicole. “What’s the matter?”

“Can you bring me a bowl of soup from the Blue Whale Cafe the next time you visit us?” Nicole said in a somewhat bashful way.

A surge of warmth kindled Harvey’s heart, and a smile crossed his face as he agreed. “No problem.”

And after he had said that, he left the ward.

Once Harvey had left, Nicole looked at Jared, who was still lying quietly in his bed without displaying any signs that he would be waking up.

Nicole began to pray silently. She could forget about the issue of the lipstick mark on his face. In fact, she would not be mad, let alone stay mad at him, as long as he regained consciousness.

She then center he gaze back on the screen of her laptop. Right now, she wished to help Zeke out by completing his mission. This was something he had always wanted to do, and so, she had to see to it that it was done.

Tuning out all distractions, Nicole began to focus on the mission. Barring the beeping of the vital signs monitor, the only sound that could be heard was the clacking on her keyboard as she typed away.

In another part of the world, Carl was sitting in the central command room, monitoring the various key areas in the production base. The secret organization that had been laying low thus far would not be giving up just like that. Carl thought that they would strike again at any given moment, due to the fact that an advanced droid such as Brave was just all too valuable to them.

Just as Carl was taking a sip of water, the alarm suddenly rang. He immediately looked over. “Situation report!”

“Our base is under attack by an enemy team,” his subordinate reported.

“Send our reinforcement to guard the key entry points!” Carl ordered.

“Roger that, Wilco!”

It was then that three more alarms went off.

“We have three separate enemy squads attacking the three other gates!” his subordinate reported.

Carl eyed the surveillance monitor before him and analyzed the situation before giving his combat orders to his subordinates.

It was then that the factory manager, Olaf, rushed to the central command room before asking Carl in an anxious tone of voice, “K, how about we let the Braves engage them on the field if the situation requires it?”

Carl immediately turned around and pondered for a bit. “Yeah, just in case things go south. Take my men and equip the Braves with ordnances.”

“Right on it.” After getting Carl’s agreement, Olaf led the men toward the warehouse.

Carl did not leave the central command. Instead he stayed behind and continued monitoring the combat situation at the various gates.

Through the surveillance monitor, he could see intense fighting transpiring across all four gates, with flashes from the gunfire from both sides illuminating the entire gate area.

Even after engaging Carl’s men for about half an hour, the secret organization’s blitz did not wane.

Though both sides had suffered casualties, the numbers were higher on the enemy team.

Just as Carl was about to deploy the special strike force to snipe them from the various vantage points, the attacks suddenly abated.

‘What’s going on? Why are they retreating, all of a sudden? Could they be backing off to regroup after failing to capture the points?’ Carl thought to himself.

Then, he brushed the thought off and ordered, “Send the wounded to the lounge area and patch them up.”