After the jokes, it was time to deal with Bette's problem.
Finding where General Eiling's troops were stationed was easy. S.T.A.R. Labs already had private satellites for searching, and with Cisco Ramon and the others' hacking skills, they could quickly locate the unfortunate general. Even without those methods, Dilos only needed to extend his psychic power to search, or put on the speed suit and circle all of Central City at fifty times the speed of sound to find him.
"So you want us not to bring back this soldier who belongs to the military?"
Inside a military base, an elderly man with platinum-blond hair and wrinkles on his face wore a uniform. With a trace of emotion in his eyes, he looked at Bette, who was seated beside Dilos.
"A former soldier." Bette clenched her fingers and said coldly, "I've already retired. If that accident hadn't been something only I could handle, I would be living a peaceful life now."
"That's the basic situation, General Eiling."
Dilos waved a hand, signaling Bette to calm down, then addressed the elderly man. "Is that not acceptable, General Eiling?"
Eiling gritted his teeth and glanced at Dilos's eyes, which occasionally glimmered red. He took a deep breath and, under Bette's tense gaze, slowly said, "Of course it's acceptable. I have no objections."
At that, Bette finally relaxed. If General Eiling had not been right in front of her, she would have wanted to let out a long breath.
"Don't look so miserable, General Eiling."
Seeing Eiling look as though he wanted to devour him, Dilos shrugged and smiled. "There's more than one way to strengthen the United States' military power. If you keep clinging to the same tree, you'll never find another path."
The moment he said that, both people present froze.