Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !-Chapter 175: Commander Kavasta’s order

"There is currently a Dravak with awakened bloodline in the medical wing of the fortress. It’s his slave."

The fifth captain, who until then had been very carefree in this meeting, suddenly spat his coffee at the sixth captain who was right in front of him.

The sixth captain began to emit murderous impulses at the fifth captain, who was now wearing a slightly embarrassed expression.

But at this point, nobody cared.

Everyone stared at Orvari in disbelief.

Kavasta sat back heavily in his chair, his hand resting on his chin.

He tried to put his thoughts in order, but at this moment it was completely impossible.

But here it was Leïla who was most confused.

She quickly began to realize that it was thanks to her one-night stand that she’d been saved!

"No, he’s my future deputy captain..." she thought determinedly.

She looked at Orvari and asked:

"Where is Maxime now?"

"In the medical wing, surrounded by the best medical staff we have in this fortress." replied Orvari simply.

"Huh? What do you mean in a medical unit?"

Leïla wasn’t aware that Maxime had returned to the fortress, let alone that he’d been seriously injured.

"Well, in defeating the Dravak that rendered you unconscious, his entire body including part of his face was burned to the fourth and fifth degree."

"What!? But he’s going to die then?" replied Leïla almost screaming.

But Orvari was still calm.

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"Don’t worry, this guy also has exceptional passive regeneration."

But Leïla was still worried, so Orvari added more details.

"Tell yourself that when I tracked him down and wanted to kill his Dravak, he was still standing there threatening to kill me!"

"You think a half-dead guy would still be able to threaten a regimental captain?"

This rendered Leïla speechless.

"Listen to me." ordered Kavasta in a solemn tone.

The atmosphere immediately became very serious.

"All information about Maxime will henceforth be classified at S level. If a single important piece of information concerning his fighting power escapes to the outside world, a strict investigation will be conducted into all those who had access to it."

As he said this, Kavasta revealed part of his aura.

"And I will personally lead the investigation."

Every single person in the room felt a pressure building up, making them feel endless fear.

Even Captain Orvari, who was the strongest man in the room apart from Kavasta, felt small in the face of this kind of aura.

It was the difference in strength that separated them!

If Kavasta felt the slightest urge to kill them, no one could resist!

But he quickly removed the pressure, leaving them there for less than a second.

But everyone was still in a cold sweat.

"Maxime’s information will be known only to the highest authorities of the Federation as well as the directors of the 3 largest academies. Moreover, it is likely that he will..."

Kavasta suddenly thought that these captains weren’t allowed to know about this place.

So he simply shook his head, and no one dared ask anything although everyone wondered what their commander meant.

"I’ll send you a confidential document to sign after this battlefield is over when I’ve contacted the higher authorities and they give the precise orders about Maxime."

"In the meantime, I trust you all."

"Regarding the battlefield, the third, fourth and fifth regiments must prepare and go to support the second regiment to the south as quickly as possible. The sixth and seventh regiments will go east, and remain stationed. The aim is to prevent our forces from being flanked. The eighth and ninth regiments will remain on stand-by, ready to reinforce the first or second regiments if necessary." "

"End of meeting."

Kavasta disappeared from his chair like a mirage, as if in a hurry to get somewhere.

The regimental captains looked at each other for a moment, wanting to speak but not daring to because of their commander’s threats.

Leïla was the first to leave, wishing to go quickly to the medical wing of the fortress.

The captains watched her go, then after a sigh from some of them, they left one after the other.

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In the room, Orvari remained alone, pensive.

He went to a window in the strategic meeting room, then opened it.

Then he leaned back, enjoying the fresh air of the battlefield.

Despite the murders taking place only a few dozen kilometers from the fortress, the weather was really good.

The sun cradled the fortress in its warmth.

It was almost as if we were on vacation.

Orvari watched the soldiers bustling around the fortress, moving in all directions.

Mercenaries in particular.

Some were leaving to reinforce the1st regiment, as news was circulating that it was in trouble.

Hence the new orders from the commander, who had also received news from the first regiment.

So among the first to join the first regiment were only mercenaries, as the soldiers had not yet received their captain’s orders.

There were also a number of mechanics working on the first regiment’s vehicles, which had been used to bring back wounded soldiers, and which had also been damaged.

"Only the second day, and already seven of the nine regiments are deployed. I’ve rarely known such a catastrophic situation." Orvari thought silently.

"And if it weren’t for Maxime, we’d already have lost the most powerful mercenary group on this battlefield, knowing that the Shibuya are comparable to an entire regiment."

Orvari looked up at the sky and the sun hanging there with a touch of melancholy.

"The commander can’t act outside the fortress, I just hope that this young man can give us some more surprises and tip the balance in our favor."

While he was deep in thought, his walkie-talkie rang out.

"Captain! Can you hear me?"

Orvari quickly picked up his walkie-talkie as he heard the familiar voice.

"Yeah, I hear you Lieutenant Otas. Report back." Orvari replied as he closed the window.

"We’ve made contact with the 2 Dravak regiments that have come to reinforce the regiment that faced the Shibuya and the saber-toothed tigers. We’ve managed to repel them thanks to the mobility of our helicopter gunships, but we’re running out of fuel! Request immediate reinforcements for a ground confrontation!"

As the lieutenant spoke, it was possible to hear a helicopter’s propellers turning, the sound of missiles being launched and a faint echo of their explosion further away.

The helicopter’s machine gun, equipped with the latest-generation high-performance ammunition, was also firing at full speed.

The calm situation of the fortress and the battlefield to the west formed a striking contrast.

"Received Lieutenant. I’m returning with Alpha Squad as well as support from the third, fourth and fifth regiments."

"Three regiments in support Captain? That’s..."

Lieutenant Otas’s voice was hesitant.

Opposite him there were only 2 full Dravak regiments, mobilizing 4 regiments to their face was extraordinary.

"Commander’s orders. If he’s ordered 4 regiments, it’s because either the two regiments opposite are extraordinarily strong, or he suspects others are hiding." explained the captain in a firm tone.

In the helicopter, Lieutenant Otas was very surprised to hear this news from his captain.

But he quickly replied:

"Roger that Captain, we’ll hold position until you arrive in that case."

The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, as in the hospital, the treatment rooms where Maxime and Dravus were staying reopened their doors.

Medical staff removed them from the wards and took them to beds in the rest room.

Meanwhile, Leïla stormed into the medical wing, her heart beating wildly.

She arrived first at the reception desk and asked the lady at the front desk for information about her savior.

"Hello, I’ve come to find out about a man named Maxime Valdreuve," she said with some alacrity.

The lady at reception immediately recognized Leïla, as she had left the medical wing as a patient a few hours earlier.

"Hello Captain, I’ll see to that for you. So Maxime Valdreuve..."

She was writing quickly on her computer to get an update on the patient.

"Found him. I’ve just learned that he’s been taken to VIP rest room N°1." she replied with a strange air.

"VIP rooms are normally reserved only for regimental captains and certain mercenary captains?" she wondered silently.

"Is there a captain with that first and last name?"

While the receptionist was confused, Leïla nodded gratefully and headed straight for VIP room #1.

In less than 3 minutes, she found the room.

She paused for a moment in front of the door to VIP room n°1, trying to calm the tumult of her thoughts. The idea of seeing Maxime in a critical condition upset her, but she knew she had to remain calm.

After a few breaths, she gently pushed open the door and entered.

The first thing that caught her eye was the imposing figure of Dravak, lying on an adjacent bed.

His body was no longer as frightening as before, all his wounds having been dressed.

He was now breathing calmly, his torso rising and falling with an almost soothing regularity.

Leïla didn’t dwell on him, her mind focused on just one person.

Her gaze immediately drifted to Maxime, lying on a bed in the center of the room.

His chest heaved weakly, proof that he was still alive, but his condition was far from reassuring. The severe burns on his body and face were so violent that she looked away for a moment, her heart clenching.

She slowly reached out, her trembling hand almost instinctively grasping Maxime’s. But she finally stopped herself.

But she finally stopped herself with a complicated look.

She sat down beside him, unable to look away from this young man who, just the day before, was clearly in great shape.

Guilt suddenly overwhelmed her.

"If only I were stronger, this wouldn’t have happened..." she thought with a bitter smile.

As she plunged into her thoughts, the bedroom door opened abruptly.