Reborn: The Super Wife

Chapter 48 Military Headquarters Building

Chapter 48: The Military Headquarters

"Yes." Abigail nodded her head.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

But it's only ten kilometers. The time can be controlled just before class. Seeing Abigail insist, Norman didn’t wait for her, "it's up to you.”

Norman stepped on the accelerator and drove away. She'd better regret and call him back later. Why not taking the fancy car instead of runing. He didn't know what she's been thinking about.

Abigail raised her eyebrows, moved her legs and feet, and ran in the direction of the Stroemia Academy in a standard long-distance running posture. When passing through the gate of the Rieden Villa District, it caused a burst of heartache for the security guard Unexpectedly... Miss Abigail has been reduced to such a state. Even going to school on foot.

What a pity... What a pity.

While driving, Norman looked at the runner in the rear view mirror with a standard posture.

Finally, he couldn't help but stop the car.

Abigail saw Norman's car parked on the road from a distance. When she ran past the car, he said to Abigail in the car. "Your car broke down?"

When Norman heard Abigail's words, he suddenly felt angry.

He will never feel sorry for her again!

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car sped away from Abigail

Abigail didn't know what happened. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood?

Yes, Norman's mood is not only bad, but also worse.

He may have had his skull clamped in the door before he wanted to wait for her to go to school.

Abigail looked at the time on her watch, and began to speed up and ran in the direction of the Stroemia Academy.

In the Military Headquarters.

Connor and a man in a dark blue military uniform sat face to face in front of the French window.

The man in military uniform looks young, with clear facial features and handsome. His age should not be more than 25, but the bars on his shoulder show that the man's military rank is at least above the general level. The green stubble on his lips adds a man's maturity and blood

Connor took a sip of the coffee in his hand and put it on the glass table between them.

"I didn't expect that this would be the case when I saw the youngest general of the Empire for the first time." Connor's thin lips were slightly hooked, his hands were gently folded, his body was slightly tilted back, and his standard negotiating posture was condescending.

"Thank you, Mr. Martinez." Leon Russell smiled lightly, and his eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, which was unique to soldiers. His legs were separated and he satin a standard military posture. Compared with Connor, the latter looked more like a cynical dandy. Of course, Leon doesn't think so about the young man in front of him.

"My father and uncle talked to me yesterday. My father appreciated the proposal you put forward and passed at the imperial Parliament, General Russell. He asked me to give full support to complete the project. Of course, my uncle also spoke highly of you, General Russell.”

Connor said slowly with smile.

Hearing Connor's mention of the two people, Leon's eyes were also moved.

“Thank you very much!" He spoke four words with a sonorous force, and his expression was full of respect. "General Russell, it's my pleasure." Connor's eyes also showed a trace of appreciation.

"In that case, I'll come straight to the point. Mr. Martinez, you should know that the top soldiers in the world are from the Blakely Military School Unfortunately, only 0.3% of the people in the country can pass the recruitment examination of the Blakely Military School every year. First, the founder of the Blakely Military School was white and a racist, which had led to racial discrimination. Second, although the Empire has a large population, it is extremely lack of talents. If this continues in the long run, the Military Headquarters will lag far behind other countries. Talent determines the fate of the Empire. In addition, the current situation of the Imperial military headquarters also lacks a mobile special force. They do not belong to any military region. They only serve the Empire and fight for the Empire! "

Connor moved his eyebrows and looked at Leon. "What you means is that you hope to select a group of talents to form a special force to the Blakely Military School?”

Leon nodded, "yes. The Blakely Military School accommodates the excellent soldiers. Only in that place can we understand the enemies we may face in the future. My proposal is that the people sent to the Blakely Military School should be selected from the special forces."

Connor nodded and said with appreciation, "no wonder my father and uncle think highly of you, General Russell. You are really thoughtful. If you needs anything, just tell me.”

Leon is also frank, "Since the founding of the Cloudrise Group, the Martinez family has set up a special company to serve the military and develop various new weapons and electronic technology equipment. The coaperation between the Military Ministry and the Martinez family has lasted for a century. This time, all combat equipment in the special force will be purchased from the Cloudrise Group. However, what I want is that all equipment must be up-to-date And it is required to set up a separate R & D group to carry out the research and design of new products. "

Connor gently clicked with his fingers, hooked his lips and opened his mouth calmly, "I'm a businessman. As long as the price is reasonable, there's no reason to refuse."

Leon looked straight at the young man in front of him. He was so sophisticated that he didn't look like a man of his age at all.

It suddenly occurred to him that five years ago, this man was still the head of the famous dandies in Santerwood. Then whoever gets into trouble can only admit bad luck.

Now. he has become a figure who can influence the whole empire by stamping his feet. Leon showed a standard smile and stretched out his hand, "in that case, happy to wark with you.”

Connor also smiled and held his hand. "me too.”

Suddenly, Connor said curiously, "May I ask, General Russell, about the candidate for the formation of special force..." Leon smiled, and then his eyes were as sharp as a wolf. "Anyone in the country who are suited for an excellent solder.” He don't know why, Connor suddenly came up with the thin figure in his mind, soldier?

Inexplicably, these two words were added to her without any sense of conflict.

If the two contacts made him use two words to describe her, it was “soldier”.

Her every move, words and deeds have a unique temperament of soldiers. In the end, is it influenced by the military family, or... else?

There's something

Leaving the military headquarters building, Connor was about to return to the Cloudrise Group when he received a phone call

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Connor hung up the phone directly and gave Luke a cold glance.

Luke looked at his feet with his head down, and the head will almost touch his toes.

"When did you learn to rat to my mother?"

“Don't you dare! Go back, young master. It's lady who has been asking me. You know her means..." Luke was wronged. Connor snorted coldly, "start the car.”

Luke, like the amnesty, immediately got on the car, “Sir, are you we going back to the company?"

Connor just wanted to say yes,suddenly hesitated and changed his mind, "no, go to the Blakely Military School."

"Yes, sir."

Norman stopped the car, got off and looked back. He didn't see Abigail at all.

“Hum, you deserve it." Norman secretly said. Who told her not to take his car.

He picked up his schoolbag and stood there for five minutes. It was almostdime for class. He was inexplicably worried. Forget it Anyvway, she never cares about him. Why would he care about her?

Norman turned and walked towards the school.

Just as Norman turned around, Abigail is now not far from the school.

Because she runs with a load, the sandbags wrapped around her legs are now 10kg, so she can't compare with the speed of normal people. If itis according to their original physique, it is no problem to load 50 kilograms. But now the body can only adapt slowly.

As long as you cross another corner, you can see the gate of the Stroemia Academy.

But suddenly, Abigail's footsteps stopped.

A brawl came from a distance.

Her ears moved slightly, and her hearing measured the number of people. The number of people was at least ten.

Who would fight near the school?

But Abigail was not interested. She turned and was ready to go.

But suddenly, a figure flew out of an alley and hit her foot.

Abigail: "...." she hasn't stepped out yet.

Maybe she should check the Yellow calendar before going out today.

"Julian!"

Two boys in college uniforms rushed out of the alley.

When they-saw Abigail, they were ~ obviously-a little surprised, but their attention was still focused on wulian, who fell to the ground with his head broken and bleeding. Content ~

Jacob?

Abigail looked down again and found that the boy who fell beside him was Julian, who liked singing songs and had a fight with Jacob.

The boy who took the lead in running out was Jacob. Another impression of Abigail was Mike Johnson, a younger brother who often followed Jacob. Abigail wondered how they could be here if they didn’t go to class. Jacob helped Julian up, took time to look at Abigail and whispered, "if you don't want to die, go quickly!” Abigail really wanted to go, but when she heard Jacob's words, she suddenly didn't want to go again

The shoes stood firmly in place without any intention of going.

She lightly asked, "Why?"