"Commander, the main forces have already begun entering the city in batches to rest."
The young officer in the Rockwell blue Mercenary Group uniform pushed open the tightly shut door and looked at the gray-bearded old man dozing on the sofa in the hall. He spoke slowly. "If most of our people enter the city, won't the camp outside the city be left too vulnerable?"
Hearing the young officer's words, the old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said evenly, "Leave the Third Battalion outside the city. Let them arrange rotating rest shifts themselves, and issue additional garrison allowances."
"Yes." The young officer nodded and left the office.
The old man on the sofa watched him go, then slowly closed his eyes again.
After a brief pause, he seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and walked toward a hidden small door on the other side.
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Storage Room
He Ao leaned against the edge of a storage rack, flipping through the information on the computer before him.
Most of it was equipment information for the Rockwell Energy Group Mercenary Group, along with some operational records. However, everything was very simple and did not involve any core operations.
It did not even explain why the Mercenary Group had come near Dawn City.
There was some additional information, though. An email from Stars Pharmaceutical indicated that Stars Pharmaceutical would provide medical support for this Mercenary Group, including extraordinary treatment for the Mercenary Group's B-rank commander and its C-rank core personnel.
The relevant medical items and equipment had already been transported into the city today and stored in the cold-storage facility beneath the Stars Pharmaceutical building.
Other than that, there was nothing.
It seemed the true core information was likely held by only a few key members, such